Longmen Memoirs

The Ursus man's shock was instantly replaced by the anger of the shameful betrayal. He turned around and grabbed the staff officer behind him who betrayed him. The blade stopped, and then the blade lit up with a black and red light, and the light engulfed Ursus crazily. Human life, the hand he stretched out behind his back finally stopped in mid-air and fell powerlessly, and his eyes gradually became gray and filled with unwillingness.

The Ursus man's body slowly fell to the side. The exquisite officer's command knife behind his back took away his life, and the face of the betrayer finally appeared in front of Chen Mo.

"My commander, he is indeed a truly respectable Ursus soldier." Ikarev, who was wearing a noble military uniform, straightened his uniform and spoke slowly, his words full of mourning and regret.

"But you betrayed him, Ursus."

"Personally, I think that my behavior is just a relatively correct choice at the right time, this... the unknown infected person."

Ikarev looked at Chen Mo, and then looked away slightly under the gaze of that golden gaze.

"Can you put down your weapons temporarily? I think there is no point in continuing the battle between you and our army."

"reason."

"He is right. Even if you kill everyone in the command here, the various units of Ursus will not stop fighting. On the contrary, according to the military law of Ursus, after the commander dies in battle, each unit must faithfully perform The commanders of each department will also be investigated for the combat missions assigned previously. In this case, annihilating all enemies is the only way they can reduce their punishment."

Ikarev explained: "And my division commander, he is a typical Ursus soldier, he wants to drag me to death, but I am not ready to leave my life here yet."

"In fact, Your Excellency, your tactical deployment is brilliant. My commander died of his own contempt for the infected, and now he has paid the price."

"Are you a nobleman?"

"Yes."

"Let your troops lay down their arms and surrender where they stand."

"This is not possible, Your Excellency. Once we lay down our weapons, how can you guarantee that we will be let go?" Ikarev smiled and shook his head. "How about this? I can order all the troops to retreat and give up chasing the infected. How about this?"

"Who knows if you guys will make a comeback?"

"I can promise."

"The guarantees of the Ursans are worthless."

"..."

"..."

"You don't have much time, Ursus."

"You can take action at any time, Your Excellency." Ikarev closed his eyes.

"Stop your troops first."

"of course."

Ikarev looked at the correspondent. The correspondent was stunned, but quickly realized and began to issue orders to various units to stop the attack.

"Bring your troops back."

"Forgive me for refusing, Your Excellency. If you centurions and soldiers see the current situation, I will definitely die. My people have temporarily blocked this place. You can only choose to kill me here or leave me alive." He spread his hands: "You and I don't have much time to choose. Your Excellency, if we wait until the forward battalion retreats, the two sides will have no choice but to fight to the death."

"..."

Chen Mo slowly put down his weapon.

"How are you going to explain to the Fourth Group? Ursus."

"The former commander of the Kosher Division, Chemerkov, died at the hands of an unknown infected person. The division's staff officer, Ikarev-Romanyevich-Vanya, was sent to inspect the headquarters' defense due to differences with the division commander's combat deployment. After this battle, the Kosher Division succeeded in wiping out most of the enemy, but at the same time suffered heavy losses and was unable to continue to pursue the sporadic escaping infected."

"Sounds suspicious?"

"This matter is obvious to all the soldiers in the army, and the fact that it is a damaged land speeder is also a fact. All parties can verify it on their own. The Vanya family is confident that they still have some connections and old acquaintances in the Fourth Group and the Holy Castle."

"...It seems you have other plans?"

Ikarev smiled and did not answer the question.

Chen Mo took back his sword.

"Your cunning and treachery saved your life, Ursus, and may you keep your word."

Until the figure disappeared, Ikarev was surprised to find that he had not dared to look into those eyes from the beginning to the end. Cold sweat wet the combat staff's back, but the division commander's body still remained in place.

The field serviceman of the command center finally reappeared in Ikarev's sight. The serviceman took out the saber from behind the division commander's body, held it in both hands and handed it to Ikarev.

"Destroy it, I hate betrayal."

"Yes."

He looked at the communication soldiers who were too frightened by the conversation just now and did not dare to speak. He turned and left the combat center, pressed his slightly trembling fingers in his gloves, and then finished speaking.

"Clean up."

Chapter 1: Shoulders

[The exquisiteness, subtlety, and majesty of things are not achieved overnight. Great things have gone through tests and tempers that are unimaginable to ordinary people before they become what they are in the end. 】

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The signal flare rising from the night sky finally brought an end to the battle that broke out between Ursus and the infected.

