Longmen Memoirs

"You were wrong about one thing, Snake." Crow looked at Chen Mo and said.

"Appreciate further details."

"Before you came, I had two guesses about you. One, you are an infected person, and two, you are not." She said, "I will indeed admit my identity as an infected person, provided that I can guess this identity." The person must also be an infected person."

"What if I didn't guess it?"

"Captain is so stupid. Regardless of whether you are infected or not, I dare not board your ship." Crow sarcastically said. "The appointment of Black Steel is one thing. How to do it is my own business."

"In any case, my goal was achieved."

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Chapter 40 Sargon’s Weird Squad: A Miscellaneous Miscellany

The yellow sand and desert in the area controlled by the Vaifan Alliance are the most common sights in this land except for the mobile cities. Huge man-made creations walk tirelessly on the land. The only thing that remains unchanged is the vast sky above the head, where the stars are falling behind. more and more dazzling in the era.

Things progressed more smoothly than Chen Mo expected, especially when the identities of the infected persons were revealed, which established an unstable initial foundation.

Crow seems to be a person who is easy to talk to. Of course, Chen Mo will not forget the silver short knife she hid behind the door when she was at the door, and her fingers that were always close to the weapon in a nonchalant manner after entering the door.

When Chen Mo asked about the remaining three team members, she briefly introduced the information she knew to Chen Mo. Compared with the information in Chen Mo's hand, what she knew was more detailed. This was probably also the case with Siman. One of the reasons why Chen Mo was suggested to come to her first.

There are three people left in the team.

Long-range support, professional sniper, codenamed One-Eyed Wolf. According to Crow, he lives up to his name, and the other party's situation is similar to hers. He was also dispatched to Sargon's station after being infected with Originium Disease, and his situation is worse than Crow's. It's a little more complicated, and his abilities are not yet clear, but he has undergone biotechnology transformation medical surgery before, which seems to be related to his Origin Stone skills. It is probably the reason for the surgery. I am not very good at dealing with people, and it is said that I am not very popular. good.

Heavy Shield Guard, codenamed Grizzly Bear, a member of the Fengho tribe, an orthodox Ursusian immigrant, with a rare gentle personality. His family seems to have been involved in the military uprising in Ursus in the early years. His bloodline is strong and his physical fitness is far above normal. People, but in Colombia, an Ursus immigrant is not very popular. The reason why he was sent to Sargon can be imagined.

Warlock, codenamed Shock, a Sarkaz, with a withdrawn personality and... strange behavior.

When mentioning Shock, Crow didn't mention much, nor did she explain the weirdness of Shock. She didn't know much about this magician, but just three words of Sakaz were enough to explain everything. It cannot be said that the Sakaz people have no operators, but there are only a handful of them. Not only Black Steel, but also many security companies are reluctant to teach the Sakaz people too in-depth.

Because of traditional ideas.

The situation and treatment of Shockstorm in Black Steel can be seen from this. The reason why he was sent to Sargon and came to this infected team does not need much explanation.

Sometimes birth can determine many things. A stable environment and a prosperous country are distant but beautiful luxury hopes in the eyes of some people.

"You know a lot."

Chen Mo put down the stack of documents with a photo of a hooded operator in his hand, looked at the woman leaning on the window, and spoke with admiration.

As an intelligence officer, Crow's ability is very good, and the tip was not wasted.

"Just passing the time." Crow smiled nonchalantly, leaning against the window sill and crossing her hands. Under the soft light, behind her was a small border town that fell into darkness.

Her eyes fell on the information on Chen Mo's desk: "Who are you going to start with?"

Chen Mo lowered his gaze and looked at the three documents placed in front of him one after another.

His eyes stayed on the magician.

"Let's start with him. I hope we can get it done tonight."

"I hope." Crow was not optimistic.

Chen Mo chose Sakaz and turned his head to look at Crow.

"Any suggestions?"

"No."

Crow shook his head, Chen Mo was closing the three documents and stood up.

"But I'm a little curious. I originally thought you would start with the Ursus people."

"There is no difference. I have no prejudice against Sakaz. There is no difference in my eyes whether they are Usas or Sakaz."

