The Death Knell

"You can rest assured now that the doctor lives in seclusion in a place where he will never be found. He feeds horses, chops firewood, and cares about grain and vegetables every day. Facing the mountains, with spring flowers blooming, this is the destination he wants."

This is also the destination I want for him... Su Ming added in his heart.

Although it was difficult to accept it, Peggy and Nick nodded. After all, the world was in chaos now, and it was really best for the super soldier plan to fade out of everyone's sight first.

However, Nick analyzed it subconsciously. Deathstroke just said to feed the horses and face the mountains. Could it be that he hid the doctor deep in the Rocky Mountains...

But he soon stopped dwelling on the issue.

"We know that when Steve regains his ability to move, we will evacuate France and let this operation fail." Nick is also a decisive person, and he made a decision immediately: "It's just that as the current leader of the team, Pei Ji may be punished.”

The original team leader is dead, but someone still has to take the blame for the mission's failure.

Peggy smiled. She looked at the unconscious Steve on the stretcher and touched her face. The sludge in the sewer made her look like a cat with a painted face.

"It doesn't matter, what else can they do to a woman? The most they can do is ask me to answer the phone and serve tea and water. I happen to be with Lorraine. Anyway, in their opinion, it shouldn't be done by a woman. Something?"

Su Ming sighed and patted Nick's bald head. Nick could not resist his speed and strength and could only look at him with sad and angry eyes.

"You two agents are really out of your mind. Don't you understand Steve? He will take full responsibility because he is Captain America..."

The two men were stunned for a moment, but they knew Deathstroke was right because that was the Steve Rogers they knew.

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Under the leadership of the guerrillas, a group of people dressed in different costumes marched underground for a long time, and finally arrived at the guerrilla headquarters located underground in the center of Paris.

This is a relatively large ossuary hall, which not only contains the remains of countless ancestors, but also has many chairs for worshipers to rest.

The original monks were very careful, and the chairs were the same color as the bones, pale and pale.

Other than that, the people who were active inside looked almost like dead people, thin and pale.

If it weren't for the burning fighting spirit and light in their eyes, it would be difficult to tell them apart even if they were lying among the bones.

Here, they only have limited food and supplies, no medical equipment, and no communication equipment. For safety reasons, they don't even have a radio station, and all communication relies on manpower.

They were very wary of the strangers who appeared, but they soon relaxed under Su Ming's skillful communication in French. A few minutes later, people who knew what happened from the previous guerrillas also sang with Su Ming Marseillaise.

Su Ming took out his own compressed biscuits from his backpack. Although there were only a few pieces, they contained sugar and fat, so let these poor people be happy.

Each person gets a small handful, probably just to taste it.

Then he asked the doctors to treat these people, at least to deal with the infection of the seriously injured people. If the limbs should be amputated, they should be amputated, and if those should be injected, they should be injected.

The doctor did not bring many medical supplies this time, only enough to treat the seriously injured.

"Deathstroke, I have used up all the bandages, sutures, anti-inflammatories, and alcohol. They are not super soldiers like Captain America. They will get infected if they continue like this."

Su Ming looked at Holloway. Under the mask, all he could see in his eyes was the thought of saving lives and healing the wounded. He was a superhero and a doctor.

"You want to save them?"

"I dare not say it can be cured, but at least..."

"Then do it, don't look forward and backward, I have everything." Su Ming patted his shoulder, turned and looked behind him: "Little naughty, you go up there with the Avenging Angel, and go to the German military hospital to get some medical supplies. If Maybe, chocolate or canned food too."

The little girls were also sad when they looked at the guerrillas in front of them. These people were fighting entirely on faith. Although they were humans and they themselves were mutants, they all looked the same.

The blood is all red.

Even if Deathstroke doesn't say anything, they still want to help. The X-Men were born to help others. The professor hopes that ordinary people will know that superpowers can be used to do good things.

So they protected the doctor and left with the map provided by the guerrillas.

Su Ming looked at Peggy and the others again. They were not in particularly good condition. They should all stay here and rest.

Monaco lay down on one side, seemingly asleep.

Su Ming suddenly realized that he seemed to be the only one who could move now...

Obviously, manpower is constantly being added, but why are there fewer and fewer people available?

"No matter what, in the end, you still have to rely on yourself..."

Deathstroke has always been a lone mercenary, so it doesn't matter if he acts on his own. Now he has the symbiote and the magic floating cloak to make up for his shortcomings, and he can complete the mission by himself.

"You all stay here and I will take care of the rest."

After Su Ming finished speaking, without waiting for Peggy and Fury's reaction, he waved the cloak to fly over. He said goodbye to the guerrillas, turned and left the headquarters.

Walking in the deserted tomb passage, surrounded by bones and bones, the yin energy here is so strong that even small animals such as mice cannot be seen here.

Yes, the catacombs are very clean, no insects, no rats, nothing but bones.

He first entered the sewer from the tomb passage, and then quietly returned to the ground from the sewer.

It was already dark.

The time now is around 9pm.

There were no pedestrians on the streets, only German troops patrolling back and forth, and powerful searchlights shining from airships.

These huge light pillars are constantly sweeping over the city, searching for any sneaky people who may be there.

"It's already dark. If I'm right, those three crazy women should also take advantage of the darkness to take action... Then I should monitor the sky."

Now it depends on whether the opponent can keep his composure and the type of plan that scares the snake first requires the snake to be frightened.

Then I not only have to rely on three women to cause trouble on the ground, but I also have to show my ability to threaten air units.

So now, first find an anti-aircraft gun emplacement.

Seize an anti-aircraft gun, pretend to be guerrillas, adjust the air blast fuse to make them feel threatened, and evacuate the air laboratory.

Wait until the laboratory separates from the hundreds of airships and escapes, then use your cloak to catch up and finish it.

Although he may have to face anti-air fire, as long as he can identify which airship it is, he should be sure to obtain the Namor fragments and evacuate safely before the laboratory is shot down.

That's it.