Longmen Memoirs

"Ok?"

"I'm talking about Miss Tallulah. She has personally visited you several times in the three months since she came to Chernobog, but you always avoid her. Even I would feel a little embarrassed."

"The person she wants to visit is not a useless old man like me."

"You want to say that she wants to test the attitude of those infected in Chernobog through you."

Herage's hands rested on the edge of the bed.

Nayin stood behind him, but he didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, the old man asked: "How are the children?"

"It's all settled."

"Ah."

"You look worried because of the rally in Korichen District this afternoon. Counting the time, they should have already started. Don't we really want to send someone over to take a look?"

"It won't go that smoothly."

"Why do you say that?"

"The infected people in Chernobog are never monolithic. We have seen many of them over the years. No matter how corrupt and incompetent the Ursus government is, they will not turn a blind eye to such news when the Third Army is about to enter. , the infected person can hide in Chernobog for such a long time, it is impossible for the Chernobog authorities to know nothing about it.”

In fact, there are so many infected people hiding in Chernobog. If the managers of Chernobog really know nothing, it is no longer incompetent.

The problem of infected people in the city can never be eliminated, so no matter how harsh Ursus's attitude towards the infected is, it is impossible to completely eliminate all infected people. Since it cannot be eliminated, instead of trying to eliminate a group, we can find ways to find the hidden ones. For the next batch, it is better to leave some at the beginning and clean them up at any time.

This not only saves the trouble and money caused by frequent raids, but also makes it easier for the Chernobog municipal government to keep track of the movements of this group of infected people to prevent them from causing problems.

Herage replied slowly. His hand that was leaning on the window stretched out the window, and cold raindrops fell into his palm: "...it's raining."

"Should we send someone to inform them?"

"No, it has nothing to do with us."

"Miss Tallulah must have thought of this too."

"You trust her very much? Nayin."

“I’ve had several conversations with her, and her words do sound a little too idealistic, but in some ways, I’ve also benefited a lot from her ideas.”

"is it?"

"If you don't want to be with..."

"I don't mean to stop you from communicating with them. You have grown up. You and her can be considered the same age. I heard that they went south from the snowfield, and the Infected Shield who was originally in the snowfield also joined them. Team.”

"Why did you suddenly mention this?" Nayin asked doubtfully.

Herage raised his hand and closed the window.

"Reminding me of an old friend, an old friend I haven't seen for many years."

Lower Chernoborg.

Factory area outer ring, 18:45 at night

"Are you all ready?"

Lyudmila pushed open the door of the factory area, and pairs of eyes in the middle of the huge machines in the workshop looked in her direction.

"Everything that can come is here."

"How many people in total?"

"Originally there were 201 people, but now there are 172 people who can come. There are 29 people who still don't know the situation and have missed the appointed time. Do you want to wait a little longer?"

"No wait, damn it, didn't I tell you in advance that everyone should take good care of those people who didn't come?"

"But there are too many people. How can we keep an eye on them all the time? Moreover, we have made it very clear before. After you came back and said it again, some people were not willing to believe us. ."

The infected person looked at her distressedly.

"No matter, for now, according to the previous plan, everyone is divided into five teams and leaves from the passage in batches. Someone outside the city is responsible for picking up us." Lyudmila said: "Go now, the sooner the better."

"it is good."

She watched the infected person running toward the crowd. Soon the crowd began to divide into small groups. At the same time, the barking of police dogs mixed with the sound of cars suddenly sounded outside.

"what sound?"

"It's the Ursus military police. They are surrounding us."

Lyudmila hurriedly ran to the window of the factory. In the dark factory area, the light of pairs of flashlights mixed with dense human voices and announcements sounded outside.

"I knew it! Those bastards are totally unreliable."

"What do we do now?"

"Don't mess up, don't mess up! Turn on the power switch. There aren't many of them. It's impossible for all the military and policemen in Qiecheng to come here. Chenkelifu, take your people and continue to organize the evacuation of the infected. The others will go with me. Stop the military police outside."

"Just us?"

"You have to do it if you can't, hurry up!" Lyudmila pulled out the two daggers stuck on her waist: "You go out of the city to find people from the Integration Movement and let them take you away."

"What about you, Lyudmila?"

"Don't worry about us yet. These infected people can't die here, at least not because of us." She clenched the dagger, and the workshop suddenly became dark.

