As a special forces formed during the Vietnam War, the main members of MACV-SOG were selected from other special forces and elite soldiers in the United States.

Before coming to SOG, Mason served in the U.S. Marine Corps and was also a member of the infamous "Marine".

In that era, the U.S. Marines were known for their ultra-low treatment and highest death rate. In the eyes of other armies, joining the Marines was equivalent to wandering on the edge of hell.

At that time, the battalion commander in charge of the infantry battalion where he was was a guy named Lector. Because it happened a long time ago, Mason could no longer remember the battalion commander's name.

Lecter's figure is not tall, and he looks a little thin compared to his soldiers. Unlike other commanders, this gray-haired man always has a kind smile on his face. If he weren't wearing a military uniform, he wouldn't have been seen as a soldier at all.

As a recruit who joined later, Mason had never understood why people like Lecter could get into the position of commander, and even once doubted whether Lecter had anything to do with the commander.

Strangely, the veterans seemed to be very awe of Lecter, and even reached a level of almost fear. The young recruits, behind their backs, were very despised the commander and came to a completely consistent conclusion:

——Lecter is a sissy.

This view lasted for a long time until Laketer led the Marine Force Search Team to Alaska for special missions.

At that time, Soviet special forces infiltrated Alaska. After receiving the news, in order to prevent the infiltration of the Soviets, the command center sent a force search team led by Lector to search for traces of Soviet soldiers.

Ten minutes after arriving at the destination, the communication between the military search team and the command center was interrupted.

Then, soldiers from the US military base 50 kilometers away took helicopters to the location where the signal disappeared and began to search. They did not search for it for too long, and then saw an incredible scene:

A coniferous forest, originally covered with snow, turned into the cruelest battlefield.

More than a dozen fir trees standing in the snow and ice were broken by bullets and fell down, pressing down the corpses of the US and Soviet soldiers. The broken limbs and arms were covered with the entire open space, full of burning marks of gunpowder, the wreckage of soldiers, and twisted weapons fragments.

——The military search team and the Soviet special forces encountered each other in this forest, and then died together in a violent firefight!

The soldiers covered their noses and walked through the bloody open space, and their anti-freezing military boots stepped on the already frozen blood. Among the broken bodies, they looked for the location of the commander of the squad, Lecter.

"Have you found him?" The voice of the commander of the commander of the headquarters sounded from the bulky radio station.

"Report to the sir, there is no." The radio soldier immediately spoke: "But with the battle here, the possibility of Chief Laketer's survival is extremely low."

"No matter whether he is dead or alive, find him out." The command center sent an order.

After receiving the instructions from his superiors, the soldiers continued to search for traces of Lecter in the killing field. After turning over the pile of corpses on the ground, they finally found a fairly complete body.

"Is it him?" asked a soldier who came over from the side.

"I don't know, I can't see clearly..." The soldier squatting next to the corpse grabbed his stiff shoulders, turned the corpse over, and looked at the other person's face.

The face turned pale because it was exposed to the temperature of minus twenty degrees Celsius for a long time. A thin layer of white frost formed on the mouth, and a bullet hole was hanging on the cheeks, but it did not bleed, as if it was frozen at low temperatures.

There is no doubt that this guy must be dead. The soldiers took the photo of Lecter and compared it with the face of the corpse, and immediately found that this person was Lecter himself.

After confirming the identity of the corpse, the soldier who was still squatting next to the corpse said loudly:

"Notify the command center, Lecter has..."

Before he could finish his words, a bone-broken cold suddenly came from his wrist. An extremely cold big hand strangled his right wrist.

"ah!"

The soldier who had experienced many battles actually screamed and his right hand twitched hard, trying to shake off the hand that stretched out from below, but it was completely futile.

The soldiers who were originally standing beside him were frightened and retreated repeatedly, raising their guns to aim at their comrades.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the "corpse" that had been stiff and had been shot on the cheek slowly sat up, opened the snow-filled eyes, bent the corner of his mouth... and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm not dead yet."

A hoarse and kind voice burst out from the chest of the "corpse", which made the soldiers present shudder, and felt that the cold wind passing by seemed to have become even colder.

"Sir... are you... okay?" the soldier who was holding his wrist asked with concern, still trying to break free from Lecter's cold right hand.

"I'm fine, hahahaha!"

Lecter suddenly burst into laughter, stood up and patted the snowflakes on his body, moved his frozen fingers, then opened his mouth and stuffed both fingers into his mouth, and took out the bullet stuck on the outside of his teeth.

"The weather is good, so there is no need to stop bleeding, and it also has analgesic effects." Lecter said with a smile, reaching out to touch the bullet hole in his face.

"Yes, yes..." The soldiers next to them stammered and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Although the person they were looking for was still alive, the soldiers had no joy in their hearts, only complete fear spreading in their consciousness.

——All of their comrades were torn to pieces and they were seriously injured. Are the guys who can still laugh in this situation really still humans?

“…”

After listening to Mason's narration, Bauman, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke: "I seem to have heard of this person, the Marine Corps' 'Smiling Lecter', his deeds were quite famous back then, and even spread to us."

"There is such a monster?" Lin Chi raised his eyebrows.

If the enemy on the opposite side is really this Lecter, the next battle will probably be even more troublesome. According to what Mason said, Lecter has exceeded the scope of human beings and turned into a pure beast of war.

Compared to normal soldiers, this kind of monster with abnormal mentality is more difficult to deal with. It is conceivable that if he is targeted by Laketer, he may experience another bloody storm.

"Does the Marines still have such lunatics? I haven't been there." Woods said in a hoarse voice, turning his head to look at the smoked car wreck behind him.
Chapter completed!