The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 89 If you don't want to be friends, you'll be cattle and horses

Chapter 89 If you don't want to be friends, you'll be cattle and horses (115 first order please!)

Forty-five minutes later.

Locke took Jack's car and arrived downstairs of the Vampire Building.

The Vampire Building was still silent. From the outside, it looked like a demon waiting for its prey to walk in and then devour it.

Jack slowly parked the car next to the special forces combat vehicle that had arrived about five minutes earlier than them.

The combat vehicle's door opened.

Debbie led a middle-aged man out of the car, fully armed, holding a MA41 assault rifle in both hands. He had a strong build and an ordinary appearance, but he had a very tough temperament.

"Boss."

"This is Powell, the captain of this special forces team."

"Hello."

Locke smiled and shook hands with the tough-looking Captain Powell: "Nervous?"

Powell thought about it and nodded honestly.

"This is my first time meeting a vampire."

"Haha."

Locke smiled and patted Powell on the shoulder to comfort him: "You won't be nervous after killing a few. It's easier than killing chickens."

Powell's eyelids twitched as he listened to Locke's description, but he agreed with Locke and laughed too.

at this time.

Debbie took out her phone from her bosom and handed it to Locke: "Boss, this is the supervisor's call."

Locke glanced at the phone Debbie handed over, and while reaching out to answer the call, he said to Powell, "Check the equipment."

Powell nodded: "Okay."

Locke didn't say anything else. He walked aside and put the phone that Debbie had just handed him to his ear.

"director?"

"Why can't I get through to you on the phone?"

"I forgot to charge it last night."

"..."

“It’s really turned off.”

Locke listened to the silence on the phone, took his phone out of his arms, and then shook the screen towards the sky: "Look, I didn't lie to you."

His cell phone turned off automatically after he called Jack this morning and asked him to come pick him up.

Walter, the director of the Sentinel Combat Command Center, looked at Locke waving his cell phone under the Sentinel satellite on the big screen, shook his head, and then got down to business.

"Blade."

"What's up with him?"

"It says that if he's still alive, we should rescue him if we can."

"reason?"

Locke raised his eyebrows, and then seemed to have thought of something: "So this is why my application for air-to-ground missiles to bomb the Vampire Building was rejected?"

After gaining jurisdiction over the Vampire Building, he immediately applied to use a large-scale bomb to bomb it.

A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall. If it can be blown up, why take the risk?

but……

The bureau didn’t agree.

Supervisor Walter listened to Locke mentioning this matter again, and his mouth twitched: "Do you think it is possible to use missiles in New York City?"

How is that impossible?

After the Chita alien army attacks the city next year, won’t the top leaders still approve the use of nuclear bombs to bomb New York City?

Locke thought about it, but didn't say it. Instead, he smiled and changed the subject: "What's the reason for wanting the blade?"

Supervisor Walter said directly: "Blade is an expert in hunting vampires."

Locke understood.

"So the bureau wants to recruit Blade?"

"Yes, Nick Fury has sold him out. After this is over, he will either be put in jail or come to us."

"does it worth?"

"This time we have not only gained jurisdiction over vampires in New York City, but we are also just starting to learn how to deal with vampires. It would be great to have Blade with us. It's okay if we don't have him. Then you go ahead."

"I, no no no, I'm not interested."

When Locke heard that he was going to be pulled to fight vampires, he directly refused: "I still prefer Colonel William Stryker's mutant laboratory."

Vampires are only a temporary pleasure.

Mutants are Locke's eternity.

He was also hoping to finish his work with vampires and then go to the mutant laboratory to start his own journey to becoming a superman.

but……

Locke touched his chin and said in a somewhat tangled tone: "Supervisor, I received the mission of eradication, and now you suddenly add a rescue mission to me, this..."

Walter frowned and said, “Isn’t this a convenient thing to do?”

Locke interrupted with a serious expression: "No, eradication is eradication, and rescue is rescue. These are two different things!"

Walter's eyebrows were twitching.

"so?"

"You have to pay more!"

"..."

Walter, who was in the combat command center, looked at Locke on the big screen, who was holding the phone and saying with a serious and even solemn expression that he needed more money. He couldn't help but close his eyes.

For a while.

Walter finally recovered and opened his eyes again.

"What more do you want? A chief of operations and deputy director is already..."

"I got promoted, but I don't have loyal subordinates yet."

"Debbie and Jack?"

"Yes."

"They last month..."

"One yard owned by a yard."

"……OK!"

Walter was silent for a while, then nodded: “What do you want?”

