Longmen Memoirs

The gangsters from the Operations Department got to Kazdaele.

He sat on the side of the road. After learning the news, a group of cavaliers from the intelligence department shouted to go back and take revenge. They talked about tripping up the people in the operations department. They talked about all kinds of things. He kept his mouth shut and said nothing. In the end, he just said don't let the foxes get in trouble. Wei knows.

The fox finally found out.

She rarely walked out of her underground research room, wearing a white coat that she never changed out of, with messy hair, and a pale and haggard face caused by not seeing the sun for a long time and staying up late.

"Are you showing off your brain?"

This was Foxtail's first words when he saw Sfeldt.

Sfiltino didn't dare to answer. He turned his face to prevent Foxtail from seeing the bruises on his face.

"Being beaten?"

"No, Brother Si, I'll kill dozens of them each, all the way from the east gate to the west gate. When those gangsters from the Operations Department saw me, didn't they kneel down and scream for mercy, heroes? If there weren't so many of them, I would They must be brought to justice that day."

"Stop pretending, turn around and let me take a look."

"I really didn't get beaten. I just accidentally fell when I entered the door."

"Turn around!" Foxtail said in a deep voice, impatiently: "I spent precious time coming out of the laboratory, not just to listen to your bragging."

Sfeldt had no choice but to turn his face, and an ugly smile appeared on his bruised and swollen face.

"It's okay. It'll be fine in a few days."

Foxtail didn't speak, and Sfeldt opened his mouth, but couldn't continue to say anything.

"why?"

"Why?" Sfeldt didn't seem to understand.

"We are all old men of black steel. You know what I mean."

"I also want to know why." Sfeldt lowered his eyelids: "That little brat, Snake, is cold, cruel and awkward. He has no friends in the whole Black Steel. There are not many people like this in Black Steel, but there are not many. Quite a few, the senior management of the board of directors felt that he had potential. I don’t know what those old guys were planning, so they sent me to him to be his magic guide.”

"I didn't feel anything at all at first, until I watched him desperately practicing spells in the training ground to the point of collapse but failed, watching him fight like a beast, watching him squeeze himself desperately again and again. , as if something was chasing him, making him tired, and he could only fall asleep after being tired."

"I watched him sitting alone in the deserted internal cafeteria at night, sketching in the sketchbook with the pencil in his hand. He picked up the pen and put it down again and again, but he couldn't draw the appearance. Finally, he had to put down the pen and sit Then look at the drawing paper in a daze."

Sfeldt raised his head, his black and blue left eye was swollen with only a slit left, and he sighed softly.

"That's when I felt that he was like a child, and then I remembered his age, and that there was once enthusiasm and hope in his eyes, but he was forced to be indifferent and indifferent." Felt said: "You know how old he was when he came to Black Steel, 13. He lied about his age and thought no one could find out. What was I doing when I was 13, and what were you doing when you were 13? He learned to kill when he was 13 years old, so how long does it take for him to learn to become like that?"

Foxtail just stared at him, and that look made Sfeldt look away.

"Yes, I know there are many people like this in this land, and I don't have sympathy to that extent. We are all unlucky ghosts who suffer from natural disasters. No one can live much better than others, at least compared to those who are infected. So we can still survive.”

Sfeldt said:

"But who the hell asked me to know him, who the hell asked him to run in front of me! It would be better if he looked like his butt was in the air, at least then I could fool him with false feelings, but he is not!" He said: "I'm not blind. I can see that the damn kid has hatred in his heart. He has people he wants to kill, but he still hides in Black Steel. Why should he hide in Black Steel?"

After all, Sfeldt was the Deputy Minister of Intelligence, and people in this position were never brainless idiots.

"Because he can't handle it. He knows he can't handle it. He is softer than anyone else, but he pretends to be like everyone else."

Sfeldt's voice lowered: "When the natural disaster came that year, our family hid in the basement. I watched the house collapse with my own eyes, pinning my mother and brother underneath. I dug with all my strength. , my hands were full of blood, but I only dug my brother's hand, and I couldn't dig any more... His hands were so small, and he never smiled, a cold-faced brat... I was afraid that what was waiting for me was... Pile of rotten meat, I'm afraid I'll have nightmares every time I close my eyes."

He looked at Foxtail.

"You asked me why, and I also want to know why." He said: "Because I said I wanted to sever ties with him, but he didn't answer me. I asked him if one day I was in deep trouble, would he come? He immediately said he wouldn't fish for me, but I knew he would, I just fucking knew it!"

"I fucking know that even if I don't say anything, that cold-faced brat will try his best to save me. I fucking know that one day that brat will sullenly knock himself to death somewhere. This damn world makes it difficult for everyone to live, but he is my brother. If I don’t find someone to find his place for him, I don’t care if he is gone. Who cares!”

