Longmen Memoirs

"I don't know, I probably found an engineer responsible for maintenance from somewhere."

"Then we can confirm that the things are placed inside." Chen Mo nodded and put the dagger back on his waist: "Did he say where those outsiders live?"

"Uh……"

Samael didn't speak, he was already dead.

"The question now is how we are going to get close there." Samael changed the topic: "Their guards are very tight. Almost half of the people are surrounding that area. We can try to break in. If we are close enough, the opponent will There was no time to stop us.”

"But let's not come up with it later." Chen Mo retorted: "And your idea is based on the premise that we can break in. We have observed it when we were on the mountain. It has been reinforced. The only iron door to enter will be Be our first obstacle.”

"The worst result is that we will be blocked in front of the door and exhausted alive. The other party will also notice our purpose and launch an attack on you in advance." Chen Mo said: "I know what you are thinking, Samael, we We didn’t come here to die, completing the mission is our purpose. I don’t doubt your loyalty to your lord, but I think loyalty is not to die, and now we have come in.”

Samael took a breath, slowly relaxed his frown, and gave in.

"So, what do you think we should do?"

"I just heard that there are engineers from other places here. I think our tasks should be adjusted." Chen Mo said, "We happen to have two outsiders here."

"You mean pretending to be an engineer?"

"If we can find his location." Chen Mo pressed the headset: "Did you hear our conversation, one-eyed wolf?"

"I'm looking for..."

Chapter 46 good evening

A one-eyed wolf draped in camouflage lies on the sandstone.

The temperature in the Gobi desert dropped sharply at night, and the cold night wind mixed with broken sand hit people's faces. The feeling was not pleasant, but he was used to it.

He has faced more difficult environments than this, not just snow and swamps.

The remaining left eye was staring at the sight of the mechanical crossbow. Compared with the telescope, he was still an eye accustomed to the weapon in his hand, which made him feel much more at ease.

With the subtle movements of his fingers, the scope's magnification continued to zoom in and out, and the entire view of the stronghold below came into view, and every tiny move could not escape his observation.

He likes this feeling very much. He likes the feeling of controlling everything in the dark, listening to the sound of wind and breathing. He also likes the whistling of the crossbow arrows cutting through the air, the soft sound after hitting the target and the inner joy and achievement. He also likes the words from his teammates. commend.

But that damn infected new captain never praised him.

But it doesn't matter.

He once thought that a sniper's job was to be the eyes and backup for his teammates, and he still thinks so now, even though he has lost one of his eyes.

He never regretted the decision he made at that time, although the period after becoming an infected person made him feel confused and did not know where he should go in the future.

He considered quitting Black Steel and giving up his career as a sniper, but Originium Disease was an incurable disease. Even if he was willing to give up his career, the pain would still accompany him until his death.

So after a brief consideration, he was unable to give up this career after all, because he was born in a family that made traditional handmade crossbows since he was a child. This weapon has been with him almost all his life, from birth, to school, and later to become The sniper operator of Black Steel has almost integrated into his life. After coming to Black Steel, he has seen many crossbows produced by different processes, including professional testing equipment, and structures that are completely different from traditional crossbows. mechanical industry products.

More precise, more distant, and more powerful.

He felt that this weapon should accompany him to death instead of giving up. If possible, he hoped that his tombstone would be the crossbow in his hand instead of a stone he was unfamiliar with.

"found it!"

The one-eyed wolf's voice sounded on the radio, and in his sight was an old man arguing with the guard.

"The target is in the wooden loft on your upper left, about 100 meters away. Visually, there are two teams of guards, 17 people. The training interval is 15 seconds. There are seven sentries on the roof."

"Good job." Chen Mo praised without hesitation: "We will move closer next, please pay attention to the situation."

"You don't have to say it." The one-eyed wolf responded unhappily, failing to cover up the pride on his lips.

Fulfurman closed the door angrily.

He is 57 years old this year. At his age, he is old enough to be a grandfather in Victoria, but he has not been able to achieve this achievement.

When he was young, his wife worked for the Royal Ordnance Factory in Victoria like him, until an industrial accident took away Salia's summer-like life and also took away his beauty.

His wife's death dealt a heavy blow to him, so much so that he neglected his care for his son. He immersed himself in career and alcohol all day long to forget the pain, and he never had a good conversation with his son.

