Abyss Train

Chapter 784 CountDown⑥ [Season of Gold·Golden Years]

Foreword:

The beauty of a person does not lie in his appearance, clothes or hairstyle, but in himself, in his heart. If a person does not have the beauty of the soul, we often hate his beautiful appearance.

“I often have a time-distortion hallucination, as if I were to experience something that had already happened again.”

Chief Hitchcock and Mr. Maguire said—

"——I am only four years younger than the teacher. At the beginning, the commander of the corps said that he wanted this guy to be our pistol instructor. In fact, no one obeyed him."

Maguire rested his hands on his knees, holding a small notebook. This was a moment of leisure time that was priceless on the battlefield.

After capturing Yueyin City, the stage mission of Class 7 was completed. The brothers in the team felt like the bowstrings were loosened and they could finally relax.

Chief Petty Officer Hitchcock approaches Maguire and wants to talk about the gunsmith.

[REMIX·Remix] The intrusion not only blinded the eyes of the Immortal Alliance and stunned Judas's mind, but also defeated the fighting will of some of the brothers in the Legion.

Hitchcock is one of them. Senior members of the Fast Knife Group like him, as well as Mr. Beichen who retired early, would more or less feel upset and lost because of the news of the gunsmith's death.

"We need heroes more than ever," said Sergeant Hitchcock. "There was a time when I didn't believe there was justice in this world - when I was a kid, there were three gangs on the block."

"They fight each other, competing for money and power, competing for the blood of grace."

"Whoever is crazier will win. Whoever is less human will control the local police department."

"If you want to survive, the rules of survival are decided by the strong, and the weak will be eaten."

“Whether we sell our labor or our blood and flesh, one day we will end up on the table.”

"Sergeant Maguire, I still have an inexplicable hatred for my hometown."

“It took away my innocence, it cost me family and friends – I never want to go back to that place.”

"Not only in my childhood, but also in my youth. After I joined the army, I thought I could do something, but when I returned to my hometown with the expeditionary force, I lost 16 comrades again."

"I can command a squad, and my brothers all listen to me."

"But when it comes to a life-and-death farewell, there is no other way but to take shortcuts and sacrifice oneself. I have to be the one who makes the decision!"

Hitchcock lit up his cigarette -

"——Now the teacher should be very close to Judas, very, very close"

"I'm scared. I don't want to lose him again. Does Klopp think so too? Does he have to bear this pressure when making a decision?"

"The maximum loss that can be caused by commanding a squad is the death of dozens, or at most a hundred people."

"But if Marshal Crozet says something wrong, the entire legion could be wiped out."

"The same is true for the gunsmith teacher. The mission that the nameless elite soldiers have to complete is as difficult as ascending to heaven - but the results achieved can avoid meaningless casualties among the weak like us."

"It turns out that he has been protecting me all along. He has been protecting me all along."

At this point, Chief Petty Officer Hitchcock's mind collapsed and his breathing became rapid.

Maguire can't cure this disease. He is just a surgeon and there is nothing he can do.

The other brothers in the team suffered varying degrees of injuries in the siege. The post-war military-civilian mediation phase was handed over to the Canglang Regiment for full responsibility. After these younger soldiers set foot on the warm land of Shambhala, it was also the first time for them to take off their armor and recuperate.

After hearing what Sergeant Hitchcock said, Bullet, as the leader of the soldiers, squeezed into a corner of the tent and sat cross-legged. He also wanted to listen and wanted to know about the teacher.

Not only Bullet Boy, more and more people squeezed into the tent. The girls and boys stood there at a loss at first, and then found their respective positions, like obedient students in groups.

"The first time I heard about the gunsmith teacher was at a secret mobilization meeting before the war, when the staff of the Organization Department was doing ideological and political work for us." Hitchcock went on to say, "I was surrounded by an inexplicable anger."

"I say, was everything I was doing in the Anonymous Club, crying in front of the teacher's coffin, fake?"

"I helped carry the coffin, and hundreds of thousands of people passed by his portrait for six days. Is this all just a joke?"

"I don't understand, why did he have to die?"

"Is he a coward? He's afraid to fight?"

"But."

When Hitchcock said this, his tears could not stop flowing.

"I need to think about all this clearly before I know what the gunsmith teacher has given up."

"He will no longer be a gunsmith. There will be no such person in the world. Everything related to him, his honor, his achievements, his social identity will gradually fall apart - his relatives will also be in danger."

"He was the one who led the expedition to Shambhala, and he was also the one who attacked Judah's camp alone."

