Chapter 708: 6 Smart, Forbearing, Calm, and the Most Important Thing Is to Be Bald!

Chapter 708 6. Smart, patient and calm, the most important thing is to be bald!

The City of Hope, the headquarters of the Council of Hope, sounds like a scribbled name that took seconds to make a decision.

Maybe those bastards hope to use this to pin their good expectations for the world, or it is a trick to cover up their evil intentions. In short, there is nothing special about this city that attracts Mason.

But there are still some characteristics about this city that the chief captain likes very much.

For example, it is built on the basis of New York City. Although the council has made drastic repairs to the ground part of the city and demarcated different functional areas, the underground part has been ignored and maintained in its original state.

Especially the intricate sewers and the long-abandoned subway section are like the blood vessels of a city hidden under the earth, which extend in all directions, enough to connect to every corner of the city.

The premise is that you will not get lost in these complex maze-like underground tunnel systems. As long as you have a sufficiently sophisticated map, then these tunnels that used to mean danger and darkness can become your kingdom.

The good news is that Mason has the complete map in mind.

The even better news is that the council didn't make any changes here, but simply blew up some nodes roughly, so that the captain didn't even need to fine-tune his position, and he could easily and quickly get close to the activities of the underground rebels marked by the arbitral tribunal. area.

Judging from the surrounding environment, these rebels have been here for a long time.

This seems to indicate that the council is in a state of "paralysis" in cleaning up its headquarters, but considering that the quality of the rebels in various worlds is uneven, and this is still the old nest of the council, Mason can basically be sure , it's not that the council can't eradicate these guys, but that they don't think it's necessary.

It is a rather hopeless career plan to engage in resistance under the eyes of the headquarters. If this group of people is swept away with a thunderbolt, sooner or later another group will stand on the top of the mountain.

It's better to leave them to supervise in secret, just like planting leeks and waiting for them to grow and germinate, and then wield the sickle when the gains are gratifying.

"Trapping" isn't a great strategy anytime, but most of the time it's very useful.

"Wang~"

The Amazon War Hound led by Harry sniffed the east and west of the dark tunnel, and then let out a deliberately suppressed neigh, which was to indicate the direction to his owners.

Although the three of Mason didn't need this kind of primitive tracking method to help them lock the target, but when the dog went back to his old job, he should be encouraged instead of punished.

So the three people with the three dogs followed the dog's instructions and turned at the fork in front of them, as if they were trekking in a maze that would never end.

Mason sees it as a relaxing excursion.

From time to time, he was in a happy mood and made some jokes and jokes with Harley and Quinn. Although it was not very subtle, the two cuties still cooperated with each other and smiled. This scene was very similar to a family with a strange relationship going out outing.

To be honest, Mason's mental state has been maintained at a fairly good level after the stars were overthrown and the old devil was knocked out. Although this trip is the end, it is actually more like the fulfillment of a wish in his heart.

The subsistence allowances that the event has progressed smoothly to the end have already been eaten anyway, and no matter how you fight next, you will win. In this case, if a person has no pressure, what is the difference from being carefree?

"What if we find them?"

Harley led the dog and carried his Isu artifact baseball bat, which glowed in the dark to illuminate the surroundings, without even torches or lighting devices.

She asked Mason in a low voice, and the captain assembled an exquisite mother box device in his hand while walking, and replied casually:

"Talk to them first, and see what kind of things these rebels are plotting. Old A, the chief arbitrator, can pay attention and order the conquerors to dispatch the bandits. I can guess that what these guys are planning must go beyond The usual little fights.

Starting a rebellion in the heart of the enemy sounds great, although without our strong intervention, the end of these guys may be quite miserable.

But now is not the time to tremble.

I just want to gain insight into their thoughts and plans and see if they can be used by us. Although the goal is clearly Dum, if we can casually do something pleasant in this 'Heart of Darkness' world, then how can we use it? Why not do it for fun? "

"That's what it says."

Quinn, who was wearing a black combat leather jacket next to her, curled her lips and said to the little sweetheart:

"But the rebels who brought the two conquerors to find the weak chickens are afraid that they will scare them to death? Or, sweetheart, are you going to hand over these two guys as a certificate?"

"It's not impossible."

Mason glanced back at the vampire Batman and Ms. Becca who were sitting on the Mobius chair behind him. The mechanical chair had transformed into a "double seat", if not for the fact that both of them were restrained to weakness in different ways state, they will look very comfortable at this time.