Lyudmila was nowhere to be seen in the darkness, and it became increasingly difficult to distinguish between the panicked noises of the infected in the workshop and the shouts of the Ursus military police outside the factory in the night.

Betrayal and betrayal.

This is the first lesson Chernobog teaches the infected and the integrated movement, and it is also the lesson that is least unfamiliar to them.

Chapter 39 Azazel's Visitor

Lyudmila opened her mouth slightly.

The white mist began to spread along with the diseased organs hidden in her mouth. She endured the stinging pain from the diseased organs in her body, and the blood mixed with the Originium flowing in the blood vessels flowed to all parts of the body through the burst of the heart.

With this gift from the Source Stone, Lyudmila's spell gradually enveloped the entire factory area.

She moved through the thick fog and night, pressing her body as close as possible to the complex structures and machinery in the factory. She held the two knives tightly in her hands. The skills from the wolf taught her how to lurk and kill, and taught her how to use the wolf's horns. Teeth bite and the most violent and deadly attacks.

But she is not mature enough.

Mixed with the shouts and barks of Ursus military police, the light of the flashlight could not penetrate the thick fog and darkness, but it could clearly point out the location of the enemy to Lyudmila and her people who were lurking in the shadows and fog.

They are attacking.

Karl slowly put down the telescope, and Faust stood behind him. They squatted on the top of a building tower far away from the factory. Sasha held the wide Originium crossbow in his hand, with his finger near the trigger, and his cloak covered half of his body. Judging from the dust and mud on their bodies, they had just finished a long journey.

"Aren't you going to help?" He looked at Karl and asked.

"Wait a moment." Karl waved his hand and placed the telescope on the fence next to him, Faust pursed his lips.

"The leader's intention is for us to provide help and rescue to the infected people in Chernobog at the necessary moment."

"But I don't think it's necessary yet."

Faust raised his head and his eyes fell on Karl's face. Karl looked calm.

"You doubt them, Carl?"

"According to the original plan, it was impossible for the military and police stationed in Ursus to know the movements of the infected people in the city. Even if they had someone to pass on information to them, they would not find the evacuation location so quickly." Karl said: "Either organize this The people who evacuated for the first time were the secret agents of the Ursus military police. They had other purposes, or this was a trap set for us from the beginning."

"You think that's the one?"

"It's not sure yet." Karl shook his head: "The leader trusts the infected person's contact person in the city, but we haven't figured out the situation clearly when we first arrived."

"They can't hold on any longer." Faust reminded, his gaze fell across Karl to the battlefield, and there was a faint light of fire in the thick fog and darkness: "The leader doesn't want to watch them die here, now here It’s just you and me, if we all stand still and the leader finally asks, how are you going to answer?”

"You want to help them, Faust?"

"This is the purpose of our entry into the city. You can choose to continue to wait and see. I agree and respect your consideration, but I can take the crossbowmen to support them first. The number of enemies is not large, and we can handle it enough."

Faust said, carrying the crossbow in his hand behind his back, with crossbow arrows and quiver on his waist. The quiver buckled by his belt contained piercing arrows, heavy arrows and explosive bombs.

A good sniper will always keep track of the amount of ammunition he carries.

"My Origin Stone skills can ensure that we can successfully evacuate with the enemy if they have an ambush. If we encounter an emergency, you and your people can determine whether we need to support us based on the situation."

Karl thought for a while, but he didn't object.

"That's fine." He nodded: "Pay attention to safety. Your purpose is not to fight to the death with the soldiers in Qicheng. You and the Phantom Crossbowmen will take them to evacuate and meet with Aurora. If there are pursuers, I will come." I’ll help you cut off the queen.”

"Thanks."

"You should at least not smile when you thank others, you cold-faced boy." Karl patted Faust on the shoulder, who had a cold look on his face, but did not pat him away.

Karl watched him carrying a crossbow and jumping over the rooftops of the lower city of Chernobog. From between the buildings on the rooftops, a dozen figures fell into the streets of the factory area, dividing into small groups and approaching the edge of the battlefield. .

Karl picked up the telescope, and in his sight, the Phantom Crossbowmen released Kazdare reconnaissance drones with their numbers worn off. The drones took advantage of the night and flew over the battlefield. Two teams lurked on the predetermined retreat path and waited. Set up traps, and other teams rely on the terrain to disperse behind the enemy in the factory area.

