Chapter 12 Final Chapter Burning Heaven-2

five The running jeep suddenly turned off, and the wild horse-like car just now lost power. After sliding for a certain distance, the tires got stuck on a rock and stopped. "What's the matter?" The middle-aged man in the back seat jumped out of the car anxiously, "We are only about 12 kilometers away from Fernance, and we must not turn off the engine at this time!" The driver and the two guards who accompanied the car also jumped out of the car together.The driver shook his head, "I don't know, I hope it's not that there is no fuel, we have no time to refuel before we set off."

"Check quickly!" The middle-aged man ordered, "If there is really no gas, we have to travel 12 kilometers." "Is it too late?" the driver asked. "No matter what, you can only gamble." The driver opened the lid of the fuel tank, went up to smell it, and shook his head slightly.He took a piece of newspaper from the car, twisted it into a paper, and slowly poked it in and out through the mouth of the fuel tank.Under the moonlight, he leaned over to look at the piece of paper carefully. "Is there any oil left? Is it a problem with the engine?" The middle-aged man's words were obviously anxious, and he also leaned over to look.

He froze suddenly, and the moment he bent down, he felt something cold and hard pressed against his back.He had no doubt that it was the barrel of a pistol.He stood up slowly, turned his head halfway, and saw the person standing behind him, which was one of the two people who escorted him here.Another man stood two meters away with a gun, pointing at his head from a distance. The driver who was checking the fuel tank just now stood up and quickly took his gun from the middle-aged man's clothes. "Why?" The middle-aged man's voice was dry. "Privilege Prosecutor Dr. Mann's order," the driver shook his head slightly, "You can't do anything by rushing now, you can only destroy yourself. I'm sorry, Executive Officer Mr. Borgi, if you try to escape, we will shoot you."

The middle-aged man stared blankly at him, his eyes were gray with despair. The sound of gunfire broke the silence on the wasteland like thunder, and then the sound of countless explosions joined together, as if a large thunder net was opened in the valley in the distance.The four of them stared at the direction where the gunshots came from. Far away, there was a faint flash of light. "It's already started, Mr. Borghi," the driver whispered. The colonel stood upright on the platform, the deafening gunfire did not make him show the slightest fear.The gunshots were much closer than 10 minutes ago, and the opponent was attacking his second line of defense, which meant that he had lost a line of defense.The colonel was now about 1,200 meters away from the second line of defense. He glanced at the microphone next to his helmet, but knew that he could no longer use this thing to contact his soldiers.

The young man was always standing by the simple telephone booth, holding the handset, and kept trying to dial. The lieutenant rushed into the station, "Too fast! Too fast! We didn't even have time to shoot!" He yelled with indescribable fear in his eyes. "Calm down!" The colonel remained calm, "How's the third regiment's defense going?" "No more! No more! It's all over!" shouted the lieutenant. "They have heavy weapons! Bazookas, sniper rifles, individual missiles, everything we have!" The colonel's expression changed slightly, and he turned to the young man, "You guys, LMA, or what other names, what exactly are you preparing in this city?"

"A well-equipped armed force, they captured the arsenal in the city." The young man said. The colonel thought for a moment, "Notify the second regiment, prepare to use tear gas! Fire them all!" He turned to the young man, "Have you prepared gas masks for this army too?" The young man nodded, "I have everything, I can only pray that they didn't carry it with them..." The river flows rushingly, reflecting the fine moonlight. The sound of gunfire in the distance became more and more intense.The middle-aged man was sitting in the back seat of the Jeep with his hands tied behind his back, with the driver pointing a pistol at his temple.The middle-aged man was silent as if he had lost consciousness, motionless.

The wind blows a gust of cold, and the thick weeds on the wasteland are turning waves.Two guards stood guard not far from the jeep with guns, looking at the place where the gunfire was shining in the distance. "How long ago?" one of them asked. "About 45 minutes." The other looked at his watch. "Can the French army solve the problem?" "Hard to say." The two fell silent. The first person suddenly looked back at the middle-aged man on the jeep in the distance, "Even so, he can't avoid internal inquiries, right?" "That's a matter for the Supreme Council," said the second.

He suddenly turned his head, "There is a sound!" Then he slammed into his companion's back, and at the same time his companion swept his flat-end pistol across an arc and aimed around, searching for the target.It's not very bright here, but moonlight is good enough for a well-trained man to aim at.The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of distant gunshots, the sound of the wind blowing the weeds and the rushing of running water can be heard. "Is it a snake? Or something like a voles?" The first person lowered his voice, "It looks like something went through the grass."

