"Have the dog caught up?" A veteran lit a cigar.

"Everything is ready."

"Very good, then let's go."

Most of the so-called "dogs" are death row prisoners from surrounding cities, as well as some homeless people nearby.

New recruits who felt the smoky cigar smell of the veterans were disgusted with the title of "dog boy".

He slapped the smoke ring that was floating from one side and activated the accelerator of the armored vehicle.

"How many puppies are there this time?" The veteran squinted his eyes and looked at the snow-covered bushes covered with snow.

"There are more than 550 experimenters in total, and the specific ones are not clear." The recruits did not call those puppies "puppies", but "experiments".

After all, there are quite a few Alliance soldiers among this group of experimenters. Although the recruits do not understand that they voluntarily participate in the experiment, it does not mean that he has no admiration for the wishes of these heroes.

"It seems that there are more than twenty alliance volunteers."

"Their brains were broken by the door panel!" said the veteran vaguely.

As for why I said this, the new recruits heard a little, but the veterans' words still sounded extremely harsh.

It seemed that the resentment of the recruits sitting in the driver's seat was felt. The veteran sitting in the passenger seat saw the armored vehicles running around behind the armored vehicles through the rearview mirror. He said: "These guys don't know what is waiting for them, the Scenery Avenue to the Superheroes? No, this is a queue to hell."

"Traveling to hell?" The recruit turned his head and glanced at the veteran.

The veteran had a lot of beards, black and thick, and the new recruits could hardly see the expression on the veteran's face, but under the brim of the other party's hat, he could still capture the strong fear and fear in the veteran's eyes.

"Yes, those experiments are not something that ordinary people can bear, and the people in the alliance don't plan to let them leave there alively."

"What if it succeeds?" the recruit suddenly said.

"Success? In the past few years, I have never seen anyone who left there alively." The veteran looked ahead.

"But... maybe... let's wish these puppies success..."

Robert did not hear the conversation in the driver's seat in front of the armored transport vehicle. He didn't even know that he was regarded as a "baby" by others.

As early as this morning, the base of the Far North Alliance gathered these prisoners who had committed the crime in full swing.

Including Robert, they were threatened by Alliance soldiers with machine guns in the icy and snowy square, and walked into the armored transport vehicle one by one.

Robert did not see General Drekov, and he did not know where he would go.

He originally wanted to leave the prisoner's team for the time being.

But just as he was going to do so.

Robert actually saw a key figure in this dungeon - Natasha!

That's right, Natasha appeared in the prisoner's team!

At this time, the little Natasha had not yet grown up to be the graceful beauty. She looked like a teenage underage girl with beautiful short blue hair, which was really unaware of.

Robert didn't have such a good memory to remember what Natasha looked like when she was a child.

But little Natasha is indeed too conspicuous among all the "big men". As soon as Robert approached, he came to the conclusion that she was Natasha.

"What's your name?" Robert asked deliberately.

Natasha thought she had met a stinky uncle again, and turned her body slightly. She didn't want to answer this meaningless question.

"Natasha, Yelena, Melina, you should always be one of these three names."

"You! How do you know!" Little Natasha looked at Robert in horror.

"Let me guess, Natasha, you should be called Natasha, right?"

Little Natasha shook her head: "My name is not Natasha, stay away from me."

"You don't call Natasha, then you won't be Alexey, right?" Robert laughed.

"How do you know? Who are you?" Little Natasha began to look at the uncle beside her.

To say it is an uncle, this is just the prejudice that little Natasha has always been.

Looking closely, the person in front of him is strong and has a firm look. From any angle, he is a young man, and he has nothing to do with the so-called uncle.

Natasha's first impression of Robert changed a lot, but she was still wary of Robert.

Natasha, Yelena, Melina, Alexey...

These acquaintances who knew her blurted out without warning from the mouth of a strange man.

Whatever you think is weird!

Robert shrugged: "I have no malice to you."

Someone pushed him behind him, but did not push his body. Robert seemed to realize it and staggered forward. He walked towards the armored transport vehicle, and turned his head and said, "I think we can become friends, comrades-in-arms with guns."

He made a gesture of raising a gun.

"Comrade-in-arms holding a gun?" Little Natasha stretched out her right hand and made the same gesture.

"It seems good... No, this is too strange. A man I just met and a comrade-in-arms who is still holding a gun?"

Little Natasha had a weird expression. She originally wanted to stay away from this strange man, but this man seemed to have a strange attraction to her.

No matter how little Natasha took her attention away, at a certain moment when little Natasha thought of the man's face, she would involuntarily want to get close to him.

Little Natasha still walked into the same armored transport vehicle as Robert.

She sat next to Robert, very bold.

"What is your name?" Little Natasha asked with interest when she saw Robert pondering.

"Rober."

"Robby?"

"Rober." Robert emphasized.

"This name is much easier to remember than the Red Guard, do you think so?"

Little Natasha burst into laughter: "The cold joke you told is really not funny at all. I really want you to chat with Alexei now. I want to know how embarrassing it was at that time."

"Believe me, that's not interesting."

Robert's face was weird, and the facts have shown that he and Alexey were really not interested in getting together.

"By the way, Robert, are you Alexei's comrade-in-arms? Did Alexei send someone to take care of me?"

Alexey's comrades?

Robert raised his eyebrows. Does Natasha actually view him like this?

That's right, otherwise this would not explain why he knew the names of Natasha, Yelena, Melina, and Alexey.

After thinking about it carefully, it was true that only Alexei's comrades knew the people around Alexei so well.

It is understandable that little Natasha thinks so.

Robert is also happy to bring the distance between him and Natasha through this relationship.

"Alexei's comrade-in-arms? It shouldn't be considered a friend, but he and I should be called friends. If you want to say that I am Alexei's comrade-in-arms, there is no problem."

Because, in the real world, I am fighting side by side with Alexei now.
Chapter completed!