There were still people alive in the repair shop full of rubble and smoke. The shrill sound of bullets pierced through the black smoke and hit the hard armor of the wolf-tooth mecha. The sound was dull and loud, but it could only splash. A few small sparks, even deeper traces can't be left.
A battle with a huge difference in power made the sporadic firepower of the resistance organization look extremely pitiful, like an insect waiting to die in despair, squirting a few drops of venom in vain against an elephant that was countless times its own weight, but the elephant Can't feel it at all.
The wolf-tooth mecha suddenly stopped the heavy mechanical legs, the gunfire on the left mechanical arm spurted, and the terrifying firepower immediately blasted the remnant wall into flying debris. As for the resistance organization fighters behind the wall, it was Before he could even let out a scream, he became a dismembered corpse.
The sound of humming engines, the sound of heavy mech mechanical feet landing, the dull and ruthless shooting sound, the sound of explosions, the sound is startling, because these sounds are no longer the gunshots and shouts of the resistance groups. The horrific massacre gradually came to an end.
Dozens of wolf-tooth mechas cleared the resistance in the repair shop in the shortest time, and then quickly separated, occupying various key points in the block, and several electronic mechas began to activate high-power monitoring equipment, trying to find repairs. The complicated and authentic directions below the factory.
At this moment, there was a faint roaring sound of heavy engineering mechas rolling down the road from the back of the block, and there was also the barely audible sound of tire friction. The door of the repair shop, which was already hanging down, collapsed, and the smoke and dust gradually dispersed. At the same time, Huaicao Shi, wearing a military cap with an indifferent face, stepped in and walked towards the south under the escort of countless awe-inspiring soldiers.
The high wall to the south of the repair shop had long since been turned into powder by the terrorist missile attack, and the exposed steel bars hung bleakly on the usually hard head, towards the shallow pond outside the wall.
It was here that the terrifying explosion took place, and at this time it became a terrifying dark pit with smoke and dust.
The water in the small shallow-smelling pond had already been burnt by the high temperature of the explosion, revealing the millennia-old sludge below. The sludge has dried up and cracked, like the windless and barren fields around the desert.
Huai Cao Shi stood on the scorched shore of the broken wall, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at the cracked soil at the bottom of the pond, at the overturned tunnel in front of the pond, at the charred black corpses with strange shapes, and at the broken tunnel below. Several people who still had a breath, frowned slightly.
The tunnel was directly blown up by missiles, and most of the more than 60 resistance fighters who escorted Leader Voss to travel died instantly. The old man and several of his most loyal subordinates were also blown away by the explosion because they were at the forefront. He was covered in blood and fell into the debris of the tunnel, but luckily he did not die on the spot.
However, this may also be the greatest misfortune.
Old Man Voss lay dying on the ground, his face covered with mud and blood, those conspicuous and ugly age spots and the fair skin that gave him the beginning of a pariah life but bravely began to challenge the injustice are no longer clearly visible. .
The trousers were burnt to ashes by the burning flames, the legs that were paralyzed in the early years of the battle with the Empire were burnt horribly, and the black and red skin was filled with smoke.
The amazing willpower kept the old man from falling into a coma. He stared at the young imperial officer walking towards him from above the tunnel, vaguely guessing the identity of the other party, his weak breathing suddenly became rapid, and the old right hand was weak. Grab the dirt on the ground and seem to want to hold something and hit something.
The imperial soldier guarding him noticed his movement, lowered his body and slapped him heavily, and the old man who was slapped loudly slapped his face suddenly.
Huaicao Shi waved her arm and motioned for the people around her to spread out. She walked to the leader of Voss alone and looked at him quietly. After watching for a long time, she said indifferently: "Introduce yourself, I am Huaicao Shi."
Old Voss's bloody lips moved slightly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't speak after all.
"I know who you are." Huaicao Shi continued indifferently: "The empire has allowed you to flee for so many years, it is not because we cannot catch you, but because we need you to fan some people and do things that are not convenient for us to do, but If... I really want to catch you, how can you escape?"
The gleam in old Voss' eyes gradually faded. He knew that at the moment of death, there was no need for the princess to deceive himself, and there was a little confusion in the heart that had been ready to sacrifice.
Since he was young, he has devoted himself to the liberation of the people at the bottom of the empire. I don’t know how many times he escaped from the pursuit of the imperial army and the secret police. He led seven uprisings or riots, large and small, and he led passionate students and peasants. They secretly executed hundreds of greedy and cruel nobles. He was injured and went to prison under a pseudonym. He watched the future of the liberation cause become more and more bleak, but he never regretted it for a moment.
