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Chapter 1222

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"It's simple. Let's bet on how long those three can last." Loki pointed to a building in the distance and grinned.

Zhang Heng looked in the direction he was pointing. It was an apartment about a dozen stories high, and there were three figures on the rooftop. They seemed to be looking at Zhang Heng as well. One of them was holding a pair of binoculars in his hand, but because they were too far away, Zhang Heng couldn't see their faces clearly.

However, Zhang Heng could guess who those three people were. Now, other than the militia responsible for disaster relief, only Loki and the players were left in Pripyat. Although Zhang Heng told the others to stay in the hospital and protect themselves after killing Sauk, it seemed that they didn't listen to his advice.

There were three figures on the rooftop. There were two men and one woman. One of them was wrapped up tightly, one of them had some problems with his legs, and the last one had an injured arm. It seemed like he had just undergone surgery and was wrapped up. Needless to say, these three people were the Doctor, Rat, and Kratos.

Zhang Heng felt a little helpless. He knew that the three of them were doing this out of kindness. They were worried that he couldn't deal with Loki alone, so they came to help him. And they were very cautious in their actions. They didn't get too close. Instead, they observed the situation from the apartment building next to them. It seemed like they were waiting for an opportunity to strike.

This seemed to be the safest and safest way to deal with Loki.

Unfortunately, their opponent this time was Loki. Zhang Heng could already hear the sound of car engines and tires rubbing against the ground, and he had no idea how many military trucks were pulling the militias toward them.

Shelbina's body was discovered by the militia after they left the Pripyat Hotel. The earthquake caused by this incident was even stronger than the reactor explosion. That was because Shelbina was the vice president of the SL Council of Ministers, an absolute bigwig. He was ordered to preside over the disaster relief work here. Just when the disaster was gradually brought under control, the vice president accidentally died in his hotel room.

And he was assassinated. Whether it was the wounds on the body or the group of thugs who attacked the militia in the hotel, Moscow fell into shock after receiving the news. It was a little hard to believe. The relationship between the SL and the United States was once tense, but after Gorbachev came to power, there were some signs of warming up. However, Shelbina's death quickly brought all kinds of suspicions and conspiracy theories back. The political impact of this incident was likely to be beyond everyone's imagination. Gorbachev could already foresee that some people would use Shelbina's death to make a big deal out of it, even pushing the already fragile relationship between the two superpowers into the abyss.

So the top priority was to catch the murderer and figure out what was going on as soon as possible. This was also the latest order issued by Moscow to Pripyat. This time, the Ministry of Internal Affairs dispatched about 700 militias, each of them armed to the teeth.

In addition, because Zhang Heng left a deep impression on them during the previous battle, Beldorf urgently borrowed several armored vehicles from Kiev. Now, these armored vehicles were also sent to surround the house with the convoy. It was as if their opponent wasn't just three people at all, but an entire legion.

By the time the doctor, Kratos, and others realized that something was wrong, it was already too late. Although there was still some time before the convoy arrived, every street and road that could be used for escape had been blocked by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Beldorf had given his men a death order to not let any of their targets escape tonight.

"Your companions don't look too good." Loki had just seen a few military trucks passing by on the street beside him. In order not to be noticed, he lowered his head and waited for the vehicles to leave before gloating.

"Although you didn't know each other before this quest, you are brothers who survived the nuclear explosion together. So … let's make a bet. Let's see who can guess the time better. If you win, I will help you clear the quest and solve your girlfriend's problem. If I win," Loki's eyes rolled, and he smiled, "I won't ask you to do anything too difficult. All you have to do is eat mutton in a copper pot with me."

Zhang Heng knew that things weren't as simple as Loki made it out to be. The reward Loki offered was completely disproportionate to the price he had to pay, and Zhang Heng had never seen anyone who could take advantage of Loki. This guy was obviously plotting something, and the most important thing was that Zhang Heng knew that it would be difficult for him to win this bet.

Loki was the one who leaked the location of the doctor and the others to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. From the moment he killed Shelbina, he must have been planning this matter. Since Loki could summon the people here, of course, he had a way to make the militia leave. So, it was impossible for Zhang Heng to guess the time better than Loki.

However, regardless of whether Kratos, Mouse, and the others were dead or alive, Zhang Heng wouldn't be able to outlast Loki. If he couldn't crack the latter's teleportation ability, the current situation would be a dead end for Zhang Heng.

Loki wasn't in a hurry at all. He simply sat on the roof of the laundry, crossed his legs, and looked at the scenery while waiting for Zhang Heng to make a decision.

He saw a falcon hovering above his head, seemingly looking for a mouse to satisfy its hunger. So Loki waved his hand and asked the falcon to fly down.

As a result, the falcon's body stiffened, and it flapped its wings and flew down from the sky. Finally, it landed on Loki's arm. It didn't look like a bird of prey at all. Instead, it was as obedient as Loki's pet parrot. However, its eyes were still searching for the mouse on the ground.

Loki laughed and scolded, "All you think about is eating all day long. It's a pity that the mice in the city are all contaminated. If you eat them, you will go crazy soon."

The falcon didn't understand what Loki said at all. It was still thinking about what to eat later. Loki then said to Zhang Heng, "Can you help me throw some of the cookies I baked up here? I want to feed this bird. "

Zhang Heng looked at Loki and the falcon on his arm. Without saying anything, he turned around and went to get the cookies.

"Remember to throw them far away. I'm quite afraid that you will suddenly plot against me or something," Loki said with a smile.

Zhang Heng poured the plate of cookies into a bag and threw it to Loki. Loki didn't catch it, watching the cookies fall to his feet. He waited for another half a minute before bending down to pick them up. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Heng raising the Pestilence Bone Bow in his hand and pointing it at him coldly.

"Again?!" Loki couldn't help but roll his eyes and laugh. "Don't you get tired of it? Or are you going to shoot my bird to vent your anger because you can't shoot me?"

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