I subconsciously grabbed Agares' arm and retreated into the water, but was blocked by dozens of guns aiming at us. I looked around subconsciously. The reef-filled shoal was still quite far from the deep water. I had no doubt that Agares and I would be beaten into a sieve by these Japanese soldiers before we escaped into the water.
Agares hugged me in the water motionless, his body was obviously in the state of excitement just now, which made his expression extremely hideous due to his patience. He stared somberly at the surrounding Japanese soldiers, so that none of them dared to come forward to us for a while. I can see from their nervous eyes that they must feel that Agares is a dangerous creature that is quite difficult to deal with.
If you don't take me away, then it may not be a big problem for Agares to escape from this encirclement. Maybe it is a better choice for us to act separately. But if something happens to me in this time and space, what will happen to my future destiny? Does that mean I will not continue to exist in this space-time orbit
I stared at his side, thinking anxiously, hesitating whether to push him away, but I quickly dismissed the idea, because I couldn't bear the pain of being separated again and the changes that we would encounter when we each acted alone. Would rather risk death to fight alongside him.
As if hearing my heart, Agares suddenly whispered next to my ear: "We... obey them."
As he said that, he glanced back at the direction of the boat where Shinichi caught the young species, and I understood his thoughts at once. Agares wanted to break into the enemy's interior, and there seemed to be no better retreat except this. There may be forces of the Japanese army stationed nearby. Seeing the encirclement of Japanese soldiers shrinking, I knew that if I didn't show any surrender, they might use the bayonets on their guns to make us obey. The sensational brutality of the Japanese army during World War II made me think I feel a chill when I think about it. I immediately raised my hands, stood in front of Agares, and shouted in Japanese: "Don't hurt us, we have no hostility! Please don't shoot, this mermaid will not attack you!"
"Tell him to come to the shore!" A Japanese soldier closest to us shouted, and the tip of his gun was poked forward in a demonstrative way. The sharp bayonet tip came straight to me, and Agares' throat There was a roar in an instant, and I was pulled back violently. The webbed claws could barely hold the blade, the fish tail stood up, and the body instantly stretched to a height of two meters, and the soldier was lifted from the sand at once , flung it to the side of the reef, and rolled into the sea with a bang!
"Agares!"
I let out a cry. As a result, there was a commotion in the surrounding area, the encirclement quickly narrowed, and the sound of guns being loaded and clicked sounded one after another. I hurriedly protected Agares, and retreated to the reef, but Agares leaned down and held him tightly with his fish tail. Wrapped around my body, dragged me behind him, then imitated my appearance and raised his arms, imitating the Japanese I spoke just now, uttering a series of ambiguous but recognizable syllables: "I won't...attack... "
The soldiers stood there stunned in shock, and some of them even exclaimed softly: "Oh my God, this is a mermaid who can speak human language! He is surrendering to us!"
Aha, these idiots...
I looked at their ignorance with disdain, and laughed in my heart, but I suddenly remembered that I also regarded a high-intelligence alien creature like Agares as an ordinary beast, and I couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. But I suddenly realized that maybe letting them think that Agares is a beast with low IQ can just relax their vigilance and underestimate the enemy, so we can take advantage of it, just like Agares dragged me step by step It's like falling into his "trap".
Maybe Agares thought so too, because his series of actions were indeed a bit stupid, which was not like him at all. I glanced at him and found that he continued to act stupidly, and even made a stop gesture above his head pretending to be clumsy. I don't know where he learned it. My heart skipped a beat, I stretched out my hand, and touched his chin tentatively, as if to appease an irritable sea seal, and made some lip smacking sounds that I thought were stupid.
Agares lowered his head and glanced at me sullenly, as if he had been insulted, but he didn't show it. Instead, he lowered his body cooperatively, stuffed his head between my arms, and pointed his ears Rubbing my palms, squinting his eyes, and making an inexplicable grunt rolling in his throat, he has no integrity as a leader. Oh my god, this is so funny! But what does being stupid for a while have to do with having the opportunity to teach these bad guys a lesson? I secretly comforted myself, and looked at the scene in front of me with complicated emotions, feeling as frightening as a ferocious male lion suddenly turned into a kitten. My whole body was almost frozen, but I had to direct and act out this wonderful drama.
"I'm very sorry, that person just now frightened him, that's why he did this! Look, he listens to me! We surrender, and we go with you."
I looked at the hesitant Japanese soldiers and said, and simply patted Agares on the head, messing up his beautiful silver-gray hair, while he lowered his head and buried it on my chest, with only one side exposed Eyes, it is no exaggeration to say that he acted like a very scared little girl, but his heavy and strong body made me roll my eyes. To be honest, if it wasn't for the seriousness of the situation, I would suspect that Agares was deliberately messing with me. Perhaps our actions seemed non-threatening. Under the signal of a person who seemed to be an officer, a group of Japanese soldiers on the periphery retracted their guns, and then hurriedly pulled up a fishing net, We were surrounded, and we were engulfed in it all at once.