"This is a no-man's land affected by the hydrogen bomb explosion. There are no animals, only grass!" The second person's voice was stern and deep. The driver who was guarding the middle-aged man in the distance also realized the danger from his companion's actions. He pulled the bolt and loaded it, all the muscles in his body tensed, and he was about to fire. However, there is still no suspicious target appearing. The field of vision here is wide, and there is no way to hide everything, and all you can see is the undulating grassland.The middle-aged man on the jeep suddenly raised his head and looked around nervously.

"Let's get closer to the car!" a guard whispered. "it is good!" The two of them were back to back, moving slowly as if stuck together, stepping on the soft grass step by step.One of them suddenly felt something strange under his feet. He felt that what he stepped on was not the ground. He wanted to jump up without thinking, but there was severe pain in his feet, and he couldn't help roaring hoarsely.He looked down, and was shocked to see a black military dagger piercing his feet!There was a hand supporting his foot, and he stepped on this thin and pale hand just now!The shadow suddenly jumped out of the grass like a cheetah. He was thin but agile, and his movements were so fast that his eyes couldn't catch them.Only his slender, immature body could hide in the long grass, and approached the guards' feet silently like a snake on the ground.He stepped on the dagger, nailing the guard's foot to the ground, and then kicked another man's Adam's apple with his kick, which easily shattered the guard's throat.The shadow continued to move forward, wrapped its arms around the guard's neck and twisted it hard, ending his life.The gunshot rang out, and the guard who was stabbed in the instep shot at the nearby target continuously, but it was already too late, the shadow drew out the dagger shortly, swung it upward, and cut off the guard's throat.

Before the two corpses had time to fall down, the shadow was already sprinting in the direction of Jeep like lightning.He lowered his body and made a hissing sound from his throat. The driver faced him, as if he felt that those eyes were shining in the night with a light that did not belong to humans. The driver fired continuously, and in his hand was an Uzi battle pistol that could fire repeatedly, enough to fire 800 rounds of bullets a minute.The dense ballistic trajectory laid a net in the air, and the bullets hit the rocks with sparks splashing at the starting point, but the speed of the black shadow was too fast, he seemed to be able to predict the direction of the bullets, and moved forward with a distorted route. They often brushed past him at a distance of less than ten centimeters. The driver felt that his heart was about to burst, but he forced himself to be calm. He was an elite soldier and knew that as long as one bullet hit the target, the current predicament could be ended, and the enemy was still about 20 meters away from him. He stopped, narrowed his eyes to watch the shadow getting closer, and then suddenly raised his hand to shoot!This time he had switched the shooting mode to single shot, and only one bullet was ejected from the chamber, but the shadow fell down and rolled to one side, pressing his shoulders.The driver breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had won, and that he had adopted the correct tactics. The reason why the enemy was able to dodge his bullets before was based on the continuous trajectory changes when he fired, and when he stopped firing, the next bullet's It is impossible to guess where it came from. The driver stepped forward, ready to shoot again, he didn't want to give the opponent any chance to resist. The middle-aged man who had been staying on the back seat of the jeep suddenly jumped up at this time, his movements were still as agile as a young man, he hit the driver's chin with his knee in the air, this heavy blow was enough to knock down the driver's head partial teeth. The driver fell to the ground crookedly, and was knocked unconscious by the sudden heavy blow. When the middle-aged man landed, he was not in a hurry to untie his arms, but his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly at the shadow: "Who is it? Who is it?" Heiying pressed his injured shoulder and stood up with difficulty.He lowered his head, bent over and panted heavily, like a wounded wolf facing an opponent who snatched food.The two confronted each other for a short moment, and the shadow suddenly exerted force and rushed forward again. He went straight to the driver who was lying on the ground. "No!" The middle-aged man growled. It