fuck you little bastard

【Chapter 6】You are the most special person

Outside Hydra's base is a circle of dense shrubs. The numerous branches and leaves obscure the bright moonlight tonight. The US military hides in the dark, quietly waiting for the time to come.

Bucky crouched in a patch of grass with his teammate in his arms holding the shock|gun. An uneasy premonition still lingered in his heart. This uneasiness became more and more obvious since three days ago. That was the last time he contacted Enders. The other party only checked The finalized plan lost the news, and his intuition told him that something happened to Enders.But even so, he didn't tell anyone about it. The trust he had in Enders since he was a child made it hard for him to believe that the other party would let the plan fail. He was worried about the situation of Enders.

That bastard never cared about his own safety. Howard once complained to him that Enders would never let a military doctor check his injuries every time he came back from a mission. It was a medical miracle that he was alive and kicking.

Enders didn't know they thought so, he valued his life.After all, rebirth is not a frog jumping around the street.

Vampires have a powerful self-healing ability. Those injuries that ordinary people seem to be very serious are really nothing to him. If you let him sleep for four or five days, even the injuries that run through the body can be recovered by half .

This kind of perverted self-healing power is really known, every minute is the rhythm of being sliced, besides, he doesn't want to have this kind of experience of waking up with only one breath left, besides, his wife is still here ~(//▽//)~

But the current situation of Enders is probably not much better than being sliced. Schmidt was troubled by the instability of the new power, and indeed he did not take any action, but the group of lunatics in the laboratory reported on time every day.

According to the test report, his blood contained unknown toxicity, and the extracted substance could not be preserved for a long time. They tried to dilute it and inject it into the experimental body, but all of them died of exploding, blood vessels ruptured, internal organs damaged, Such bizarre experimental results made them completely clueless.

They began to be dissatisfied with this kind of experiment without progress, and some people turned their attention to Enders' body, and maybe they would get different results from the ontology research.

Enders was injected with various unknown medicines, and a large amount of blood was taken out every day, and his body was forced to enter a dormant state. The pain caused by his own power's rejection of external factors continued to erode his consciousness, and he automatically blocked everything from the outside world. Contact, trying to repair the damaged body.

Enders felt that he was sinking continuously in the deep sea. Every part of his body and every nerve was under great pressure, and his mind was in chaos.

All kinds of experiences in the previous life played back in his mind like a movie.

The darling of God who fell into the Lord of Darkness, the abandoned and barren continent...

He heard someone calling him...

"My child..."

"Master Anders..."

"His Majesty the Prince..."

"My lord..."

The noisy voice made Enders more and more irritable, sharp fangs cut through his lower lip, the overflowing blood exuded a seductive smell, and a beast-like growl came out of his throat.

<Enders! >

Suddenly, a vague voice came from a distance, and it became clearer and clearer. It seemed to come to him through time and space, and comforted his whole world.

Enders opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaved rapidly, his still heart started beating again, his empty eyes gradually became bright as the blood color faded.

He laughed in a low voice, low and hoarse, but mellow and intoxicating like fine wine.

<Enders! Can you hear me?>

[Ah, you really are the most special... It's even more impossible to let you go... My... baby...]

Endera said this in the lingua franca of Alans, and Bucky didn't understand a word.

<What's the meaning? >

[Well, I think what you mean. ]

<...Be serious. 〉Bucky was helpless, he said worriedly: 〈Are you ok?what happened to you >

［Nothing, I can solve it by myself, my darling will inform you that there will be a full-scale attack 7 minutes after the base alarm sounds, and before that, arrange for someone to go to the warehouse in the southwest to meet the doctor. ]

<Yessir, promise to complete the mission! >

Enders chuckled, telling him to be careful not to hurt himself.

<The same to you. >

The other party's response made Bucky's heart that had been hanging in half, and he temporarily suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

Enders propped himself up on the bed, staggered a few steps and then stood still, pressing his sore forehead.

I don't know what those lunatics injected him with, which made him awaken his bloodline ahead of time, but it might take some time to fit his body. The strength of this body can't withstand the impact of bloodline power.

