Longmen Memoirs

He had never seen Tallulah smile so brightly.

When the midday sun fell in the center of the square, and the snow on the treetops in the camp had not yet melted, she was surrounded by the infected, and the figure of the silver-haired leader became so dazzling and conspicuous.

"Stop looking. If you want to see it so much, why don't you just go there."

The sniper's impatient voice sounded at an inappropriate time. This arrogant guy probably didn't want to see such a scene.

"What do you know."

"I'm not like you. I wonder if you don't get much attention here. No one comes to pick you up."

Chen Mo took out his cigarette and lit it.

"Why don't you speak."

"Light a cigarette."

Chen Mo saw Alina walking from a distance, and he picked up the sniper's luggage bag.

"Let's go, go and pack your luggage first, and then I will take you to meet the person you are responsible for teaching and arrange your work later."

"Is this gone?"

The sniper looked at his back.

"How about you stay here?"

He turned back and said without stopping. The sniper looked at the infected people gathered there. After all, he couldn't go over to join their joy. He didn't know anyone here except Chen Mo.

Footsteps sounded quickly behind him.

The sniper picked up the long box with the folding crossbow and quickly followed Chen Mo.

"First ask, where do I live?"

"Be with me."

“Only fu*k!!”

"Pay attention to quality."

The sniper raised his right middle finger in a very unqualified manner.

"You deserve to live such a miserable life."

The name Alina wanted to call out just stopped on her lips. In the square that became increasingly noisy and lively, people walked by and gathered. Alina just watched Chen Mo and the strange soldier go against the flow of people. They headed toward the outside until an infected person blocked their backs. When they looked for them again, they had disappeared from sight.

Those were probably the last relatively peaceful days before heading south.

Chen Mo spent several days working with the sniper to work out the training schedule for the soldiers in the camp, and with the help of Patriot and Tallulah, he modified several things that seemed impossible to achieve at the moment.

It is obviously unrealistic to require a group of infected people to grow into qualified Black Steel mercenaries in a short time according to Black Steel International's standards, and even the former Grai spent half a year to turn them into qualified Black Steel mercenaries. The original warriors were better trained.

Facilities, equipment and later stages, the camp cannot keep up, so we can only use cramming training based on limited supplies to ensure that each soldier masters more basic combat common sense and knowledge on the existing basis. Team tactics, and in the process, they must also be taught how to use personal radios in a standardized and efficient manner to achieve collaboration between teams.

This is a very annoying thing. The real annoying problem is the embarrassing education level of most of the infected fighters.

Chen Mo did not expect to train them into excellent soldiers in a short time, but for the camp and team that lacked military organization and training, in the entire camp, except for the guerrillas' old and extremely harsh training that was not suitable for ordinary soldiers, Apart from Ursus military training drills, it is difficult to find a qualified military instructor.

The Patriot may be an outstanding and good warrior, but his outstanding or even powerful combat prowess and Shield Guard's combat experience do not apply to everyone.

There was no integration movement at that time, and the teams at that time were the prototype of the later integration movement. The most important thing Chen Mo did at that time was to teach each infected team leader how to formulate team tactics and strategies in front of a small hand-drawn tactical board. They cooperate to fight, judge the situation, and then let them teach every soldier in the team.

He was not the leader of the team, and most of the infected warriors in the subsequent integration movement did not recognize him. He did not have his own team, but once, every infected warrior was his comrade, so that later, they were still there They use single-soldier team tactics that are very similar to those of Black Steel and Sarkaz mercenaries.

In Chen Mo's own opinion, he is just a tinkerer who makes up people's teeth. The infected team is a wooden ship with broken houses and tiles. Since Talulah has become the captain, he must find ways not to make this patchwork ship a piece of cake. , the rickety ship sank, and in the process, their ship became a little more beautiful.

This is all he can do now, because ideals are a blueprint and beliefs are the strokes that outline the blueprint. If you can't be down-to-earth, no matter how beautiful the blueprint is, it will always be a piece of waste paper.

Chapter 82 Stubborn old man

【May 7

Hui Jie, more than a month passed after that, and the supplies and weapons received from Kazdaele were successfully brought back to the camp. I really want to describe to you the scene at that time. The infected people gathered together for so long. It was the first time since then that I truly felt alive from this group of people.

The camp has launched new training. Focusing on the weapons and materials we obtained, we have re-launched military training in the true sense. I have to say frankly that from the perspective of soldiers, most people are very unqualified, but from the perspective of a student From a personal perspective, their thirst for knowledge is enough to move every teacher.

