[Overwatch fan] Your devout soul

The world doesn't need heroes anymore.

Staring at Morrison's back, Reyes suddenly remembered what he had said.

They walked in tandem along the path of the monitoring station.Walking slowly, it seemed that Morrison was concerned about his body, or maybe it was because they were all waiting for an opportunity to speak.

The night breeze was cool, and the sound of the tide not far away was soft and low, gently hitting the coast.Birds perched on nearby rocks, their heads buried in their wings, sound asleep, peaceful and serene.This scene was unseen 30 years ago.At that time, it was the era when the intelligence center was at its most rampant. The newly established Overwatch was stationed on the coast day and night, fighting desperately with the omnics that dived ashore from the seabed.The bloody flames once dyed the shores of the Mediterranean Sea red, and constituted the most familiar scenery in their youth.

Today, all this is over.Reyes stopped and looked at the blue sea leisurely.

"Are you feeling better?" Seeing that he stopped walking, Morrison stopped too.He looked at Reyes with concern, and was finally relieved to find that the signs of his tearing had gradually disappeared.

Reyes nodded.He found a platform and sat down, took off the "Mote Motes of Time" recording glasses he had been wearing recently, and put them in his pocket.

"Jack," he looked up, "tell me about that plan of yours."

Morrison sat next to him, but didn't speak right away.After a while, he asked, "That's about the plan. Do you think there is anything else you don't understand?"

Reyes looked at him, and he averted his eyes.

"No, there's nothing uncertain about it," Reyes said. "It's just that there's a very big hole in your plan."

Morrison didn't answer, as if looking at the distant horizon.It is still early in the morning, and it is the deepest long night.

"All your plans are based on the premise that the United Nations will compromise Overwatch." Reyes said, "But what if they still refuse to compromise?"

"Or, take a step back. Even if they compromise for a while, so what? In order to get rid of us quietly, how ruthless was the United Nations 7 years ago? Who else in the world is better than us? Is it clearer? Now that things have happened, they will only do it more thoroughly, and will never give up because of a temporary scheme. Don't you understand this point?"

"It's not like it used to be," Morrison whispered. "I don't want to pursue the past. As long as we can escape this crisis and let Overwatch resurface, we still have a chance..."

"Jack," Reyes interrupted Morrison.He took a deep breath, letting the cold air into his aching lungs.

"We all know this is impossible. So, in order to solve this matter, you must have follow-up plans, right?"

He ruminated over Morrison's plan.Although this plan seemed to contain some tricks, it seemed that it should be successful, but it made him feel that something was wrong from the very beginning.After this reunion, he deeply felt that Morrison had changed.He was no longer unreserved towards him like in the past, and the plan that that clever and meticulous mind came up with made him more and more unpredictable.

But he still trusted Morrison.He knew that even if tens of thousands of years passed, when their bodies disappeared into the dust, Morrison's soul would never change——

Will always be so pure, so pious.

There was a heavy thump in the heart.Reyes suddenly raised his head:

"Did you plan to blow up that spaceship from the beginning?"

Morrison looked up at him sharply, then turned away quickly.His hands clenched subconsciously, but he didn't refute.

"You know that they may not accept the threat, and you know that even if it delays for a while, it will never be possible to really save Overwatch. The only way to make them afraid to act rashly is to make them afraid and afraid."

Reyes finally figured it out.It turns out that everything on the surface is for this last step.

The threat of blowing up the spaceship is proposed so that the bomb can be brought onto the spaceship without being suspected by everyone; the purpose of using oneself as the core of the assault and letting others break through the periphery under cover and then evacuate quickly is to prevent them from being affected by the explosion.

At that time, no matter whether the Secretary-General agrees to Overwatch's request or not, this shocking bomb attack will cause panic in the entire international community.At that time, Overwatch will finally be able to return in a legitimate way, and once again assume the responsibility of defending world peace and rebuilding international order.The names of the dead martyrs will be rectified, and the truth about the bombing seven years ago will be revealed, and those who survived will have a better future.

This is Jack Morrison's last plan as a commander, for the past and future of Overwatch.

The Grim Reaper suddenly covered his eyes, all kinds of complex emotions boiled and rolled in his body, making his chest blocked and he couldn't breathe.

He suddenly wanted to cry, and wanted to cry heartily for the comrades he had sacrificed, for the enemies he had slashed, for the 50 years of his life that he had gone through in the rain of guns and bullets, and for the seven years that followed.

