Longmen Memoirs

There were excitement, calmness, sadness and anger. Those who lost their former friends vented their anger on the prisoners. The surviving prisoners were unarmed and tied up to guard the grounds in the center of the stronghold. Their faces were depressed and frightened. Facing them The fists and feet that were vented did not dare to show any anger.

Samael didn't stop him. The man was busy collecting everything he got, including supplies that were too late to take away in this stronghold.

He made a fortune, better than he expected, and more.

Samael had reason to be happy about this.

After collecting the corpses, they held a simple ceremony, and then the corpses of their companions and the captives were sent to their territory. These things would earn a considerable ransom for the territory.

It is an eternal truth that losers pay the price.

Chen Mo didn't care about this, he only cared about his reward, just like the old Ful Forman looked at him, he was just a shameful mercenary with no bottom line, nothing more.

The infiltration mission with the purpose of investigation turned into a war due to various unexpected reasons. In Chen Mo's original expectation, they should have evacuated when they were sure that it could not be completed, but Samael's performance made him give up. Got this idea, so in the name of the mission, his team intervened in a local small-scale military conflict.

Fortunately, they survived. Not only did they survive, but they also achieved each other's goals.

In Sargon, believing in the friendship of strangers is undoubtedly the stupidest thing, especially as a mercenary and employer. The connection between the two is money and interests.

Not to mention noble.

"Do you think he will give you the promised reward?" Crow asked with half-squinted eyes. The bright sky was dim, and the lingering smoke made the scenery in front of him unreal.

After the chaotic battlefield calmed down, people felt a little desolate, but the burnt smell permeating the tip of the nose and the blood stains everywhere on the ground brought people back to reality.

"It's us...you don't want your share?" Chen Mo corrected.

"If you dare not give it to me, just wait and see."

Crow raised her middle finger, her words were threatening and seemed to touch the wound, and she hissed lightly.

Chen Mo ignored it. He just held a cigarette in his mouth and sighed: "Now I finally understand the principle of leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade."

"What do you mean?"

"We are Black Steel International." His words were self-deprecating.

"That's right." Crow turned his head and murmured: "...a big company."

This was one of the reasons why they did not choose to leave Black Steel after the infection.

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Black Steel has been extremely benevolent, and there are not many companies with the same treatment. They have no idea where they will go or where they can go.

Staying at Black Steel will at least have a destination.

Chen Mo is not worried that Samael will break his promise. If they are just a small and unknown private team, then Samael is very likely to greatly discount the conditions he originally agreed to. But they are Black Steel, one of the best in the industry. Reputable top security company.

Since Black Steel can help them, he can also help their opponents.

It was impossible for Samael to offend Heigang because of a trivial matter. Besides, they were the ones who took advantage no matter what.

However, Chen Mo still guessed wrong. Samael was indeed willing to keep his promise, but the price he had negotiated with Chen Mo had changed. The three armors were old retired models and required specialized engineers to maintain them. But now they know how to maintain them. There are only a handful of people, old Ful Forman is one of them.

Without him, those things may become a pile of scrap metal.

So he was only willing to pay the original normal price, and the other half would go to old Fulfurman.

This damn old man got half of Chen Mo's property without doing anything.

Salmai also generously said that the share that originally belonged to him was a thank you gift that he did not expect to have such a big harvest, because he could imagine how great prospects this operation would bring to him.

Chen Mo just wanted to beat that proud face to pieces, but due to the large number of people on the other side, Chen Mo couldn't do it.

Chen Mo didn't see old Ful Forman anymore. He was taken away by Samael's people. Chen Mo didn't ask what kind of treatment the old man would get. He could imagine that it was no different from before, except that he had a different employer.

Sometimes a person's life does not count. It may be better or worse. The difference lies in whether you can take the initiative and establish an advantage.

Don't blame others for being harsh and making things difficult. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not having the ability.

This world is like that.

To Sargon, they were all visitors.

Chapter 50 Stranger

It was much quieter on the way back than when we came.

It was probably because a night of fighting had consumed everyone's energy, and no one was in the mood to talk anymore. Black Steel's weird team was still unfamiliar with each other's past. They were a group of aliens gathered together because of the Originium Disease.

night time.