was too late, Soi Ying succeeded in one blow, and immediately backed away.A fountain of blood spewed from the driver's throat, and it was beyond treatment.The wound came from a very short knife in Sombra's hand, so short that he could cover it with his hand, but with this pocket knife with a blade of only a few inches, Sombra's stabbing was so ferocious that it made people tremble. The knife sank into the driver's throat, and was pulled out from the back of the neck, leaving a huge double wound! "I...en... is it you?" The voice of the middle-aged man trembled, "Why did you kill him? He has lost his fighting power!" The black shadow was still bent over, breathing heavily, holding the very short knife in his hand, with blood slowly dripping from the blade. "Are you crazy?" the middle-aged man yelled, "They think you are a killing machine, but you are not! Put down the knife! Put down!" The shadow shook his head, his voice was hoarse and distorted, "If I don't kill them, they will kill us instead! Why did you come here? Father? Why did you come? Did you come to kill us like them?" The middle-aged man took a step back, "No!" "Then you are here to save us?" Black Shadow's voice was full of sadness and despair, and he yelled as if he was wailing in pain, "Do you dare to say that you are here to save us? Why did you make it like this? Conspiracy! Conspiracy from our birth! Because we are incomplete! Isn't it?" The middle-aged man took another step back, his footsteps were weak, "It's not like this... This is not the original plan..." "But there is no way out! They want to storm the train station and escape! They opened up the arsenal! We can only let the slaughter happen at 6 o'clock in the morning! I don't want to kill people, I don't want to!" Sombra's voice was full of tears, " So I said we could go by water, we could escape along the river, and they didn't believe me." There was a whining sound in his throat, and his body twisted in pain, "You waited here, you waited here to kill us! Isn't that so, Father? You know the road, you used to bring me here across the boat." The two looked at each other, and the moonlight shone on the black shadow's face. It was a child's face, but it was ferocious and desperate. "No." The middle-aged man shook his head and took a step forward. "Why is that? Why!?" "Ian! Ian! Open your eyes and look at me! Am I here to kill you?" The middle-aged man roared, "I am here to save you! I am your father !" The child stared at him blankly, stepping back step by step, his expression was still vigilant, but when he saw clearly the bondage on the middle-aged man, the ferocity in his eyes began to fade a little bit. "We're useless, aren't we?" There was a tear in his voice, "So we're going to die, is that so?" "No!" The middle-aged man shook his head with all his strength, "Who told you that? I never knew there was such a plan, and I never thought my students were useless." "We're useful because we're guinea pigs!" cried the child. "We're not whole! We're guinea pigs!" "No one is a test subject!" The middle-aged man continued to approach, "You are a human! Ian! You are a human! Humans are not test subjects!" The child stared at him blankly, shaking his head, his hand holding the knife was shaking, "Don't come here! You...don't come here! Don't force me!" "I'm here..." The middle-aged man's words came to an abrupt end here. The bullet pierced his shoulder like a hot branding iron.He stumbled a step forward and fell to the ground, at the child's feet.The guard with his throat cut in the distance raised his pistol with his last strength, aimed at the child, and tried to shoot another bullet, but his life was at the end of his life, and his hand finally fell powerlessly. The child froze for a moment, and was about to pounce with the knife.But his ankle was firmly grasped.The child looked at his feet, and the middle-aged man raised his head vigorously, "Ian...don't kill people anymore..." The two pairs of eyes are so close, the child's dark pupils are full of confusion. "They are human beings, just like you, Ian. God never taught you to conquer a land, God has promised your land." The middle-aged man tried his best to keep his voice calm, "Let's go! Go! Remember what I told you Is it?" His breathing was short because of the serious injury, "Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous; do not be afraid or dismayed; for wherever you go, the LORD your God will be with you." These words seemed to carry great power, the child staggered back a step and sat on the ground. The middle-aged man crawled over and gently stroked the top of his head with his hands. With bound hands, he took out a small blue medicine bottle