He has never been a saint in his life, and the times left him with few choices.At that time, the world was full of devastation, the despicable system gave birth to despicable human beings, and the O'Neill company, which ignored everyone else only for its own self-interest, gave birth to the intelligence center, the nightmare of all mankind for more than half a century.If you want to make everything better, you can only use two shotguns to make peace one shot at a time.

He thought that when all this is realized, people will finally realize the evil results they have planted, and their youthful ideals will be realized, leading the world to a more equal and just future under the leadership of Overwatch.

Then, together with Jack, he can stay out of people's sight and fulfill the countless promises they made in this life.They still have a lot of barley to grow, a lot of corn cakes to eat, and they have to go to different places. They no longer wear battle uniforms and carry guns, but just like two ordinary old people, holding hands and walking along the coastline. Walking is very far.

He wiped his eyes.After thinking about it, he had already made a decision.

"Let me go," he said curtly, "I don't need anyone else, I can take on the task of the strike team myself."

Morrison had known he would say that.He also expected Morrison's reaction.

"You know it's impossible." Morrison said flatly, "I won't let you do it."

"You clearly know that I am the best candidate." Reyes said, "I am good at close combat, and I can also atomize my body. At critical moments, the enemy can't hit me at all."

He paused briefly.

"Besides, I was about to die."

Hearing him say this, Morrison's whole body shook, as if he had received a very heavy blow.

Since their reunion, they have known each other clearly that this is the truth.But none of them wanted to mention it first.The tearing of Reyes' body happened more and more frequently, and the amnesia lasted longer and longer.He instinctively sensed that the time left for him was running out.

"If it is according to the plan you claimed, the members of the assault team may indeed be evacuated. But if the spaceship is to be blown up, then the assault team has basically no chance of surviving! Are you planning to let me watch you die?" Seeing that Morrison refused to respond for a long time, Reyes asked coldly.

"What about you? If it were you, I wouldn't have to watch you die, would I?" Morrison also became excited.He shook his head stubbornly, his chest trembling violently with excitement, "These things started because of me, and now I should end them. Don't argue with me anymore!"

"What is caused by you? All of this is not your fault at all!" Reyes really wanted to knock Morrison's head open to see what was inside.He couldn't figure out such an obvious truth.

"Do you know, I probably only have a week or so left. I don't know if I can recover my amnesia next time, and I don't know when I might suddenly die or disappear. And you, you Different from me!"

He stood up and pointed at Morrison's body: "You are a strengthened soldier. Even though you are over 50 years old now, you are stronger than the average person at 20! You can live for many, many years, even if you live to 200 years old. What's so difficult! Do you want to compare me with someone who has only one week left? And don't forget, I'm already dead! "

Morrison looked up, and in his eyes, Reyes could tell he was deeply irritated.He also stood up, and the two tall men looked at each other angrily, neither of them would flinch first.

"The weight of life is measured by the length of time?!"

Morrison shrugged his shoulders angrily. Thirty years ago, he and Reyes would have wrestled together.At that time, they were young and energetic, and there were many disputes when they jointly commanded operations, but they could always resolve them.But now, Morrison really doesn't know what to do with this stubborn lover.

"I didn't want to come back from the beginning!" He said suddenly. "Yes, I have been pinching the Achilles' heel of the United Nations, always looking for an opportunity to bite them hard. But at that time, I didn't even know that you were still alive! Ever since I met you again, I have been afraid of this day happening, but It still happened. I didn't want to come back, I have paid enough in this life, I just want to guard you and live the last days well!"

At first, there was only anger in the voice, but gradually there was sadness.Morrison's furrowed brows were lined with pained lines.Suppressing the tears that welled up in his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice:

"I never want to live a day without you. Even if I can live 50 years, 100 years, so what? For me, if one day, I lose you again, then my life... will be It ended on that day. Even if you only have a week, I don't want to watch you die again..."

He looked at Reyes and said calmly:

"Stop talking, I don't want to quarrel with you. This is the last decision I made, in the name of Overwatch Commander. Gabriel Reyes, I now ask you as an officer to obey the plan and arrangement unconditionally."

After saying this, he turned and left, leaving Reyes standing there alone in a daze.

Morrison did not see Reyes until the evening of the next day.