He never asked about his son's growth, nor did he care about what he encountered. Even when his son happily showed him his handiwork, he would only say a few words and leave in a hurry.

He failed to see his son's disappointed expression.

He seems to have endless work and endless things to do. He never takes a moment to breathe and never stops for anyone.

He didn't accommodate his wife's death to his son, and at the same time he didn't give his son what he needed most. He didn't understand what his son was thinking. He didn't care, but that didn't mean he wouldn't care.

He did not encourage his son when he was lost, he did not give advice when his son fell into the confusion of adolescence, and he never tried to solve his son's worries.

When the rest of the family gathered for Christmas, he didn't come home.

On his son's birthday, he was still working in the research laboratory.

He has never been seen at the graduation ceremony, and where can I find a few photos of him and his son, except for the smile on his father's face when he was just born?

He never smiled again. He forgot and would naturally lose it.

Until Fulfurman Jr. was involved in [+

"I just want you to be proud of me."

He cried bitterly after seeing such words in his son's notes and what his son had wanted to say over the years but had not been able to say. He should feel lucky, because Salia's son, even if he has an unworthy person like him, A qualified father still maintains a pure heart.

He is as gentle as his mother.

Fulfurman quit his job and stayed with his son. He wanted to make amends and spent all his savings to find a cure for his son's Originium disease, but he failed to find it. Those who claimed to be able to cure Originium disease could not find it. The medical institutions are all liars, they can only provide relief but still cannot cure.

Over the past few years, the money needed for relief had already drained his savings. He gave up his alcoholism and moved out of his original house in the uptown area. He tried to find a new job. His qualifications made the new job go smoothly. , but often after hearing that he needs to take care of relatives who are infected, the other party politely rejects him. Apart from factory equipment, he knows nothing. Even if he is just a simple dishwasher, he is considered too old. big.

So someone approached him later, and the person he introduced was a former colleague of his. After hearing about his experience, the other person found a job for him.

They promised to take care of Fulfurman Jr.'s medical care, but in exchange, he would have to work for them.

He agreed. He was desperate and had no reason to disagree, so he later came to Sargon, along with three steam armors, as an accompanying maintenance engineer.

But except for himself, the guys who were found couldn't be called engineers at all. Even the apprentices were smarter than them. He pointed out several times that what he needed was people who understood the Originium industrial system, even students. , but those people never took it to heart and would only urge it over and over again.

"Damn Sargonians! They don't understand human language at all." Thinking angrily, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

The door of the room was pushed open again.

"I said, you..."

Just when he was about to curse, he noticed that the person who came in was an unknown person wearing a black uniform, and the curse words stopped on his lips.

Samael, dressed as a soldier, turned around and closed the door.

Chen Mo looked at the old man opposite and raised his hand in front of his lips.

"Good evening, sir, my friend and I would like to ask you a favor."

Chapter 47 Insidious

Fulfurman's curses lingered on his lips, replaced by surprise. If he wasn't stupid, he would have understood that the three people in front of him were by no means good people.

The anger and surprise on the weather-beaten face slowly calmed down.

Fulfurman stood up and slumped back into his chair.

"You are not from here, are you?" His eyes briefly stayed on the uniforms of the three of them. "I don't know how this useless old man like me can help you."

"Of course, our target is not you, but what is under your hands."

"Those armors?"

"We wanted to destroy those three armors." Chen Mo said, "But now I suddenly changed my mind. As the engineer who maintains the armors, you should be able to turn them into a pile of scrap metal."

Salmai was stunned for a moment and quickly realized what Chen Mo meant.

He frowned and whispered into Chen Mo's ear.

"You think... you might expose us."

Salmai is not stupid. Of course he knows that Chen Mo wants to keep the three armors. Compared with destroying them, just using his hands and feet to make the armors unusable has the same effect as destroying them. The reason why the warriors in the territory did not attack The reason is because they are afraid of the power of armor, but if the armor cannot be used, the opponent will have no time to move before the warriors in the territory attack.

But Salmai didn't trust the engineer in front of him.

"Think about it, Mr. Salmai, if you can get those three things, the balance of power in the competition will tilt towards your territory. You will take the initiative and make fewer sacrifices, and your lord will be very happy. I'm glad you can bring him this advantage." Chen Mo patted Salmai's arm gently and said seductively: "This is a great achievement. Think about the families of the tribesmen and soldiers, can you bear to let them lose their families? Risks and opportunities coexist, don’t they?”