Foxtail pursed her thin lips and looked at Sfeldt who made this big call. She just thought it was so funny that Sfeldt stared at the bruised and swollen face and said this.

She did laugh.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it... but you look really funny now."

Her straightforward manner made Sfeldt lose his temper.

Her smile quickly faded and she looked at Sfeldt's face.

"You think I'm stupid?"

"It's so stupid." Foxtail said, "What does it say above?"

"I was temporarily relieved of my duties because they were afraid that I would retaliate privately."

"Why not take revenge privately?"

"Because I'm a man."

"Hey, man? Don't tell me you're going to Kazdare next."

Sfeldt said nothing, as if by default.

"I didn't expect you to be quite brave."

Foxtail suddenly took Sfeldt's hand and left.

"Let's go." She looked back, her haggard face facing the afternoon sun, her long black hair still messy.

"Go, where?" Sfeldt didn't respond.

"Go to the operations department to find a place."

She didn't even look back, just like a big sister who went to fight with her son: "I can make hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute. Do you really think that I have nothing to do and come out to chat with you?"

That day, Sfeldt realized that Foxtail was so good at fighting.

She held a baseball bat in her right hand and a P45 in her left hand. With a bruised face and a bruised face, Sfeldt hummed a tune and hacked all the way from the front door to the back door of the operations department.

There were "corpses" all over the ground, and she stood among them, looking back at the trembling Sfeldt.

He raised his eyebrows disdainfully.

"Tch, man."

It's all over the place.

No one at Black Steel has stipulated that only the field staff of the Operations Department are the most capable. You must know that technology is the primary productive force, and the Equipment Department is the richest and most powerful department.

Chapter 3 Brothers

"Go back with me, Snake, don't stay in Kazdale, even if it's because of that girl in Longmen, you can't help them."

Sfeldt's eyes fell on Chen Mo, and the room fell into a brief silence, with the low hum of medical equipment working and the footsteps of people walking outside the room.

The BS emblem on black steel under the bright incandescent light.

Sfeldt's face was no longer what he remembered in the past. He had a shaggy beard, dry skin, sunken eye sockets, and was even a little thin. His skin was much darker than when he was at Black Steel, and he looked more stable.

He has been in Kazdale, a land prone to chaos and battles, for almost more than a year. Even with Black Steel's ability, he cannot guarantee the safety of every operator in Kazdale. It is better to talk about Kazdale's Black Steel Operators live with the risk of death at any time every day, let alone looking for a dead person whose body may have already rotted.

He said a lot of words in one breath, as if he was venting what he had experienced in the past year or so, but Chen Mo did not answer. After those words were finished, Sfeldt's lips moved, but he could not speak again.

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

He was so clear about the dead kid in front of him, what kind of person he was, his stubborn and stubborn temper, and what he believed in. No matter what others said, it would not change it.

But he still came to Kazdale, just because he was sure that this guy would not die here easily, just because he felt that this guy was going out for the first time, and he got lost and couldn't find his way back, so Sfeir Came here to take him home.

He seems like he can handle everything by himself, but can he really handle it? This land is so cruel. It never gives anyone a clear hope. Whatever should happen will happen, so everyone is trying their best to avoid it. , hide yourself, hide away, stay out of things, hide far away, just like Sfeldt himself.

"Brother Si, you actually... already know."

Chen Mo spoke with a weak voice, breaking the brief silence.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Sfeldt replied softly.

Sfeldt has never been a fool. Of course he knows that Chen Mo has been involved in the internal struggle of Sakaz, maybe a certain faction. He knows what his brother wants to do. He said that he wants to go back to Longmen. He There was someone he wanted to kill, but Black Steel couldn't help him, so he had to find a way on his own. Which place was more suitable than Kazdaele, which was close to the Yan Kingdom and not far from the Dragon Gate.

There is a war going on here, and there are many warlords here. It is the most suitable place to climb to a high position and seize power. Otherwise, how would he disguise himself as a Sarkaz, and how would he stay here without returning to Black Steel after disappearing.

Doesn't he know that he may die at any time if he stays here? Of course he knows it. Not only does he know that he is here for this, so when Sfeldt persuaded him not to go to Kazdaele, he still came.

"Brother Si, we are not fools. You are the deputy director of the Intelligence Department of Black Steel. Although you are always idle and glib, your mind is sharper than anyone else. I still remember when you asked me about Longmen, about my painting I didn’t tell you about the girl inside, and you didn’t continue to ask.”

"Are you going to tell me now?"

Sfeldt lowered his hands, he actually didn't care.

"Yes, I want to tell you." Chen Mo raised the corner of his mouth: "You said I will do whatever I want to do, don't let yourself have any regrets, and don't regret it. You said you will support me all your life, even if you are from Black Steel Boss, you will also sweep the formation for me."