In truth, no one knew what Reyes was up to.He seemed to be planning to do something very important, like an old dog looking for a good place to bury a bone, walking cautiously around the monitoring station.He asked Winston where the network signal was good and soundproof, and finally stayed alone in an old warehouse for a long, long time.

From Morrison back to Overwatch, everyone already knew the sad truth of what was happening to Reyes.Angela helped to check his body, but she was helpless in this limited medical condition and the few lives left by death.Almost everyone had come to say hello to Reyes, like an early farewell.Everyone carefully told him some irrelevant and happy things, and tried not to mention his body as much as possible.At this time, seeing that he obviously wanted to be alone for a while, people took good care of him even more. Even Torbjörn deliberately lowered his voice when he smashed the newly installed heat-resistant shell for the spaceship.

Only Morrison speculated differently about his unusual behavior.He knew that when Reyes saw through his true purpose the night before, his attitude towards Reyes was too tough and ruthless, no wonder Reyes was secretly sad.He has been busy confirming the details of this mission and listening to different reports. Before he noticed, most of the day had passed.

Next to the spacecraft, several people who were busy with maintenance and installation were yawning from exhaustion.Even Winston fell asleep prone in front of the computer, with a half-eaten jar of peanut butter next to the mouse.It seems that the progress is good, and everything is proceeding according to plan.Morrison woke them up one by one and told them to go to the kitchen and drink a bowl of hot soup before going to bed.McRae planned to go back and hold on for a while, but when he caught a glimpse of Anna standing by the side with his gun in his arms, he obediently walked towards the dormitory.

"Although your physique is different from theirs," Anna said, "I suggest you go to sleep, Jack. The launch and docking in three days will require everyone to work for nearly 19 hours. As the commander, you should Appear in front of everyone with a vigorous attitude.”

Morrison knew that he couldn't compete with Anna, and he was also faintly worried that Anna would guess his plan through his abnormal emotions.So he smiled as much as he could, and nodded.

"Let's go now. But I haven't seen Gabriel all day. I don't know if something will happen to him. I'll go find him first."

"Oh," Anna said, "I just saw him on the way here, and he was still saying hello to me. I saw him go to the east, you go now, maybe you can run into each other again."

Morrison agreed and left the factory core.He walked out of the building, facing the dazzling light of the setting sun.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling a little lost for a moment.

He didn't dare to go to Reyes, because he knew that Reyes would definitely mention that task to him again.Last night, when he made the request in a commanding tone, the bewilderment and pain he saw in the other party's eyes almost broke his heart.Reyes has only one week left, and as a partner, he not only did not choose to be with the other party, but also made willful and selfish demands, which even hurt Reyes' feelings.

Morrison felt very conflicted.He knew that even if he saw Reyes' sad look again, he might collapse on the spot, and then agree to any request made by the other party.But he couldn't keep hiding like this, and let the quarrel last night become their real life and death.

Confused, he crossed a low bridge before he knew it, and came to a higher platform at the Gibraltar monitoring station.

On his left stood a tall signal tower, and on the top of the ball launcher, the former Overwatch flag fluttered fiercely against the sea breeze.

Morrison took a deep breath of the fishy wind.The hometown he grew up in is surrounded by flat fields and has no ocean.But after getting acquainted with Reyes, he was deeply attracted by the sea unconsciously.

He thought that people who grew up by the sea were enthusiastic and cheerful, but Reyes' personality was just the opposite.Reyes was more like a calm ocean than the noisy waves.You never know what kind of undercurrent surges in the depths, but it will swallow you silently.Whenever you have seen enough of its unchanging appearance, it will always give you new surprises.Sometimes it is a surprise, sometimes there is a collision, but in the end, it just makes people feel unable to stop.

Morrison sat down wearily.The rays of the setting sun enveloped him, bringing him a little warmth.But no one can fill the void in his heart.

He closed his eyes, but heard footsteps behind him.

He could tell who it was, and he also knew that there would be no second person in the world who could find him on this rather hidden platform in such a short period of time.

He didn't look back, waiting for Reyes to come to him.But the steps were very slow.He heard Reyes take a deep breath, as if he was about to say something, but he didn't expect the pleasant guitar chords to be heard first.