"Oh?" Crow asked in confusion, raising his chin slightly. "Because of the identity of the infected person."

"No, because when a person is killed, he dies."

The meaning of Chen Mo's words was unclear. The crow didn't react for a while. Chen Mo had already walked to the door and looked back at the crow behind him.

"Is there anything to prepare?"

The crow came to his senses.

"Need not."

She casually took out a coat from the closet and put it on. When she came over, she picked up the scabbard on the table and inserted it behind her waist. The coat covered the black blade, leaving only a small [-

The small town has entered the night, and there is nothing prosperous to speak of. Except for a few mercenary pubs that stay open all night to satisfy the mood of these foreigners, most locals are really not as wealthy as they imagined.

The street lights were dim and flickered in disrepair, and the gray buildings were covered with a layer of looming black shadow.

The two of them walked side by side in the night, the small town was not big.

There was a lot of small talk.

"Don't see your weapon?"

"Did not bring."

"It's not safe here without weapons."

"It doesn't matter, I have a loud voice."

There was a hint of joking in his words, which reminded Crow of his own contemptuous words when they first met.

She glanced sideways at Chen Mo's darkened face.

"I'm not big-minded..." He said calmly, and then added: "But he's also confident."

Military boots stepped on the sand and cracked concrete pavement, and the slow footsteps were extremely clear in the night.

"What are you used to?"

"Knife...let's do it." There was a slight hesitation. When I thought of the knife, I couldn't help but think of the IOU in my wallet and the friends I didn't have time to say goodbye to. However, my steps would not stop and I walked into the gloomy night.

"It seems more than that. So your sword skills are good?"

"It's okay, I haven't learned much systematically."

"I heard that you worked as a close combat instructor at the training center for a period of time."

Chen Mo paused for a moment and did not deny it.

"There is such a thing."

He didn't mind getting to know each other briefly with his new partner, but this sudden targeted question made him a little concerned.

Crow seemed to notice Chen Mo's hesitation, and slowly explained: "Don't be nervous, I immediately thought of this name when I heard this code name. After all, there was a lot of turmoil in the operations department, and your matter is nothing. It’s such a big secret.”

"It stands to reason that with your connections in Black Steel, even if you are infected with the Origin Stone, you shouldn't be as miserable as me, right?" Her tone was a little teasing: "How could you still be sent to Sargon?"

"Being tied down at the headquarters is not what it feels like after all." Chen Mo replied: "It's better to stay far away for peace and quiet."

"It's a lie, forget it, let's just treat it like that." Crow said in an indifferent tone, and the wolf girl put her hands in the bags of her coat.

"Don't always talk about me, talk about you." Chen Mo said: "Since I know that I was infected with Originium Disease, why didn't I stay in Colombia to find a way to treat him? I remember that Black Steel would provide a fee and even go to Sargon."

"The reason..." She moved the corner of her mouth, lengthened her voice and pondered, and then said lightly: "The cost of treatment is too high and the cycle is long. I took the money, but I haven't heard of any medical institution that can completely cure it." After curing the Originium Disease, I felt that instead of lying on the hospital bed and lingering for breath when the day comes, I would rather choose a way to die that I like while I can still move. Besides...I am used to it, and if I really lie down, I will feel uncomfortable."

She was used to the days of fighting around as a mercenary, and she was also used to her figure being alive and kicking. No wolf would be willing to let her die in bed unable to move, even if she was already in her old age.

Her words were very light but very clear, with a sense of helplessness in the somewhat heavy topic, as well as a sense of freedom and spontaneity.

Most people who become infected will go to two extremes, and one of these two extremes will make people feel worse and worse about the infected. No one can stop a dying person from facing the fear of waiting for death. Erupting his long-suppressed emotions.

They had no fear or worry because they were destined to die.

But Crow is another kind of person, another kind of person who accepts this fate and chooses to live in peace. Her attitude towards life is no different from the past, but choosing a remote and backward place like Sargon can help her avoid countless risks. Less worldly troubles.

It was understandable that she would bluntly express her distrust of Chen Mo's arrival, because he was an infected person after all, and he also knew very well the way Heigang dealt with infected people. How would a non-infected captain face him? Team member, she is not willing to take the risk to talk about trusting a normal person who is a stranger.

