American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 459 Brothers turn against each other
"Still unable to contact command?"

Marine Corps Commandant Mil White frowned and looked at his deputy, who shook his head.

"There is some kind of strong signal interference on this island, making it impossible to contact the outside world."

"Fuck! How could this happen?"

Mill White swore.

120 Marines and FEAR members successfully landed on the island aboard a troop transport ship, but encountered strong resistance as soon as they entered the barracks.

The Black Mountain mercenaries launched a frenzied attack on the invaders, causing the Marines and FEAR members to lose one-fifth of their personnel.

Don't underestimate this one-fifth. You have to understand that these soldiers are the elite of the military and the FEA. Losing even one of them is a very serious matter, let alone losing twenty of them at once.

To make matters worse, the Marines and FEAR are currently trapped inside a building in the dormitory area and are unable to launch an attack.

There was no other way; the Black Mountain mercenaries were already highly skilled in military matters, most of them were retired soldiers from the US military, and their equipment was also very sophisticated. After all, they were the encirclement force protecting the most important experimental park of Amacham Technology Company.

Furthermore, being controlled by some force, they are practically fearless, making it difficult even for the Marines and FEAR to break through.

Mil White wanted to contact command for fire support, but found he couldn't reach them.

Without fire support, countless Marines and FEAR would die trying to break through.

"Damn it! The Black Mountain mercenaries weren't this crazy before!"

Black Mountain mercenaries are often hired by Mold, so Mil White has dealt with them quite a bit, and today's Black Mountain mercenaries are clearly unacceptable to him.

At this moment, the vanguard stepped forward.

"Major White, why don't I go around to the Black Mountain mercenaries' rear to draw their attention, and then you can take the opportunity to break out?"

Upon hearing this, Mill White's eyes widened.

"Soldier, if you leave, who will command FEAR?"

"Major White, I'll put FEAR in your command as well. I'm not very good at commanding operations anyway."

The elite soldier is self-aware; he is a human created by biotechnology, possessing the best physical qualities among humans, and his individual combat capabilities are those of a top-tier soldier.

However, the vanguard's command ability was rather average, perhaps even inferior to his younger brother Paxton Fairtay.

Commanding a clone army might be okay, since you won't feel bad if they die, but it's not enough to command FEAR's members.

Mil White, on the other hand, has over a decade of experience in special operations and is a very strong commander; otherwise, he wouldn't have become a colonel.

Mill White made a decisive decision; he knew the capabilities of the vanguard.

"In that case, let's give it a try! Everyone should make some noise to cover the scouts!"

The scout quickly climbed to the rooftop. The nearest dormitory building was about ten meters away, making it quite difficult to jump directly over, but the scout was confident.

After a running start, the soldier suddenly jumped and leaped seven or eight meters. Although he did not reach the roof of another dormitory building, he successfully jumped onto the balcony of a first-floor apartment.

A normal person's leg would definitely break if they did that, but the soldier rolled over as if nothing had happened, dissipating the force, and then quickly got up.

I observed the situation on the ground from the balcony. It seemed that the Black Mountain mercenaries were all attracted by the others, and no one noticed that the scout had jumped to another building.

However, the scout didn't rush to attack. It was too close to his teammates to effectively distract the enemy. He needed to move further away to launch the attack.

Just as he was about to go downstairs, the soldier suddenly felt a little dazed, and then he noticed that there was another man in the stairwell.

"Long time no see, my brother."

"Paxton, you're here too?"

Indeed, the man who appeared in front of the vanguard was Paxton Filthey.

However, the scout noticed that his younger brother looked strange and didn't seem like a living person.

"Don't look at me like that, brother. I am different now, you can tell, right?"

"Paxton, your flesh..."

"I regret that I was controlled by a succubus due to some accidents and had to abandon my physical body. In the end, I was able to meet you in this form only with the help of my mother. However, now that I've gotten used to it, I feel that this form is not so bad."

Paxton wore a faint smile, as if he no longer minded abandoning his physical body.