But there was a meaningful light in the captain's eyes.

He stared at the vampire Batman, whose blood-red pupils had been avoiding the captain's too sharp gaze, and Mason snorted at this ghostly attitude.

He didn't say any more, and continued to move forward with the two cuties.

It was still two hours before dawn.

Mason decided to settle the matter before dawn. After all, he still had business to do tomorrow. The new identity arranged by the Mobius chair allowed him to freely enter the council headquarters. The captain did not intend to miss this opportunity to investigate the enemy camp himself Opportunity.

Think of it as a check-in at the last moment of a game, open the unopened map, clear the uncleared branch lines, maybe you can get a few surprises or something.

"Ahead!"

In the darkness, the hat on Mason's head suddenly opened to remind:

"You are targeted."

"Well, I feel it, this feeling of being aimed at the muzzle always makes my hair stand on end."

Mason nodded, put the unfinished alien mother box back into the bag, moved his shoulders and pulled out the Destiny pistol at his waist, swiped his fingers to rotate the cylinder, and put ordinary bullets into it with the quick loader , in the windy swing, the rotating cylinder was returned to its original position, and the next moment there was a glimmer of light dancing on the pistol.

That means the law of luck has been triggered, and these bullets have been given at least three strengthening effects.

This made the captain frowned. Under the surprised gazes of Harley, Quinn and the two prisoners, he threw out the bullet nest again and changed the bullet again. After turning on the reload three times, he nodded in satisfaction until there was no more light flickering.

"What is this doing?"

Beka in white couldn't help but sneered:

"Are you practicing some kind of evil witchcraft, you bastard? Praying that your bullet will kill everyone here in one shot?"

"No, quite the opposite."

Mason raised his pistol to aim at the body of water he perceived in the darkness, put his finger on the trigger, and explained to Becca:

"I'm just afraid that if you accidentally kill someone with too much power, then it will be very difficult to cooperate again. If the equipment is too good, it is also a problem. For this kind of live capture mission, you need some weapons with low deterrence. .

Therefore, whiteboard equipment actually has their magical effects. "

"boom"

The trigger is pulled and the bullet ejected.

With the blessing of quick draw, the captain emptied six bullets in one second, and the blessing of the causal pistol made him not worry about missing shots at all, but as a super player who has reached Lv10 in the non-stop war Marksman, Mason still chose to play tricks.

It was not a precise lock, and the bullets released from the chamber flew into the dark tunnel guarded by the rebels in a random manner. Six bullets hit the wall and the defenders were startled, but still Before they ridiculed the man who was blind with a carbine, the bullets hitting the wall entered the "ricochet" mode.

The kinetic energy bullets with modified warheads can bounce at least four times on different planes under Mason's amazing shooting skills, which means that his six bullets instantly fired a salvo of fire.

After the very melodious twenty-four violent ricochets ended, the tunnel in front of me was cleared.

No one died.

But all the guys were lying on the ground covering their wrists, necks or cheeks, ears and other non-lethal places. The paralysis effect attached to the bullets made these guys unable to even cry out in pain and warning.

"Wow woof!"

The three dogs were all let go of the reins, and the two brave Amazon war hounds rushed out roaring, but Wick's dog stayed beside Mason, not interested in the battle in front of him for a while.

This is also normal.

It's just an ordinary elegant, clingy and timid golden retriever, not the same as Luther and Luke's crazy batch of war hounds specially bred to cooperate with the Amazon female warriors' charge.

No matter how Luke and Luther lure it to join the battlefield together, how to describe how refreshing and pleasant it is to bite off the neck of the enemy, the big golden retriever will not choose to join it.

"Bring the dog back, don't really kill it."

Amidst the screams of howling ghosts and howling wolves sounded in the tunnel in front of him, Mason said something to the two cuties.

Harry whistled, and the two dogs rushed back obediently. By the way, they also took a few blood-stained explosion remote controls and obediently delivered them to their masters.

"The explosive device buried in advance can blow up all the surrounding tunnels once activated."

Mason glanced at the detonator and said:

"The production is quite exquisite. It seems that the leaders of these rebels are also well-hidden guys. Such a fierce resistance shows that we have found the right place.

Either this is their base camp, or they must be hiding something very important here.

Walk.

