Chapter 1359 Revising Cognition

When Ryan's team expressed their intention to start operations, Wade, who was a lurker, immediately left Revolution Square. In his opinion, since the special operations team took action, the success rate of the entire mission is extremely high.

Victor Hugo, who had just left in a hurry, didn't have too many security personnel around him, and being intercepted and killed was almost a foregone conclusion. Victor Hugo's prestige as the head of the legion is extremely high, but because it is too high, no one can replace him at all.

If the pillars collapse, the house will collapse immediately. Under such circumstances, Wade felt that he had to make some preparations for the chaos in Havana and the direction of the Legion in the future, and maybe he could also gain greater benefits from it.

Within a few minutes of leaving Revolution Square on foot, Wade heard intense gunfire from another block a few streets away, and the Chinese who had gathered in the square to parade became extremely agitated. He couldn't understand the yelling words of those people, but he could feel their anxious breath.

Victor Hugo is about to end, the Laser Corps is about to end, the whole of Havana, and the whole of Cuba will fall into the apocalypse again—Wade is not only not nervous or afraid, but feels inexplicably excited, because he is also in this historic situation. The moment made a contribution.

It didn't take long for the gunfire to stop, but in a few minutes, there were suddenly a large number of policemen on the road. The whole of Havana suddenly went into a state of martial law.

The armored vehicles and tanks of the armed forces came out, and vehicles with loud horns began to roam the streets, warning all unrelated people not to go out, and pedestrians had to stop on the side of the road and wait for inspection. The whole city was devastated.

This made Wade a little uneasy. He originally wanted to connect with each other and win over a force. But the police on the street pushed him to the side of the road indiscriminately—no movement, no walking, no whispering, and anyone who disobeyed would be shot immediately.

This sudden situation is helpless. Facing the gunpoint, Wade had no choice but to stand on the side of the road with a large number of pedestrians. He originally thought that this was just a temporary move by a powerful person in a certain legion, and that chaos would still come after a while.

But wait and wait, the whole city is still very calm.

Not far from Wade, there is a checkpoint set up by the Army Armored Corps. It is the Second Battalion of the Guards, and it is a unit dominated by Americans from Baltimore more than a year ago. This force has recently been expanded into a regiment, headed by Ernst Rohm, who followed Victor Hugo in the early days.

This army is an outlier among the whites, because it once lived and died in Baltimore with the regiment commander, and has a high sense of honor and loyalty. However, Wade feels that if the situation in Havana changes drastically, there is still a chance to win over this white army.

After thinking about it again and again, Wade decided to take some risks and get close. Maybe the army's thinking is chaotic now, so he can win them over with a shock of the tiger's body?

Gathering up his courage, Wade walked from the side of the road to the checkpoint. The soldiers at the checkpoint obviously saw him slowly approaching, and the two sides looked at each other for a while, one was eager and the other was puzzled. But suddenly an officer appeared on the tank that formed the checkpoint, raised his hand and whistled to his subordinates...

This troop immediately gathered its formation and withdrew!

The tracks of the tank roared away from the street, destroying all the bricks on the ground. A policeman who was in charge of martial law came up and complained that the municipal government had to pay for road repairs.

Wait..., why do you still care about municipal affairs? Shouldn't you think about your future? Wade was stunned for a while, and finally asked loudly, "Hi, are you leaving now?"

The soldier on the tank lifted his tense look and said lazily, "The urban street combat exercise is over, you can go home."

exercise?

You are kidding me!

The troops were leaving, the police were complaining, and passers-by who had been forced to stand on the side of the road with Wade for two or three hours were also leaving. No restlessness, no dissatisfaction, not even a little panic.

How could this be?

The psychological quality of the people in this city is too good!

Wade didn't dare to ask about the situation randomly, but his original hope turned into full of doubts,

Until passing by a restaurant, the restaurant was playing news on the big screen hanging on the glass window to attract customers-under the personal command and arrangement of the wise legion leader, the legion cut off an enemy sabotage team sneaking into Havana with thunderous force, six people All enemy agents were captured or killed.

The display of tattered corpses, the complaints of our own casualties, and the display of enemy weapons and equipment all aroused the anger of the entire legion. In the tide of denunciation, Wade was like a lifeless dead tree, dumbfounded.

Didn't Ryan's team be the most elite special forces in the Enclave?

Isn't it said that Ryan's team is a special operator with super technology and enhanced equipment?

Doesn't it mean that the dispatch of the Ryan team means the destruction of the Aurora Legion?

Wade thought about the information he received when he accepted the mission, and only felt that he was cheated!

The Aurora Legion didn't name who was the instigator of this sabotage team in the news, but whether it's the people in the Legion or other forces in America, they all know what's going on?

The information was transmitted to the Brotherhood of Steel, and Herbert, who had just taken over the diplomatic work, seriously read the few words in the message many times. He changed his usual flirtatious expression, and in addition to instructing the intelligence personnel in Havana to continue tracking the relevant information, he also ran to David Lawrence's office himself.

"Your Excellency Commander, I want to apologize to you for my ignorance and arrogance." The fancy-dressed Herbert stood in front of the desk and bowed slightly, "About my respect for the Aurora Legion and Victor Hugo... …”

Before Herbert could finish speaking, David Lawrence behind the desk interrupted with a wave of his hand, and said in a calm tone: "I already know about Havana. I still have the same attitude. I support you to trouble that kid." , but don't let that kid's anger burn on yourself.

From what I know of Victor, he's not going to let this happen easily. Just wait and see, his revenge will come soon, and the Enclave will pay dearly for it. In fact, this matter is good for us and will greatly reduce the pressure we face. "

Herbert was very surprised by David Lawrence's calmness. This order was an attitude that he was accustomed to after suffering many blows. He was a little distraught, but he could only bow again to confess his crime, and stepped back a few steps to leave David Lawrence's office.

Walking out of the office door, Herbert felt that he was stuffed with words and questions. The guards at the door felt that the Minister of Foreign Affairs had a bewildering expression full of doubts, and seemed to have been aroused with great fighting spirit.

Herbert casually asked the guard, "Do you know Victor Hugo?"

"Of course." The guard replied quickly.

"Is he famous?"

"certainly."

"Is he still good?"

"certainly."

A series of events made Herbert take a deep breath, and he straightened his back and left again, but his heart was firmer.

On the other side in Houston, Professor Osborn had just concluded a special meeting of the Enclave Cabinet, and he received a briefing from the President's Office in his laboratory.

"All Ryan's people are dead?" Professor Osborne indifferently flipped through the information compiled by the intelligence agency, and asked a few words to the presidential entourage who came to deliver the information.

President Corning's attendant also said coldly: "Yes, no one in the entire team escaped. The President is very dissatisfied with this. You have spent a huge amount of resources on the organization, and the second-generation mutants who have been transformed by thousands of living experiments have no Strong as expected. They were easily wiped out."

"That only shows that you haven't given enough support." Professor Osborn casually shirked responsibility. Looking at some photos from Havana, he asked suspiciously, "Why is there no Ryan's body? He was captured?"

"I don't know the whereabouts of Ryan, but his team failed to cause any special losses to the Aurora Legion, which is for sure." The tone of the president's attendant was a little disdainful, "The president hopes that you can come up with some countermeasures." Come."

Professor Osborn turned a blind eye to the attendant's expression and tone. He threw away the materials at hand, walked slowly to his experimental computer and said to himself: "Give me the information about Victor Hugo, I will Feel like I'm missing something?"