Until the moment of death, when he heard Huai Cao Shi's indifferent words, the leader of Vos finally understood why he had been able to keep fleeing for so many years without dying.
"Where is that federal man?" Huai Cao Shi squatted down, her eyes like a knife, "Where are you going to send him away?"
Old Voss ignored her question. After being silent for a long time, the brilliance that belonged to him returned to his eyes. When he was about to die, he finally wanted to understand something. To a certain extent, it is used by the royal family, but what you do is always valuable.
"Worth, I looked at your file before. As a member of the royal family, I couldn't help but admire it, because you used to have bones."
Looking at the transformation of the old man's expression, Huai Cao Shi knew that it was absolutely impossible for the other party to say what he wanted. He frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "The battle between us is, after all, a battle between the imperial people. But I didn't expect that when you are old, you would do such a disappointing thing."
"Collaborate with the federal people, betray the interests of their own nation, and betray the country for their own political ideals... Don't you feel ashamed?"
The anger of Huaicao Shi was extremely real. The leader of Voss, who was lying on the ground, looked at the high and distant sky with indifferent eyes. He seemed to be thinking about how to answer the anger of Her Royal Highness, and he seemed to be thinking about his decision to cooperate with the Federation. , is it right or wrong.
After a long time, Mr. Voss turned his head with difficulty and looked at Huai Cao Shi, his turbid eyes were filled with determination and mockery, and he said hoarsely and panting: "Treason... country? This is your country, it has never been Not the country of us pariahs... Your Highness, can you find a reason for us pariahs to love this country?"
"But you are all imperial people after all, you were born here, grew up here..."
"Is this the reason why maggots must love cesspools?" The old man was breathing rapidly, his eyes gradually became hollow, his hands were scratching the scorched earth around him, looking at Huaicao Shi and said, "What I want to do in my life is not To prove I'm amazing, but just to get back what we lost, not to continue living in the shithole."
"God belongs to God, His Majesty belongs to His Majesty, what is there for us pariahs? Dear Highness, if you are willing to give us back the power that belongs to us, you will surely find that our determination to resist federal aggression is stronger than yours. It's stronger than imagined."
"The rhetoric of a cowardly traitor always has such a beautiful curve." Huaicao Shi looked at the resistance leader under her feet, made a final sarcastic comment, and then turned away.
The resistance fighters used to call the military officials loyal to the royal family imperial thieves, while they were called traitors. From today onwards, there must be another charge on the wanted list - treason.
Elder Voss led the resistance organization for decades. At the last moment, he made such a shocking decision to cooperate with the federal invaders. Although by virtue of his supreme authority, he was temporarily recognized by most members of the organization. However, the crime of the betrayal, the crime of being the precursor of the aggressor, must follow him and his organization forever and ever in history no matter which angle of view...
Is it really correct to do this? Really... Is it worth it? The old man could not answer this question. The sound of gunshots coming from the bottom of the dry pond ended his life full of fighting spirit, and also left this question to the successors of the resistance organization and the fighters with complicated feelings.
The soldiers who were desperately running in the tunnel naturally couldn't hear the gunshot, but the big explosion from the remote monitoring earlier, and the subsequent fire and the stump of black smoke, made them guess in their hearts. worst outcome.
The old man who led them and even their fathers to fight for decades like a loving father, no, really, should have dedicated his life to the liberation of the people.
The soldiers gave Qi Dabing a stiff look and silently made their own painful inquiries. From time to time, they glanced at Qi Dabing who was on the light curtain from the corner of their eyes. At this time, their expressions had already become numb because of the deepest pain and sadness. Nothing happens.
Therefore, the people running and fleeing did not stop, the dense footsteps continued in the dark tunnel, no one spoke, and no one cried frantically and turned around to try to save something, everyone continued their running, running silently .
There is no end to the dark underground water, and there seems to be no end to running. The terrifying imperial military mechas on the ground don't know where they are stepping heavily. After a long time, someone in the fleeing crowd finally couldn't help crying.
Xu Le, who had been silent and did not speak from the beginning to the end, had a very heavy heart. Thinking of the death of the leader of the resistance organization who didn't have much feelings for him, he couldn't help thinking of what Master Fan had said that night: Everyone Each has its own historical mission.
What is your historical mission? He rubbed the eyebrows that were growing back, making them harder than ever before, took a sip of the water handed over by the soldier next to him, and took a cold pistol in a bit of astonishment.
Qi Dabing lowered his head and said, "If we all die, you have to let yourself go back alive."