Go in and have a look. "

The captain walked into it immediately, and gave first aid to those unlucky ones who were still bleeding so as not to study too much, and then it was obvious that the place was reinforced with military-grade weapons, and there were even quite advanced defense robots. Patrol here, although the place is not big, but several doors are locked by mechanical devices.

After a few minutes of cleaning, Mason quickly opened one of them, and the underground warehouse was filled with all kinds of individual weapons and a huge amount of explosives.

This is the arsenal of the Rebels!

Even if only the explosives discovered in front of us can put one-fifth of Hope City into flames after reasonable use, these guys hiding in the sewers really want to do big things!

Either they intend to seize power by force, or they intend to drag the city to die together.

Although the methods were a bit rough, being able to achieve this level fully reflected the undying determination between these rebels and the council, which also satisfied the captain.

Being able to get so many contraband in the core area of ​​the council fully proves that these guys are really capable.

With the same goal and confirmed ability, such a partner is exactly what Mason needs when he came to the enemy camp alone. He walked out of the warehouse and came to a group of captured resistance fighters. The communication devices on them were taken away.

This thing has been encrypted multiple times and can only maintain a single-line connection, but this technology is not enough for Mason.

After a simple modification with the help of the Mobius chair, the two-wire connection was made. Then, the captain activated the communication and waited for the online response of the rebels amidst the beeping sound of the connection.

After calling four times in a row, the communication was finally connected when the fifth busy tone was about to hang up.

A blurry optical projection was played, and a guy sitting in the darkness appeared in front of Mason's eyes. He said hoarsely:

"Who are you?"

"Anyway, it's not the dog leg of the council."

Mason leaned against the box containing the explosives and said to the person in front of him:

"Come and meet, right here, we can talk.

Regarding what you are going to do, I am very interested in mixing it up. I have not hurt your people or touched your things, and I have no intention of reporting you. I think I have shown my sincerity.

Your Excellency the Rebel. "

The captain waved his finger, and the Mobius chair immediately started some kind of pixel repair program, so that the blurry picture in front of him was optimized frame by frame.

But the other party is obviously not easy to deal with, and the last layer of blurred vision cannot be cracked, but a certain feature exposed in front of him is enough for Mason to grasp the identity of the other party.

He stared at the guy who was silent in the dark. After the latter's projection was repaired, he could clearly see the other's shiny head in the dark.

Big bald head!

This feature alone is enough to infer many things.

After all, although many men are worried about hair loss, it is still rare to be able to go bald with such style and form such a force under the eyes of the council.

"We have nothing to do with you."

The man replied after a few seconds of silence:

"And what you want to discuss with us is too important. Before the mutual trust between the two parties has not been established, it is not a good choice to meet hastily, so I refuse.

If you really want to further cooperate with us, please show your sincerity again and release my subordinates, right? These are very brave and elite fighters, and their lives should not be wasted in a conflict without reason.

After my subordinates return to the organization, I will take the initiative to contact you. "

"Okay, Luther."

Mason waved his hand and said kindly:

"I'll do it, okay? Countless you in countless worlds have the same flaws, like distrusting people is not a good habit."

"Um?"

Luthor, the leader of the rebel army whose name was broken in one mouthful, obviously paused in the darkness. A second later, the lights were turned on there. It would be shameful to pretend to be a ghost when his identity has been found out.

The light swaggered down, allowing Mason to see the opponent's face clearly.

Compared with the two Luthers in the New Legion of Doom, this Luther is obviously older.

He was sitting in a wheelchair with a cane in his hand. Although he no longer had the vigor of his youth, the calmness and wisdom brought by the years still gave this guy an awe-inspiring aura that could not be ignored.

In addition, Mason also noticed that this Luthor has a kind of silent elegance in his gestures, which is completely different from other Luthors who advocate simplicity and efficiency.

Leaning on his cane, he stared at Mason and said:

"Your Excellency, please wait there, I'll be there right away."

After speaking, the communication was hung up.

Mason threw the communicator in his hand aside, stretched his waist and moved his body, and walked towards the tunnel outside the arsenal, while saying to Harley and Quinn:

"Hold here, I'll be back in a while. Luthor, who is decisive in killing, has already become murderous. It seems that I have to survive the killer he sent before I can see him.

And I already know his identity, he will definitely send the most powerful people.

Alas, I knew it would never be so tiring dealing with this bald man. "