from his trousers pocket with great difficulty, and threw it at the child's feet.The child looked at the medicine bottle with an expression of disbelief. He slowly stretched out his hand and held the bottle tightly. "With this, you don't have to be afraid, you won't lose your vitality at 6 o'clock in the morning. When you cross this wilderness, you can always find a way to escape..." The middle-aged man gasped, reaching out to stroke his messy black hair, "Go, Don't look back, kid." The child still sat there in a daze, looking at the place where the gunfire was shining in the distance, his eyes were confused. "Go! Ian!" The middle-aged man suddenly roared, "There is always a way!" The child woke up in horror, and saw that the middle-aged man's pupils were as bright as burning.He stood up, retreated step by step, and suddenly turned around and ran wildly.Before it was dark, he turned around and looked at the middle-aged man for the last time, and the middle-aged man nodded slightly. The child jumped into the river like a beast and was carried away by the flowing water.The middle-aged man lay on the ground wearily. SIX Stray bullets can already penetrate the aluminum alloy parapet.The colonel glanced over the bullet holes, and he knew that the enemy would break through the second regiment's line of defense soon.There was still the first regiment he personally led on the platform, but he didn't know the other party's casualties. Without a radio, he couldn't grasp the frontline news.He had not seen an enemy so far, and his defenses were crumbling. "The set of copper wires leading to the city has been cut off. We must find a way to reconnect it." A young man named Katayama came to the Colonel, anxious, "Colonel, I need your people to assist me." "Enough!" The lieutenant had lost his last patience in fear, "Don't make any more demands! If this continues, all of us will die here! We must abandon this train station, and we should immediately withdraw the line of defense and retreat!" The colonel stopped the lieutenant with a wave of his hand. He looked at the young man, "How important is that set of copper wires? How can we connect it again?" "The most likely reason is that a line relay station used for maintenance was destroyed. I believe they don't know the existence of this set of copper wires. As long as a team can retake the relay station and connect the ends of the wires, it can turn things around." "Understood." The colonel nodded, "Where is the relay station?" "About 1,000 meters from here, there is a half-meter-high one, which looks like the iron cabinet in the transformer room is exposed on the ground." "Colonel!" the lieutenant yelled, "We can't listen to them! We don't have to accept their orders! The front line of defense is only 600 meters away from here. We can't even defend. How can we attack and fight? We should evacuate !Evacuate!" "It's useless. If we go back like this, each of us will be court-martialed." The colonel remained calm, "Lieutenant, have you seen the appearance of the enemy in the front line of defense?" The lieutenant shook his head. "I've never fought a battle like this. I couldn't see the enemy, but the line of defense was repeatedly torn apart. No matter what kind of enemies they are, vampires or... children..." He gave the young man a deep look, "They shouldn't exist in this world. I now understand why the higher-ups mobilized us." "Second Lieutenant Lombar!" The colonel turned back, "Take 20 of your subordinates to connect to that thread, about 1,000 meters away from here." Lombard came out, swung his assault rifle at his men, and twenty men followed him. Sergeant Lemaire followed Lieutenant Rombar, and they broke away from their defenses from the northeast and entered the battlefield.What he saw was a sea of ​​flames, as if the whole world was set on fire. It was a large-scale incineration caused by napalm bombs. The oxygen in the air seemed to be evacuated. If they were not wearing oxygen masks, none of them would be alive. It is possible to advance half a step in this terrible place.The petrol bomb is one of the most lethal weapons of the Special Forces of the Secret Service, and it has been adopted in this tragic battle. Le Maire has so far not seen a single enemy face, and as he passed the Second Regiment's line, he saw soldiers strafing aimlessly with assault rifles and heavy machine guns, throwing tons of bullets onto the battlefield.Among the deafening gunfire, there was only the occasional low sound of a sniper rifle, and his comrades were shot one by one. "Is this how defenses are breached?" wondered Le Maire. The large-caliber sniper rifle made him feel trembling all over. When this kind