ALL NOVEL Marvel's I am a saber-toothed tiger
Chapter 24
Chapter 24
How long has it been?It has been more than a year since I joined the army. I wonder if my mother is doing well.
When Viktor isn't fighting, he often misses his mother and his childhood.He even wondered sometimes, if he didn't have the ability to awaken mutants, would he still live peacefully in his own manor with his parents and brothers.
But after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely that he and Luthor would be drafted into the Southern Army in this civil war that was sweeping across the United States, and even their father Old Creed would be drafted in the same way.
It is useless to think about these now, it is better to think more about the current situation: everyone has been delayed in Shan'an Road Valley for many days, but there is no progress at all.
Just as he was thinking, Tom, Victor's adjutant, pushed open the door and walked in: "Victor, it's been three days, and we haven't even seen the shadow of the Southern Army, but the progress is only one-tenth of the progress! Really amazing I know what the higher-ups think."
"Just obey the order. I went to Colonel Edward before, and it's not like you don't know what he said. Just complete the task quickly!"
"Didn't you tell Colonel Edward that there are no enemies in the woods in front of us? Why is the advancing speed still so slow?"
"Isn't it because our General Barker thinks that the words of a mere captain of mine are not enough to be believed? This is a matter that determines the victory or defeat of tens of thousands of people and even the entire war."
"Oh, well, I'll continue the investigation with the boys in that row. Also, have you been drinking secretly? I seem to smell alcohol?"
"No, you go and arrange combat missions! I still have something to do here! Go! Go!"
"Okay! Then I'll go! Who is it! This is, it's amazing to think that I am 'Sabretooth'!"
However, judging from the expression of the adjutant who walked out, it was quite remarkable that Victor was 'Sabretooth'.
After all, this is a nickname that even the President, His Excellency Lin Qiang, recognized. As for our Lord Saber-toothed Tiger, as soon as he went out and closed the door, he took out a bottle of wine from under the table, took a big gulp, and then Letting out a contented sound, he collapsed on the chair.
Learning to drink was something he did when he first joined the Fifth Cavalry Regiment. At that time, he had just left home, and he was always in a daze and depressed because of some things.
So Lieutenant Colonel Bagley taught him to drink, but he didn't expect that this guy was born to be an alcohol consumption machine, and not getting drunk after a thousand drinks is not enough to describe it.
The self-healing factor can easily solve the damage caused by alcohol to his body, and the high-speed metabolism in his body can quickly decompose alcohol.
But relying on the self-healing factor, this guy often controls not to decompose the alcohol, so as to enjoy the half-drunk and half-awake taste, but the wine is of poor quality, and every time he makes a fuss.
Fortunately, he was able to maintain enough sanity, so he didn't cause any major problems every time, at most it was a few drinking buddies who got broken ribs or something.
But the problem of drinking madness became more and more out of control, so Lieutenant Colonel Bagley later banned him from drinking.
Unexpectedly, after being transferred to the No.14 militia in Brooklyn, he would revert to his old ways, and even got drunk and got into a fight in front of President Lin Qiang in Washington.
Although it was a blessing in disguise, he got the nickname 'Sabretooth', but it also scared the chief of the Brooklyn No.14 militia enough to prohibit him from drinking, and even specifically told his adjutant not to let him drink.
Then Victor's beloved wine began to leave him, all of which were confiscated to the commanders of those regiment headquarters.And there is an additional adjutant who stares at him every day and prevents him from drinking.
Although Viktor was brutal and ruthless on the battlefield, he was a heroic and wild man to his subordinates and friends.
He never regarded himself as an officer to be superior to others. Instead, he often got along with the soldiers, leading them to train (unilaterally abuse food), and eat together (drinking wine).
He is also responsive to his colleagues and friends, as long as he is given wine, he can do anything. Of course, this is hated by Adjutant Victor.
"Where's your dignity?! Where's your integrity!? Is it only worth 500ml of whiskey?! You actually ran to help someone carry an ammunition box!"
"It's not that I don't have anything to do in the regiment anyway. You have arranged the tactical deployment. I have nothing to do when I sit in the office. It should be to help the friendly army."
"You're such an idiot! I think you're clearly doing it for the 500ml bottle of whiskey stuffed by the commander of Company M! Hurry up and hand it over! Action will be taken right away! You can't drink!"
"Don't! Tom! I just got it, and I haven't warmed it yet! Let me taste it! Hey! Don't grab it! It will fall later! Hey!"
In fact, it is still our General Barker who caused the current situation. For Victor, it is only a moment to judge the enemy's situation in Shan'an Dao Valley.
His animal instincts allowed him to easily discover that there was no Southern Army in front of him, but he was a low-key official, and General Buck wanted to work hard here again.
