Sitting quietly in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Quinjet, Caesar's eyes were calm, making the few colonial warriors in the Quinjet looking at him look curious.
As they boarded the Quinjet, they knew their mission.
Assisted Caesar in preventing a train full of S mutants from leaving.
When they received this task, a few words immediately came to mind.
Death mission.
But when they looked at the mission carefully, the word "auxiliary" made them confused.
They assist one person?
So, how strong must the assistant be to stop the vampires on that train?
After a moment of eye contact, the eight colonial warriors were about to communicate with Caesar to see what plans Caesar, the man they were assisting, had, but Caesar suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Pay attention to those S mutants, don't Just let them escape the train and sneak away, and leave the ones inside the train to me."
Does this mean that the other party plans to deal with the whole car full of vampires alone?
After understanding Caesar's meaning, several people looked at each other, feeling that the other party was really ridiculous.
Do you think you are the two people at the port just now? Dealing with so many vampires alone!
However, although they had doubts in their hearts, as elite warriors, they did not act like idiots, questioning Caesar or causing trouble and internal strife.
Time passed slowly in silence, and finally, when the Quinjet stopped, they appeared above the train.
"Open the door!" Caesar said lightly, stood up, and walked to the cabin door.
The driver did as he was told and said at the same time: "Do you need to lower the height?"
Although they are flying at low altitude now, they are still flying at an altitude of tens of meters.
"No need." Caesar said lightly, as if walking in a park, he walked out of the fighter plane leisurely and landed straight down.
Several colonial soldiers in the cabin hurriedly ran to the cabin door and looked down.
Caesar, who was in mid-air, quickly slid down with a faint white light, leaving little white traces. When he landed on the train, a set of colonial clothes had already appeared on his body.
The appearance of the colonial uniform was exactly the same as that of the recently introduced new colonial uniform, the Paladin Ranger, in their colonial uniform. However, what puzzled them was that although the colonial uniform looked the same, they just took a look at Caesar's colonial uniform. Understand that the colonial uniform on Caesar is not at the same level as the mass-produced items in the colonial uniform army.
"clatter!"
Caesar, who was wearing colonial clothes, dodged and landed firmly on the train.
Feeling the power brought to him by the colonial clothing, Caesar's eyes flashed with surprise.
As a product of Bloom Company, he had naturally experienced and used colonial clothing, but compared with the colonial clothing that Russell gave him, the feelings the two gave him were not on the same level at all.
He could even feel that when he put on this colonial costume, his strength was constantly improving, and the feeling of the colonial costume became more and more active, as if a soul was slowly waking up. Be one with Caesar.
He fits this colonial outfit very well. The experienced Caesar came to a conclusion.
Caesar, who landed at the rear of the train, flipped over and landed at the rear of the train. As if opening his own car door, he opened the door casually and walked into the train.
The next second, Caesar's eyes flashed. When his eyes became blank, a stream of data appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, detailed information about the train carriage and passengers appeared in his mind.
This carriage is full of vampires.
Caesar came to a conclusion and looked at the malicious vampires with an indifferent expression. He raised his hands and two sacred pistols appeared in his hands.
"Kill him!"
As the vampires roared, the holy white energy also shot out like an exploding flame when Caesar raised the corners of his mouth.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The crisp sound of shooting, accompanied by endless sacred bullets, combined with Caesar's perfect gun fighting skills, accurately landed on each S variant, leaving behind a trail of monster blood flowers with white flames.
Although it is immune to sunlight, the sacred energy still has the effect of deepening the damage to the S variant.
After discovering this, Caesar couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
This saves much trouble.
As if taking a leisurely stroll, Caesar moved his steps from the rear of the carriage to the next carriage, but where he passed, he left behind a carriage of S mutant corpses.
And just as he opened the carriage door and stepped towards the next carriage, the S mutants in that carriage had already gotten up angrily and pounced on Caesar angrily.
With a flip of his palms, he held the sacred pistol in his hands in front of him. The energy he had gathered long ago shot out like a beam of light. After passing through a series of S alien bodies, Caesar strode in like a war machine. Continuously throwing bullets, strolling by again.
The blast of sacred energy, the energy beam passing through the carriage, the rapidly moving figure, and the precise and unreasonable bullets...
Everywhere Caesar passed was a mess.
As time passed, Caesar discovered that the power of the colonial equipment was still getting stronger. Finally, after the synchronization rate reached 100%, a mysterious figure closely connected Caesar and the colonial equipment.
Finally, all the power of colonial equipment is released!
At the same time, Caesar seemed to hear an indifferent voice slowly dissipate in his ears.
He listened, and the voice seemed to be saying...all people are mortal, and some people need a little help.
Is it mortal?
Caesar smiled coldly, and his attacks became more fierce. A pair of sacred pistols, like sharp blades in the hands of a peerless swordsman, followed Caesar's sharp pace, delivering deadly bullets one after another, opening an unimpeded path for Caesar.
A few minutes later, the colonial warriors who came to assist Caesar heard Caesar's voice again.
"The train has been cleaned up. During the battle just now, as far as I know, twenty-five S mutants left the train. Did you clean them up?"
"Qing, cleared up!" The colonial warriors responded in a panic.
The battle just now scared them a little.
"Very good." Caesar responded as he stood at the locomotive, turned off the communicator, waved his hand and put away his colonial clothes.
Feeling the power disappearing as the colonial clothes disappeared, Caesar frowned slightly in discomfort.
I have to say that when I first equipped the farming equipment, the feeling of being filled with power was really fascinating.
Caesar breathed out silently, pushed the discomfort out of his mind, connected to the private communication with Russell, and asked: "Master, how are you? Is everything going well?"