of gun hits a person, there is a small bullet hole in the front, but the wound pierced by the bullet on the back looks like it was blasted by artillery fire. There is a wound the size of a washbasin. It's too late. Fortunately, the relay station was not in the center of the conflict between the two sides, but to the north, so the bullets from the sniper rifles did not appear here, and no enemies could be seen.With the help of terrain cover, they successfully approached the target. Second Lieutenant Longbal squatted behind a naturally raised earth bag and looked up at the metal cabinet about 150 meters away.It was half buried in the ground, and it was emitting a slight electric fire. It looked like a bullet had torn the iron skin on the outer side of it. "Connect the thread, the rest is not our business." Lombal took off the oxygen mask, said a word, and quickly put it on again. Everyone nodded in unison, they had to get out of all cover to get to the relay station, which happened to be in the middle of the open field.Le Maire swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that his underwear was wet with sweat. Long Bal stood up abruptly, took the lead and rushed over, and everyone followed behind him. 150 meters! 100 metres! 50 meters! 30 meters! 10 m! Lemaire prepares to take insulated tools from the tool pouch in his belt. At this time, several black shadows flashed from the flames!It was the first time Le Maire saw such a fast moving speed and such a ferocious attack, but it was not the sniper bullets he was worried about, but a sharp chopper.A few figures that suddenly appeared from behind the flames were holding a straight-edged cleavage that Le Maire had never seen before. They did not wear oxygen masks, but they still moved freely in this severely hypoxic environment.It was an ambush, and they had already spotted the team, hiding behind a burning barrier. Le Maire watched helplessly as a sergeant who rushed to the front was beheaded with a knife, blood gushed out, and the headless body fell into the fire beside him. Le Maire couldn't believe his eyes!The neckline of their combat uniforms has a titanium alloy steel lining that specially protects the neck, but this cannot withstand the blow of the chopper.The soldiers stopped at the same time and fired at the jumping shadows. Amid the dense bullets, the shadows moved in zigzags, not at all at the speed of humans.The intersecting ballistic trajectory could not lock their attacking route, and the leading black figure nimbly crashed into the arms of a sergeant, and then jumped away like lightning.The blood from the sergeant's heart spurted three meters away, and he collapsed powerlessly. "Back!" Lombal yelled as he took off his oxygen mask. But the opponent's speed is too fast, and the bullets can't catch up with these enemies.The black shadows were as fast as the world champions in the 100-meter race. They swung their cleavage knives behind the soldiers, and the corpses fell one after another. Le Maire turned around and saw the tall and burly Lieutenant Lombar rolling his eyes and calling him Press down.Hot blood splashed on Le Maire's oxygen mask, and then a knife was stabbed from the back of Rombal, and even pierced Le Maire's lower abdomen. At this point, no one in this team stood still, and the black shadows jumped over the corpses, advancing towards the next battlefield. On the platform at this time, the colonel silently glanced at his subordinates. The young man kept dialing numbers at the phone booth, but there was no signal tone from the microphone. "It hasn't recovered yet, can they succeed?" the young man asked. "This is a probability event." The colonel smiled. "It's rare to see someone laughing now." The young man said, his voice trembling slightly. "I'm an old soldier, I can laugh anytime." The colonel tidied up his equipment. "My soldiers are running low, and after our train passed the fork at Frantis North Station, the sappers started tearing down the tracks. .Now we have no way to retreat, because there is no way out." "Win or die?" The young man looked up at him, "You are so calm, Colonel, have you participated in the third total war?" "Yeah, I survived by luck at that time, thinking that one day I will pay for this life, and I will be even with my comrades in the past. Seeing that the day of retirement is getting closer and closer, I thought I could escape this After a catastrophe, who would have thought that it would still come." The colonel pressed Beretta's gun tightly with his hand to load it, "Get ready to activate your backup plan, I know you have your own preparations." After being stunned for a while, the young man nodded, "It's a pleasure