The Ursans chose to retreat. They retreated decisively, leaving corpses everywhere and a devastated battlefield. The infected were unable to continue to pursue the retreating Ursas.

The Ursans did not collapse. Before they chose to retreat, they had not lost the ability to continue fighting the infected. Rather, if they chose to continue fighting, it would be difficult for the infected to hold on.

In any case, from the perspective of the infected, the retreat of the Ursans was a good thing. It gave them a temporary opportunity to rest and breathe.

But they dare not let down their guard yet.Not sure whether the Ursans will continue to attack.

It wasn't until the signal flares lit up in the night sky that they finally understood a fact.

"The Ursans retreated?"

"We won? Did we win?!"

"They will come back again. Don't let down your guard. Pay attention. Take the time to rest. The wounded... medics! Medics! Carry the wounded down."

Incredibly, various voices and shouts echoed throughout the battlefield. Although the Ursus people retreated, they could not guarantee whether there would be another attack.

The soldiers held their weapons and looked towards the direction of the Ursus people's retreat. The flames on the battlefield in the night reflected the scarred bodies of the soldiers. Only the weapons in their hands were stained with black blood, and the blades were broken and curled, as if Still describing how cruel this battle was.

Some soldiers were sitting on the ground, some stood in a daze, and some soldiers began to collect weapons that could be used on the battlefield under the command of the captain. Medical soldiers hurriedly walked through various positions, and the wounded soldiers' whines, rapid breathing and shouting were heard over and over again. A warrior who repeats the same sentence without god.

In Tallulah's eyes, this scene could not be called glorious and heroic. No, on the contrary, it was miserable, especially when all kinds of unreal sounds were mixed in her ears, and all the fatigue and wounds after the war suddenly flooded into her body. At that moment, she found that her body started to shake a little, and she could hardly hold the weapon in her hand.

She wanted to sit on the ground and rest for a while, but she didn't dare to sit down. She had to stand so that the soldiers could feel calm when they looked at her.

"Tallulah... Tallulah..."

"I am here!"

Froststar's cry sounded on the battlefield. She looked around for Tallulah. The snow monster supported her, and it was almost impossible to tell that she was still a white rabbit.

In fact, Tallulah herself wasn't much better. At the very least, except for the dirty silver hair, it was hard to see her original appearance.

"You are hurt?"

"It's just the sequelae of excessive use of spells. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I feel like I can fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes." Shuangxing smiled with difficulty.

"I'm not laughing at you, and I'm not better than you."

"The Ursans retreated?"

"It looks like they are retreating." Tallulah nodded and said. Frost Star's eyes fell on the sword she was holding on the ground. The sword was stained with blood. Tallulah's body tilted slightly, leaning on the hilt of the sword.

It seemed like she wasn't lying, she was struggling to even stand.

"How much strength do you still have? Tallulah." Froststar is still like that, always likes to stab people.

"At least it won't require support."

"Hmph, bragging." Shuangxing said disdainfully, but his voice was not as powerful as before. "What does the signal that came on just now mean?"

Froststar knew that Tallulah knew more than they did and was more familiar with Ursus.

"The Ursus' signal to retreat."

"Will they attack again?"

"At least, I guess we'll be safe for the time being tonight," Tallulah said, but she couldn't guarantee it.

Froststar seemed to have guessed what she hadn't said.

"Tomorrow's battle will be harder," Froststar said.

"The Ursans are not much better than us, Froststar. Their losses are equally heavy."

"But we can't wear them out, Tallulah, they can last longer than us." Froststar said: "I must admit that in the past, I underestimated the fighting will of the Ursus people. They are not pickets, and their strength is Very strong."

"It's not too late to understand now, Frost Star, we will always have to face these opponents. They will not leave us a way to survive, and they will not be able to watch us grow. We will one day face them. Tallulah shook her head and replied: "The stronger we are, the weaker they are."

"I'm not as optimistic as you are." Froststar said.

"Maybe it's because I'm a young man from a big city, and I'm more... in your words, more fantasy-like." Tallulah replied half-jokingly.

Shuangxing was stunned for a moment and looked at her in surprise.

"Do you still remember?"

"I dare not forget."

The infected could only take a short rest. They did not dare to retreat, and they could not guarantee whether Ursus's retreat was to relax their will so that they could chase them after they thought Ursus could not continue the pursuit. .