After reporting to Colonel Edward to no avail, he left the matter to Adjutant Tom, and began to think about how to get alcohol.
Thanks to Tom, an adjutant specially assigned to Victor by Colonel Edward, he is a rare officer from an orthodox military academy in the Brooklyn militia, and he can easily solve these daily things.
But to be honest, Tom and Victor, who had just joined M Company, could not understand each other. One thought the other was a mud-legged reckless man, and the other thought that the other was sent by Edward to ban alcohol.
However, after a simple communication, Tom found that although Victor looked a bit rough, he was almost a scholar-like figure.
It doesn't matter if he is proficient in several foreign languages, he knows everything about astronomy, geography, military politics and culture, and many tactical concepts are very advanced, even unheard of by him.
If he hadn't known that Victor was only a 19-year-old youth, Tom would have thought that this was the national treasure professor who had escaped from a European university.
But in the end, it was Victor's performance on the battlefield that really impressed Tom, and he really showed what it means to be worthy of the name of "saber-toothed tiger".
I saw that Victor could take away the lives of enemy soldiers with every gesture, and his hands could easily crush the opponent's throat.
Tom had seen Victor grab a small Confederate soldier by the neck, hold him in mid-air, and crush his throat and cervical spine with ease.
Victor's iron fist made him even more frightened. He once saw Victor discount a tall Confederate soldier with his gun.
That's right, after breaking the rifle, it also broke the soldier's spine.Although Victor's fist was fierce, if he was kicked, there was absolutely no way out.
Tom saw with his own eyes that a Confederate soldier who tried to sneak up on Victor vomited out his liver after being kicked by Victor, and was accompanied by profuse vomiting of blood. It was obvious that his heart had also been kicked to pieces.
After seeing these scenes at that time, Tom was very upset in his heart. After all, before the war started that day, he confiscated Victor's whiskey and used the method of robbery.
However, Colonel Edward's order must still be carried out. Even if he is shot to death by Victor, he must be stopped from drinking. Otherwise, if he is drunk, the other comrades in arms will be more dangerous.
So on the second day after the battle, he still went to Victor to confiscate the whiskey. He was wearing a formal suit and took three deep breaths in front of Victor's office.
Deng opened the door and rushed in: "Sir Victor! Please hand over the whiskey you secretly hid!"
"Hey! What kind of eyes do you have!? Why do you feel that you are more fierce than me? It's okay, okay! Stop staring! I'm afraid of you! Here it is! Give it all to you! Give it all to you!"
Then Tom stood outside the office door in a bewildered expression, holding the whiskey handed in by Victor, with a sense of survival after the catastrophe.
He didn't know that after he went out, Victor took out a small bottle of whiskey from the interlayer under the desk and took a sip, narrowing his eyes intoxicated.
After this happened several times, Tom finally discovered that Victor was actually a big lazy cat at heart.
Although ferocious in combat and facing enemies, he is more like a drinking cat when facing his companions.Whenever he has time, he drinks secretly in the office or closes his eyes to rest (he doesn't know that Victor is meditating).
Over time, Tom also got used to the way of getting along with Victor, as long as he took care of all the company's sundries, then Victor didn't mind cooperating with his 'prohibition' work.
After all, Victor also needs more time to discover the secrets hidden in his consciousness space. With Tom's help to deal with the sundries, he can free up more time for meditation.
Whether it is the ability he currently possesses to precisely control the effect of the self-healing factor of every part of his body, or the immunity to telepathic ability, it all comes from that mysterious space of consciousness.
When Mrs. Ross exerted influence on him through her ability before, he could clearly feel that the other party was trying to invade his consciousness, but after touching the consciousness space, he disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea.
On the one hand, it may be because Mrs. Rose's ability is not strong enough, so the impact on the performance is not obvious enough, but it also shows the peculiarity of the consciousness space.
This consciousness space that appeared through simple meditation, it seems that it is not just a battlefield between him and his own animal nature.
Therefore, Victor began to continue his daily meditation to study the magic of the conscious space.
On this day, after throwing the sundries to Tom, Victor started to meditate as usual, but he was interrupted by the adjutant who pushed the door in just as he started:
"Urgent task!"
First of all, I would like to thank the book friends Shuo Shuo, Golden Shadow 0011, Dzq, and the reward of 100 yuan for each modification of the nickname, and then try to write a piece of daily life. If you have any questions, you can mention them. Finally, please collect and recommend, and recommend A book "The Pig Demon Who Aspires to Cultivate Immortals" written by a master who cultivated in the wrong category.In the end, I built a book friend group: 597340339.Everyone can add it, and any problems and updates will be notified in the group.
