Longmen Memoirs

In recent years, perhaps because of being too busy with affairs, or perhaps because Chen Mo has lost his role, Ceria rarely takes the initiative to contact him anymore, or she may know that he can never stay in a place for a long time, even if she contacts him It doesn't make any sense either.

Thinking back on it, it was only during the time when I was still at BPRS that I was able to meet Ceria briefly from time to time. Also because of official business and deficit, I never had a good chat in private.

My understanding of Seria is very rigid, and I don’t know how much energy and effort Ms. Seria spent on that original proposal.

As a boss and senior executive, this is probably unqualified, so even if Ceria fired him that day, Chen Mo didn't think he would be too surprised.

Crow and the others found the address mentioned in Chen Mo's letter in Bolivar, so after returning to Colombia from Sargon, they declined Black Steel's offer to stay. Except for Chen Mo, the captain, the entire team joined the then-unremarkable World Tree, at that time, basically did everything, trade, smuggling, hiring, and even helped Colombian arms dealers secretly transport arms to civilian military organizations, and sold intelligence to Bolivarian government agencies. The manpower was so short that they wanted to use one person as several people. .

The influence in the government is slightly weak, and the conflict between civil forces and the puppet government is not [>

These have always been Seria's credit, and indirectly prove that Chen Mo did not choose the wrong person, and Seria seems to have not misjudged him, because whether it is Longmen or Kazdel, he has definitely kept the promise he made and will This brought Seria her wish and allowed her to choose a way to live her life.

Although Helmer and Ifrit did not really leave Rhine life, if the World Tree is there, if Seria is willing, she can make the World Tree a home of their own, and also a home for them who have nowhere to go in Colombia. , but there is still a safe haven for infected people to live in.

The sniper seemed to respect Seria very much, because when he mentioned her, this arrogant and bratty boy would respectfully add the word "ma'am".

Chen Mo didn't doubt whether he had received Seria's kind education during that time when he was ignorant and stinky. Chen Mo couldn't help but think so, because he was also a member of Miss Seria's private education course. In the dilapidated small company, the second-in-command Ceria is the real boss.

Chen Mo will always be a hard worker, and will never be able to save a little bit of property. He owes a lot of debts, and because he likes to make promises to people casually, he will never be able to pay off these debts in his lifetime.

If he counts now, he has to add to himself a short-lived ghost, a heartless man, a philanderer, a stupid man... and the list goes on and on.

What a heinous scumbag.

But this may also be a good thing, because he who owes debts must not be so easily forgotten by his creditors.

Chen Mo wanted to write a letter to Crow. She and Celia should be on Rhode Island at this time. The sniper said that the magician in the team recently took a long vacation. They did not go back to Kazdaele, but they didn’t know where to go. Somewhere, but from the letter sent back by the taciturn magician, they went to many places.

Chen Mo always thought that the magician was a gloomy Sakaz, but now it seems that it was his prejudice.

Chen Mo wanted to tell the crow, tell the Texas bird, which had never told anyone that its name was Celia and would never go back to Syracuse, that he had met her relatives, who were now in Longmen.

I don't know if Wu Wu will be happy. Although he rarely sees her smiling, Chen Mo knows that she will, because no one can live alone without worries. Relatives who are not connected by blood will eventually feel that something is missing.

But she probably wouldn't go to Longmen for this, because in Chen Mo's impression, the two Texans were both of a slightly cold-tempered nature.

It's a pity that I can no longer see them recognizing each other and crying while hugging each other.

Once he thought of this, Chen Mo thought of Texas again, who stayed in Longmen. He wondered if she was doing well, whether she had made friends, whether she was suitable for life in Longmen, and whether she had encountered any troubles or grievances. Dirk Sass probably wouldn't encounter any grievances. Although Chen Mo felt that her indifferent temperament might not allow her to argue with others, she never hesitated when she drew her sword.

Chen Mo didn't dare to think about it any more.

His past seems to be connected into a long line. Although it seems messy, there are always one or two people and one or two things on this line that will be connected in some coincidental but not unexpected way. .

They must have known each other, although the slightly thin sniper and the abrupt folding crossbow in his arms briefly attracted Tallulah's attention.

Chen Mo waved to her.

"Let me introduce you briefly. This is Hedley, who is in charge of Sarkaz's cooperation this time. This is Tallulah, the leader of the infected team."

"Welcome to you, Hedley, and the Sakaz warriors. To be honest, we have been waiting for a long time."

Hedley, who stood dumbly beside the sniper and Chen Mo and couldn't say anything, finally had a chance to speak.

"Thank you for the welcome, Miss Leader."

"Call Tallulah, that's what my people call me. I'm not used to people calling me leader."

The hands held each other briefly.

"I'm sorry, but given our current situation, we may not be able to organize a welcome ceremony for you." Tallulah said with a slight embarrassment.