Chen Mo pursed his lips as he spoke: "These are easy words to say. In fact, I didn't believe much at the time. I thought you were bragging. If the boss of Black Steel really comes, you will definitely surrender faster than me."

Sfeldt grinned.

"Let's talk about it. It doesn't cost any money. Besides, if you can't do it, you really want to kill the BOSS."

"I thought you were just talking, but I didn't expect you to actually run to Kazdale."

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"You said at the time that I didn't understand, because I didn't know what you had gone through, but I knew that I couldn't persuade you. I couldn't persuade you. I didn't even know what you were thinking."

"I always remember it." Chen Mo replied: "But I didn't tell you the reason, because I thought it sounded quite childish."

"...I have an enemy. I can't say that I am an enemy, because he gave me a choice. He promised that if I wanted to, he would send me to a safe place and let me live a life without worries about food and clothing."

Chen Mo said that he remembered that rainy night, that seemingly good escape route, but he didn't choose it.

"But I didn't accept it because I couldn't bear to leave my girl, because he told me that if I could go back alive, it would be possible to realize my little wish. I didn't expect that the next choice would be so painful."

Sfeldt was silent for two seconds, then asked: "What wish?"

It sounded like an older brother asking his younger brother what he wanted to do in the future.

"When I was a child in the orphanage, the window sill of the orphanage could see the newly built new city of Longmen. My wish at that time was to live there with my girl."

"But you left Longmen."

"I left Longmen, so I left her in order to go back one day." Chen Mo said: "I was ten years old at that time. I drove our car from Longmen. I didn't know how long we walked and went to a black building on the snow. , I call it the black wall.”

"I received training there, non-stop training, day and night, all kinds of training for killing. I learned to kill there, and learned how to use the fastest, simplest and craziest means to take away a life. "

Sifield didn't speak anymore. He just looked at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo looked at him calmly, but his eyes did not fall on him, but far away, absent-minded, as if he was lost in memories.

"They train us. People die every day, and people live every day. It seems like they can never finish killing, and it seems like they can never stop."

"So I started to regret. I regretted why I didn't choose a life without worries about food and clothing. Of course I would regret it, but I have no chance to regret it."

"I could only repeat this kind of day numbly day after day, until one day, there was a boy. He told me his name, but I couldn't remember it. I only remembered that his name was 052, and I called him 013."

"He likes to laugh. I don't know why he can laugh. His smile is dazzling, but I actually don't hate his smile. They tied us together with a chain, and then we depended on each other."

"052 is a weak guy. He is tall, but he can't kill. He can't do it."

Chen Mo's eyes moved slowly, and he looked at Sfeldt's face: "But I can't, I can't die there, I don't want to die there, so I told 052, you don't want to kill anyone, you think you are a good person, but There will be good people in the black walls, and of course you can go and do that, but you'll get me killed."

Chen Mo raised his head slightly and looked at the dazzling lights, as if he saw that stupid guy. He didn't dare to see what he would look like in the eyes of Sfeldt.

"You don't understand, Brother Si, I am different from other children. I am born despicable and selfish, so I use words to force 052, make him confused, and take advantage of his kindness. I also know that if I can make good use of 052, he Being tall and strong will increase my chances of survival."

"I succeeded because 052 is a kind guy, but I suddenly felt that I had done something hugely stupid and felt uneasy because 052 never smiled again."

"I found a way for 052, let him protect me with a big shield, and I will kill for him. That's what I say, but I know very well in my heart that he has saved me many times. Without him, I would have died long ago. , I killed people for him, but those people eventually died in the hands of both of us."

Under the dazzling light, Chen Mo's voice was weak and calm.

"We all have to do this because if we don't kill others, others are going to kill us."

Chen Mo slowly recounted what he had experienced in that black building many years ago. His memories began to spread across the ward, and he fell into the bone-chilling cold of ice and snow.

Even now, he could recall the coldness of the black wall and the scarlet, sticky and hot blood splashing on his face.

Sfeldt listened quietly.

The guy on the bed looked like a beast that had lost its fighting spirit. He retracted his claws and huddled at the bottom of the cage.

He listened to the past of 052 and 013 relying on each other, and listened to the big shield raised by 052, and the vicious dog holding a long knife under the big shield.

Blood stained the white snow, the rain was heavy, the wind and snow were falling, and the blood was dripping.

052 died in the hands of 013, and 013 broke free from the shackles on his hands, but Sfeldt knew that he would always be trapped in another invisible shackles.

The chains of the dragon gate and the chains of the black wall locked the hands of the beast on the left and right, and also held him, so that he would not lose himself in the darkness.

That day Sfeldt finally learned about the dead child's past.