Sitting in front of a bonfire in the leeward area, Chen Mo, with the car door open, sat in the passenger seat and wrote a mission report. The lights in the car echoed with the bonfire, reflecting the reflections of the people in front of the bonfire.

As they talked in low voices and talked about their respective experiences on the battlefield, there was something inexplicable in each other's eyes.

There were heated cans on the fire, and the fragrance drifted along with the slightly cold night wind. The stars in the sky were still bright, and the stars were scattered on the Sargon night dome.

The sky above our heads remains the same, but the people are scattered and lost as time goes by.

The crow came over with the heated food and placed it on the hood.

"Is the report finished?"

"It's still early, what are you talking about?"

Chen Mo stopped writing and looked up at her. They changed out of the blood-stained guard uniforms. Fortunately, they took off the black steel uniforms in order to disguise themselves, otherwise the two of them would be the worst dressed in the team now.

"Talk about how money-grubbing your new captain is." Crow joked: "We talk about everything. We talk about whatever comes to mind. We are not familiar with each other yet and are a little curious about each other."

"It's a good thing to deepen the revolutionary friendship." Chen Mo didn't pursue the question. He looked at Crow's right shoulder.

"How is your injury?"

"It's okay. The treatment was quite timely and it won't cause infection."

Crow leaned on the car, with the meat-scented can behind him, lit the cigarette, held it between his fingertips and exhaled softly, his eyes wandering to the three people in front of the bonfire.

"What is it?"

"Take a bath and have a good sleep." She tilted her head, her dark blue hair trembling slightly in the wind.

"Me too."

"But now I have to endure being in the desolate Gobi with you."

"Feel sorry."

"We just finished a small war between local lords over the rights to a vein of minerals, bringing out weapons as old as my great-grandfather, if I ever saw him."

"We may encounter this kind of thing more often in the future."

Chen Mo put down his tactical board and reached for the food. The heat brought a touch of warmth to the sudden drop in temperature. He was indeed a little hungry.

"Yes, I can imagine what life will be like after being with you guys." Crow raised his head and looked at the starry sky in the night: "But to be honest, it feels not bad. I was looking forward to it, but I didn't expect it. After leaving Colombia, you will encounter a completely different experience than you imagined.”

Chen Mo looked up at the bright stars.

"We are all outsiders to this land."

But they cannot maintain such a life forever, because they are mercenaries and because they are infected. None of them can guarantee their future. They will not lose their lives because of a certain mission, nor will they die forever due to a moment of negligence. Leave yourself to this land.

The four of them fell asleep one after another, and Chen Mo stayed to watch the night.

The blanket blocked the cold wind at night, and the bonfire provided warmth and lighting in the dark night. The dry wood crackled in the hot flames, and the sparks were annihilated before they could fly into the sky.

Chen Mo knew that Wu Wu still had something to say to him. She didn't speak, but it didn't mean that Chen Mo didn't know.

Sometimes what people fear most is expectations.

Crow is obviously this kind of person. The magicians in the team have long been accustomed to Sakaz's identity and experiences. The grizzly bear came to Sargon because of the one-eyed wolf. The arrival of the grizzly bear did not fail to comfort the one-eyed wolf. and solid.

But Crow is different. She doesn't have the controversial identity of Sakaz, nor does she join this team for anyone. She has no purpose and just gets by.

……

Samael's promised reward was delivered almost as soon as they arrived at the station, in gems of equivalent value.

Sargon had none of these things.

Rich mineral resources are a gift from God to this land, but things that can be easily obtained will make people feel cheap and not cherish them. The rich resources have also become assets that the Lords of Sargon can squander at will.

No one thought of using these things to strengthen their country.

The lords and chiefs only care about the wanton life under their own rule. In the eyes of outsiders, they are gorgeously dressed and live a decadent life. This is also the main tone of this land.

They were scattered, confused, and fighting.

Everything is slowly decaying over time, and the hereditary feudal political system is riddled with holes. People rely on their lords to survive, and the lords control a large number of weapons, soldiers, equipment and wealth.

The mobile city is a rescue shelter to protect against natural disasters, and it is also a cage to imprison people to enclose land and enclose kings. It makes the monarchy crumbling but still persevering, and makes sporadic resistance a joke.