working with you, I haven't asked for your name yet." "Hashimodo Tomomi, Colonel of the 1st Regiment of the Special Army Division of the French Secrecy Service," the colonel changed the Japanese at this point, "Hashimoto Yuzo in Japanese, but his nationality is French." "They're all Japanese. I thought you were Chinese, Katayama Yukai," the young man said, "Katayama Ryusuke in Japanese." "I was born in France and have never been to Japan," said the colonel. "It's a pity, it's a very interesting place," Katayama said. Soldiers with bulletproof shields entered the last line of defense of the first regiment together with the colonel. The young man picked up the microphone and put it close to his ear, but there was still no signal tone. In another battlefield, Le Maire pushed away the second lieutenant Lombar who was pressing on him.He thought he was almost suffocating, but the knife unfortunately severed the oxygen tube in his abdomen.He snatched the second lieutenant's oxygen mask and took a few breaths, then put it on the second lieutenant's face again.His abdominal injury was minor, but it looked horrifying, and Lemaire pressed hard on the wound, feeling that if he didn't press it, his intestines would leak out. He propped himself up with the other arm and crawled towards the relay station 10 meters away.The 10-meter distance almost exhausted his physical strength. He lay on the ground and kicked with all his strength, kicking open the twisted iron door, exposing the complicated wiring inside.The two strands of copper wire wrapped in colorless insulator were obviously broken. Lemaire stripped the outer insulation layer of the copper wire with pliers, and twisted the two strands of copper wire together with one hand. Fortunately, there was no high voltage on the line. , it seems that it is just a data line. After all this was done, he panted and crawled back to Second Lieutenant Longbar's side, testing his breath with his hands.He felt a weak breath, and felt much better in his heart.The others were dead, and looking at them, Le Maire knew he didn't have to try anything.He pressed his stomach with one hand, and with the other he tried hard to grab the military uniform of Second Lieutenant Rombar, trying to drag him out of the fire. Le Maire's consciousness gradually began to blur, and he reminded himself that he must remember to take a breath of oxygen after a while, otherwise he would be suffocated to death.His vision in front of him began to blur, and he was not sure how many meters were left, maybe 10 meters, maybe 100 meters. "Fuck you let me go!" A big hand hit him weakly. Le Maire turned his head and saw Lieutenant Rombar's eyes opened. "I've done the job, I've connected the wires," Le Maire said with difficulty. "What other wire is connected?" Lombal hoarsely shouted, "That's the wire that controls the self-destruct system, don't you understand?" "We serve in the Bureau of Secrecy. If we don't complete our mission, we will have to go to court-martial." Le Maire ignored him and pulled him forward again vigorously. "You idiot, understand the battlefield, and told you. The most important thing on the battlefield is to survive. I signed that damn non-disclosure agreement for you, and you didn't write it. If you escaped, just hire a good lawyer How come you don’t understand how to settle the army’s idiots who want to sue you?” Lombal’s eyes widened, extremely angry. Le Maire turned his head and looked at his boss as if suddenly enlightened. He didn't say anything, turned his head and continued to pull Long Baer forward centimeter by centimeter.But he didn't see that behind him, a blood-stained child was approaching them silently with a straight-bladed long knife.Lombard closed his eyes. A phone booth more than 1,000 meters away.Finally, a clear signal tone came from the microphone. Katayama hugged the microphone in his arms and said ecstatically, "Thank God." SEVEN Paris. The mountain eagle landed on the square, and the lights not far away were brightly lit. Thousands of people gathered in the square, waiting for the cheers at twelve o'clock on Christmas Eve.The beams of the searchlight swept across the sky in a huge fan shape, and the Eiffel Tower was turned into bright and dazzling gold by the lights. The cabin door opened, and the man in the black windbreaker was the first to jump out of the plane. A black car was already parked there waiting, and there was a silent ambulance with emergency lights on.Doctors poured into the helicopter, and the men walked silently to the sedan.A man in a suit next to the car waited for him. "Mr. Prosecutor Nathan Man, Katayama's phone call was transferred through Lunas. He hopes to talk to