(End of this chapter)
How long has it been?It has been more than a year since I joined the army. I wonder if my mother is doing well.
When Viktor isn't fighting, he often misses his mother and his childhood.He even wondered sometimes, if he didn't have the ability to awaken mutants, would he still live peacefully in his own manor with his parents and brothers.
But after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely that he and Luthor would be drafted into the Southern Army in this civil war that was sweeping across the United States, and even their father Old Creed would be drafted in the same way.
It is useless to think about these now, it is better to think more about the current situation: everyone has been delayed in Shan'an Road Valley for many days, but there is no progress at all.
Just as he was thinking, Tom, Victor's adjutant, pushed open the door and walked in: "Victor, it's been three days, and we haven't even seen the shadow of the Southern Army, but the progress is only one-tenth of the progress! Really amazing I know what the higher-ups think."
"Just obey the order. I went to Colonel Edward before, and it's not like you don't know what he said. Just complete the task quickly!"
"Didn't you tell Colonel Edward that there are no enemies in the woods in front of us? Why is the advancing speed still so slow?"
"Isn't it because our General Barker thinks that the words of a mere captain of mine are not enough to be believed? This is a matter that determines the victory or defeat of tens of thousands of people and even the entire war."
"Oh, well, I'll continue the investigation with the boys in that row. Also, have you been drinking secretly? I seem to smell alcohol?"
"No, you go and arrange combat missions! I still have something to do here! Go! Go!"
"Okay! Then I'll go! Who is it! This is, it's amazing to think that I am 'Sabretooth'!"
However, judging from the expression of the adjutant who walked out, it was quite remarkable that Victor was 'Sabretooth'.
After all, this is a nickname that even the President, His Excellency Lin Qiang, recognized. As for our Lord Saber-toothed Tiger, as soon as he went out and closed the door, he took out a bottle of wine from under the table, took a big gulp, and then Letting out a contented sound, he collapsed on the chair.
Learning to drink was something he did when he first joined the Fifth Cavalry Regiment. At that time, he had just left home, and he was always in a daze and depressed because of some things.
So Lieutenant Colonel Bagley taught him to drink, but he didn't expect that this guy was born to be an alcohol consumption machine, and not getting drunk after a thousand drinks is not enough to describe it.
The self-healing factor can easily solve the damage caused by alcohol to his body, and the high-speed metabolism in his body can quickly decompose alcohol.
But relying on the self-healing factor, this guy often controls not to decompose the alcohol, so as to enjoy the half-drunk and half-awake taste, but the wine is of poor quality, and every time he makes a fuss.
Fortunately, he was able to maintain enough sanity, so he didn't cause any major problems every time, at most it was a few drinking buddies who got broken ribs or something.
But the problem of drinking madness became more and more out of control, so Lieutenant Colonel Bagley later banned him from drinking.
Unexpectedly, after being transferred to the No.14 militia in Brooklyn, he would revert to his old ways, and even got drunk and got into a fight in front of President Lin Qiang in Washington.
Although it was a blessing in disguise, he got the nickname 'Sabretooth', but it also scared the chief of the Brooklyn No.14 militia enough to prohibit him from drinking, and even specifically told his adjutant not to let him drink.
Then Victor's beloved wine began to leave him, all of which were confiscated to the commanders of those regiment headquarters.And there is an additional adjutant who stares at him every day and prevents him from drinking.
Although Viktor was brutal and ruthless on the battlefield, he was a heroic and wild man to his subordinates and friends.
He never regarded himself as an officer to be superior to others. Instead, he often got along with the soldiers, leading them to train (unilaterally abuse food), and eat together (drinking wine).
He is also responsive to his colleagues and friends, as long as he is given wine, he can do anything. Of course, this is hated by Adjutant Victor.
"Where's your dignity?! Where's your integrity!? Is it only worth 500ml of whiskey?! You actually ran to help someone carry an ammunition box!"
"It's not that I don't have anything to do in the regiment anyway. You have arranged the tactical deployment. I have nothing to do when I sit in the office. It should be to help the friendly army."
"You're such an idiot! I think you're clearly doing it for the 500ml bottle of whiskey stuffed by the commander of Company M! Hurry up and hand it over! Action will be taken right away! You can't drink!"
"Don't! Tom! I just got it, and I haven't warmed it yet! Let me taste it! Hey! Don't grab it! It will fall later! Hey!"
In fact, it is still our General Barker who caused the current situation. For Victor, it is only a moment to judge the enemy's situation in Shan'an Dao Valley.
His animal instincts allowed him to easily discover that there was no Southern Army in front of him, but he was a low-key official, and General Buck wanted to work hard here again.