Hedley paid no attention.

"Don't bother. After handing over the goods to you, it is not convenient for us to stay here for a long time. Since the two parties have successfully met now, if there is no other matter, please confirm the cargo list and then start the handover."

Hedley took out the list of supplies he had prepared for a long time from under his cloak.

Tallulah was stunned, she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

"Don't you need to confirm the cooperation agreement?" She subconsciously asked after taking it.

Hedley glanced at Chen Mo's position from the corner of his eye.

"Yes."

He answered with certainty. In the past period of time in Kazdaele, a certain person was the best answer. Even though it had been so long, everyone in Kazdaele deliberately downplayed the traces of his existence, but for Hedley He said that he knew certain things very well, and it was enough for one person to remember them.

In the eyes of others, Hogg was suppressed, but Chen Mo thought this was a good thing, because Theresia was protecting them.

It's just that Hedley felt sorry for him. Maybe he knew in his heart that he was put in an embarrassing position, so he became more and more depressed, dealing with internal affairs, especially after having learned from the experience of leaving the court, how unpopular people like them were. and vigilance.

But perhaps it is also because Hedley's body is not marked with too many shadows of the Sakaz Butcher and the former court leaver, so it is far safer and easier for him to hold the current position than Hogg and others to maintain Kazdale. The stable mood of all parties in the country.

As for Su Enyang, when talking about these people with Niyan, Su Enyang was the most special one. He had resigned from all his posts and now became a member of the Kazdaele Youth Workers Party. Chen Mo was extremely surprised by this, and he was interested in Niyan again. When Theresa was mentioned accidentally, Chen Mo finally came to his senses.

This progressive young man from Sakaz who once doubted Thearesia the most has now become what he once hated the most.

Fate is really interesting.

Destiny allows the people in the story to continue to develop on their own paths after leaving the original story. The future is always an elusive word. The only difference is whether there is hope. People cannot see hope with their own eyes, but they can clearly feel it. to whether it exists.

Hedley took Tallulah and the soldiers to confirm the goods carried by the convoy.

When the car door opened, the accompanying Sakaz warriors dragged the weapons boxes from the truck and opened them. They found batches of weapons and armor lying quietly and neatly in boxes covered with sawdust.

They have all been decoded, and the mercenaries' equipment is always messy and cannot be kept to standard standards.

Although old signs can still be seen, Sakaz has maintained them very well, and Tallula can even clearly smell the faint smell of oil in the air.

"Are these for us?" A soldier couldn't help but ask.

The voice was very low, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears.

Even the equipment that Kazdaile had eliminated after the war was indescribably good to the infected. They had never seen such a new weapon.

"The first batch of arriving supplies are here, you can confirm it in person."

"That's... rude."

Seemingly reading Tallulah's thoughts, Hedley spoke up. Tallulah did not refuse, and her fingers touched the spine of the long knife.

She retracted her hand and rubbed the oil marks left on her fingertips.

"We have seen Kazdel's sincerity. Please allow me to express my personal gratitude to you and Your Majesty Thearesia on behalf of the infected."

"I will truthfully convey your words to His Highness, but with all due respect, please remember that Kazdel's assistance is not free. For the sake of long-term cooperation and security between the two parties, please strictly keep this secret. , if Ursus knows about it, we will have to temporarily suspend the agreement with you."

Hedley did not say abolition, but Tallulah knew the meaning of his warning. Suspension was just a nice way to say it. This was also a clear provision in the agreement.

"Please rest assured that we will strictly abide by this article in the agreement. I can guarantee that no one will know that this batch of weapons and supplies is related to Kazdaele."

"In this case, please come with me to see the supplies carried by other vehicles."

"sorry to bother you."

From Chen Mo’s words.

Tallulah had been prepared for the fact that the weapons and equipment Kazdel gave them were defective products that had been eliminated. She could accept that kind of result. It was more normal than that, but the current result was far beyond her. anticipation.

She didn't know how Chen Mo talked with Sakaz, but he just got the precious and urgently needed things from Kazdaele out of thin air. From Tallulah's eyes, the quality of these weapons even exceeded those of Uzbekistan. Sars is attached to the regular combat troops of the Fourth Army stationed in the snowy plains.

Although the excluded Fourth Army had not changed its equipment for several years, even the best-equipped shield guards in the team were using items that had been eliminated by the regular Ursus Army more than 20 years ago.

This is not a luxury item that their current small team of infected people can assemble and use. Tallulah didn't even dare to think about it, and this is only the first batch of supplies to arrive. If it continues like this Although Kazdaele has experienced war, in Tallulah's view, equipment of this level is not something they can just give away.

"In fact, you guessed it right. Even among the weapons and equipment left after the war, this batch is of the best quality. To be honest, the war in Sarkaz ended not long ago, and Kazdel itself It’s not rich either, we still need this batch of weapons to arm the re-established army.”