The feeling of being bound by a fishing net is very uncomfortable. The moment I was dragged by more than a dozen hands and hung in the air, the sense of uneasiness ebbed and flowed with the departure of gravity. Gareth's waist, I sniffed deeply the smell that fascinates me. He pulled out his arm and held me tightly in his arms. His broad and powerful webbed claws passed through the hole in the fish's tail and covered my back, as if wrapping my whole heart through my body. This can't help but make me feel that the former Agares has come back at this moment, or that they have merged into one. No matter in which time and space, how much does Agares remember of me, and is it clear? It became an instinct of his.
Through the hole in the net, I saw these Japanese soldiers passing through a forest and transporting us somewhere. There were charred corpses everywhere on the trees and on the ground. With the billowing thick smoke, it rises to the fragmented gray sky among the fishing nets. At some point in the sky, there has been a downpour of rain, and the rain drops through the mottled leaves and falls on the cheeks. A lot of sour emotions rose in my heart. I thought of my family members. They may be looking at the sky in another time and space and missing me, but I am thousands of miles away from them, and I will probably never be able to return to them. Be their good son. Hell, I've got nothing now but the love next to me who I've given up everything for and will realize who I am at some point.
I closed my eyes and forced myself to stop the thoughts of screaming in my head, but Agares seemed to have sensed it, pulled the fishing net away, and stared at my eyes sideways. I don't know if it was my illusion, in the shaking vision , I seemed to catch the flickering pity in his eyes. His lips moved, and he whispered the word he said to me several times: "Don't be afraid..."
His webbed claws struggled to move from the holes, put them on my cheeks, and pressed my head against his chest. His heavy heartbeat penetrated through the moist chest cavity and reached my eardrums. At that moment, I suddenly had a strong feeling I long for him to add my name to the end of every sentence like before, as if proving that I am his all the time, but damn it, when did I indulge in this feeling of being branded
Damn, so damn, Desaro.
"What is this?" A middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from the front. The Japanese army transporting us stopped, far away, and another voice responded: "Report to Colonel, we found a mermaid and a Caucasian man while patrolling the west coast."
"Oh?" The man called "Master" wondered. I turned my head and saw a middle-aged man whose clothes were obviously different from those of the soldiers walking towards us. He walked to the front quickly, looked me and Agares up and down, his face suddenly changed, he waved his hand, and shouted: "Quick, this is the black-scaled mermaid that Dr. Sick Ye is looking for! Take this The whites were separated from him and sent to the concentration camps for prisoners of war."
"No! Sir, please don't separate me from him, he is an uncontrollable beast, only I can tame him!" I was startled, grabbed the fishing net and shouted, the man called Da Zuo had a fierce look on his face , raised his foot roughly and was about to kick me, but was blocked by Agares' upturned fish tail impartially, and the sharp fins easily split a hole in the tough fishing net. A deep gash was cut on his leg, which made him almost back away screaming. He was supported by several soldiers so that he didn't fall to the ground. Angrily, he pulled out his saber, as if intending to attack Agares' fish. He chopped off his tail, but inserted it back into the scabbard without thinking about something, his face livid: "Quick! Send it to Dr. Sick Ye quickly, this is a tricky thing!"
As soon as the words fell, the fishing nets that wrapped us shook violently with the Japanese soldiers trotting all the way. If it weren't for Agares' webbed claws protecting my body, I would almost vomit. Just when I was dizzy, the surrounding voices became noisy, and we entered a dark tunnel like an air-raid shelter. I saw a row of Japanese troops and military doctors in white coats passing by, and finally we were in the tunnel. He stopped in front of an iron gate.
I looked at the iron door, the gray metal had a gloomy luster, and a huge serial number was painted on the surface with pale paint: A701. This series of serial numbers instantly hit my nerves like some kind of electric current. It looked familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before. Where have you seen it? I carefully searched for relevant clues in my memory. My memory is extremely good, except for some things forgotten due to mental trauma (those fragments about Agares), as long as I try hard to think, from childhood to Big experiences can be recalled in detail.
Soon, I realized I had seen this number somewhere—it was on a photo in my grandfather's notebook of him standing shoulder to shoulder with a man with this door. And I suddenly remembered that the person standing next to my grandfather turned out to be that perverted scientific madman, Shinichi.
All of a sudden my hairs stood on end. Just when I was trying to sort out what all this implied, the iron door suddenly opened. Dust was flying in all directions under the cold light of the air-raid shelter, several black figures emerged from the cracks behind the iron gate, and Agares and I were placed on the ground, and a dozen Japanese soldiers bound our bodies with several circles of chains. It was firmly bound, and then two guys in protective clothing who looked like experimenters ran out quickly from the iron gate, taking the opportunity to inject something into Agares. I struggled hard to prevent them from touching Agares, but I was chained and unable to move. On the other hand, Agares, he was extremely calm, just observing these messy hands and feet on him coldly. Human beings will look like a shark at the parasitic fish that scramble for attachments from it.