Karl rubbed his chin.

He knew this tactical model. After all, when the black steel sniper instructor from Colombia came to teach in the team, Karl also sat in on the crossbowman tutorial for various reasons.

Faust has grown rapidly in the past two years. Since their instructor left, his temperament and tactical thinking have become more calm.

"You should smile more. It's outrageous and outrageous for a kid to have a cold face all day long."

Karl muttered, and he waved to the deputy captain of the team.

Faust had no objection to Karl's approach of using the infected people in Checheng as bait. The necessary caution was the main reason why their team of infected people could still exist today.

In the first and necessary lessons of a sniper, caution and patience are also the most important links.

With the sound of wind in his ears, Faust has reached the best planned lurking position. The drone has scouted the overlooking graphics of the entire area. The Phantom Crossbowmen have successfully occupied the three intersecting high points surrounding the front of the factory area, including The cross street that protrudes into the factory from the outside and the water tower located on the left side of the factory area.

Each team announced on the radio that they were in place.

Faust lay on the top of the building. He opened the protective cover of the scope, loaded the crossbow, and gently pressed his finger under the trigger. The sight in the scope was obscured by night and fog, and the lights were in a panic. Ursus Military Police The roar was faintly audible, and Faust adjusted his breathing and gradually stabilized.

A black shadow flashed across the field of vision, and a shadow moved around in the panic of lights.

Lyudmila didn't know how long she could hold on. She also couldn't clearly grasp the location and number of each enemy in the thick fog caused by her Origin Stone skills. She only relied on the light to distinguish the enemy's location and situation. I don’t know if there are more Ursus military police surrounding the factory.

And if they gave up on this group of infected people, the infected people in Chernobog would be even less likely to trust their words.

It shouldn't have been like this. Their actions were very covert, and they had made detailed plans beforehand. They selected the location and evacuation route. Even if someone tipped them off in advance, the Ursus military police would not be able to grasp their movements so quickly. and catch up.

Lyudmila had no time to think about this.

The use of spells squeezed her physical strength and spirit. Although the diseased Origin Stone organ provided her with the conditions to cast spells, the feeling of using flesh and blood as a staff was not pleasant. The tingling and burning sensation from her throat made her feel uncomfortable. He must concentrate his energy highly, but his hatred for the Ursus military police has far exceeded the pain caused by his body and illness.

Amidst the taut sound of the bow string, a crossbow arrow quickly cut through the darkness. Lyudmila just raised the short knife in her hand to block the saber of the Ursus military police in front of her. The airflow stirred by the howling and harsh wind pierced the thick fog. barrier.

The Ursus military policeman's eyes widened in astonishment, and the knife he had not yet waved froze in mid-air. Then he fell to the ground, and a crossbow arrow pierced his neck from behind.

At a location 150 meters away from the battlefield.

Faust cocked a crossbow again.

A week ago, Lower Town of Chernobog

weather/overcast

The weather in Ursus is the same as her attitude towards the infected. It is always rainy, with moist rain in the wind. The rumble of thunder has not yet been heard, but the sky above Chernobog is already covered with dark clouds.

On the opposite side of the street, the small clinic in the lower town of Chernobyl was still open. It had an unimpressive sign and was hidden in the unknown lower town of Chernobog. It looked like it was just an ordinary black market clinic.

This was Tallulah's third unofficial visit to the clinic.

The black-haired woman standing at the door had just sent away the patient. When she raised her head, she seemed to notice Tallulah standing across the street. She had long black hair and an ordinary dress, which was different from the softer face of the Ursus people. The silhouette has a gentle temperament that only women from the East can exude.

In Tallulah's gradually blurred and distant memories, she had seen such a woman before.

"Are you here again?"

There seemed to be some helplessness in her tone. The woman's eyes fell on Tallulah and saw that she covered her head of silver hair with a hood. The early spring in Ursus was not yet warm, and the coat was just enough to dispel the chill in the air.

"You don't welcome me?" Tallulah smiled, and the woman opposite her expression became even more helpless.

"Visitors are guests, there is no reason not to welcome them." She shook her head slightly: "But we are just a small clinic here. We only treat patients and have no other abilities."

"Do the people in Azazel say the same thing? Miss Nayin."

"A clinic is a clinic, a doctor is a doctor, and seeking medical treatment is a normal thing."