Longmen Memoirs

There are two suitcases side by side in the rear compartment.

George opened the suitcase.

"Byron, come here quickly."

He shouted, but received no response. He glanced outside the car and saw Byron standing outside the car.

There are a few pieces of clothing in the suitcase, next to it are camping tools, a thin blanket, spare gasoline, some emergency food, a medical kit, sundries and an Originium sword hilt.

He had never seen such a weapon.

"Byron..."

"Ah, I heard it." Byron responded belatedly.

The rear compartment was suddenly pulled open.

"Did you find what you were looking for?"

The sound rang out, and the flashlight illuminated George's figure squatting in the trunk.

Byron lowered his hands uneasily, Chen Mo put his hand on Byron's shoulder, and Cao Zhi stood next to him with a serious face.

"George, what are you doing."

"Boss, I..."

"Come down now!"

"Yes."

Cao Zhi is undoubtedly very prestigious among this group of infected people. An impulsive and brainless young infected person, whether it is out of good intentions for the safety of his own organization or mixed with dissatisfied revenge, this is just an insignificant episode in this episode. .

Cao Zhi said that he was not disciplined well, but Chen Mo didn't say anything.

He pulled the two young men to the side, and his angry words rang in Chen Mo's ears intermittently.

"What just happened made Brother Chen laugh."

In the driver's seat, Cao Zhi spoke apologetically to Chen Mo.

Byron and George were sitting in the back seat. Byron lowered his head, and George turned his head to look out of the car with a sullen face. He seemed to have an argument with Cao Zhi. What surprised Chen Mo was that Cao Zhi actually brought these two with him in the end. Guy.

Chen Mo shook his head.

"fine."

Chen Mo had no time to solve the psychological problems of two young infected people who had nothing to do with him, but it could also be seen from the side that Cao Zhi's infected people were indeed mixed, as he said, good and bad.

Young people are passionate, act impulsively, and disregard the consequences, but at least the infected people under Cao Zhi have time to think about these things. They live a life that is no different from ordinary people. No, maybe there is still a little difference. After all, ordinary people There is always a layer of separation from the infected.

Their lives have been stabilized by the gathering of infected people and the uninterrupted friction between them and the two major families in the city for three years.

"Let me ask, which family did Brother Cao choose? [+

"Troca, their location is far away from us. O'Gorman's forces are bordering our West Street. They are close and convenient for movement and retreat. Moreover, we have the most conflicts with them...the O'Gorman family's After being lured over, even if we attack their territory, it may be regarded as a regional conflict for a short time, and they will not immediately think that we want to rob the supplies in their stronghold."

"Has the manpower been arranged?"

“Everything has been arranged, and Jim and a few old brothers are leading the team, so I can feel relieved.” He said, glancing at the rear seat in the rearview mirror: “But these two boys, it will definitely be bad if they go there. "

Byron shrank his head, George tsked lightly, and turned to look at Chen Mo, who was sitting in front of him in the co-pilot.

"Brother Chen and you are obviously similar in age, but we can't generalize between people." Cao Zhi suddenly sighed with emotion as he didn't know what he thought of.

"Oh, do you remember Dayan?"

"Yeah, I haven't been back since I left. I don't know what's going on with my hometown now, and I don't know if I can go back again in this life."

"Are you reluctant to leave or worried about it?" Chen Mo asked.

Cao Zhi's hand holding the steering wheel paused briefly.

"...Both." He replied.

He couldn't bear to see the infected people here, and he couldn't worry about what they would do after he left.

"If one day, everyone can find a place to live in peace, maybe then, I should think about going back."

Cao Zhi had a slight smile on his lips.

In fact, he doesn't know if there will come a day when he arrives in Colombia, and maybe these infected people will need him more than before.

The literati in Dayan often say that if you are successful, you can help the world, but if you are poor, you can only take care of yourself. Cao Zhi is not considered a good person, and he cannot help the world, but he did not choose to take care of himself.

Chen Mo didn't know how to evaluate such people.