At the same time, I felt that his webbed claws, which could only move, held my wrist. His strength was very strong, and there was no sign of trembling or weakness. His fingers touched my palm more suggestively. After a long pause, he seemed to tell me wordlessly that he was not affected by any drugs and that he would try to protect my safety. I nodded, and he pretended to close his eyes, with his face tilted to one side, appearing quiet and docile, just like when I gave him the first sedative injection on the boat.
It suddenly dawned on me that he is immune to these human drugs, and only when those Nazis used the power grid on Mermaid Island can they truly subdue him! So he pretended to be anesthetized by me at that time, so that I approached him carelessly, only to be caught by him... this old and cunning fish! (No, I really shouldn't be thinking about this at this moment!)
Then, I was dragged out of the fishing net by a few Japanese soldiers. Maybe they thought I didn't need to waste a dose of anesthesia injection, and I was just held against my body by a bayonet. Being dragged up alone like this made me suddenly feel ashamed, because I was completely naked, and there were even traces left on my body after the "intense exercise" with Agares, which attracted some soldiers to despise or Surprised or ambiguous eyes. Maybe I should be glad that I'm not a woman, otherwise I don't know how many times more miserable I will end up than I am now.
"what is your nationality?"
I heard a man's voice on the left asking, followed by a series of footsteps walking towards me. I followed the reputation and saw that the man who was the first to ask questions was Shinichi, followed by several other people who looked like experimenters and his son, Yukimura. Xuecun was obviously surprised when he saw me. I'm sure he recognized me as the silver-tailed mermaid caught by them, but for some reason, he remained silent. And Shinichi and the others didn't seem to recognize me, I think maybe it's because they didn't look at me like Xuecun did, and my bangs covered half of my face.
"What's your nationality? Can't you understand English, Caucasian?" Shinichi approached me and repeated with a serious face. My chin rests on the barrel of the gun, forcing me to look him straight up.
"German."
After thinking about it in my mind, I answered in the affirmative. The Japanese will probably not easily hurt their allies, and they must not let them know that I am a Russian. No, I should be called a Soviet person at this time. If that is the case, they will most likely mistake me for a Soviet spy. Special forces, who knows what appalling interrogation methods will be adopted. Thinking of the punishments for interrogating enemy spies by fascists during World War II in the records, I immediately got goosebumps all over my body. There are some similarities between Russian and German pronunciation, if there are no Germans here...
"Did he come with you to report on the field, Mr. Reporter?"
Shinichi suddenly asked, he turned his head and looked behind him, Xuecun gave way to several experimenters, my gaze immediately fell on a figure behind that I hadn't noticed, covered in hairs—it turned out to be Rhine .
I stood there for a moment, because I didn't expect to encounter my nightmare in another time and space. He was wearing a hat, with obvious cuts on his face and neck, his complexion was sickly pale, and one arm was wrapped in a thick bandage, apparently left by a spider-merman attack, which I never expected Unexpectedly, Rhine's vitality is as tenacious as the poisonous insects in the gutter. His blue eyes under the brim seemed to shoot a ray of light, as if a zombie just resurrected from the grave saw blood: "Yes, Dr. Sick Leaf."
My heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and I simply didn't know which would be worse if it fell into the hands of the Rhine or fell into the hands of the Japanese. At this moment, I suddenly heard Shinichi sneer: "Really, why do I think he looks so much like my old friend from the Soviet Union, Dr. Levjet? Arrest this 'Mr. Reporter' and throw him away." To the concentration camp!"
"yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rhine's face changed, and at the same time several Japanese soldiers immediately stepped forward to hold him tightly, and he shouted: "Wait, there must be some misunderstanding!"
I watched all this in shock, but not because of this sudden turning point, but because of the name that really came out of my mouth—Levjet, that was my grandfather's name.
"Who are you from Levjet? Brother, brother?" Shinichi raised my chin with the file bag in his hand, and the glass of the glasses was shining, "You look so much like him, especially these eyes , as bright as a black pearl, I will never admit it wrong."
"Father..." Xuecun pressed his shoulder, hesitant to speak, but he looked at me, and closed his mouth again with a puzzled expression. He seemed skeptical of me, and perhaps the only one of all the people here who hesitated about what he was doing, and who still had humanity and kindness in his heart. So I cast a look at him for help, he was slightly taken aback, and quickly lowered his eyelids to avoid my sight.
"Put clothes on him, Xuecun, you send him to the prisoner-of-war concentration camp first, and bring him to me at night."
"Yes, doctor." Xuecun replied, he came to my side, took a white coat and put it on for me, and led the soldiers escorting me out, he and I looked back at the laboratory almost at the same time , I was looking at Agares, and I knew that Xuecun must be thinking about Asura, we looked at each other tacitly, and he pursed his lips a little shyly, looking restless.
At this moment, I am suddenly convinced that Xuecun will become the biggest breakthrough in this chess game that is about to develop into a dead game.