After reporting to Colonel Edward to no avail, he left the matter to Adjutant Tom, and began to think about how to get alcohol.
Thanks to Tom, an adjutant specially assigned to Victor by Colonel Edward, he is a rare officer from an orthodox military academy in the Brooklyn militia, and he can easily solve these daily things.
But to be honest, Tom and Victor, who had just joined M Company, could not understand each other. One thought the other was a mud-legged reckless man, and the other thought that the other was sent by Edward to ban alcohol.
However, after a simple communication, Tom found that although Victor looked a bit rough, he was almost a scholar-like figure.
It doesn't matter if he is proficient in several foreign languages, he knows everything about astronomy, geography, military politics and culture, and many tactical concepts are very advanced, even unheard of by him.
If he hadn't known that Victor was only a 19-year-old youth, Tom would have thought that this was the national treasure professor who had escaped from a European university.
But in the end, it was Victor's performance on the battlefield that really impressed Tom, and he really showed what it means to be worthy of the name of "saber-toothed tiger".
I saw that Victor could take away the lives of enemy soldiers with every gesture, and his hands could easily crush the opponent's throat.
Tom had seen Victor grab a small Confederate soldier by the neck, hold him in mid-air, and crush his throat and cervical spine with ease.
Victor's iron fist made him even more frightened. He once saw Victor discount a tall Confederate soldier with his gun.
That's right, after breaking the rifle, it also broke the soldier's spine.Although Victor's fist was fierce, if he was kicked, there was absolutely no way out.
Tom saw with his own eyes that a Confederate soldier who tried to sneak up on Victor vomited out his liver after being kicked by Victor, and was accompanied by profuse vomiting of blood. It was obvious that his heart had also been kicked to pieces.
After seeing these scenes at that time, Tom was very upset in his heart. After all, before the war started that day, he confiscated Victor's whiskey and used the method of robbery.
However, Colonel Edward's order must still be carried out. Even if he is shot to death by Victor, he must be stopped from drinking. Otherwise, if he is drunk, the other comrades in arms will be more dangerous.
So on the second day after the battle, he still went to Victor to confiscate the whiskey. He was wearing a formal suit and took three deep breaths in front of Victor's office.
Deng opened the door and rushed in: "Sir Victor! Please hand over the whiskey you secretly hid!"
"Hey! What kind of eyes do you have!? Why do you feel that you are more fierce than me? It's okay, okay! Stop staring! I'm afraid of you! Here it is! Give it all to you! Give it all to you!"
Then Tom stood outside the office door in a bewildered expression, holding the whiskey handed in by Victor, with a sense of survival after the catastrophe.
He didn't know that after he went out, Victor took out a small bottle of whiskey from the interlayer under the desk and took a sip, narrowing his eyes intoxicated.
After this happened several times, Tom finally discovered that Victor was actually a big lazy cat at heart.
Although ferocious in combat and facing enemies, he is more like a drinking cat when facing his companions.Whenever he has time, he drinks secretly in the office or closes his eyes to rest (he doesn't know that Victor is meditating).
Over time, Tom also got used to the way of getting along with Victor, as long as he took care of all the company's sundries, then Victor didn't mind cooperating with his 'prohibition' work.
After all, Victor also needs more time to discover the secrets hidden in his consciousness space. With Tom's help to deal with the sundries, he can free up more time for meditation.
Whether it is the ability he currently possesses to precisely control the effect of the self-healing factor of every part of his body, or the immunity to telepathic ability, it all comes from that mysterious space of consciousness.
When Mrs. Ross exerted influence on him through her ability before, he could clearly feel that the other party was trying to invade his consciousness, but after touching the consciousness space, he disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea.
On the one hand, it may be because Mrs. Rose's ability is not strong enough, so the impact on the performance is not obvious enough, but it also shows the peculiarity of the consciousness space.
This consciousness space that appeared through simple meditation, it seems that it is not just a battlefield between him and his own animal nature.
Therefore, Victor began to continue his daily meditation to study the magic of the conscious space.
On this day, after throwing the sundries to Tom, Victor started to meditate as usual, but he was interrupted by the adjutant who pushed the door in just as he started:
"Urgent task!"
First of all, I would like to thank the book friends Shuo Shuo, Golden Shadow 0011, Dzq, and the reward of 100 yuan for each modification of the nickname, and then try to write a piece of daily life. If you have any questions, you can mention them. Finally, please collect and recommend, and recommend A book "The Pig Demon Who Aspires to Cultivate Immortals" written by a master who cultivated in the wrong category.In the end, I built a book friend group: 597340339.Everyone can add it, and any problems and updates will be notified in the group.
(End of this chapter)
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