The postman's boots tread through the gravel and rubble until she stepped on the pool of blood on the ground. [+New^^+The blood flowing under the oriental beast gathered into a small pond in the dust, and this crimson pond was still expanding.

She bent down and took off the mask from Lanius's face. The alloy mask was like a part of his face. The broken face under the mask was not as majestic as people imagined, but rather a little ordinary. Apart from the crisscrossing scars, she was just a man who was neither majestic nor ugly. Only those pairs of gray pupils had a cold spirit. Even if the brilliance of life had been lost from his eyes, it would not damage the powerful oppression of the look.

Twelve alloys hit the corners of the envoy's body, nailing him to the wall of cement steel bars. Even the superhuman physique could not dodge the shooting of armor-piercing bombs at this distance. The huge kinetic energy tore his huge body apart, and the strong muscles kept his body full of holes intact, but this was already the limit. The heavy armor could not save his life, and the essence of life was being lost in large quantities.

"He is dead!" Su Jing shouted to the sky.

"Ranius is dead!!"

This sentence is like a spell, and every place where the sound spreads, it falls into a strange silence.

Su Jing crossed the postman, picked up the mask in the pool of blood, and threw it high into the sky. Just as the mask reached the allowance of gravity, a bullet hit its center of gravity, causing it to fly again. One after another, the bullet hit the outline of the mask, just like a skilled player rushing the ball, accurately shooting the alloy mask in mid-air and jumping. From a distance, you can only see a small black shadow in the air and the constantly splashing Mars.

With a loud breaking sound, a bullet finally broke through the critical point of the mask's strength. This notorious iron face was finally broken in mid-air and turned into several pieces of metal scattered.

Gaiqi blew the smoke from the muzzle and inserted the two pistols back into the skin sheath on the outside of her thigh.

Cheers gradually came from the west of the dam.

The gunshots were like accompaniment for this cheer, and began to ring. The soldiers of the NCR fired wildly regardless of their ammunition reserves. Many even opened fire blindly into the sky to vent their long-standing fear. Everyone recovered from despair. From thinking that their side would definitely lose, until they welcomed the hope of victory, suddenly, all the NCR soldiers felt that they were sure to win.

The members of the Legion were the opposite. These warriors who were united by faith and worship also lost their fighting spirit because of the collapse of faith. Ranius's defeat was like a miracle fall, the most ominous sign. After Ranius' death, there was no longer a powerful person in the Legion able to unite this group that was united by force and strategy.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Su Jing turned his head and faced the messenger. He was wearing an ordinary mercenary outfit. The woman who messed up the wasteland stood straight like a flagpole, with her long white gold hair dancing in the wind in the dam, which made him think of Su Luo for a moment. The two had different appearances and figures, but their temperaments were extremely similar at this moment.

"I want to... build my own country." Eve said lightly, she took out a remote control device from her waist and pressed the button above. The Caesar Camp on the east bank of the Colorado River began to tremble, like the giant gods underground began to awaken, "retrieve what belongs to me. My memories. My dreams. My army."

“That was a very long and difficult road.”

"Yes." A smile appeared on the woman's face, both the violent and vicious that Su Jing had encountered, and a firmness that he had never known before. "I am going to walk the path that Caesar once walked. But my end is not his end, and my country is not his country. The destructive weapon born from him will also be buried by his blood."

"Do you want to stay here?"

"No. I will leave Vegas to its owner. This city is not my city. I... am just a passerby in the wilderness. I apologize to him for me. As a reward for postage, his army is half my own." Eve smiled mysteriously, "But before all events are over, I have one more thing to complete in the Mojave area."

"Give me my toys back."

"No," said the postman, and then activated the Invisible Boy, "Leave it to me as a souvenir. I will not be embarrassed with you anymore."

"I x!" Su Jing was amazed at her shamelessness.

The second Caesar Dam Battle came to an end.

The soldiers of the Caesar's Legion dissipated like a tide. The tired NCR soldiers did not have the strength to take advantage of the victory and pursued the war. The war went on all night and finally stopped fire at around 10 o'clock the next morning. In the NCR barracks, everyone saw the exhausted Adam.

"Speaking of this, why haven't you appeared? I thought you would come and take the lead." Su Jing teased.

"Fuck! I'm fighting the forwards of those legions!" Adam's arm and shoulders had several blades, and the doctor was pinching out a few bullets from him. "You are fighting with the special envoys over there, and the legion masters who missed me ran into me! I was alone with the terrain, and in the end I was almost killed by them with their lives... I was also afraid of these life-deserving people. If you hadn't killed Ranius in the end, my life might have really been here..."

"To be honest, if you can't beat it, you can actually jump into the river next to it. Although it's dozens of meters high, you shouldn't die with your physique." Gai Qi was leaning against a table to repair her mechanical prosthesis. After the Rocket Fist was made this time, the girl seemed to have had many more ideas and improved this prosthetic hand.

"It's a half-life even if you don't die!"

"Thank you for your help. After the power was turned on, General Oliver Lee said that he guaranteed that the president... would award you all the medals of "Honorary Citizens". Colonel Moore, with dark circles on his face, strode from outside the tent, first read out the official praises official, then rubbed his eyebrows, shook hands with Su Jing and Adam, and after hesitating for a while, hesitated without disturbing Gaiqi who was immersed in his own world.