"But when the time comes to reward him, will he suddenly disappear?"

Hitchcock's eyes were red, he wiped his tears with a headscarf, grabbed Maguire and asked -

"—I just want to have a few more words with him, Dr. Maguire."

“Maybe there are so many people in the teacher’s life, and he has so many students.”

"Belloberg approves of you, what does it say?"

The gunsmith is a mark of an era, and this is true for Aohen Mingde as well as for the common people in the underground world.

The ferocious beast cannot get the sharp knife handed to it by the anonymous person, and cannot eradicate the legacy of Platform Zero left in various administrative districts. Just as Operator Su Xingchen described - these armed extortion, violent crimes, power bribery and spiritual disasters will continue.

Most of the leaders of armed criminal groups possess extraordinary psychic powers and strong physiques, and the regiment does not have such a sharp knife to decapitate - even if it does, it will cost a heavy price to completely wipe out Platform Zero.

Only by accomplishing this first task can Judah's overseas mercenaries be crushed, the administrative district can gradually recover, and then feed back to the armed forces of various transportation departments, so that there will be a harvest in the autumn.

The leader role of the Nameless Group has never been a mysterious person who is high above, nor an incompetent general who hides behind the scenes and commands his troops to their deaths. On the contrary, the gunsmith is always on the front line.

His fighting skills are impressive, and his fighting spirit is unimaginable.

In Sergeant Hitchcock's eyes, the teacher was like an unbeatable symbol, which had been deeply imprinted in his youthful military career.

This example has inspired almost three generations of people in the underground world: the psykers who sank in the Dark Ages, the students who just came to the Expeditionary Corps from campus in the Golden Age, or the children who are about to grow up and learn to speak when they open storybooks and see the illustrations of the Night Demon.

If we say that Senna, the God of Racing, and Maradona, the King of Football, as sports idols, reached out to every cynical, gloomy and discouraged young person in South America, which was in a state of economic depression and political turmoil, and pulled them out of the quagmire of depression.

In this highly developed multimedia age, the gunsmith and the anonymous propped up the backbone of the underground Homo sapiens, making people believe again - believe that the brave will be blessed by heaven, and hard work will definitely pay off.

"I think." Maguire was silent for a long time. He didn't know the answer either. "Beloberg can't answer you. It's just an elf. Your teacher is also my teacher. Beloberg taught me knightly fighting skills, which is also the gunsmith's butchering skills."

Hitchcock asked absentmindedly: "It is the teacher's comrade-in-arms. It..."

Maguire interrupted, "He's a very simple man. He can talk to you for three days and three nights about tactics and strategy, but this guy's character is surprisingly simple - maybe not as complicated as you think, Sergeant Hitchcock."

Hitchcock: What do you mean?

"I could vaguely feel that when he approached me and talked to me as a psychologist, he was a pure psychologist. I could hardly feel that he had any personality." Maguire recalled carefully, trying to find some "personality" and "characteristics". "He is a very professional person, which makes people envy him. He seems to maintain extremely high standards for everything - hoping to get good results by being prepared. He has always been like this, as if he is always prepared for danger, which makes it difficult for people to relax."

"It seems that my impression of him in terms of work stops here."

Maguire suddenly smiled, feeling involuntarily happy, and couldn't tell why.

"Only when everything was over did we seem to have walked the same path together. Supporting each other on the journey, I finally realized that he was not a machine."

"He enjoys yelling abuse at his enemies."

"He likes fishing, and he especially likes quiet time, being alone."

"He is always thinking, but his thinking path to the answer is very simple. If he can do something, he will do it immediately. If he makes a mistake, he will not regret it, but will make the right choice immediately."

"If he thinks faking his death is a good thing, I believe he won't regret it, nor will he hesitate. It seems that all Chinese people are like this. I don't quite understand their national culture, but it seems that they are all like this. For the sake of the collective, they are willing to give everything."

Maguire lowered his head and muttered softly.

“I was also very happy to see him again.” “I was really happy, but at the same time I felt sad because Belloberg was leaving me.”

"The gunsmith is looking for his sword. There must be another terrifying demon waiting for him."

Sergeant Hitchcock's "illusion" actually came from the power of the [Regret Pill]. In the last harvest season, the space-time disturbance caused by FE204863 turned many psychics who had not yet awakened into insect eggs - this was the "scale powder" emitted by the blue morpho butterfly when it flapped its wings. This strange psychic tide alone was enough to give birth to some of the seeds of a new era.

Today, these warriors have become the Gunsmith's reliable backup and the main cause of Judah's death.