Hearing this, Locke smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for the bureau. Jack and Debbie were promoted to senior special agents, and they are still with me. This is no problem, it's just a promotion in rank."

Walter breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Locke's request.

He just thought Locke was going to ask for an exorbitant amount of money again.

But it's just a level increase, not a position increase. This is a small matter.

"Okay, that's no problem." Walter responded, "This matter doesn't need to be reported to the top management. I can make the decision and agree to it."

Locke smiled brightly: "Then, if I rescue Blade, it's okay to put Blade in my action team."

Walter frowned.

"Letting go of your operations team, what's the point?"

"No."

Locke shook his head expressionlessly: "I just think it's better to ask in advance. After all, I will be the director of operations soon. All field agents should be in my operations team, right?"

Because only in this way, when the time comes, when the sequence is assigned to the blade of the action team, he will have the opportunity to share the extraordinary points obtained from hunting vampires.

After all, he is the operations chief and Blade is a member of the operations team.

and so……

Blade is equal to his subordinate.

Once this equation is established, it perfectly matches the system's settings for obtaining extraordinary points.

Blade doesn't make friends if he doesn't want to be friends.

I gave you the chance to be friends with me, but you didn't want it. So from now on you'll just be a good slave and help me gain extraordinary points.

Locke thought to himself.

If Walter hadn't called, he wouldn't have had any thoughts about Blade.

In a word.

Whether Blade is dead or alive has nothing to do with him.

But Walter's call gave him another idea, an idea that could maximize his benefits.

Therefore, in order to ensure that the benefits can be maximized, it is very necessary to decide at this time that the rescued Blade is a member of his action team.

It is better to clarify things beforehand than to argue about it afterwards.

Walter listened to Locke's explanation and laughed: "You are not the operations director yet."

Locke shrugged.

"Don't worry about these details. Everything will be fine once I get out of here."

"……Row."

Walter nodded and said, "I can promise you this, as long as Blade is alive, he will be a member of your action team."

Locke smiled and said thank you.

From beginning to end, neither Locke nor Walter cared whether Blade would disagree with this matter.

Because Blade's opinion doesn't matter at all.

In a word.

Blade can choose not to agree, but the Sentinel Secret Service has plenty of ways to make Blade agree.

soon.

After Locke reached an agreement on the deal with his supervisor Walter, he hung up the phone, turned around and handed the phone to Debbie.

Debbie took the phone, and then together with Jack beside her, looked at Locke with grateful eyes.

"Boss~~~"

"……stop!"

Locke felt goosebumps all over his body when Debbie called him. He quickly grabbed Debbie's eyes with his right hand and said seriously, "Don't say thank you. Just be my slave from now on."

Debbie and Jack looked at each other without saying anything, but nodded their heads vigorously at Locke at the same time.

Seeing this, Locke laughed again, and then looked at Powell, who was organizing the equipment with his SWAT team members next to him.

"How about it?"

"can."

Captain Powell turned around and asked Locke with a serious face, "How to do it?"

Locke glanced toward Debbie.

soon.

Debbie returned to the car and threw the architectural drawings of the Vampire Mansion directly onto the hood of the car.

"The vampire's lair is underground, but there is no passage on the first floor leading underground."

"The passage is in the elevator on the west side of the twenty-seventh floor."

"That's the only elevator that goes underground."

"So, after we go in, we have to rush to the twenty-seventh floor first."

"..."

Captain Powell hugged the assault rifle in his arms, looked at the architectural map on the hood, and frowned: "From the first floor to the twenty-seventh floor, this distance is very dangerous."

Locke glanced at Captain Powell again.

"What do you suggest?"

"No."

Captain Powell looked at Locke, shook his head seriously and said, "We have never fought against vampires, but you have, and you are the commander, so I will follow you."

He also comes from the military.

Professionals do professional things, which has always been a rare good quality in the military.

Hearing this, Locke smiled and said, "Don't worry, I already have a plan."

talking.

Locke removed his hands from the architectural drawings on the hood and looked at Debbie and Jack: "As we agreed yesterday, the two of you stay outside."

Hearing this, Jack looked at Locke and tried to struggle.

"Boss, how about I ..."

"No."

Locke decisively refused: "Your task is as important as Debbie's."

Debbie needs to make sure their communications are working once the Vampire Mansion is shut down.

And Jack needs to make sure that the holy water can fall from the sky.

Jack looked at Locke's serious expression, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"I understand, boss."

"very good."

Locke smiled, turned to Captain Powell and extended an invitation.

"let's go?"

"go!"