Salmai looked troubled and hesitant.

If possible, of course he hopes to capture those weapons, just to enhance the strength of the territory and reduce possible casualties of soldiers, but he did not have this idea in the beginning. Just sneaking in to destroy it is already extremely risky, not to mention Also save things.

"In a word, do you want it?" Chen Mo asked.

"think."

He looked worriedly at Fulfurman sitting opposite. "But how can you be sure that he will be willing to do things for us?"

"It all depends on him. I believe this old gentleman is a smart man and will not risk his life just for a job."

The second half of their conversation was not deliberately concealed. Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to Fulfuman's ears. The young man in front of him had a gentle face, but his words were almost cold. Fulfuman had no doubt that he He would kill himself if he didn't happen to be of some value.

"Do I have the right to refuse?"

"Unfortunately, no."

"Young man, I don't understand, how can you be sure that I won't betray you, how can you be sure that I won't give my life for this job, if I am not a smart person, but just a stupid and stubborn old man. "

Cloudy eyes stared at Chen Mo across from him in the simple wooden room. There was a touch of curiosity on the old man's vicissitudes of life. He didn't have any nervousness, let alone fear.

"You're not afraid of death, are you?"

"Everyone is afraid of death, but I am probably the one who is least willing to die." The old man said slowly and sighed softly: "You are very conceited, young man, you have convinced me, I am not willing to take risks when I am old. "

"No, actually I am very cautious." Chen Mo shook his head: "So I will send people to follow you, you know what to do, my people are lurking nearby, your every move is in our eyes, I can bear this time The mission failed. After all, I was only entrusted by others. In this situation, we alone cannot achieve our goals."

Chen Mo pointed to Salmai next to him.

"But if you fail, or betray us, I think this loyal warrior will not mind venting his anger on you. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, I guarantee you that you will not be able to get out of Sal alive. tribute."

Salmai's expression changed.

"You didn't say this before."

"But the certainty of my proposal is higher than what you said." Chen Mo explained: "Don't you worry about letting him go by himself? Samael, you are the only one who understands your language here, and we may be discovered by someone older than you. More, besides, you are the biggest beneficiaries."

"Ok."

"But one thing must be made clear in advance. Our previous contract was to destroy, but if we can capture them, considering that you also participated in the operation and you have a share, the price of these three armors must be included in the reward."

"I think Lord Abed is willing to pay the money, but you have to promise that after we launch the attack, you will work with me to ensure that the armor will not be destroyed by the opponent."

……

The old man took Samael, who was disguised as a guard, to the area where the armor was stored.

Chen Mo and Wu Wu stayed where they were and waited.

"I thought you would let the old man take us in disguised as engineers." Crow lowered his voice and turned off the headset and looked at Chen Mo who was hiding in the corner.

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at her strangely, and turned off the headset. Only vague conversations could be heard in the headset. It was probably that Samael and Fulfurman had already started contact with the guards.

Everything is going smooth.

"How could you make such a stupid suggestion?"

How many people can there be in this stronghold? As a key guard area, can the guards not know the engineers in the stronghold? Even if they don't know them,

He then switched to the backup channel and told the one-eyed wolf on the top of the mountain: "One-eyed wolf, keep an eye on them."

The one-eyed wolf's reply sounded in the earphones.

"So now you are throwing Samael out as a pawn."

"I'm that bad." Chen Mo whispered: "Don't say that. Could it be that Samael wanted to make a contribution and I kindly helped him."

"Don't tell me that you believe what the old man said." Crow pursed his lips and chuckled.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Chen Mo said: "Anyway, in our current situation, we will never be able to sneak in and complete the mission. You also heard what Samael said. He is not afraid of death and is loyal, but there is no need for us to accompany him. , not worth it.”

"If he is lucky, the old man is telling the truth. We will complete the mission for free, no loss at all. If he is unlucky, he will die first and we will have a chance to escape. At worst, the mission fails. It is better than losing money. Life is good."

"...Are you still afraid?" Crow asked.

"You're not afraid." Chen Mo said noncommittally: "If he rushes in stupidly, we have to finish playing with him and stabilize him first."