"I don't think the teacher has any ideas." Bullet Boy first said in a steady tone, pretending to be mature: "Everything is the order of the Organization Department. Obeying orders is the most important attribute of a soldier. This is what the teacher said himself."

"He also said that a sharp knife that the enemy cannot detect is deadly enough."

"Since he can hide again, he will definitely choose to do so."

At this point, the grooves around Bullet's eyes began to shed tears.

"——If it were me, I would definitely not be able to do it, I'm sure."

  What kind of cold-blooded and cruel person can cut off all friendships, lose all glory, abandon all desires in the prosperous world, and become an unknown person again?

Speaking of youthful ambition, that is the fame that almost every young person dreams of, and it is a great achievement that makes one love everyone as a gunsmith - the gunsmith said he didn't want it, so he simply left the code name to the Council of Five Kings, waiting for the next young man to take it.

This was not a political show, because Jiang Xueming did what he said - he seemed to be playing a joke on Guangling Zhixi and telling the students the story of the boy who cried wolf.

When war came again, the teacher crawled out of the grave and charged towards the enemy's lair again.

"My friend, I knew it from the first moment I saw you."

Aohen Mingde curled up into a ball, curling up in the arms of the Hunter King to keep warm.

——Although it was a hot summer day, the good cat was too far away from its physical body and was close to a state of spiritual energy exhaustion.

"We must have a lot to talk about."

Jiang Xueming was busy driving and did not answer.

BOSS: "Please say something. The atmosphere has become so tense."

"Please help me look at the road book sent by the radio, thank you." Xueming replied casually.

BOSS: "Left three, follow the pilot car up the slope, then turn right seven sharply, follow the tire tracks of the car in front, it's a U-turn, avoid the big rock."

Jiang Xueming: "Thank you."

BOSS: "Damn! ~My dear!~ You are so cold to me!~"

Jiang Xueming: "I can't help it. I won't chat while I'm working. Be careful or I'll sue you for workplace sexual harassment."

BOSS: "Everyone in the underworld owes you so much, Gunsmith. I don't know how to thank you."

Jiang Xueming: "Please transfer money to my retirement account. Thank you. It will take a lot of money. It's up to you."

BOSS: "This question is too difficult for me. Too difficult, too difficult."

Jiang Xueming: "Then leave it for the celebration banquet. Attention, there are enemies attacking from the sunny side. The visual distance is about 480 meters. The small force is composed of cavalry. Donghe County in Turan Grand Canyon should have received the news. The horses of Shambhala are very short, so it should be difficult to see. Try using a telescope."

The pilot car on the radio responded, "Not scared off?"

"We were going too fast, they couldn't catch up, and couldn't see the head on the car door - there was no chance to appreciate this art." Jiang Xueming explained, specially adjusting the position of the trophy on the main driver's door.

It was the head of Judas, which had been embalmed and a makeup artist had performed a special contouring ritual on it.

They passed through six cities and thirty-two counties, taking advantage of the official roads of Danqiu State and having a smooth journey. When passing through the checkpoints, they only needed to show these heads and fire warning shots to break through the defense, and the enemy's morale would collapse in an instant.

"Actually, I've always felt bad." Boss talked about friendship again: "I seem to have asked too much of you. Do you know what I was thinking at the beginning?"

Jiang Xueming glanced at the Hunter King and said, "Aunt Qianxia, ​​it has started talking nonsense! Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The Hunter King shrugged and spoke in his hometown dialect: "I'm really sorry. There's nothing I can do. He's the boss."

"Your face was what attracted me in the first place." The boss started to talk nonsense: "When a new employee comes to your territory and he looks good, you will always take a second look at him!~"

"In this era, the most powerful way to make money is still live streaming! ~"

"Everyone loves to look at beautiful women, and I love to look at a beautiful woman like you, too."

"There are too many artificial beauties, so people start to act crazy and abstract——"

"——I know that too. It seems that over time, if there is no inner beauty, we often become disgusted with beautiful appearance."

“The most abstract and beautiful skin has also become a monster that absorbs essence. Because we can see, we can see the true appearance of the ogre - but it is difficult to resist the temptation brought by the devil. Not only do we hate this monster, but we also hate our own weak souls that succumb to desire.”

"We are sinking in this era, being seduced here and there, having our minds transformed by the idea that money is supreme, being torn to pieces by the cruel gravity of reality, being whipped by all kinds of dogmas and rules, being terrified, and depraved, and gradually we ourselves are turning into monsters."