But there is very little I can teach them. What I can teach each infected warrior can only basically ensure that they can live longer, but it cannot guarantee their lives.

But even to this extent, they are already very grateful to me.

Hui Jie, I think I have to stay here a little longer. Tallulah is leading the soldiers to explore the route south. The agreed time limit for Kazdaele’s second phase of aid is coming soon. The entire camp has been affected recently. are very critical.

I really want to give them more time, but I also know that the infected can never be prepared, and the enemy will never wait for you to be ready before coming.

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Southeastern Usas

Near the Volga Plain, 77 kilometers outside the light mobile town of Bravisto.

An infected camp located in the woods near a small river.

"Mr. Chen."

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He was in a bit of a hurry and was very traveled.

The soldiers in the team stopped to discuss and looked at him collectively.

Chen Mo put down the pen in his hand.

"Give him some water, don't worry, speak slowly, are you coming from Tallulah? How are their conditions?"

The warrior took the kettle from his waist, and the messenger took a sip and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"We have successfully contacted the infected people in Blashvito. Tallulah brought a dozen soldiers into the city, but the infected people in the city are not organized. Tallulah asked me to come and inform you that she plans to Take some time to integrate the infected in the city."

"In other words, he decided to stay in the city for the time being."

"Ah."

"How many people do you have over there?"

"Two teams, in addition to the soldiers Tallulah brought into the city, there are more than a dozen people."

"There is a picket station stationed near Brashvito, and the security guard in the city alone will not be less than one company. Those infected are not organized, and it is difficult to ensure that they will not expose our whereabouts."

"Indeed, Tallulah explained this to everyone before I came over, but she believed that even in the worst case scenario, they would be able to escape from the city."

"How many infected people are there in the city?"

"There are hundreds of people. That city was originally a satellite city wandering around the mining field in northern Ursus. Later, after the mine was developed, it was transformed into a light industrial city. Tallulah said that there should have been more infected people in the city... …”

The messenger paused, and Chen Mo and the soldiers present understood what he meant by the unfinished words.

"Needless to say."

Chen Mo interrupted the messenger.

"Red." He called out a warrior's name.

"exist."

"Get ready, take your team and the courier back to Blashvito in case of accidents. You don't have to enter the city. If their whereabouts in Tallulah are exposed, you are responsible for covering their evacuation. I and others will continue According to the original plan, contact the gathering place of infected people outside Kentala Farm."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Chen, we don't have many people. If I leave with the team, you and a team of soldiers will be left here. If something goes wrong with the infected people in Kentala, I'm worried that you will There was no time to cope.”

"Don't worry, compared to the problems in the city, we can solve them better here. The wilderness is very big. If an accident occurs, we can evacuate to any place at any time, but the city is different. If the guards close the docking layer, you can only We can find a way to get out from other places, and there are hundreds of infected people in Tallulah in the city, and they need your help even more."

"OK then."

Red hesitated, but ultimately failed to refute.

This was different from the previous agreement. When Tallulah contacted the infected people in the city, she had already obtained the response from the original group of infected people in the city in the number book, but now they decided to stay in the city temporarily.

"After solving Kentara's problem, if there is enough time, we will move closer to you. Remember to keep the messengers' communication equipment normal. If there is an accident in the city, contact us in time."

"I know what to do."

"Then let's do this for now. You can set off later and let the soldiers check their weapons. You don't need to come back to inform us before you leave. We will have to leave immediately after you leave."

"Yes." Reid straightened up.

"be careful."

He nodded.

Chen Mo watched him take the messenger to gather the team. Soon after, he separated from the original team and walked in another direction.

He was originally a soldier in the Ursus army. Later, he broke away from his original army order after being infected with Originium Disease. While escaping from pickets in the wilderness, he encountered guerrillas and a team of infected people heading south, so he briefly After some hesitation he joined the camp.

In the entire team, he is one of the few talents with certain military literacy. Although to a certain extent, his spells are very similar to Chen Mo's. Perhaps this is also because he is one of the few who follows Chen Mo in the team. The soldiers around him, as for later, it was several years later that he and his team were called the Red Knife.

This is of course risky, and it will take a long time, but Tallulah has already been doing this. In her directory, from before she went to the snowfield, when she was still in the south, she was contacting as many people as possible. The infected people gathered together, but after several years, those who contacted them at the beginning inevitably moved, were arrested by Ursus, or gradually declined and dispersed.

It is very difficult for the infected to obtain a land to live and live in for a long time, especially under the propaganda promoted by Ursus pickets and the empire. Few people are willing to help or accept the infected in the wasteland with nowhere to go. By.