Even if it were Chen Mo, no one would.

Perhaps even she didn't notice that after becoming an infected person, the gap between infected people and ordinary people had unknowingly opened up in her heart. After all, the human heart is the biggest devil in the world.

"That's great. If I get to that day, I also want to choose a way to die that I like, but I would rather die in my hometown."

"Where is my hometown?"

"Dragon Gate."

They talked about their hometowns again.

Crow comes from Syracuse, she replied, a place rich in killers and gangsters.Chen Mo said that his hometown is not that chaotic and is very prosperous. The prosperity and stability also allow responsible infected people to settle down.

He said he felt he was doing his part.

Crow expressed some modest yearning for Longmen.

"Then why don't you go back?"

"If there is a chance." Chen Mo said. "When I save enough money, I will go back and learn a craft and open a small shop and wait until I die."

The topic turned to Origin Stone skills again, but neither of them mentioned much.

They chatted intermittently like this until they turned into an iron door hidden in an alley.

"This is it," said the crow.

There was some water in the alley, and garbage discarded by residents was piled up beside it. There was a faint stench of decay. A few skinny wild cats shuttled on the roof of the short wooden building. They squatted on the eaves and stared at the two people below, their pale eyes in the dim moonlight. There was a strange light shining inside.

The lights at the entrance of the alley could not illuminate the depths, and the shadows on the walls blocked most of the moonlight.

They stopped in front of the iron door. The crow made no movement and seemed not to be ready to knock on the door.

Chen Mo raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Not long after, the door was opened, revealing a black-haired Sakaz with jet-black horns on his head and a slender long tail behind the door. He was wearing a slightly bloated and worn black robe, with a black steel uniform hidden underneath, but... there was something... Old.

Scarlet pupils stared indifferently at the two people standing outside the door.

He was as withdrawn as described in the information introduced by Crow, taciturn, and cherished words like gold. Chen Mo made his intention clear and walked into the room without being rejected.

The light from the oil lamp was pitifully weak, and the room was small and messy. It was better to say it was crowded because it was too small. It had a simple wooden bed, a gray and black staff at the head of the bed, and only one chair in the room.

Depressed and suffocating.

Compared with the infected person's residence, Crow, he is more like an infected person.

"Please...please sit down." He pushed the only wooden chair in front of Chen Mo, looked at Chen Mo, his voice was dry and dry, as if he had to squeeze out a lot of strength to say these two words, and it seemed that He didn't speak much for a long time, so he seemed unfamiliar.

Crow leaned against the wall and Chen Mo sat on the chair.

He briefly introduced his identity and the crow behind him, and directly expressed his thoughts.

"I have no opinion."

It was smoother than expected, without any haggling or doubts. He simply nodded, which surprised Chen Mo, so much so that the crow leaning against the wall showed a slightly surprised expression.

He and Crow looked at each other.

Chen Mo told the identity of himself and the crow-infected person. There was no need to hide it and avoid any disagreements later.

Crow didn't stop.

"She and I, we are both infected."

"Yeah." Sakaz hummed lightly, without any follow-up words.

The atmosphere seemed a little tense for a while.

"If you have any requests or opinions, you can mention them now. Although I may not be able to help you realize them, you can try." Chen Mo broke the deadlock.

"No...no." He said slowly, as if he remembered something and then added: "Because of...the rituals of...spells, some of my...behaviors will be...weird."

"It doesn't matter. I know a little bit about your Sakaz magic rituals."

"That's good." He breathed softly: "What do I need to do?"

"As the team's magician, I saw in the information that your spells are related to blasting. You know the specific spell casting process better than I do, so I need you to provide spell responses and possible tactical attacks."

He turned to look at the staff on the bedside and nodded.

"Then it's settled." Chen Mo stretched out his hand. Zhenbao hesitated and took Chen Mo's palm: "Welcome to join, Zhenbao. We still have two team members. Do you mind going together."

His expression remained calm from beginning to end. It cannot be said to be calm, but a accustomed indifference.

Chen Mo and Crow walked out of the hut together.

Crow turned his head and glanced at Chen Mo, who was following behind him, and then looked across at the gray cabin.