But the scout could see the gloom in Paxton's eyes; abandoning the body was certainly not a pleasant thing.

However, the sniper knew his brother Paxton's personality; Paxton was very competitive, and exposing the truth would only make Paxton angry.

"Paxton, you just mentioned our mother. How is she?"

When his mother was mentioned, Paxton immediately became animated.

"Yes! Our mother has finally broken free from that man's control. She is now a true goddess on earth, just a little short of transcending the mortal realm! Brother, she needs our help now!"

Upon hearing this, the vanguard fell silent, a sudden sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

"Paxton, tell me honestly, was what happened in San Francisco something your mother orchestrated?"

Paxton's smile faded, and he then raised an eyebrow at the scout.

"Are you referring to the nuclear bomb? The nuclear bomb is part of my plan, and my mother also helped out a little."

The scout stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to accept it.

"Why did you do that! Those are millions of innocent citizens!"

Paxton, who was being criticized, displayed a cold expression.

"So what? As long as Mother can become a goddess, what does sacrificing millions of people matter?"

The scout took a step back, his expression turning extremely unpleasant.

"Paxton, how could you have become like this!"

Paxton shook his head helplessly.

"I've always had this personality. Didn't you notice, growing up with me? Well, as the older brother, you've always been praised for your amazing physical abilities. And me? Just a weak body, a failure with slightly stronger mental strength than the average person. Only Mother would care for me so meticulously. As for everyone else, heh..."

The scout took a few quick breaths, seemingly angered by Paxton's words.

"I've always valued you! I've written to you every week, but you've never replied!"

Upon hearing this, Paxton's expression became rather strange.

"What era are we living in? How come people still write letters? Besides, I haven't seen any of those letters you mentioned."

This surprised the scout. He had indeed written many letters to Paxton, but Paxton said he hadn't received them, so there was only one possibility.

Clenching his teeth, the scout realized he had been deceived all along, but deep down he was kind and not as extreme as Paxton.

Although being deceived upset the vanguard, he wouldn't take his anger out on others.

“Paxton, it was indeed my responsibility not to discover your psychological problems, and I will never let you continue like this in the future!”

This made Paxton burst out laughing.

"Hahaha... I can't believe I heard you right? Vanguard, you're going to turn against your own brother and mother for some unimportant outsiders?"

Paxton's expression gradually turned fierce.

A sad expression appeared on the scout's face.

"I can't just stand by and watch you and Mother go astray!"

Paxton's expression grew increasingly ferocious.

"You make it sound so nice, but I think you've been brainwashed by the FEA's rhetoric! You've forgotten the hatred we carry, and the hatred our mother carried!" The vanguard was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he finally spoke.

“Of course I haven’t forgotten! Why do you think Ms. Elise was so determined to eliminate Amacham? But some things have to be done step by step!”

Paxton gave a disdainful smile.

"Take it one step at a time? Then there's no need for you to trouble yourself, Commander. Harlan Wade is already dead at Mother's hands. As for that Ms. Elise you mentioned, she's also in Mother's hands now and could die at any moment!"

"What! So you were the ones who kidnapped Ms. Elise? Why would you do this? Ms. Elise is a good person!"

"Hehe! Ms. Elise will be honored to witness her mother's ascension to godhood. This distorted world should have been changed long ago. Vanguard, it's not too late for you to return to your mother's side. Your mother is truly very gentle."

The vanguard, however, did not believe Paxton's theory.

"Releasing Ms. Elise now! Immediately!"

Paxton shook his head, and his body gradually began to fade.

"Brother, this may be the last time I call you brother. You have really disappointed me and Mother."

"Don't go! Release Ms. Elise first!"

The vanguard rushed towards Paxton, a pale blue psychic energy appearing on his palm as he attempted to grab Paxton.

Unfortunately, Paxton disappeared first.

"Damn it!"

The soldier angrily slammed his fist on the floor, then fell into a daze.

On one side are the millions of innocent souls in San Francisco, and on the other side are his younger brother and mother. For a moment, the soldier did not know how to choose.