He walked towards the closed mechanical door and pressed his hands on it.

"Hey! Look! Whatishedoing?"

A soldier in the monitoring room pointed to one of the small screens and asked.

"He wants to open that door? Haha! It's impossible..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the picture on the screen in shock ∑(?°?△?°|||)︴

"Are you kidding!!!?"

Enders pushed aside hard, his fingers sinking into the door wall, forcefully pulling the airtight door open enough for a person to pass through.

The ear-piercing siren echoed in the passage, he looked at the patrol team running towards him ahead, the tip of his bright red tongue licked the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes were full of bloodthirsty and excitement, his fingertips pierced his chest, his beating heart was The feeling of shattering in his palm fascinated him.

"You really surprise me, Mr. Barnes."

Enders flung the corpse from his hands, blood slid down his arm and formed a small puddle at his feet, and he turned around.

Schmidt looked at him in a daze, what words should be used to describe, those red and black pupils, deep and breathtaking, seemed to be gestating an irresistible storm, the corners of the eyes were full of frost Shocked, just one glance is enough to make people sink.

"Inconceivable! Powerful! Perfect! Mr. Barnes, you have amazing strength, but you are doing hard work for the US military that does not match your strength. You should be the one standing on top of the world. Follow me! You will gain endless wealth and power!"

"You, do, dream!" Enders kicked the dagger that fell to his feet and kicked at him.

The speed of the dagger was so fast that Schmidt had no time to dodge it completely. The sharp blade slashed across his cheek, leaving a deep bone scar, and then sank into the wall behind him.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood gushing out of his face. The bright red liquid was not obvious on the red back of his hand, but the pain on his face reminded him of the gap in strength.

"One day, Mr. Barnes, your power will be used by me!"

Schmidt's figure disappeared around the corner. There were rumbling explosions, the ground shook, and dense cracks appeared on the surrounding walls. The base was about to collapse.

Enders turned and walked out. He felt that every cell in his body was screaming, and the awakening of bloodline caused the power in his body to be disordered.

The scene in front of him was blurred. He leaned against the tree trunk to barely support his weak body, and his eyes fell into the distance without focus.

The soaring flames lit up the dark sky, red as blood.

Colonel Phillips hurried towards him, frowning after seeing his situation clearly, too bad!His whole body was soaked in blood, and his face was terribly pale. He casually ordered two soldiers, "You two, hurry up and help him!"

"No, I can still walk. Colonel, I have made great achievements this time. I don't want the reward. I just have a request. Next time, can you not assign me such a long-term task? Miss my brother."

(——╬) Colonel Phillips looked at him bitterly, "Is now the time to discuss this kind of thing! Go and drive the car over and lift this kid up!"

"Colonel, my brother is here too, I..."

"Okay!" Colonel Phillips pressed his sore forehead and told the soldiers beside him, "Go and call Sergeant Barnes over." Turning around and looking at him, he said, "Are you satisfied with this? Are you satisfied?" The kid is so messed up! I remember when I released the mission, I specifically emphasized that you should put your own safety first! Can't you let me save myself?"

"I'm fine, don't worry too much."

With his support, Enders sat in the army car, leaned on it in a more comfortable position, and said with a smile, "Give this car to me and my brother, we haven't seen each other for almost five years."

Colonel Phillips: (:з」∠)_

"This is my private car!"

Enders: (^_^)

"...All right, all right, here you are! I'll take another car. You're the only one who dares to negotiate terms with me in the entire military department. When you recover from your injury, I won't give you a hard drill." pause!"

"Colonel! Have you found Enders!" Bucky asked hurriedly, panting slightly.

I wanted to say something to teach this restless brat a lesson, but seeing the worry on his face, Phillips swallowed his words and patted him on the shoulder: "In the car, take care of yourself." Take care of him."

"Yes! Colonel!"

Seeing him quickly open the car door and get in, Phillips shrugged his shoulders. Are young people so impetuous now? Haven't seen each other for five years? Do you need to rush so impatiently? It's so unsteady!You have to practice hard!