There was still no news from the shield guards. They could not receive the signal from the shield guards and could not understand the current situation of the shield guards. They hurriedly began to treat the wounded, count the losses, and reorganize the surviving warriors.

As a result, all the joy of victory and the joy of living that finally rose up in the victory over Ursus were completely extinguished.

Yes, victory. They repelled the Ursus, but what was left behind? Their casualty rate reached a terrifying two-thirds. Almost every infected warrior who stepped onto the battlefield and participated in this battle People are injured, and the warriors who can continue to fight have little strength left.

Even if they can still fight, they have no supplies. The medical soldiers dare not stop. Compared with the injured infected people throughout the battle, it is still a drop in the bucket. The seriously injured infected people cannot receive immediate treatment. The medical soldiers do not dare to stop. Without the ability to perform battlefield surgeries, the medicines they carried could not save so many wounded people.

They can ignore the lightly wounded for the time being. They can and can only save those who have a greater chance of survival. They can only look at the seriously injured soldiers, watch them until they are unable to continue wailing, hold their hands, and scream again and again. Calling the medics until they lost their breath, the eyes that could not be closed with tears looked at the dark night sky above Ursus.

They said: I feel pain.

Most people can only see the flowers and splendor after the victory of the war. Most people can only see the humiliation and suffering after the defeat. People cannot truly step onto the battlefield and watch the living lives because of an order or a battle. In a battle, he died in front of his eyes.

Tallulah couldn't avoid all this, and she didn't dare to avoid it.

She had to face this, even if she couldn't remember the appearance and name of every soldier, she had to stay with them, because they came together with a common idea, they fought side by side, and she had to guard them until they died. .

She no longer said words that sounded exciting and exciting, and she no longer talked about truths that many ordinary infected people could not understand.

She knew that they didn't really understand what they wanted to express. They just felt that it was more likely to survive with them and that they could lead them to survive.

Tallulah seemed to understand a lot of things in an instant, but it also seemed that she should have known those things for a long time.

Until daybreak, the Ursus people still did not attack again, until the scouts confirmed that the Ursus had evacuated, and until the shield guards reconnected with the infected warriors and reunited.

The situation of the shield guards was even more tragic. When we saw them, the sky had just brightened in Ursus, and there was a strong smell of blood. Every step they took would leave a bloody footprint under their feet.

In fact, the boots of many shield guards and guerrilla fighters had long been filled with blood. After the Ursans retreated, they only stayed briefly and then left the battlefield where they were fighting the Ursas until it was truly confirmed that the Ursas were far away. Then they sent soldiers to the battlefield to find the bodies of dead soldiers.

The Ursus took away their soldiers, and there were no corpses left. They were twisted, broken pieces of armor, broken weapons, torn pieces of cloth, and the trampled flesh and blood completely soaked into the bright red underfoot. land.

Maybe the vegetation will be lush here next year, because every inch of the land here is integrated with the life of a warrior, and the shield guards were unable to find any complete body.

More than half of the shield guards were lost. Along with the guerrilla fighters who acted with the shield guards, their numbers seemed to be clearly visible at a glance. This was the most brutal battle they had fought since the emergence of the Snowfield guerrillas.

But they really defeated the Ursus, Ursus' regular combat regiment. On the premise that the enemy was stronger than themselves in all aspects, they not only caused heavy damage to the Ursus division, but also caused them to lose a warship. .

If the war could be compared with pure numbers on paper, they undoubtedly won a great victory, a great victory that had never been seen since the emergence of the Ursus infected.

Each of them is worthy of being recorded in history. They told Ursus a fact and told Ursus that infected people are not weak and can be bullied.

From now on, every infected person in Ursus should remember their name. Tallulah did what he said.

Their sacrifice is not meaningless. The battle they fight today is even more meaningful than any battle the guerrillas have fought in the past few years.

But apart from that, for the soldiers who are still alive, they can't think of going that far. They know that this so-called meaning cannot bring their comrades back from the dead.

The Patriot stopped in front of Tallulah. His tall body stained with blood stood in front of Tallulah, and he lowered his gaze.

"...now...do you understand? Tallulah."

Tallulah's chapped lips moved.

She should have a lot more to say. She was so eloquent in the past, and she can fully tell the patriots and tell the soldiers what the significance of everything they do will be in the future.

But the Patriot looked at her, and the surrounding soldiers and shield guards looked over.