"I also express my gratitude to you in the name of private. I have to admit that without the support of your Black Cross Caravan, we may not be able to defend the dam, and the strategy of the entire Republic in the Mohavi area would have to shrink... Well, I don't know where it will shrink, but I have to withdraw from this desert, which is probably the inevitable ending. In that case, our efforts and management over the years, all the young men who have thrown their blood on this land, and the agreements we once signed with the desert Rangers... have become nothing."

"Retreat may be the right choice." As soon as the curtain of the tent lifted up, an old man in a military uniform with a straight body walked in. The old man was dressed in a ranger's outfit and wrinkles on his face. He looked like he was almost sixty years old.

"Sergeant Hanlong." Colonel Moore nodded slightly and gave up his position.

"It's really... it's really a world for young people now." Hanlong, a former war hero, the spiritual leader and idol of the Rangers. This retired old man also appeared on the front line of the Hoover Dam last night, commanding the gathered Rangers. He rushed up several times when the NCR soldiers failed and retreated the army's invasion.

"I heard Kimball is going to give you medals? Don't treat that fool too much for a while. I have a dozen similar medals, but the retirement allowance will be higher." Hanlong took out a box of cigars, "Who smokes? Good goods."

"Sergeant Chief..." Colonel Moore wanted to speak but stopped. Because he was a war hero, he still tolerated the old man's willfulness.

"It's a pity that no one knows how to enjoy life." The old man lit a cigar and took a deep breath. "From the perspective of the battle, we won this time. From the perspective of the strategy, we drove away the legion cubs and took root completely here, which is also a good thing. But... I think everyone here will understand one thing. That is, we won this time by gambling, not by our own strength."

Colonel Moore once again wanted to speak.

"It's very simple. Without these young friends, we can't win at all."

"But we still won. Chief Sergeant." Colonel Moore reminded.

"Yes, but Colonel, have you ever thought about one thing? That is, we won the battle. But what afterwards? Oliver's coward who said nothing was promoted and made a fortune. Kimball, who supported him, would get the re-election he had always dreamed of. This fool was a genius speaker, a genius instigator, but he was a villain who had a son without an asshole, a cold-blooded politician who was purely in order to become an official and ignored the life of a soldier. Look at the foolish policies he had formulated after taking office. He turned the Republic into a country that was clamoring for expansion of territory and was purebredism. To be honest, compared to the beasts on the opposite side, Kimball's food was better than Caesar."

"Master Sergeant, these are probably not something we can discuss..." Colonel Moore began to hold his hands in his chest uneasy.

"What you want to say is that our victory has strengthened Kimball's political status?" Adam asked with his face straight.

"Yes."

"You want to...?"

"I think you are not here just for venture capital." Sergeant Hanlong turned his head with a point of view and signaled the robots and armed guards outside. "Those guys, for a commercial company, have a bit too strong firepower. For me, this level of armed forces is only available to major forces that are separatist. And they have to be high-end major forces, such as the drug dealers of the Khan Gang, who will never get these good things."

"The wasteland is full of dangers, and we have to have something to defend ourselves." Adam began to practice Tai Chi.

"Don't play with me these twists and turns. I've talked to your girl, and she missed her mouth after a few words. To be honest, I admire her very much." Commander Hanlong put the cigar off on the table, "What do you think? Moore?"

"You're talking about Cassidy? Her heroic behavior last night had spread, and I admire her very much. She is a good woman, and she is blameless in personality." Colonel Moore frowned, "Hanlong, what do you want to say?"

"I want to work with you to push that woman up." Hanlong showed up, "I think I still have some influence in the military. Oliver's idiot is a good player in competing for merit, but his alliance with Kimball is too dangerous for this country. These two selfish ghosts will bring NCR into the abyss. How about it? Moore, if you agree with this, we can join forces to impeach Oliver and shake Kimball's foundation. Sharon Rose and Cassidy may be a better candidate. It is not this time, maybe the next one. If we start working hard now."

"You want me to join you... against Oliver?" Colonel Moore frowned tightly, "No, this is too..."

"Then let's bet." Hanlong's chief sergeant spread his wrinkled palms, "Let's bet. When the war news is announced, will the flatterer Oliver take all the credit for himself and attribute the victory to his unremitting command... and these heroes of the Black Cross may not be mentioned in a single word."

"Um..." Colonel Moore's expression also struggled. As the military chief of this base, she knew better than anyone else about what an unreliable commander Oliver Lee was. However, the soldiers' stereotyped thinking circuit made it difficult for her to follow Han Long's way of thinking outside the military system. This old man always liked to use some strange tricks.

Su Jing, who was leaning in the corner, suddenly stood up and sighed, "I think it's not that much trouble. I'm afraid it's not that bad news. I observed a tragedy before I reported the remote sensing camera I placed in the desert. Did General Oliver transfer the command center to the first-line camp last night?"

"What do you mean?" Han Long's white eyebrows moved slightly.

"Well, after hearing the news of the victory of the Guards, it seemed that General Oliver wanted to move the command back. However, a group of unknown combat robots had just attacked their troops on the road, and there were no casualties in the rest, that was General Oliver himself was burned to ashes."

"Um..." The commander of the Rangers glanced at Su Jing with his dizzy eyes, "Let's talk about it after the news is verified. If Oliver dies like this, it may be a good thing for Kimball. It can also create a tragic war hero."

"That won't." Su Jing looked at the beeping boy on his left wrist. "I have a clear premonition that Kimball won't sit on the presidential throne for more. His ass should be blown up."
Chapter completed!