He turned his head suddenly, and all his thoughts were replaced by surprise in an instant.Reyes was holding a guitar that he dug out somewhere. The wooden surface was dull and the strings were a little rusty.But his fingers pressed nimbly on the piano board, and after a few strings of sound checks, the calm and long tune sounded faintly, together with Reyes' deep and hoarse singing voice:

"Flytheoceaninasilverplane,

See the mountain when it's wet with rain..."

The eyes staring at Morrison were watery, and the sound of the piano and the singing were faint, like a sunny dream that made people unwilling to wake up.

"Just remember you're home again,

You belong to me..."

He sang as he walked slowly over to Morrison until he sat down next to him.

His eyebrows drooped, letting the setting sun tint them gold.Morrison could not help but look up and down as he heard him sing the love song from the 50s slowly.

Reyes was wearing an old light blue shirt that he buttoned meticulously, revealing only his strong collarbone at the top collar.He looked like a carefree singer who had spent his whole life by the sea, his calloused fingers plucking only the strings but never pulling the fatal trigger.

How nice it would be, Morrison couldn't help thinking.

If they had never joined the military, never joined Overwatch, they would not have to face such a sad parting now.

But if they had never met, how lonely would this short and long life be.

The final song ended with a few soft notes, crisp and clear, without a lingering aftertaste, but it still fascinated Morrison for a long time.He stared blankly at Reyes until a kiss was brought to his lips.

"I've never heard you play the guitar." He kissed Reyes back and whispered, "I didn't know you played so well."

Reyes smiled lightly.He put the guitar aside and, together with Morrison, stared out at the sea in front of him.The setting sun gradually sinks into the water, just like the end of that guitar song. It is not hoarse, and there is no pledge of eternal love, but simply smeared with ordinary happiness.

"I've actually been playing since I was a kid," Reyes said. "It's just that I play mostly blues, which is very different from the country style you like. So I never played in front of you."

"So how did you change your mind now?" Morrison asked half-jokingly.

Reyes didn't answer him.He stared at the sea thoughtfully for a while, and then asked a separate question: "Jack, do you remember when we first met, it seemed that we were also fighting omnics near Gibraltar. I didn't expect to go around a lot , but in the end we came back here.”

Morrison recalled for a moment, and also showed some surprise.He nodded, "If you don't tell me, I still forgot. This is indeed our original battlefield, but the sea level hadn't risen at that time. The towns we guarded now have long since been submerged. Maybe they are It's under the sea we're looking at."

Reminiscing about the past always brings them a moment of relief.Although they almost never had much romantic past, it was only at this time that each other realized that the time they had been together was too short and precious.

"How crazy the omnic center was at that time." Reyes' tone was soft, as if nostalgic. "I'm young and unprofessional. How dare I lead a team of five against so many omnics. If it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago."

Morrison chuckled, noncommittal, just stroked his stubble-covered chin. "Hey, if they know that the towns that were scrapped and failed to take down after scrapping so many omnics are now submerged in the bottom of the sea and are easily accessible, I don't know what they will think."

Reyes laughed too.He folded his hands on his knees and gazed dreamily at the distant sky.

"Perhaps they will think, why don't they make the right choice for their own lives even though they already have almost eternal time."

The smile faded from Morrison's face.His keenness remained the same as before, and he could always guess what Reyes was thinking in a few words.He knew what Reyes was going to say next, and he should end this conversation immediately, otherwise, he might never have the chance to go back on his word.

It's just that today's Reyes is very different from the past.He seemed less preoccupied, more cheerful and talkative.Morrison hadn't seen Reyes like this in ages, and he couldn't help but want to make Reyes happy just a little longer.

Just a little while.He took one last look at the sea and closed his eyes.

"We are not omnics, we don't have a solid body, and we don't have a long lifespan. But the biggest difference between humans and machines is the choice we make with this flesh and blood body?"

Morrison thought vaguely of the past.They were all young back then, they hadn't experienced a tragic betrayal, and they hadn't lost their healthy bodies.They still don't know that the road ahead is long, and one day they will be separated from their loved ones.But at that time, they never hesitated when making a choice.

In the darkness with his eyes closed, he seemed to see Reyes' young appearance again.The dark eyes were shining with determination, knowing that there was a dead end in front of him, he dared to rush into the blood and fire alone.That look made him unforgettable at first sight, and he couldn't help wanting to stand side by side with that person, even if only the two of them were left in the end, even if the path they chose was destined to be irreversible.

"You know what, Jack?"