People hope that a monarch can lead them and point them in the right direction. People rely on the mobile city to comfortably enjoy living and working in peace and contentment under the apocalypse of natural disasters, regardless of things outside the city.

Everyone is rushing to move forward, but it seems that everyone is standing still.

Natural disasters have not changed, only people's hearts have changed.

These things are too far away for Chen Mo.

He kept all the gems and sold them to a Victorian businessman who came to the city. After keeping his share, he was paid and transferred to Colombia through black steel channels.

This seems to be what Chen Mo does most when he comes to Sargon.

That money will travel across the ocean to where it belongs.

He once again returned to his old normal state of poverty, but fortunately he was getting used to this life.

Siman didn't express much about Chen Mo's report. Just as Chen Mo expected, he didn't show surprise, but this time, Chen Mo got some tea leaves from him.

Life was as usual, and the members of the Weird Team gradually adapted to the life in Sargon. They had a "home" in Sargon. A group of mercenaries living in a foreign land were strangers at the beginning, and later tried every means to decorate this home. Light up.

It sounds like a hard thing to imagine, but they do it without anyone mentioning it.

One-eyed Wolf bought some local wool carpets to lay on the floor and decorated the empty living room. Grizzly Bear and him got Colombian-style furniture in the market.

They repaired the broken and leaking roof, painted the outside of the house, and replaced some of the rotten floors. Crow even had the time to make a small garden and plant some daisies.

Chen Mo said she couldn't support her.

There were some graffiti on the wall that the sniper had made childishly.

Everyone seemed to be having a seizure that day.

Even Shock Storm, a magician who is not good at communicating with others, got involved.

The clean walls were spray-painted with the Iron Tower of Colombia, the brown bear of Ursus, the white birch, the chicken-like mountain eagle, the pizza, the suspension bridge, the steam armor that I have seen, and the black cat with only one eye. This is the masterpiece of the crow. .

Chen Mo drew a swing tied under a tree, and was mocked as childish by the one-eyed wolf. He looked at it sideways, and his unkind eyes made the sniper turn his head in anger.

They don’t have very good artistic skills, so if they don’t say the things above, no one will be able to tell what they are.

Except for the shock, the artist painted very seriously. He painted a car with several people surrounding the car in front of a bonfire.

His work made everyone suddenly lose interest. They were covered in colorful dyes and stood behind the artist, as if they had been paused in a movie. They were so dazed that they did not realize what they were doing.

I could only hold the paint in my hand, not knowing whether I should continue.

The magician's unintentional behavior caused them to start talking and taunting each other, as if this could cover up the stunned look they had just shown and the complicated emotions in their hearts.

No one in the team has any prejudice because of his identity as Sakaz. In other words, the situation of the three infected people Chen Mo, Crow, and One-Eyed Wolf is not much better than that of the Sakaz magician. As for Grizzly Bear , he is indeed a different Ussian, and it is worth mentioning that he also has rare good cooking skills.

The potato stew received critical acclaim, and Grizzly was promoted to head of the kitchen.

He smiled and did not refuse the slackers' offer.

The name Little Wolf became a nickname recognized by the entire team. After several arguments and scoldings to no avail, One-Eyed Wolf angrily gradually accepted this title.

Everything seemed different, but nothing seemed to have changed.

What makes people feel ironic is that these murderous mercenaries, infected people, and freaks actually yearn for the warmth of home just like ordinary people, and they also have the luxury of living a life like normal people.

After they put down their weapons, they look no different from ordinary people. They are all a group of young people, but they have not been able to live the lives of young people. They wear this skin and occasionally show some youthfulness. People's spirits are gradually being crushed by the heavy fact of being infected.

They laugh, curse, sit around the same table and enjoy the same food as each other, and they also quarrel, look down upon, and even cynicize.

Crow's sharp words make people dare not provoke her easily. At least Chen Mo is not willing to do so. He has long seen that this woman is extraordinary, but the one-eyed wolf will quarrel with Crow from time to time.

He is often rendered speechless and angry by the crow's insinuations. The grizzly bear usually tries to persuade him, but the one-eyed wolf never learns his lesson.

Zhen Bao and Chen Mo watched from the side without having anything to do. Snipers were never the opponent of Crow, and it was common for them to be pinned to the ground with their hands behind their backs.