"Gunsmith, can you hear me?"

Jiang Xueming: "I don't understand Coach Ke's decision. Why must the boss come?"

Hunter King: "The last time it led an expedition was in Eureka Volcano City. After that, the decision-making units of the Transportation Bureau and you were entrusted with the war. Now is the Cold War period when the penalty regulations of the "Convention of the Supreme" are in effect. Philosophers are not on guard and are focusing on the implementation of the economic sanctions package. They would never have thought that the boss would knowingly visit Shambhala again."

"Because the Dagda Cauldron is real." The boss replied in a daze: "The story I have never dared to tell people, the various legends hidden behind the Best Moon Cup - are actually true, gunsmith."

"It can indeed fulfill a wish, as long as it is related to this planet, as long as Mother Gaia can do it. It will slowly come true, slowly come true, perhaps hundreds of years later, perhaps thousands of years later - it will definitely come true slowly, but you may not be able to see it with your own eyes."

"People don't know what to do with this golden cup." The Hunter King explained, "Or rather, the Security Council cannot reach a consensus in the short term. Any powerful country in the secular world will compete for this wishing cup, but its authenticity may only be proved by the one-sided words of the boss who made the wish himself. It is a psychic bomb with a power far exceeding that of nuclear weapons. Even if the detonation button is not pressed, people will always worry whether there will really be a day of nuclear war. This seems to be the result that Judas wants, to spread fear everywhere, fear of survival, fear of power, fear of material and interests that cannot be obtained - fear, this is the survival instinct of human beings, and it is also Judas' strongest weapon."

“People will accept injustice because they fear the oppression that comes with power.”

"People will accept immorality because they are afraid of losses in their interests."

“People will accept evil, recognize evil, and gradually become the embodiment of evil. They will start eating human flesh and drinking human blood, fearing that they will become food on the table. The law will become a means of attack and can no longer represent justice. It will lose its own meaning of existence and become a more advanced human meat grinder and a weapon of the strong.”

“There is nothing that cannot be sold, and nothing that cannot be bought—the specific value of financial currency and the violent nature of psychic tokens. As an immortal, Judas can take it all. This is his era.”

"We will be trapped on this planet forever, sleeping in the cradle of Mother Gaia, waiting for the arrival of the next extinction era. My hometown, Shinto City, is the best example - it sang a lullaby early on."

The Dagda's Cauldron has very similar properties to Qiongqi's psychic mantra nuclear bomb. If it falls into the hands of an individual, it can be used to kidnap all of humanity.

The boss' eyes widened and his beard turned completely white.

"It comes to me again, Gunsmith, like a dream - a group of foolish beasts want to use the flesh and blood of their fellow men as fuel, stuff it into this holy chalice, and try to use it to realize some strange wishes."

"It possesses divine power similar to the Rune Seal that regulates the primordial seeds, like an instruction set generator. Mother Gaia uses this power to regulate the earth's temperature, control thunder and lightning, trigger earthquakes and tsunamis, and change the population properties of the biosphere. I kept digging deeper and finally got infected with the Vita Mark."

"I became the biggest source of infection. My fellow dwarves died one after another, and my tribes were exterminated one after another. I was about to go crazy, disappointed and lost, and lost all direction. I swallowed their corpses and carried them on, and on."

"I found this golden cup, vomited out all the essence in my stomach, and sent these companions who turned into insects back into the Holy Grail. I wanted to take a shortcut, but I regretted it in the end. It seems that it is no longer so important to continue digging, Gunsmith."

Aohen Mingde stretched out his claws completely, wanting to slap the gunsmith's hand.

"I hope every dwarf in the world can be healthy, happy and joyful."

"It seems that nothing has happened, and nothing has changed. The Vita brand has not disappeared, and the shortcut does not seem to exist."

"People had no sun, and no Cinder King to help them. Later, Merlin could only create a peephole to refract the sunlight, bringing some hope to the City of Tears."

"Now I have to respond and clean up this mess myself."

"I believe it. I am more superstitious than ever before—"

"——A wonderful fate brought you to me, and through the almighty hand of the Vita brand fundamentalists, I met you. Is there anything more bizarre in the world than this?"

"I must get the golden cup before Judas, and even before the philosophers, and be the first to make my second wish. After bidding farewell to the age of dwarves, I will enter the age of Homo sapiens. This time, I won't have to be so troublesome and I don't have to be so clear about the divisions."

Its claws were on the back of Jiang Xueming's hand, and it wanted to take a nap.

"I hope everyone in the world can be healthy, happy and joyful."