Undoubtedly, what they did is worthy of admiration. Cao Zhi does not have much ambition. His only ambition is to survive with these infected people under his command. But even if it is the simplest way to survive, I don’t know when. It has also become an "ambition" that may take a lifetime of hard work but is difficult to achieve.

Infected, these three words are like the most common and vicious curse in this land. Anyone who has anything to do with the infected will not end well in the end.

Just like Chen Mo himself, he has a relationship with Kazdaele. In a sense, Kazdaele is no different from the infected. But after all, not all Sarkarz are infected, but even so, Look at his current situation.

But you have to ask for regret.

Ordinary people still have room for regret, but infected people do not. They are not even qualified to regret.

This land has never left a place for the infected, so they have to earn it, fight for it, and even rob it.

Chen Mo's dark eyes fell silent.

He didn't continue to say anything. He just thought of Chen and the fox. The things he least wanted to see were all caused by him, because he was temporarily soft-hearted, and because he failed to be completely cruel.

Everything was going according to Cao Zhi's original plan, and they exposed themselves to the eyes of the family who were preparing to search the city.

So that night, Chen Mo was forced to hide around the city with several local infected people who were familiar with the terrain. They looked for opportunities to attack family members who could be attacked. George was the most active one. Maybe this young man In fact, there is an unknown side hidden in the bones. Being passionate and impulsive is not necessarily a bad thing. The real bad thing is that being suppressed by the cruel reality and the identity of the infected person, one lives a life as numb as a walking zombie.

Chen Mo suddenly thought this way. When he saw Cao Zhi looking at George and Byron, Chen Mo understood what Cao Zhi was really thinking. Perhaps what he wanted with George was to subtly transform this idea of ​​living not just for the sake of living. to the hearts of his infected people.

If there is anything that can save the infected in this suffering land where natural disasters are rampant, it is only their longing and expectations for the future and their belief in knowing how to live.

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"Get up! How long are you going to stay there?"

Froststar kicked Tallulah who was sitting on the ground. The corpses of the reconnaissance team that ambushed them in the mine in front of them were lying in the thick snow. The snow on the tundra has not yet melted. It was obviously summer, but it was still the same here. Makes you feel cold.

Tallulah glanced up at Froststar, who had her hands on her hips.

"You're freezing me, you white rabbit...!" She said deliberately dissatisfied.

Froststar held out her hand.

"Even if yours is just a small flame, you can't even hold on to this little bit of air conditioning."

Tallulah took the other person's hand and stood up.

"That's not what you said when you froze these Ursus weapons."

Froststar ignored her.

She called to the soldiers on the battlefield to retreat immediately.

"Quick, hurry up, hurry up, the guerrillas are already here." Without looking back, she started to evacuate with her snow monsters.

"Wait, how do you judge?" Tallulah caught up with Frost Star, and she suddenly thought of something: "Were those strange Origin Stone decorations arranged by the guerrillas?"

She thought it was really just a tradition of the guerrillas. After all, they had many traditions, and Tallulah herself had not acted with the guerrillas a few times.

"That was set up by my father." Froststar turned his head and looked at Tallulah beside him.

Tallulah turned back, and the guards chasing them from the mine suddenly stopped and watched them leave from a distance.

"The Ursus army is not chasing us anymore. They seem to be very afraid of that thing. Wait, is this...is it something from Sakaz?"

Tallulah suddenly asked. She knew the identity of the Patriot. Kosiche taught her a lot of knowledge. Although he had other agendas, he finally made Tallulah understand many unknown secrets on this land. About the history and disputes of Ursus and many countries.

"His Sakaz ritual, these two now are considered the best that can be made with the materials at hand."

Those two strange-looking black devices blocked the only way to the mine, and Tallulah looked back.

"Patriot...Patriot is here too." she asked breathlessly.

Froststar stopped.

"You also said that it was expected that our team would be attacked. Since you said you wanted to wipe out the entire company here, of course our team alone is not enough."

Frost Star looked at Ursus' pursuers in the distance.

