When night fell again, Fan and Mandala embarked on their escape journey again.
The night wind in Siberia was dry and cold.
In the knee-deep snow, two figures moved forward one after another.
"Hey, didn't you say you want to go to A-13?
There seems to be some problems in this direction."
Mandala asked slowly.
Since the last time she suffered a humiliation at the hands of Fan, she simply stopped calling Fan by his name, and instead used A simple feed is used instead.
"Let's go to A-08 first.
If you don't want to go, you can leave early."
"Hmph."
Mandala snorted and stopped talking.
The two continued to move forward for a while until Fan pulled Mandala over his body.
"Be careful someone is coming."
Several car lights passed through the dense gaps in the trees, and the mottled light hit the tree trunk where Fan was hiding.
A patrol convoy passed by in a hurry, but one car light stayed in place.
Two soldiers stepped out of the motorcycle. walked down.
"I've had enough of this damn mission for one day.
We've been running around aimlessly for the whole day.
Let alone the target, we haven't seen a single ghost.
What's more important is that there's not even a normal rest time.
No one will be given.
If we keep going like this, we will fall down from exhaustion."
After that, the soldier unbuttoned his pants.
"Xu, please keep your voice down so that others may hear you and be careful to report you.
What's the use of complaining if you don't finish the task honestly."
"Hey, they didn't even give us a photo.
They just said that once a suspicious target is discovered, they will report it immediately.
I guess our target is probably a defected reformer."
"I have never heard of a modified person being worthy of such a large-scale search.
Besides, who can live a good life these days?
A modified person who chooses to defect and run away from the organization cannot even get the minimum genetic enhancement fluid.
Cyborgs without strengthening fluid age faster than us.
I still know this.
So, I guess the ones who escaped must be former imprisoned criminals."
"You're right.
Don't worry about whether he is or not.
We should be careful.
No matter who he is, we will die after just one encounter."
The soldier lifted his pants and finally finished letting go.
"Hey, that's true.
Come on, follow the team."
Another soldier also picked up his pants and turned around to leave.
"Yeah."
It didn't matter that he turned around, but found that his comrades behind him suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, a pair of hands patted his shoulder, and he turned his head subconsciously, "You're going to scare me to death."
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Before he could finish his words, he was hit hard on the back of the head, and then he fell down softly.
Fan withdrew his hand and walked to the motorcycle in a few steps.
"Get in the car."
He greeted.
Mandala, who also completed the task on the other side, jumped and sat behind Fan.
Buzz, buzz Fan twisted the accelerator, raised his hand to turn off the lights, and the motorcycle rushed out like a galloping bull.
It is extremely difficult for a motorcycle to move forward on rugged trails, especially at night when visibility is severely limited.
But even so, Fan would not choose to turn on the lights, because it would be too easy to expose the target.
The speed of the car was not very fast, but it was nearly 100 miles under the control of Fan, so the strong night wind cut on the face, which was sharper than a knife.
Mandala put his side face close to Fan's back, and his hands were like iron clamps around Fan's waist.
The strong night wind was blocked by Fan's broad shoulders. .
"Hey, why don't you kill that soldier."
After a long silence, Mandala spoke first.
Fan squinted his eyes hard.
The strong wind was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes.
He chose to turn a deaf ear to Mandala's words.
"Do you want to know why I want to save you?"
Seeing that Fan didn't speak, Mandala suddenly asked.
Although Fan's voice was not loud, Mandala still heard his slight "Yeah."
"Then tell me first why you didn't kill him."
Fan frowned, "I need a reason, I just don't want to waste time."
"It would be quicker for you to waste time and kill him."
Van was silent again.
Mandala smiled, "Okay, I can tell you why I want to save you."
Fan tested his ears briefly.
"Yang Feng is closely preparing his first batch of experimental subjects.
I am honored to be selected by him.
If you are caught by Yang Feng, this plan will start immediately."
"Don't you want to be a mutant?"
Van asked.
"I don't want to, of course I don't want to, I don't want to become a monster that I can't even tell what species I belong to."
"But it gives you great power."
"Not everyone is chasing power."
Mandala shook his head gently.
"So, that's why you helped me."
"Of course not all."
Mandala sighed, "Do you know why I was frozen before?"
"Yang Feng."
"No, it's not just because of Yang Feng."
Mandala shook his head again, his expression full of contradictions and hesitation.
"It's because I personally killed my teammates, all my teammates."
She said shockingly Fan's breath paused for a moment, "Why."
"The reason is actually very simple.
They killed a little girl in front of her parents.
The child was only a teenager at the time.
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So I killed them, also in front of them."
"You're shocked, aren't you?"
Mandala smiled and hugged Fan tightly.
"You must know that not all transformed people can control their emotions like you."
"After that, I was locked up until Yang Feng appeared in front of me."
"I was completely impressed by the world he described.
It was a new world of perfect harmony and no bullying."
Mandala's eyes were a little confused.
"So I willingly became his victim, but in the end I didn't die.
Instead it was frozen.”
"Then why did you choose to betray?"
Fan asked in a low voice.
"Betrayal, no, I didn't betray him, it was he who lied to me first.
From the time I woke up to this day, everything I have witnessed is completely different from the world he promised me.
In some ways, he is even more disturbing than the Angel of Death.
Disgusted."
Mandala's tone began to turn cold.
"Ban, what do you think is the definition of the existence of a strong person."
Mandala asked seriously.
This time she no longer used the word "hi" to address Fan.
"Or what kind of attitude do you think that transformed people should face ordinary people?"
Yes," she continued.
Fan thought for a while and shook his head gently, "In my eyes, there is not much difference between the two."
Mandala suddenly smiled, a smile from the bottom of his heart, "So you admit that we are actually equal."
"No," Fan replied decisively, but then he hesitated, "I don't know, and I never thought about it."
Mandala gently moved his cheek away from Fan's back, "Do you remember that secret base in A-25?"
Fan suddenly paused, seeming to think of something, and nodded.
"Do you think you can turn a blind eye to everything that happened there?
Don't try to avoid my question.
I know you must have seen something there."
Fan sighed and twisted the accelerator tightly, and the locomotive's forward speed increased again.
"That's why I didn't kill the soldier."
Mandala leaned close to Fan's back again and smiled happily, "Now I'm a little curious about how many things you saw in the base."
"You must have planned to send me to that base early in the morning."
Fan turned his face sideways, and there was some indescribable complexity in the hard and firm profile lines.
"Guess."
Mandala smiled but did not answer, and his body was almost completely close to Fan.
There was another long silence after that, both of them chewing on the conversation just now.
Soon after, the moving locomotive finally stopped.
Mandala let go of his hand and raised his head to look at Fan with some confusion.
"We're here, get out of the car."
Fan got off the motorcycle and walked into the valley in front of him first.
Mandala also got out of the car immediately.
She looked around this small valley that was somewhat isolated from the world, and followed Fan's footsteps in a few steps.
After Fan and Mandala left, the locomotive lay alone in the snow.
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However, what they did not notice was that through the outer steel shell of the locomotive, an extremely tiny locator was flashing continuously.
With red light
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