Chapter 711: Real warrior-2

"what……"
Putting the unconscious Maria aside, Marcus’s throat whispered like a beast that was wounded.
A member of the Cobra squad, once a war observer, was forced to "send" him to other maps by Hoffman. He had seen countless battlefields before he arrived at Mars.
From the ancient desert two thousand years ago to the ridiculous satellites of many years later, he almost witnessed all the possible outbreaks of "War of War", which is truly a battle.
In fact, Marcus is one of the leaders of the Cobra squad because of the steel-like will and strong psychological qualities.
Even so, when he last "shuttled" and arrived at Mars, there were serious psychological problems:
Although he survived, no one can maintain a healthy mentality after successively experiencing countless hellish wars. What's more, the intensity of war Marcus has seen has already exceeded the limits of human beings!
Then, this guy who has seen almost all the wars in the world has become a veritable "war observer", and his reason has finally returned to zero. The spirit has completely collapsed and has become what it is.
Marcus still remembers that when his body was burned when the spacecraft landed, he was even relieved when he was about to die. Unfortunately, when I opened my eyes again, I quickly realized that I was still alive.
Today, for the situation of the day, Marcus still remembers clearly:
When he woke up, he thought he broke into hell. He looked up and looked around, only to find himself sitting in the metal cabin of the spacecraft. The steel bulkhead around him reflected the faint silver light.
"I am still alive? No... this is impossible... how can I..."
The Marcus language incoherently muttered, even though he found himself lucky to survive, there was no luck in his voice, but he was full of unrepentant confession.
If you didn’t want to live for the rest of your life, shouldn’t it be so hard? Now it seems that I am still dead better...
Thinking of this, Marcus also decisively slammed into the metal bulkhead, intending to commit a simple and suicidal suicide. But he was determined to give up his life, but he was stopped by the invisible power.
The force that blocked his suicidal behavior, pressed him to the bed, not to mention self-sufficiency, even his fingers could not move, only the head can make movements.
"who are you?"
Looking at the shadow from the other side of the space capsule, Marcus made a mistake. Two seconds later, the surprised expression on his face turned into a horror, and the corner of his eye actually shed two tears.
He heard the male voice that he would never forget - the voice of the "war observer":
"It's me, Marcus."
"BOSS..."
Marcus’s tears and nose smacked his face. The old man, who had passed through countless battlefields and was old and old, was burnt on the burnt black face, revealing strange expressions that could not be described in words, laughing and laughing. Look, like a devout believer seeing the gods appear in front of themselves:
"I'm sorry, sorry... I have lived up to your expectations. I am a shame of the Cobra Squad... Thank you for saving me! Thank you, thank you..."
Marcus had no idea what he was talking about, just sitting on the bed and crying and watching the shadow approaching himself.
Even for the elite of the Cobra squad, the war observer is a mysterious existence. As the leader of the organization, this guy has never been exposed on any occasion, and the mysterious degree is comparable to the leader of the "Black Organization" of the East China Island.
This time, the war observers still did not show up, and the body was completely covered with a layer of black air, but his sexual nervous voice, Marcus is absolutely not wrong:
"I know where you went, I am very happy to see you coming back to me. So now... would you like to continue to be loyal to me?"
"Of course, of course!" Marcus nodded without hesitation.
"That's good, this will be your last mission." The voice of the war observer floated out of the shadow: "As long as I say what I say, I will satisfy any of your wishes."
Upon hearing this, Marcus was still on the face of the smoke, showing a happy smile, the scorched facial muscles trembled and opened his mouth to say his only remaining wish:
"Can you raise Mary? She is dead... Do you know who Maria is? She was arrested with me and died on the battlefield in Africa!"
"I understand." The shadow made a gesture similar to a nod: "I can get her back to you, but I can't call back her 'soul', only give you a shell. Is that okay? ?"
"How can I do it, as long as she can live!" Marcus's voice was very urgent.
- He was thrown into other "worlds" with Maria, and he fought on various battlefields with the disabled woman. He had already established a close relationship that transcends friendship and love and does not know how to describe it.
He has saved Maria's life many times, and Maria has helped him escape from the pursuit. In the wild battlefields of Africa, if not to cover his retreat, Maria will not be shot by the rioters who hold AK.
For this reason, for Marcus, the resurrection of Mary is the only remaining wish in his heart.
After he made the request, the shadow immediately nodded:
"I can meet your needs. However, I can only "resurrect" her once. Also, if you encounter an invincible opponent, you can gain a powerful force if you kill her."
After the speech, the shadow of the war observer disappeared from the capsule, and the burnt skin of Marcus was instantly replaced by hard steel.
As the invisible force that fixed his body dissipated, Marcus finally stood up again, and before he could confirm where he was, he heard the sound of an electric wheelchair:
"You came……"
Looking at the silver-haired woman who was in a wheelchair and left only the upper body, Marcus strode up and hugged the old man who was born and died with his arms covered with metal skin.
"Thank you, the war observers are adults..." Marcus fell to the ground and stared at the silver-haired woman in front of him:
"This time, I won't leave you anymore."
......
"I promise."
Consciousness returned to reality from the memory. Marcus's voice was ruthless. He put the unconscious Maria on the sand, then stood up and strode back in the direction of the battlefield.