you." The person next to the car showed no expression and handed over the mobile phone. The man nodded towards him. "It should be the last call." The person next to the car said. "I understand." The man took a deep breath, put the phone to his ear, "Katayama." "Doctor, they are coming, I heard their footsteps." A low voice came from the phone, the background sound was very empty, and there seemed to be faint footsteps echoing. "Katayama, you can't panic. I know it's not easy for anyone to make a choice at this time. You can only rely on your will." The man said. "Doctor, you know," Katayama seemed to be laughing, his panting voice was unusually heavy, "I like old movies, I remember an old movie from more than forty years ago, it said that some people lived in a computer-controlled world, They have a special ability, answering a phone call, they can turn into a stream of electrons and flow along the wire. Now I really want to have this ability, and it’s really scary to think that the god of death is coming slowly with the sound of footsteps like this.” "Katayama! Don't make a sound, some of them have extremely keen hearing, and any slight sound will be detected!" "I know, but please let me finish." The man was silent for a while, "I understand, I'm listening." "I'm probably the last person here. Colonel Hasimodo and his men are all dead. I have a question and I want to know the answer." "you say." "If Colonel Hasimodo's Ministry of Engineers has demolished the railway, then what's the point of holding this station? They have no medicine, and they will lose their vitality in six hours. At that time, we have absolute chances of winning Why did you send Colonel Hasimodo?" Katayama said, "Because they had to be killed? This is the real decision of the Supreme Council." "Yes, the first thing to ensure is that no living body will flow into the hands of people other than us, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. But we don't want to lose Fernance, it is the base we have worked hard to build. So the first choice is to keep it. Fernans, and erase the rebellious living body, if not, then erase Fernans together." The man's voice was very calm, without the slightest ups and downs. "This is massacre!" "So I would have preferred to do it myself, so to speak." There was a long silence on the phone. "But until now, I still believe in the justice of LMA." Katayama said softly, "Doctor, because you have told me your ideal, I can feel your sincerity and enthusiasm." "Thank you for your trust, just like the samurai in your hometown Japan in the feudal era, they firmly believed in righteousness. Thank you, Katayama." The man whispered. "goodbye." "goodbye." At Fernance Railway Station, the trembling young man hung up the phone in a lonely telephone booth.The indistinct footsteps that were approaching suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of sharp breaking wind. The sharp metal blade broke through the aluminum alloy outer wall of the phone booth, pierced through the young man's chest, and then was quickly drawn away.Large swaths of blood spattered the glass walls of the phone booth. Katayama Ryusuke did not fall down, he stared and pressed the "1" button on the phone with his last strength. The sky in the northeast direction was suddenly illuminated, and the loud rumble of thunder came from a distance, and the ground seemed to be shaking slightly. The man looked over there with a mobile phone that only had a blind tone left, and remained silent. The people waiting to celebrate in the square were also stunned by the sudden change, the music was suspended, and everyone looked forward to it.But nothing else happened, maybe just a small earthquake, or a big thunderstorm far away, and the air defense sirens didn't go off.The provocative voice of the host once again attracted everyone's attention, the music played again, and the lights on the iron tower changed to bright silvery white. The middle-aged man rushed to the highest point he could find, and looked at the mushroom cloud rising in the valley in the distance. The fiery red light shone in the cloud column. The cloud seemed to be frozen there, like a huge monument, and the fire under the cloud raging. He knelt down and pounded the ground with all his might. The wet child climbed up to the river bank from the water and looked at the fire reflecting the red sky in the distance, no more tears. The president walked out of the Elysee Palace, and his secretary put on a thick woolen coat for him to keep out the cold.He boarded the Volvo car and looked back at the ancient palace, "Maybe it's the last time I've been here, and I really like this building." The car slid and left