Reyes lightly took off Motes of Time's recording glasses.He played with it in his hand, lightly stroking the blue dot that shone on the rim of the glasses. "Earlier today, Jesse came to me mysteriously with a guitar and told me he promised no one would see it. I was absolutely stunned because obviously I asked him to do it, but I But I don’t remember any of it.”

"And then I thought, yeah, this is the time."

He raised his hand and threw the glasses straight into the sea.Seeing the surprise on Morrison's face, he explained:

"I found a place and logged into the cloud records of 'Time Dust'. Then, I gave it a key to open it."

"I spent a day listening to many, many memories that have been recorded. Those things were recorded trivially and complicatedly, but I was fascinated by them."

Reyes smiled softly, and the beard that had already turned white was slightly raised on his lips.After hearing his words, Morrison felt very sad, but seeing him like this, he couldn't feel sad.

"I can't believe this is my life and I can't believe we've done so much together. I almost laughed when I heard you say you wanted to hear those musicians play all the classics on guitar Get under the table. Then I realized why I asked Jesse to find me a guitar."

"I don't know, if we had never met, or if we hadn't been together since we met, I would have died in some unknown place, or lived a completely different life. I don't like to think about this problem, Because it doesn’t make sense. Because Gabriel Reyes who has Jack Morrison must be a very different person than Gabriel Reyes who doesn’t.”

He finally turned around and looked at Morrison seriously.

"Jack. I have always wanted to tell you that it is my greatest honor to spend my life with you."

Morrison nodded.He didn't say anything, wiped his eyes heavily with his arm, and nodded again.

Reyes sighed.He put his arms around Morrison's shoulders, and rested his forehead lightly on Morrison's head.They could hear each other's suppressed breathing, mixed with pain and joy, silently telling the oath of never being separated and a decisive farewell.

"Once upon a time, I couldn't see my own end. I was afraid of living, because I didn't know when I would become a walking dead with no memory, dying in a cold alley. I was also afraid of dying, because I was afraid At the end of my life, there is no way to die well."

His arms around Morrison trembled, and he exerted force unconsciously. "But, now I know. For the first time, I saw the direction of the end point, among the stars all over the sky, there is my end point."

"So Jack, please grant me one last request and let me do it. Okay?"

When everything was ready, Morrison finally announced the final candidates for the assault team.

Everyone, including Anna, was surprised that there were only him and Reyes in the assault team.Genji had always been bitter about not making the cut, but he couldn't help but let out a gleeful laugh when he saw that McCree wasn't on the list.

There were so many people wanting to talk to Morrison that he had to deal with them all.McRae waited by the side for a long time, and finally found a chance.Seeing that Morrison had finished talking to Anna, he hurried forward:

"Sir, I just think, uh, you really don't need another person to take care of you? I'm very, very sure that when you get to the UN headquarters, you will definitely need my assistance!"

Morrison didn't seem in the mood for a joke.He patted McCree on the shoulder and told him that this was the final decision.Before McCree could continue to say something, Reyes also walked over.

McCree subconsciously wanted to dodge.He knows that his teacher will say something like "I taught you everything you know!" "Do you need to make trouble when I'm here!" to mock him, and then reprimand him for never being obedient Order.

But Reyes just looked at him silently for a while, then raised his hand to straighten the collar of his cloak.

"Follow Anna well." Reyes said in a low voice, "Don't cause trouble again, and take care to protect yourself."

He lowered his head and agreed, feeling a complicated gaze sweep over him.For a moment, he felt like the boss of the Deadlock Gang who had taken good care of him, or the father he had never met.

But before he could think about it carefully, someone next to him called him to prepare for the launch.He glanced at it reluctantly, turned and ran away.

Morrison and Reyes also checked their weapons and equipment, and walked out together with everyone.

"I thought I was enough for the commando team. We had an agreement."

Reyes' voice was low, and he didn't even turn his head.He didn't want to attract attention, but he had to confirm it with Morrison before leaving.

"If you let everyone know that the assault team is only you, everyone will suspect that we have another purpose." Morrison retorted unceremoniously. "You want to send me away before you start? I have to give you a ride no matter what."

They discussed this matter in the same way that they discussed the assignment of tasks countless times before, and no one mentioned the previous quarrel and the established ending.By the time they got to the side of the spaceship, Winston and Torbjörn had already done a final check on it.