"Because His Highness attaches great importance to cooperation with you, but this cooperation did not go through the parliament and was signed privately. Therefore, it is difficult to pass the review of the audit committee and can only be secretly transferred from other places."

"Can I know where it is?"

"Gray-Bar, you probably haven't heard of this name. This is a new industrial city that has only emerged in Kazdare in recent years. It now belongs to the fiefdom of a marquis who rose up after the war on our side."

"I see. Please take me to express my gratitude to His Excellency the Marquis of Gray."

Hedley looked at Tallulah and finally couldn't tell her whose fiefdom there was. Perhaps even the owner of the fiefdom didn't know that he already had a piece of land of his own in Kazdale.

"Wait, let me slow down... So you are really hanging out with a group of Ursus people now, and they are also a group of infected people with nowhere to go?! God, you must be kidding, when did you Becoming so kind.”

Chapter 80 It turns out that I have become the kind of person I once said I was.

Chen Mo lit a cigarette. He and the sniper sat on the edge of the open roof of the truck, watching the infected in the team familiarize themselves with the unfamiliar weapons and equipment under the guidance of the Sakaz soldiers.

The sniper was still a little unbelievable.

He didn't believe that Chen Mo, a stingy former captain who in his mind was never willing to suffer losses or take risks, was now reduced to hanging out with a group of desolate Ursus-infected people.

The sniper didn't believe that Chen Mo would be so kind. He still remembered that when he was in Sargon, let alone helping a group of infected people for no reason, it would have been better if the insidious and cunning Snake had not taken advantage of them.

Most mercenaries are not good people. Snipers have a very clear understanding of their identity. They are not charity volunteers. In fact, everything they do is for reward.

"It doesn't look like it?" Chen Mo asked back.

The sniper's lips moved, his face looked strange, and he couldn't hold back a single word for a long time. Chen Mo knew that he wanted to say something, but he was worried about being ridiculed by himself.

"By the way, have you brought the things I asked you to bring?" Chen Mo asked again.

The sniper nodded.

He kicked the black armory box at the back of the truck where they were sitting.

"These Sakaz people are very reliable in doing things, and they basically don't spend much effort."

He said, watching Chen Mo squat down and open the buckle. The box was neatly placed with several gray-black drone test items, and Chen Mo closed the arms box.

"Let me ask, what are you going to do?" The sniper looked at him, and he turned his head. In Chen Mo's sight, the sniper asked: "Are you really going to hang out with these infected people all the time?"

"Weird?"

"It's not strange. I always feel that this is not something you would do. If you really wanted to help these infected people, you would have done this long ago in Sargon and Colombia. I would rather believe that I will recover from the disease overnight. I don’t believe you will suddenly find your conscience.”

It's a pity that the sniper is not a crow. Chen Mo thought that if he were a crow, he probably wouldn't ask so many questions.

"So what do you think it is?"

"I don't need to ask you if I want to know."

The sniper rolled his eyes. He held the folded crossbow in his hand and turned his head slightly to watch Chen Mo put out the cigarette in his hand.

If it weren't for Hedley's appearance, Chen Mo felt that he would probably give up on this thing.

"You want to train these infected people. I can see it. You took the weapons from Sakaz and even wrote to me all the way. To be honest, I don't understand the point of you doing this. I know Usa The way Sri Lanka treats the infected, do you want these infected to go against their army?"

"I never thought about it that way." Chen Mo shook his head and said.

"Don't lie to me, you always talk nonsense, if it's not why you do these things."

"I just want to give them a way to survive." Chen Mo looked at the sniper and said: "If possible, I want them to live in another way like us in Sargon."

The sniper fell silent.

"Really?" He looked at Chen Mo's eyes suspiciously.

He felt that a snake would not say such innocent words. It sounded a little funny, and it was not the impression given by a person like him.

"fake."

Sure enough, the sniper felt much more balanced.

Chen Mo said it very directly. The sniper was stunned, opened his mouth, and blurted out the Colombian greeting.

Chen Mo stood up and patted the sniper on the shoulder. The sniper turned his head and watched as he slowly took off the gloves on his hands and stuffed them into the side pocket of his tactical vest.

Only then did the sniper notice a black handgun stuck in the holster behind Chen Mo's waist.

"A gift from someone else."

"Someone will give you something like this." The sniper's face was full of disbelief.

Chen Mo took out the gun.

He held the sniper in his hand, took aim at it, and pulled out the magazine.

"empty?"

"The ammunition has long been used up."

"Take it with you when you're done using it." The sniper said goodbye with disdain, as if he had thought of something: "I said, it's empty anyway if I leave it in your hands, why not give it to me, and I can try it when I return to Colombia. Trying to find some suitable ammunition."