"You have to remember that you are unique," someone whispered to himself in the dark. one and only It's a joke "It's a great miracle," the old, excited voice sounded again.
Where is this, how is someone talking to themselves?
Long Yun struggled to open his eyes in the dark, feeling that his whole body was covered with water, a lot of water seemed to be immersed in a container, this container was obviously a cylindrical shape, looking out from the thick glass, a short old man with glasses was staring at him proudly.
"My God," the old man seemed to be stimulated by something, and his eyes were filled with tears, and he fell to his knees with a thud, like a devout believer prostrate under the throne of God.
"In the name of Atlantis, this will be the time to witness a miracle."
The old man looked like a native priest in the countryside who danced the great god, kowtowing and bowing to him, while chanting words in his mouth, "The Great Destroyer will once again return to the world, cleansing the dirt of this world, and the despicable Moria will fall into the lava hell and never recover."
What is Atlantis, the funny old man who sings like a big opera, saying Atlantis is a familiar name, Long Yun remembers that Jiro had mentioned this name before he was killed by himself, and Moriah, it was all some kind of mess.
The old fish, the king, and his teammates They're gone cold Long Yun felt that he was cold, and he couldn't help but scream, but a mouthful of water poured into his mouth, and the surroundings suddenly turned into a vast ocean.
He finally remembered, it was a memory of the time he was ten years old, it was in the depths of the Pacific Ocean.
He poured salty and bitter sea water into his mouth and nose, and the pain in his lungs became sharp.
When you open your eyes, you will be surrounded by boundless darkness.
The Pacific Ocean turned out not to be blue, it should be black.
I am slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea.
The survival stimulated Long Yun, and he once again slid his hands desperately, trying to surface to the surface.
But there seemed to be a terrifying suction force in the dark sea, which enveloped his feet and dragged him into the depths of the ocean.
"Ahh "What's wrong with you, ghost" The man's face appeared in a blurred vision, becoming clearer and clearer, constantly grabbing his right hand and shaking it violently, "Wake up, you have to wake up and need you now" She even reached out and slapped Long Yun hard.
"You've got to wake up right away" Long Yun took a few breaths of air hard, and the feeling of being drowning in the sea and suffocating gradually disappeared.
He struggled to sit up and looked around, which was in a truck.
Could it be that everything just now was a dream?
The old fish is right, the old fish He nervously quickly scanned the surroundings, trying to find the trace of the old fish.
No, the old fish was really gone, the king, the poet, and the duke were gone, and there were only Lieutenant Jack and his nine men in the trunk of the car, many of them seriously wounded, each with a face blackened with gunsmoke, and a wound of undried blood on the bandages around his body.
"What about the old fish" he grabbed the man's hand violently, "where is the old fish?"
The man's wife felt that her hand was going to be cut off, and she bared her teeth and shouted, "Damn, you're going to cut off my hand."
Long Yun subconsciously let go of his hand, but he still grabbed the man's wife, "What about the king, duke and poet of the old fish?"
The man's wife licked her chapped lips, her face was full of sadness, and her eyes turned red instantly.
Long Yun seemed to realize something, just now he was dreaming after he fell into a coma, and now, it was the real world.
Although he knew that nothing good would come of the old fish, and he himself even witnessed the cab of the Ural truck burned into a ball of fire, he could not accept this fact.
"What about the old fish," he bowed his head, repeating the question word by word.
The man's wife suddenly cried loudly: "It's gone, it's headless, and when I woke up, he was already burned to death in the cab."
The man's wife had not cried since her family died in the tribal massacre in Somalia, and in her words, the tears had dried up that day.
But now, she was crying loudly, so that every man in the car was panicked, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with numbness, and he couldn't speak.
Long Yun sat on the ground in despair, and asked, "What about the other kings, dukes, and poets?"
The man's wife only cared about crying and didn't answer at all.
Lieutenant Jack moved over and patted Long Yun on the shoulder: "Brother, they volunteered to stay behind to block the rebel convoy.
Otherwise, we won't be able to pull out."
"What are you talking about" Long Yun suddenly jumped up from the floor and pushed Lieutenant Jack the carriage board, and with a bang, Jack felt the Venus dancing in front of him, and he almost fainted in one breath.
"British, tell me the what's wrong with them again" Long Yun's eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were twice as big as usual.
"You leave them there, me," he pulled out his pistol and put it against Lieutenant Jack's head, "who gave you the power to leave them know what they are, they're my brother" Jack suddenly sobbed, covered his face and hung his head, not explaining at all.
"Don't embarrass him, the ghost has nothing to do with him" The polar bear turned pale, leaned over and pushed Long Yun, "The king, they voluntarily blocked the rebel convoy in order to give us a chance to live, you are a mercenary, you should know that there is no choice on the battlefield, and it is also the best choice, otherwise you will all have to die together" "Death is also going to die together" Long Yun pushed the polar bear down and said viciously: "They are our brothers who were born to die, how can you be willing to leave them behind" After saying that, he had already cried, and the tears couldn't help but slide down.
The man's wife touched a handful of tears and said, "If we don't go, we can't go, when the rebel convoy caught up, the duke took a gun and let us go" Huge grief filled the carriage, and Long Yun knew that he was venting, and the object of venting was not someone else, but himself.
He hated himself, why he couldn't save the king, why he couldn't save the old fish, why he couldn't save the duke and the poet, the fire of others, in fact, he was more painful than anyone else.
"Ahhh The man's wife hurriedly came over and hugged his waist, pedaling on the board to prevent him from torturing himself anymore, and the polar bear also came over to help, suppressed Long Yun, and roared loudly: "What's the use of you hitting and dying now, don't you often say an old Chinese saying, it's called staying in Qingshan, don't you worry about no firewood, it's a coward's behavior, let's avenge the old fish, this is the right thing."
After struggling for a while, Long Yun gasped for breath and finally lay on the ground without moving.
The man's wife looked at him with a very frightened expression, so she had to stay by the side.
After a long time, Long Yun spit out the name, and his eyes burned with anger that could destroy everything: "I must find this fat pig and chop him into meat sauce":