Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1353: The Hidden Black Hand

Mexico, Cancun.

General Blücher has been fidgeting for the past two days. After Ryan's team set off, there was no news, as if they disappeared without a trace. Theoretically, the special warfare team will find a way to come back after the mission is over, but if something unexpected happens, Your Excellency the General is also responsible for sending a ship to meet it.

Before Ryan's team set off, the general asked how to respond in case of an accident? As a result, the six members of the team sniffed extremely contemptuously, and Lieutenant Colonel Ryan even said: "If there is any situation that even we can't deal with, then I don't even count on you, General."

This is definitely looking down on people, but General Blücher really can only bear it, who makes him short of breath at this moment. The general himself felt that he was still a hero, but he was just unlucky to meet a brave and ruthless guy like Victor Hugo.

In fact, Blucher didn't really care about the safety of Ryan's team, he just cared about the progress of the team's mission. The foundation of the Cancun base is still there. As long as the personnel and equipment are replenished, Your Excellency General can still make a comeback.

Thinking that even Diego, who had turned into a zombie, could become the president of Mexico with the support of Enclave, Blücher felt that he could be the president of Cuba at any rate. If Victor Hugo dies, Cuba will be in total chaos. Your Excellency the General also expects to land in Cuba quickly to pick up some bargains.

You must know that the Aurora Legion is governed quite well in Cuba. With a territory of 100,000 square kilometers and a high-quality population of one million, it is recognized as the third strongest force in America. I don’t know how many people are extremely envious of this.

Unable to contact Ryan's team, Blucher contacted the Enclave's Ministry of Defense in the name of facilitating rescue in case of an accident.

As a result, President Corning of the Enclave personally replied to him—Your Excellency Blucher, you don't need to worry too much. Ryan Squad is a super-powerful special forces unit, enhanced by the most advanced technology of our Enclave. Sending this trump card means that victory is already waving to us.

General Blücher was speechless when he said that he was sure of victory. He knew that Ryan's team must be elite, but there were only six people in the team. How powerful could it be? He euphemistically reminded that Ryan's number is limited, in case his whereabouts are exposed and he is surrounded by heavy soldiers...

"Hahaha..." A cabinet meeting was being held in President Enclave's office, and President Corning, who was sitting at the top, was obviously in a great mood. He laughed happily after receiving the telegram note from the chief of staff, "A certain friend of mine is actually worried that this operation will fail."

The Enclave's Minister of Defense, Minister of Finance, Minister of Foreign Affairs and others sat in the venue. These people sat upright one by one, responding to the president's laughter one after another. On the contrary, sitting in the lower corner was a casually dressed white man who didn't respond to the president's laughter.

The lazy white man had a face as pale as a dead man's. The bare skin of his hands had bulging blood vessels, and his complexion was very poor. At first glance, he looked extremely old. The blood vessels are ordinary, but occasionally the blood vessels will pulsate, as if something is moving along the blood vessels.

This lazy white man is too weird, and the people in the venue are not willing to look at him directly. Instead, President Corning, who was sitting at the other end of the long table, took the initiative to ask him: "Professor Osborne, how do you think we should answer to reassure this Mr. Blucher?"

The lazy white man curled his lips in disdain, "Don't talk to idiots, or your IQ will drop. I just showed you the powerful abilities of new era fighters, and they are more powerful than the first generation of mutants before us. This will change us Compared with the strength of the Brotherhood of Steel."

This made President Corning nod again and again, but the Minister of Defense beside him couldn't help complaining: "Professor Osborne, are you sure that your second-generation enhancement method has no sequelae? You must know that the mutants and zombies you created can kill We have suffered."

As human mutants, mutants and zombies are already recognized as two major scourges. Their terrifying appearance and abilities are chilling. Almost everyone thought that this was the radiation mutation caused by the nuclear bomb washing the ground, but they didn't expect it to be man-made.

"Without the large-scale experiments of the first generation of mutants and zombies, how can there be the birth of the second generation of super soldiers?" The lazy white man continued to express his disdain, "You should be grateful for the end of the world, for this world where biochemical experiments can be carried out at will.

You, as my patrons, are all entitled to the physical enhancements I provide. You are all over the age of fifty, but how can it be enough just to hold power? A young body is more attractive to you! "

The venue was a little awkward. After a few seconds of silence, President Corning broke the silence and said: "Professor Osborne, we all recognize your talent very much. But you must ensure that your experiment is controllable, and products such as mutants must not appear .”

The lazy white man snorted and sneered, his fingers slid across his neck and touched a bright silver ring, "Aren't you just wearing this restraint ring for me because you were afraid that my experiment would get out of control? There are only two, and you actually use it on me."

The ring around the lazy white man's neck is exactly the same as the restraint ring that Zhou Qingfeng put on Valena's neck. President Corning also said frankly: "Professor, if it weren't for your willful actions, we would not have treated you like this. You asked for it yourself."

The lazy white man sneered again: "Instead of worrying about me, don't worry about my missing student. Nova has too many secrets, and she must be captured. Even if she can't be captured, she must be executed. She is so capable. It's too dangerous, but you have never taken her seriously."

President Cornyn really seemed indifferent to the reminder of the lazy white man. He laughed and said: "We have been tracking Nova's whereabouts, but only the biochemists staying in the biochemical laboratory are in danger. Even if she is still alive, she should be on the run. No top laboratory can Let her use her talent."

The indifference of the President made the lazy white man suddenly angry. He shouted loudly: "Aurora Legion has a very good biochemical laboratory, and the treatment needles they made are ironclad proof."

"So we accepted your suggestion to suppress and eradicate the Aurora Legion." President Corning shrugged, saying that everything is under control and there is no need to worry too much.

The lazy white man shut his mouth, and let out a low growl of dissatisfaction in his throat. But the meeting came to an end, a group of senior officials left one after another, and even the lazy white man had to get up and walk out of the meeting place.

The last of the presidential valet went to a television set in the venue and turned it off. And before it went black, a battle video of Ryan's team was playing repeatedly on the screen. The performance of the Ryan team in the video can only be described as weird and scary.

Nearly two thousand kilometers away, the real Ryan team is still lurking in the wilderness near the thermal power station. The six people were divided into three groups and occupied different positions not far apart, peeking at the defense system of the thermal power station from multiple angles. They are waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

But suddenly, Ryan, who had been in an invisible state, turned his head and looked around, and said to himself: "There is something wrong with the defense of this thermal power station. I feel like I'm being targeted."

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