They have to survive on their own, find ways to avoid pursuit, hunger and cold, fight against the vast and barren Ursus wilderness, avoid natural disasters, and avoid diseases.

How many people can still survive? Maybe there are many more infected people who die in the wilderness than in the mines, but even such a humble death is not allowed for Ursus.

So much so that it is difficult for most infected people to easily trust ordinary people, so it seems normal.

The guerrillas did not come out again this time.

The patriots remained in camp.

This is a rare occurrence, because the guerrillas cannot provide much help when looking for supply nodes south, and the shield guards are heavily equipped and difficult to move quickly and travel far.

It seems that as other infected warriors are gradually armed, the importance of guerrillas and shield guards is constantly fading, but this is only what it seems for now. When facing difficult battles, guerrillas and shield guards It is still the only powerful combat force at this stage.

They haven't had a good rest for a long time, including the Patriots. How many times has Bodesikas taken a rest in the past ten years?

Probably not, because the situation in the past was more difficult than now, because in the past, the only way to keep the guerrillas alive was to continuously absorb the infected people they rescued, thus ensuring the supplies and vitality of the guerrillas.

They have no way to stop, because they also have no way to develop themselves after stopping. Only by constantly moving forward can they avoid decline.

But just like that sentence, if one day everyone who believes in the patriot dies, will anyone still trust him? Similarly, if the people who follow Tallulah and trust her no longer one day, then the rest Can the infected people trust her like the infected people in the past?

The answer is of course impossible. If the Integration Movement changes its flag, then the Integration Movement will no longer be an Integration Movement. Even if they were indeed a member of it, even if they once gathered for the same idea, at that time, they It's just another group of people.

The tall Wendigo no longer wore the heavy and wide jet-black armor.

The snow in the camp has melted a lot, and at least when the wind blows over, it is no longer as cold as a snowfield.

It was not just the patriots who were idle, but also the shield guards. This group of warriors had nowhere to go, so they had to take off their armor, but they didn't know what to do, so they walked into the training ground and became new warriors. Instructors, this is what they are best at, training the newly joined infected warriors with the tone of experienced people.

But they should not interfere with the training of the crossbowmen, so that after several battles with the snipers, the unconvinced shield guards could only simply and convincedly admit that they were no match for the snipers.

In the eyes of other infected people, Wendigo is a legend, and the shield guards are proud warriors, arrogant but not arrogant. They are said to be arrogant because they want to compare with those who have never experienced combat and the cruel war. Other infected people would feel dwarfed by the shield guards.

The soldiers of Ursus are naturally arrogant. They have the bloody and violent nature that soldiers should have. Even after becoming infected, this cannot be easily erased. However, compared with other people, they become infected because of this. A lot of tenderness and compassion.

The sniper looked at the shield guard who left in despair and vented his anger on the other new soldiers in training. Lao Gao raised his head proudly and patted the head of the dark green boy holding the crossbow next to him.

That stinky expression is all that is written on his face: "You are a teacher, I am invincible in the world."

Chen Mo could understand his feelings about becoming a teacher for the first time, because when Shasa was as old as Shasa, the sniper was still learning how to hunt under his father's guidance.

This was his family's tradition, so he had to teach his apprentices in a similar way.

But it's a pity that he didn't get the compliments and praises he wanted, because the apprentice Snake found for him was really not a very trouble-making person. It was probably equivalent to the first time the sniper heard that his captain was in Black Steel. Aloof, cold, taciturn and without any sense of humor.

The sniper has never seen a snake like that. In his impression, they are two completely unrelated people. In the sniper's impression, the snake is insidious, cunning, evil-minded and mean-spirited.

Faust just raised his head slightly and looked at his teacher, who was not much taller than him. He didn't say anything. He just looked back in the direction of the settlement outside the training ground. He wanted to know what Ino was doing now, and he was looking at the wall. After a white head appeared, Faust's eyes moved.

Before he could pass by, the stinky master grabbed his arm and started today's class again.

Wendigo just looked at every scene happening in the direction of the training ground.

Wearing a loose Ursus cloth, he just stood outside. His tall figure seemed not to attract everyone's attention. The old man's eyes reflected people's vitality.

But his own vitality continued to fade away.

His illness became more and more serious, and the lesions eroded his vocal cords, making it extremely difficult for him to speak a word and he had to endure the pain.

This pain was nothing to Wendigo, but he could clearly feel that his strength was beginning to decline. The weapons that he could wield easily in the past seemed to be getting heavier every day.