War Paradise

"what……"

Putting the unconscious Maria aside, Marcus's throat let out a low roar, like a wounded beast.

Once a member of the Cobra Squad under the command of the War Observer, he was forcibly "sent" to other maps by Hoffman. Before arriving on Mars, he had seen countless battlefields.

From the ancient desert two thousand years ago to the barren satellites in the years later, he has witnessed almost all possible battles in "War Paradise".

In fact, it is precisely because of his steel-like will and strong psychological quality that Marcus will become one of the leaders of the Cobra team.

But even so, when he "shuttle" for the last time and arrived on Mars, serious psychological problems still appeared:

Although he survived, no one can maintain a healthy mentality after numerous consecutive battles like The Underworld. What's more, the intensity of the war that Marcus has seen has already exceeded the limit of human endurance!

Then, this guy who watched almost all the wars in the world became a veritable "war observer", his sanity finally returned to zero, his mental breakdown was complete, and he became what he is now.

Marcus still remembers that when his body was burned when the spacecraft landed and was about to die, he even felt relieved. Unfortunately, when he opened his "eyes" again, he soon realized that he was still alive.

To this day, Marcus still remembers clearly the situation that day:

When he woke up, thinking that he had fallen into The Underworld, he raised his head and looked around, only to find that he was sitting in the metal cabin of the spacecraft. The steel bulkhead beside him reflected the dim silver light.

"I'm still alive? No...it's impossible...how am I..."

Marcus murmured incoherently, even though he found that he had survived fortunately, there was not the slightest gratitude in his voice, but full of undisguised regret.

——If you weren't trying to survive in the first place, you wouldn't have worked so hard, right? Now it seems that it’s better to be dead...

Thinking of this, Marcus also slammed his head into the metal bulkhead decisively, intending to commit suicide in a straightforward manner. But after finally making up his mind to give up his life, he was blocked by invisible power.

The force that prevented him from committing suicide put him firmly on the bed, let alone committing suicide, and he couldn't even move his fingers, only his head could make movements.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the black shadow pressing from the other side of the capsule, Marcus made a startled voice. Two seconds later, the surprised expression on his face turned into astonishment, and there were two tears in the corner of his eyes.

He heard the male voice he would never forget-the voice from the "War Observer":

"It's me, Marcus."

"BOSS..."

Marcus's tears and snot made his face muddled. This old "old man" who has walked through countless battlefields has long since been scorched by the flames, with a strange expression that cannot be described in words, crying and laughing. It looks like a devout believer sees the gods appearing in front of him:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I failed your expectations, I am the shame of the Cobra team... Thank you for saving me! Thank you, thank you..."

Marcus didn't know what he was talking about anymore, he just sat on the bedside crying bitterly, watching the shadow approaching him.

Even for the elites of the Cobra team, the war watcher is a mysterious existence. As the leader of the organization, this guy has never appeared mysteriously on any occasion, and his level is comparable to the leader of the "black organization" of a certain Dongying island nation.

This time, the war observer still did not show up, and his body was completely enveloped by a layer of black air, but his sexually neurotic voice, Marcus would never miss it:

"I know where you've been, and I'm glad to see you come back to me. So now...will you continue to be loyal to me?"

"Of course, of course!" Marcus nodded without hesitation.

"Listen well, this will be your last mission." The voice of the war watcher floated out of the shadows: "Just do as I say, and I will fulfill any of your wishes."

Hearing this, Marcus was still smiling on his smoking face, his scorched facial muscles trembling hard, opened his mouth to say his only wish:

"Can you bring Maria back to life? 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 an action similar to nodding: "I can let her return to you, but I can't recall her'soul'. I can only give you an empty shell. Is this okay? ?"

"Anything will do, as long as she can live!" Marcus's voice was very anxious.

——He was thrown into other "worlds" with Maria, and he fought with the disabled woman on various battlefields. He had already established a close relationship that surpassed friendship and love and didn't know how to describe it.

He has saved Maria's life many times, and Maria has also helped him escape from hunting and killing. In the wild battlefields of Africa, if it were not to cover his retreat, Maria would not be shot by those mobs holding AKs.

Because of this, for Marcus, resurrecting Mary is the only wish in his heart.

After he asked, Sombra nodded immediately:

"I can meet your needs. However, I can only'resurrect' her once. Another thing to remember is that if you encounter an opponent you can't beat, you can gain powerful power by killing her."

After that, the shadow of the war watcher disappeared from the space capsule, and the scorched skin on Marcus's body was instantly replaced with hard steel.

As the invisible force holding his body dissipated, Marcus finally stood up again. Before he could confirm where he was, he heard the voice of the electric wheelchair:

"You came……"

Seeing the silver-haired woman sitting in a wheelchair with only the upper body left, Marcus rushed up and hugged the "old man" who accompanied him from birth to death with his arms covered with metal skin.

"Thank you, Lord War Watcher..." Marcus fell to his knees, staring at the silver-haired woman in front of him:

"This time, I won't leave you behind."

...

"I promise."

Consciousness returned to reality from the memory, Marcus's voice was categorical, he put the unconscious Maria flat on the sand, then stood up, strode back toward the battlefield.

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