Azra hugged his knees, opened his tear-rippling eyes, looked at his ruined hometown, which had long since changed in the night, and asked in a low voice, "Then who did something wrong?"
After Xu Le was silent for a moment, he replied very directly: "I don't know. ” At his request, Azra forcibly suppressed her disgust at the memory and repeated it in as much detail as she could.
After hearing the girl's description of the burly federal officer, he frowned, pulled up a photo from his watch many years ago, and asked, "Xiong Linquan, if you confirm this pronunciation, then you can see if it is this person." ” Azra was startled by the light curtain that popped up on his watch, and gently stroked his chest with his small hand, and after calming down a little, he recognized at a glance the big man holding a terrifying gun and grinning on the light curtain, nodded, and then added softly: "The hair is not so long." ” Xu Lewei thought for a while, directly brought up Paul's photo again, and asked: "Is the brave imperial soldier you said he is talking about?"
Azra nodded again, then looked at Xu Le's eyes curiously, and asked in surprise, "Why do you know it's them and you still have their photos." ” Xu Le scratched his head, not knowing how to answer this question, and turned his head to look east, trying to avoid the girl's puzzled gaze, but noticed that the brilliance on the horizon had disappeared.
The round and white huge moon hid behind the heavy lead clouds, and the weather-beaten and injured Ferge City was swallowed by the absolute night, Xu Le squinted his eyes, looking at the thick clouds above his head that seemed to be wet and dripping, but there was no rain, thinking of the vague information transmitted by Philip before entering the electronic disorder shielding area, he couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.
He came to Inkflower Planet to find Paul, and he was also very concerned about the old guys in the seven groups, but he didn't expect them to be together now, so he was twice as worried. , He turned back to look at the sad side face of the imperial girl in silence, thinking that if he hadn't saved her, he wouldn't have known the whereabouts of those guys, and this was not an arrangement of fate Through Azra's narration, Xu Le knew that Xiong Linquan killed the two federal officers who forcibly annihilated her, which was not unexpected by him, the seventh group did a lot of black work for the political axe back then, but it didn't mean that they had no bottom line and taste, he knew what kind of people those former subordinates were.
Federal soldiers like Xiong Linquan basically do not kill women and children, but imperial men kill casually, especially the rule that soldiers are strictly forbidden to kill prisoners does not conform to the violent aesthetics of the seven groups.
Paul was still in extreme danger, Xu Le knew that he had to find them as soon as possible, he called up the night military map, found the location of Xiong Linquan and the others when they last appeared three days ago, and then squinted his eyes at Fei Ger City in the night, and stretched out his right index finger a little farther away.
Pointing his finger at the ruined city, moving slowly with the artillery fire lit up from time to time between the buildings on the street corners, Xu Le's thick eyebrows like knives were deeply locked, and his mind turned rapidly, thinking hard about where the ghost-like Federation team had gone.
Countless battle pictures flashed quickly in his mind, he recalled every battle in the 5460 glacier, between the 3320 rock peaks, between the streams, in the streets and alleys of the city, the details of each mission, and recalled that when Magnolia was in a tactical class, the content of the notes made by the veteran team members gradually had some vague judgments in his heart, so he gently lifted the hair on his forehead like someone, revealing a gentle smile.
In the deepest morning, Xu Le took the girl Azra out of the makeshift camp in the bushes, and took advantage of the safest time to quickly advance on the northeastern edge of Feige City.
With a heavy marching bag on his shoulders and a modified firearm in both hands that neither the Imperial nor the Union forces had, he jumped among the plane trees with the maiden and passed by the dark and old bloodstains, met the Federation reconnaissance team in the morning, and saw a few cold Imperial mechs in the twilight.
The gun in Xu Le's hand never sounded, he strictly followed the provisions of the military tactics manual, thrilling and seemingly simple to avoid those dangers, even with a delicate girl, still perfect without any loopholes.
On the second night, he and Azra entered the Second Theater in Ferge to take a break and recuperate, and then they found the theater densely packed with the corpses of Imperial civilians.
The corpses had long since decomposed, most of them exposing their bones, and were piled up in one place, proving that the massacre had been going on for a long time, because the war was so tragic that it seemed that the Empire did not care about the dignity of these people after death.
Standing beside Azra, who was frightened and silently weeping, Xu Le's eyes narrowed at the stimulus of a certain smell that permeated the theater, and he remembered the mass grave he saw in the glacier back then, which was the blood evidence of the slaughter of civilians in Xilin by the Imperial troops, so what did this bleak scene in front of him prove The officer named Arthur was shot for refusing to carry out the massacre, and none of the federal troops who fired in the theater ever stood up against it?