Just then, some strange noises came from outside the dormitory building, interrupting the soldier's inner struggle. He remembered that he still had a mission to complete, and now was not the time to stop thinking.

What was that sound just now?

The answer to what that sound was comes from ten minutes ago.

About ten minutes ago, when Roy and his friends were approaching the dormitory area, their vision suddenly became blurry.

Subsequently, the three of them fell into different hallucinations.

"You've finally arrived."

Roy opened his eyes and found himself in a boundless grassland, with a towering tree in front of him.

The voice that just spoke came from the girl in the red dress sitting on the swing under the tree.

Yes, this time Roy saw a teenage girl, not a little girl.

"you again?"

Roy has realized that the girl in the red dress, the young woman in the red dress, and the woman in the red dress are all the same person, perhaps different stages in someone's memory.

The girl in the red dress let out a clear laugh, instantly turning the once barren grassland green and causing a profusion of flowers to bloom.

"Be my husband!"

Roy thought the girl in the red dress was going to say something, but instead she proposed to him, so much so that he thought he had misheard.

"Huh? Are you serious?"

As soon as Roy finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that the girl in the red dress had become quite pretty, just as Beckett had said before, like the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

It was as if the girl in the red dress was exactly the kind of girl Roy admired, making Roy's heart flutter.

No! This is seduction!
Roy took a deep breath and quickly looked away.

Fortunately, the girl in the red dress only used her face to seduce Roy; if she had used her body, he might have given in.

"What do you mean!"

The girl in the red dress got off the swing and slowly walked up to Roy.

At that moment, it was as if an invisible force pressed down on Roy's head, forcing him to look at the face of the girl in the red dress.

"You are the best man I have ever met, and I want to have a child with you."

Goodness, that's way too blatant!
Roy felt that the girl in front of him seemed to have some mental issues, and couldn't help but show a look of concern for someone with intellectual disabilities.

Why do you insist on having children with me?

"Because of our excellent genes, this child will surely become a god in the new world!"

These words left Roy even more speechless. Genes don't determine everything; upbringing is actually more important.

Many parents are exceptional individuals, yet their children are utterly hopeless.

Why do you believe that the child you have with me will definitely become a god?

"Yeah, why?"

The girl in the red dress looked puzzled, seemingly genuinely unaware of why she had such a thought.

"I can't remember why I had this thought, but I think it's the right one. Don't you want to create a new world with me?"

After thinking for a while, the girl in the red dress still couldn't come up with an answer, so she looked at Roy with her big, watery eyes.

Those eyes are so alluring.

"I'm sorry, but I can't agree to your request if I can't think of an answer."

Roy resisted the temptation and chose to refuse.

The girl in the red dress looked disappointed.

"I'm sure I'll figure out the answer to this question!"

As he spoke, Roy suddenly realized that the girl in the red dress in front of him had been pulled away abruptly, as if he had been teleported to a distant place.

The next second, Roy found himself back in reality, facing Miss Jay's anxious eyes and Adrian's furrowed brows.

Roy, how are you?!

Roy checked his body and found that there seemed to be nothing wrong.

"I'm fine, I was just hallucinating."

Upon hearing this, Adrian's expression turned extremely unpleasant.

"Roy, I just tried to dispel the illusion on you, but I failed! I suspect it wasn't an illusion at all!"

"What else could it be but an illusion?"

"I suspect that someone just connected their mind directly to yours!"

Roy was very surprised.

"A mental connection? But I just felt that world was incredibly real! I could even smell the grass and feel the wind on my face!"

"Isn't that even more terrifying? That guy's mental power may have already broken through the world's limits, which is extremely dangerous!"

Adrian's words silenced Roy. He felt that the girl in the red dress wasn't so scary after all, but that might be a mistaken impression caused by the girl's kindness towards him.

"In any case, let's rendezvous with the Marines and FEAR first!"

(The original image of Alma was hard to find, so I found an AI image that roughly conveyed the meaning.)
(End of this chapter)