Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

All members of the assault team were sitting in the conference room. Just now they sent the archer into the isolation area to ensure that he could not pose any threat in the next 24 hours.

Anonymous was called by the head of the State Security Bureau and didn't know what to say. Before leaving, Natalia held him back.

"Thank you." Natalia said calmly.The female agent sincerely thanked Unregistered for rescuing the archer, but her own doubts about Unregistered did not fundamentally disappear. This is probably due to the professionalism of the spy.

Anonymous just nodded, he knew that Natalia didn't need his polite reply.She said thank you just because she wanted to express this meaning herself.

Your own response is not important.

The 24-hour observation period was over, and the raiders, except the archer, who was still unconscious, were out of the quarantine area.

Stephen's expression was complicated, and his always resolute eyes were a little shaken.Even if he sat directly opposite, he didn't dare to look Anton in the eyes.

He almost forcibly smashed Anton's helmet.what's nextHe didn't dare to imagine Anton dying in his hands.

Perhaps those anti-superhero works are not wrong, I am no different from those monsters, and violence does not bring comfort to anyone.

It was rare for the mercenaries not to leave after the incident, and this time no one was in the mood to criticize his way of fighting regardless of civilian casualties.In fact, even if the raiders needed his help for the first time in the past, he would be lectured by the captain after the time was up, and then he couldn't stand it and slipped away immediately.

"Big-breasted sweetheart of America!" he yelled in a tone that could be called over-the-top.In fact, it's not that the mercenary has no respect for the captain who shoulders the belief of the entire country, but it's just hidden in his heart and he doesn't want to show it.

Of course, he still couldn't help seeing the hero he admired since he was a child so depressed.How should I put it, if you are bullied, you will be bullied, the mercenary dad is afraid that his head will blow up?

"Mercenary." Steve didn't have the strength to deal with the mercenary's inappropriate jokes, and he couldn't even put a smile on his face.He knew that his state was wrong, but he couldn't crawl out of the quagmire of guilt at all.

So the mercenary, who recognized the guilty look, gave him a hand, in his own irritating way.

"I heard that fans call you sweetheart, the sweet and greasy kind. I don't like eating it at all. After all, why should I eat you?" Jealous of you, I heard that you are the number one dream girl of American girls."

Anton let out a soft snort of disapproval.

"Why on earth! Brother is much stronger than you, and he can also travel through parallel universes—last time I remembered that in your character design, there was no [Captain God is so omnipotent]."

The mercenaries continued to chatter, but Stephen's eyes became clearer and brighter.He spoke suddenly, interrupting the mercenary.

"I'm sorry." He glanced at everyone, and finally settled on Anton, apologizing directly, and his expression became firm.As the leader of the raider team, this time it was his poor decision-making and underestimation of the enemy's capabilities that led to this farce.

Never shirk responsibility, this is probably the unique demeanor of the commando captain. His bravery is not only reflected in the battle, but also perfectly interpreted in his own personality charm.

"Ah, I'll put the blame on that gay purple guy." Anton continued to look at his tablet indifferently, but quietly retracted his legs on the table, and stopped pointing the soles of his shoes at the captain. .

The captain's smile was truly dazzling, and the mercenary decided to retreat into the shadows and be his little mouse.

"Thank you." Stephen watched the mercenary huddled up on the chair, trying to develop new shrinking mutant abilities, a little bit dumbfounded.

"What? I'm hearing hallucinations again. What did you say in the little yellow box—I'm sorry, this is not a comic. I messed up the characters..." The mercenary stared blankly at the ground and muttered to himself.

"Thank you, mercenary, for your help." The commando captain looked at the stiff figure of the mercenary and said sincerely.Anton Jinhong also nodded reluctantly.

mercenary--

The mercenary fled, as if there was a Tyrannosaurus rex chasing him.

On the other side of the base, Anonymous was ushered into a spacious office, completely unaware that the mercenaries were staging a life-and-death escape.

"National Security Bureau thanks you for your help." The director first expressed his gratitude in a formulaic manner. He crossed his hands and placed them on the table, obviously wanting to have a politically correct dialogue with Anonymous.

It's a pity that Unknown doesn't like this kind of twists and turns at all. When he confronted Natalia for the first time, he decided to do so.