Looking at the corpses that were decaying into dust, Xu Le was silent for a long time, then shook his head and left the theater with the girl Azra.
Successfully escaping from the intersection of the fiercest battles, Xu Le and the girl Azra arrived at an imperial camp, and after being identified, he was greeted by the supreme commander of the military camp with sincere fear, so he did not hesitate to ask the other party to place the poor girl properly.
Before leaving, the girl Azra picked up the gray hem of her skirt, saluted him half-squatting, and then said in a very serious tone: "I know what is wrong, and war is wrong." ” "But war is just a noun, it doesn't know right or wrong."
Xu Le thought for a while and replied, "Only people know." ” After saying this, he left the barracks without stopping and headed for the city again, and the people he was looking for should still be in the city.
The mixed NTR team led by Xiong Linquan was like a real ghost, looming from time to time among the ruins of gunsmoke and artillery fire, and many Imperial troops felt their presence, but could not find their specific location, and the federal military did not grasp their whereabouts at all.
The fact that others can't find it doesn't mean that Xu Le can't find it either, and the route of the escape with the girl Azra has not deviated from his tracking plan, and in the afternoon of the same day, he came to a courtyard in the countryside on the southeastern outskirts of Feige City.
The overhead was still covered with lead clouds, but the density was much weaker than in the center of the city, and the near-air fighters of the Federation and the Empire were fighting to the death in the sky, and from time to time there were fighters dragging long tails of fire, falling to the ground at high speed, and then violently exploding.
The level of radio wave shielding here is much lower, but the remote equipment that Xu Le used to communicate with Philip has been damaged in the latent tracking these days, and it is very difficult to locate it.
Xu Le looked at the small courtyard dozens of meters away, walked to a broken tree and squatted, looked at the new soil there and smiled slightly, dug it with a marching knife, and found that there were indeed some wastes such as nutrition bar skins inside, as well as a few rolls of blood-stained bandages.
When the seven teams went to a temporary camp, they would choose to bury the waste generated in the previous 24 hours in a secluded place outside the camp to prevent the enemy from confirming the direction of tracking through the garbage left in the room.
Each unit has its own special combat style and even tactical details, and this detail of the seven groups is not in their tactical manual, but in the minds of each team member, and no one knows about it.
But it definitely does not include Xu Le.
Along the way, he has continued to confirm the location of Xiong Linquan and the others in a similar way, and Xiong Linquan and the others could not imagine that the details they used to annihilate their whereabouts would instead become a beacon to expose their movements.
The Southwest Theater, which had not rained for a long time, suddenly began to rain lightly at this time, Xu Le, who completely hid his body behind the broken tree, squinted his eyes and glanced at the sky, lifted the rain hat behind him, covered his head, and then carefully poked out the lens to observe the movement of the small courtyard.
There should be someone in the triangular attic, the window is covered with a thick layer of ash, but there is some fresh smell in the broken hole next to it, is it a peephole or aiming at the road, why is there a thin alloy wire in the nursery where the cabbage is grown, is it a thunderbolt or something There is also the tree dwelling on the broad-leaved tree in the west of the small courtyard, the war lasted for three years, is there still a child of the empire who dares to climb up to play why there are scratches of military boots on the bark of that tree The NTR team led by Xiong Linquan made extremely careful security control preparations for this small courtyard, but for Xu Le, these preparations hidden in the shadows were too easy to find, too familiar, and so familiar that he was a little moved.
As if returning to the scene of the tactical exercise in the camp that year, Xu Le licked his slightly dry lips, followed the safest passage in his judgment, and quietly approached the small courtyard, and slowly probed through the courtyard wall with his right hand.
However, just as he was about to sneak in, a gunshot rang out in the small courtyard, and even with a silencer, it was still very crisp in this quiet space.
The bullet grazed his right hand and shot into the brick wall, splattering a few sharp pieces of red debris.
Xu Le squatted down against the wall suddenly, and thought in annoyance: "There is actually a secret point, when did these guys become so thieves?"
The raindrops gradually became heavier, crackling on his clothes, on the red brick wall, and on the vegetable leaves growing in the nursery in the courtyard.
After the gunshot, there was no movement in the small courtyard, Xu Le held the gun against the wet brick wall, squinted at the mist between heaven and earth, and did not speak.
Sneaking in has become a luxury, and he won't shoot inside, and based on some very complex psychological factors, he doesn't want the people inside to know who he is, so what can he do but wait in the rain To be continued: