The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Katiles' smile froze on her face. She didn't react for a moment and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Angela didn't respond to his words, but said to herself: "How does it feel to survive the Fifth Legion alone?"

Cardiles was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and his ice-blue pupils flashed with intense pain.

He thought that as long as all the people involved died, no one would ever know this secret.

John Caticles was from the Fifth Corps of the Columbian Oceanic Navy.

This legion has the smallest number of people and is mainly responsible for battlefield logistics.

So after the apocalypse, the military began to experiment and breed mutants in large numbers, and this legion was chosen as the first target. After all, sacrificing some combatants would not have much impact on the front battlefield.

However, producing mutants through artificial means is always extremely difficult in the initial stages and requires countless lives to practice.

The others either died painfully halfway through the experiment or became failed test subjects and were destroyed.

There were 573 people in the Fifth Legion, and only Catilas survived.

In addition to the element of luck, the lives of the previous 572 people have also laid the foundation, making the technological means of cultivating aliens relatively mature.

It can be said that the reason why Cartiers can achieve what he has today is probably because he climbed to the top by stepping on the corpses of his former comrades.

"……who are you!"

Katiles' eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared excitedly: "Who sent you here?"

According to the original order, Cartiers's position in the army was not high, and he should have been captured for experimentation long ago.

But because he was the youngest, his comrades gave him priority and took his place.

They never came back.

Finally, only the legion commander and Katiles were left.

The elderly legion commander patted Katiles on the shoulder and resolutely signed the experimental consent form on his behalf.

This is the saddest past in the heart of Kadilais. He would rather die than bear the lives of all people, as if he was abandoned in this world.

Those who died thought they were heroes, but no one cared that from then on, Cartiers was responsible for 572 lives. This heavy shackle always made it almost suffocating for him in the middle of the night.

In the first few days, he couldn't even sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would hear the earnest advice of his former comrades when they left, as well as the tragic scenes of their deaths.

Until now, Cartiers can only numb himself with alcohol and women, forcing himself to forget the past.

Now Angela seemed to have torn open the wound that had healed with great difficulty, exposing the bloody trauma.

"who am I?"

Angela tilted her head and suddenly gave an innocent smile, which seemed a little weird in this situation.

"You don't recognize me anymore? My name is..."

She approached Cartiers and opened her lips softly:

"John Angel."

"what!!"

When Cartiers heard the name, he suddenly grabbed his hair. He seemed to be in a state of near madness, constantly shouting and cursing something.

He seemed to be fighting fiercely with an invisible enemy, and his eyes were full of pain and despair.

"How is it? Now you're a complete scumbag."

Angela, no, Angela folded her hands and looked at him madly with cold eyes: "Father died because of you, but you don't even remember what your half sister looks like."

"Are you here to take revenge on me?! Are you here to take revenge on me?"

Kadilais suddenly raised his head, and like a mad and out-of-control beast, he pounced on Anqi and grabbed her neck, his eyes bloodshot: "...I'm going to kill you! If I kill you, no one will know!"

Unexpectedly, the seemingly weak Angel just gave a light push, and Cardiles fell to the ground like a popped balloon.

He looked up in disbelief at his "wife" who had been so gentle and considerate just a few minutes ago, with a trace of black blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"You...poisoned me?"

Angel sneered, the innocence and cuteness on her face had completely faded, and she was as cold as a god who came to execute someone.

She grabbed Cartiers' hair and forced him to raise his head, saying viciously: "Why do you think I won't kill you? I want you to die! You and your bitch mother both deserve to die!"

It was as if a bolt from the blue struck Cartiers' heart. His blurred memories, which had become mentally disordered due to the cruel experiments, came flooding back like a tide, almost suffocating him.

His mother was a silver-haired nun who was kicked out of the church after she became pregnant with him.

When he was five years old, this miserable woman finally couldn't bear the pressure of public opinion and set her house on fire and committed suicide.

Young Katiles was adopted by Lieutenant Colonel John and grew up with him in the Fifth Legion.

At that time, Lieutenant Colonel John's daughter had just been born and her name was Angie.

However, after Cardiles arrived, Angel's mother did not seem to receive him and left the Ocean Fleet Naval Base with young Angel.

It was a long time before Katiles realized that the Lieutenant Colonel John, whom he considered to be his benefactor, was actually the source of evil that caused his mother's death, his biological father.

For a moment, I didn't know how to face this pathetic and hateful man.

He couldn't forgive him. Even if he felt a little respect for him, he felt sorry for his mother, that poor woman.

So when he found out that the other party was taking part in the experiment in his place, he felt more hatred, as if he would be bound by the shackles of fatherly love even if he died.

Why can't there be pure good and evil in this world?

Kadilais looked at An Qi with eyes full of pain, regret, and resentment, like a seriously injured beast, panting manically and weakly: "You can retaliate against me directly, why do you choose this method... Don't you feel disgusted?"

"Disgusting? Hahahaha!"

Angel laughed more and more crazily. She grabbed Cardiles's blond hair as if she wanted to tear off his scalp: "You feel disgusted? Can a disgusting person like you feel disgusted?"

"My family is ruined because of you! How comfortable are you living? You must be secretly happy in your heart to be the high and mighty Ipsilon?"

She whispered in Cartiers' ear like a devil: "Don't worry, I will give birth to this child and let him remember you forever!"

"...You madman!"

Katiles' eyes had begun to blur and blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth and nose.

"Now, you can die."

Angel suddenly pushed Kadilais into a dark ice sea.

She stood by the ship's side and looked at the sea that had returned to calm. The sea breeze blew her long hair, and a few strands of golden light were mixed in with the silver hair.

"Clap clap clap!"

In the silence, applause suddenly broke out.

"Great job, great cooperation!"

A pale man walked out from the back of the cabin. It was Kulim.

He walked up to Angie and spat fiercely in the direction where Kadilais fell.

An Qi put on a black hood and said calmly, "I have already dealt with the people. The rest is up to you."

Kulim's eyes flashed with excitement and joy, and he whispered, "Don't worry, I'm ready."