The white-haired Carters raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"The enemy has begun to become restless." She said, glanced sideways at Tallulah, and asked with some mystery: "Have you seen my father fighting? Tallulah."

"Then...he...is him, what did you say...didn't say he was here!" The commander of the Usas company asked the mine defenders loudly and tremblingly with fear.

The garrison at the original location received intelligence about the mine and prepared to ambush the infected forces that were about to attack the mine and completely annihilate them.

"Retreat! Retreat!! Leave it alone, leave it alone!" the company commander shouted loudly to the Ursus troops who rushed to the front.

The black military uniforms are like conspicuous ink stains on the white snow.

"Wait, they came from the end of the line? What are these in front of us?"

"Hello? Hello? Talk! Talk!"

Uneasy emotions spread in his heart, and he roared and asked loudly, but the black team in front of him still marched silently without any response. Suddenly, they collectively stopped.

Until the local garrison launched a fierce attack on him out of panic, the tall Sakaz standing in front of everyone still did not make any move or make any sound.

But Tallulah seemed to hear the cry mixed with the north wind of the tundra. It was the earth itself that was shaking, and the evil of the frozen soil was retreating steadily in front of the Wendigo.

Perhaps Tallulah had some kind of delusion, and the earth was just shaking due to the power of the Wendigo.

The patriot stood there, he raised his hand, and in Tallulah's eyes, he threw the black halberd in his hand towards the tundra.

A hole was suddenly punched out in the gloomy sky that only knew how to devour the lives of living creatures. The scattered air waves blew away the thick snow that had accumulated on this land for many years, revealing the original appearance of the earth.

Tallulah was stunned.

She only felt that she might never forget this scene. She finally understood why the guerrillas could persist in the snowfield for so long, and why even the Ursus army would feel fear when the name of the patriot was mentioned.

And she suddenly understood that even if he was a patriot, he was once just a member of Ursus' vast army.

"Thank you for your support, sir..."

Tallulah hesitated a little and looked at the patriots who walked up to her. The silent patriots put pressure on her, especially after witnessing the opponent's battle with her own eyes.

"... Tallulah." The patriot who thought he would not answer suddenly spoke, his voice low but clear: "If you want to leave the snowfield, you will be crushed by Ursus' armor."

He may have deliberately shown this power in front of Tallulah to let the young man understand what kind of behemoth she decided to fight.

"Dad?" Shuangxing was stunned: "Why now? Didn't we win..."

"The shield guards have gone to collect supplies. Please close the team. Order everyone to move." Patriot ordered, and he never went to see Tallulah again.

"……Yes."

Frost Star was a little unwilling, but Patriot's unquestionable order made her unable to say anything. Patriot taught him the habits of the army, and Frost Star had already penetrated into his bones.

When Froststar left, Patriot set his sights on Tallulah again.

In front of the tall Wendigo, Drake's figure seemed so small, and the shadow cast by the Wendigo was enough to completely cover Drake.

"You and your plans will get everyone killed."

Tallulah heard the patriot say this, without any hesitation or covering up, directly and decisively, as if she was stating a fact, a fact that was destined to happen.

Tallulah suddenly realized that this was the first time that the Wendigo in front of her had clearly expressed his opinion and response to her, even though the opinion was unshakable and deeply hurtful.

He did not sneer or ridicule, but the tone in which he stated the facts made people feel more disappointed than any sneer or ridicule. All her plans and everything she did turned into a conspiracy after seeing the power of patriots with her own eyes. Silly and ridiculous drama.

This was the patriot's answer to her and her thoughts.

Chapter 15 Struggle

Are you going to give up?

Shouldn't you give up?

Yes, just the remaining three-line troops of Ursus on the snowy plains kept Tallulah and his infected warriors exhausted. Without the participation of patriots and guerrillas, they might not even be able to fight against the pickets alone. .

And the south.

The south is where the main mobile cities of Ursus gather. The land in the south is rich and fertile, can feed more people, and has more opportunities. However, the south also has the most powerful army, the most sophisticated weapons, and the most well-trained people in Ursus. Excellent warriors, a prestigious legion.