"Many people said thank you to me today." He replied flatly, with his right hand habitually touching the gun on the right side of his belt.In order to show sincerity, the National Security Bureau did not confiscate his weapon this time, but according to his observation, there are at least three perfect positions for sniping outside the window, which can make a hole in his head while he draws his gun.

"But it doesn't include the family members of those ordinary people." The director really understood what he meant, directly cut to the topic, and mentioned the civilians killed by mercenaries.

It is obviously impossible to explain the truth to the mercenary. Even if he knows that the mercenary fired the shot, the director will choose to pretend not to know and put the blame on the unnamed head.

"There are no ordinary people in this world, not when they pick up a knife and rush at me." Of course, the only favorite of Anonymous is the frying pan.

"That was not of their own volition."

"What a coincidence, I didn't kill them out of my own will."

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, not showing the slightest bit of guilt, and the director was speechless.In a sense, the order to attack did originate with the NSA.

But can it be the same as mind control?It really doesn't make sense at all.

"Is the really unlovable corpse entrusted to you for research?" Unknown chose to help him break through this doomed stalemate, and switched the topic to what he really cared about.

He learned that in the real world, it is very important to be buried in the ground, and friends and relatives will also pay great attention to the disposal of corpses.

"Please rest assured that this will be properly handled." The director said that there is another way of dealing with it in this world, which is called dedicating oneself to scientific research. "I noticed that you still call Mr. Zizi by his Christian name."

"Really not being cute is the enemy, does it have anything to do with him being my friend—a dead friend?" Unknown felt that his logic was flawless.In the past in the game, he also made friends with the enemies who were killed on the opposite side many times, and it was not that he did not match friends in random games.

That must not be soft-handed.

"No, of course not."

Anonymous probably has a weird definition of a friend, and the Director of National Security clarified his guess.In the unnamed concept, killing a friend is not difficult for him to accept, and it is even a bit commonplace.

This kind of mental state reminded the director of Natalia who had just joined the National Security Bureau. The female agent who came out of the assassination organization also had a period of confusion and didn't know right from wrong.

The anonymous meeting is a great help, but until he confirms that his three views are not a big problem, the director will not trust him to do anything, let alone invite him to join the Assault Squad.Today he can kill Mr. Zizi casually, but will it be the turn of the National Security Bureau another day?

He dared not take the risk on behalf of the country.

Coming out of the office of the Director of Homeland Security, without a name and not knowing where he was going, he started wandering the corridors.I was too concerned about it just now, and even forgot to ask the director of national security where I had to go.

Just as he was wandering, Unnamed encountered a man who looked like a special soldier, and he was about to turn sideways to avoid it, but the man suddenly stopped in front of him and stopped him in the corridor.The agents who came and went around saw this scene, and they only cast a hasty glance. No one paid much attention to it, and they all seemed to know that person.

"Hello?" Unnamed looked at the other party suspiciously, his face didn't look very friendly, he was wearing a bulletproof vest, obviously he had just returned from a certain mission, and he was extremely evil.

Who is this person from the National Security Bureau?

"Please come with me, Captain Roger has something to tell you." The unqualified spy Bones looked up and down the unnamed, this suspicious person who made all the Avengers feel uncomfortable.

Unnamed suddenly appeared at the base of the evil organization, and someone above specifically asked him to pay more attention to his situation, and if possible, to use it for his own use. Whether it is used as a combat force or as an experimental material, it all depends on whether the unnamed person cooperates. .

Bones itself is also very interested in this person who doesn't seem to have any super powers, but his fighting skills are inhuman, and there is no trace of existence in the archives.

Yes, the unqualified spy Bones, the captain of the commando team, almost the second in command of Captain Roger, is actually a member of an evil organization, code-named Bones.

Long live the evil organization, the red bald leader is also handsome today, but the bones are still a little fan.

The agent sent by the director of national security to take over the unnamed agent didn't know that he had been intercepted, but he couldn't find anyone near the director's office.

Probably went to hang around somewhere else, and the agents were not very worried. After all, there are not a few well-trained agents in the base, and the commando leader is here today, so there is no reason to cause any trouble.

The director of the National Security Bureau didn't make a hard rule. The general idea was to ask her to send him back to the apartment when he was about to leave. Now it seems that it can be later.