with the resigned president. Tomorrow this news will appear prominently in all news media. Not far from the Eiffel Tower, the mobile phone in the man's pocket rang, and he connected the call. "Peng? Is that you? Fernance's radio shield generation system has been destroyed. What can you say to me now?" the man said calmly. "Man, you are a murderous devil! You lunatic! You killed them! You killed them!" A desperate roar came from the phone. "I know I've let you down." The man hung up the phone. The people waiting by the car approached the man, "Doctor, you may need to cooperate with us." "Is the Supreme Council dissatisfied with my actions this time?" The man looked at the special envoy with a calm and calm expression. The special envoy was polite and indifferent, "I'm sorry, doctor, the task that should have been performed by you was temporarily replaced by Assistant Executive Officer Ryusuke Katayama. You need to explain this. In addition, the loss caused by this sudden incident is abnormal for LMA Seriously, before the facts are clarified, the Supreme Council has decided to temporarily remove your power, please follow us back to our headquarters in Eastern Siberia." The man pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Can you understand it this way? Katayama Ryusuke, me and Peng Borji were all those who advocated the construction of Fernance at that time. Now this city has been wiped out, and we should have The one who disappeared with it. But I came back, so I must be punished?" "No, the Supreme Council attaches great importance to the ability and achievements of you and the executive officer Borji, but this matter really cannot end so easily." The special envoy said. "I'll go with you." "Thank you for your cooperation." The envoy put the handcuffs on the man's wrist. "I won't run away." The man looked at the handcuffs with a blank expression. "It's discipline," the envoy said. At this time, the doctors and the surviving children passed by not far away. The man covered the handcuffs with the sleeves of his windbreaker and smiled at the black-haired boy, "Theo, take good care of Eve and Irina. After this time you That's an adult." The boy nodded silently. At the last moment of getting into the car, a bell rang in the distance, and countless fireworks flew into the sky at the same instant, turning into colorful and dazzling traces of light.艾菲尔铁塔下音乐高涨，万人同时欢呼，高挂在半空的彩球裂开，闪光的碎片雨一样缤纷下落。 “原来是圣诞节啊。”男人回头，低低地赞叹。 特使把他推了进去，轿车悄无声息地滑入了夜幕。 EIGHT 比利时，布鲁塞尔。 2045年12月25日夜，比利时报业集团印刷厂。 值班室的电话响了，听着音乐剧打瞌睡的老人几乎是愤怒地拾起电话，“是谁？现在是圣诞节午夜十二点！” 电话对面传来的声音也同样强硬，“听着，瓦夫雷，我不管你是不是在圣诞夜不情愿地加班，我要知道是否明天我们新的欧洲标准地图就要开始印刷？” 老人愣了一下，换了略带谄媚的声音，“局长先生，您还没有睡下？” “印刷？或者不印刷？”电话对面的人此刻必然是声色俱厉。 “是的是的，明天那些地图就将开印，三天内您就可以看到第一批成品了。” “我们必须紧急做一下修改。政区图上有一些新的变化，我刚刚收到的通知，一个刚刚被我们增加到数据库里的卫星城费尔南斯，因为建筑工地发生了原因不明的大爆炸，所以这个卫星城的开发规划被取消了。也就是说，你现在得抹掉那座城市，那里以后就只是一片荒地。” “天呐，大爆炸？这可糟糕透了！” “好了，瓦夫雷，别说废话。北纬48?45度，东经9?35度的规划城市费尔南斯，从今天开始在正式出版审定的欧洲行政区划图上不复存在。我想我的话已经说得很清楚了！”局长的声音带着不容置疑的威严，“你的工作是画出正确的地图来！” 欧洲标准局的局长挂断了电话。 欧洲标准局位于比利时的办公室里，局长沉默了一会儿，再次拾起电话拨了一个号码。 “你好。”电话里传来低沉的男声。 “你好，博士，你嘱托的事情已经办好了。”局长的声音谨慎而克制。 电话里静悄悄的，无人说话。 “博士？”局长觉得由心底深处生出些许不安，“博士你还在听电话么？” “对不起，我的心情不是很好。”电话对面的人沉默了片刻，“即将被抹去的，那是我的年轻时代。谢谢你的协助，局长先生，可惜我现在面临一场内部质询，暂时不能向你表示更多的感谢。” The phone was hung up. “年轻时代？”局长狠狠地摔了话筒，“你们这些满脑袋狂想的蠢货！” 比利时报业集团印刷厂巨大的厂房里回荡着老瓦夫雷的大吼：“艾伦！艾伦！起来了！我们得把制版机再打开一下，那帮该死的官僚，他们又有新改动了。” 2045年12月28日，这一天，在新出版的欧洲政区地图上，一个名叫“费尔南斯”的小城被悄无声息地抹掉。 NINE 2056年12月3日。 内森·曼坐在漆黑的会议室中，面对着空荡荡的会议桌。非常罕见的，从“1”到“13”的数字全部亮着，这意味着所有的委员都列席了会议。自LMA成立以来，除了每年的年会外，很少有全部委员齐集的会议。 博士的双手交叠，按在桌面上，轻轻抿着嘴唇，仿佛一尊雕像。 “曼，我们已经听完了你的证言。彭·鲍尔吉已经死去，我们非常遗憾，唯一一个能为你出具证言书的人就这么消失，你在'费尔南斯事件'中所需承担的责任和所犯下的错误，可能永生都无法被判定了。”13号的数字模块亮了起来，“不过也有好消息，我们听完你的陈述，决定给你一次机会。无法证实的事情就让它被永远封存好了，我们都相信你对于学院和我们伟大目标的忠诚。” “谢谢。”博士微微点了一下头。 “在我封存文件之前，需最后确认几件重要的事实，你只需回答'是'或'不是'。”13号温和地说，“当然，你应该明白，我们并不希望听见'是'之外的任何答案。” “我将以我的荣誉保证，我所说的都是事实。” “很好。”13号说，“半成品的活体数一共495件，是么？” "yes!" “所有活体都是经过基因选择法人工培养的目标物，并且对杨氏酮具有成瘾性，是么？” "yes!" “在'费尔南斯事件'的当夜，你获知活体暴动之后，紧急命令毁掉了城内所有杨氏酮的药剂，以限制活体的活动能力。这是你个人迫于紧急事态的决定，并没有通知委员会，是么？” "yes!" “当时费尔南斯城内可活动的活体数被估为490件，其中仅有27件未参与暴动，另外有9件存活，最后在助理执行官片山龙介的带领下逃出了费尔南斯，成功地被输送出来。其余454件皆参与了暴动，并试图逃离费尔南斯，是么？” "yes!" “其他的活体都在启动自爆装置后被销毁，除了1件在逃，是么？” "yes!" “你供称活体能够逃脱是因为执行官彭·鲍尔吉私下向他提供了含杨氏酮的药剂，你并不知情，是么？” "yes!" “代替你启动销毁程序的片山龙介助理执行官是出于主动而非你的个人意愿，是么？” "yes!" “对于费尔南斯活体暴动的具体原因，你并不知道，是么？” "yes!" “很好，就这些了。”13号似乎也松了一口气，“这份文件将被封存，感谢你的合作，曼。” “谢谢你，13。”博士起身，准备退出。 “最后一个问题，是我个人的，不知道是否可以回答我？”13号的声音在博士背后响起。 “请问。”博士停下脚步。 “真的不知道活体暴动的原因么？” “不，”博士摇了摇头，“但是我知道他们被我们以基因技术培养为武器，每个人都不会甘心作为武器生存下去。如果我是他们中的一员，或许也会加入那样的军事暴动吧？” “我也可以猜想到，你是同情他们的。” “不，”博士缓缓地摇头，“为了一个全新的时代，我们需要最强的武器，因此总有一些人会被牺牲掉。” 他转身，缓慢而有力地走出了会议室。 在他身后，所有的光都暗了下去。 Note: 杨氏酮：能惊人地激发人体潜能，但对人体有极强的反噬作用的一种药剂。 精彩未完 “LMA”学院将面临怎样的挑战？ 存活下来的活体会改变世界的平衡吗？ “猎犬狐”和“野狼”又将进行怎样的对决？ 敬请期待第二部：《公主的战争》。