Winston regretted having to stay on the ground.He muttered that any of Overwatch's big events wouldn't bring him along, that he was always the one left waiting for news.After speaking, he felt a little ominous again, and hurriedly stuffed a banana into his mouth, almost choking on it.

"You have to be careful all the way." He urged vaguely.In the end, only he, DVA, and Reinhardt were left. The spaceship’s load was limited, and all those wearing heavy armor had to watch the others board the spaceship with envious eyes.Morrison told them that if they did not respond by the appointed time, they should immediately evacuate the Gibraltar monitoring station and wait for the next step.

The spacecraft was launched at the scheduled time.Reinhard watched the spacecraft take off in the monitoring room, full of anxiety.He only hoped that the final plan would be successful, and that when the sun rose early in the morning the day after tomorrow, he could see Anna and their daughter again who had just been lost and recovered.

Night fell. Ten hours later, Overwatch's spacecraft will dock with the United Nations headquarters.Everything will start from then, reopening the curtain.

After the spacecraft entered the established orbit, everyone unfastened their seat belts.The new type of spacecraft can simulate the gravity environment of the earth. Now they don't have to wear bulky and inconvenient spacesuits to float in the air like astronauts a century ago, and they can walk as freely as on the ground.

Athena sent word that everything was in plan.The surrounding atmosphere was a bit dignified. For many people, this was not only their first time flying into space, but also the first time they participated in such controversial actions.

Anna knows that often the most effective way to reduce task anxiety is to make everyone realize that planning is safe.Let them trust their commander, and then they can devote themselves to the battle without distraction, and complete the tasks set by each person.

She came to Morrison.Everyone, including her, followed the former Overwatch commander and participated in this operation out of absolute trust in him.At this moment, there is no one better suited to inspire people than him.

"Jack," she said, "I have a small question. If you don't mind, can you explain to everyone how you plan to dock with the United Nations headquarters spacecraft after meeting them later?"

She didn't expect Morrison to show a surprised look.Morrison then walked to the console.

"Athena, I thought you and Winston were responsible for this mission." He asked, "Didn't we launch it in the name of a weather research satellite? Normally, claiming to carry supplies and requesting a docking with a United Nations spacecraft, It shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

"Usually, that's true." Athena said with a pleasant face, "However, the United Nations spacecraft is now on a return mission, and they no longer accept any form of material docking. This reason may not work."

Hearing Athena's words, Morrison froze on the spot for a moment.He looked around, and it seemed that everyone present had heard the conversation.

He was about to ask Athena to contact Winston to ask if there was any backup plan, when suddenly, a figure appeared in the center of the control room.

It was a young girl with an exaggerated punk hairstyle and dyed the ends of her hair purple.She was wearing a short suit and tight trousers for easy mobility, and a miniature dildo hanging from her waist.

"Be careful!" Hanzo was the first to spot her figure.He instinctively pulled Genji who was standing in front of him behind him, drew his bow and set his arrows, and stared at the person who appeared suddenly.

"Who are you?" he asked. "What is your purpose?"

"Oh, relax, handsome Dongfang. I'm here to help you."

The girl smiled and walked towards Morrison with light steps.Anna also frowned, staring at her nervously.There was a dangerous aura about this girl, no one knew when she came to the spaceship, nor did she know what method she used to avoid everyone's eyes.But since she has the guts to appear in front of everyone, she must have her own plan.

"I knew that there would be times when you needed me, so I didn't invite me here, please forgive me."

She looked at Morrison with a smile, her eyes shifted, and she suddenly looked at Reyes, who had already stood aside:

"Long time no see, buddy, don't you miss me?"

Death smiled.He walked over, completely dressed in a pitch-black uniform, with a pair of eyes staring deeply at the suddenly approaching shadow under the mask:

"So, can I understand that you don't plan to continue working for Talon?"

The black shadow put on an exaggerated face, and finally shrugged helplessly:

"After I discovered the true colors of their masters, I lost interest. Who made me naturally indulgent and unrestrained in love of freedom? I practiced hacking for so long, not to be a government servant."

Reyes briefly introduced Sombra to everyone.For a while, everyone looked much more excited.After all, her arrival can solve the biggest problem they face, and with the addition of a superb hacker, the whole mission will have a little more chance of winning.

"Besides, believe it or not,"

The shadow stared at the dot on the screen representing the spaceship of the United Nations Headquarters, recalling his devastated