Longmen Memoirs

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April 7

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Different people come to visit every day, sometimes it's the Snow Monster, sometimes it's Karnred and other warriors, sometimes it's Alina and Froststar, but I haven't seen the Shield Guard and the Patriot. The former is because they haven't arrived yet. , the latter are probably accustomed to these things.

Alina always came with several children.

The children's faces looked much rosier than before. Although they were still thin, at least their faces had lost their luster. They also had several braids. The chirping children were always noisy and had no time to spare. Alina was there. It was better back then. As a teacher in the camp, she had enough prestige to suppress these noisy brats.

"How is the situation now?"

Alina was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a little girl in her arms and tying up her loose braids. The restless little girl glared at the boy making faces beside her.

Chen Mo remembered the names of the two children, Liu Baofu and Liuba.

"Are you asking about the camp or Tallulah?" Alina, who heard Chen Mo's words, looked at him and answered.

"You, you and your infected person education team, oh, no, you should be called Team Leader Alina now."

"You'd better stop laughing at me."

Alina shook her head and let go of the girl in her arms.

"Okay, Liuba, take everyone out, don't bother Mr. Chen here, got it."

"Okay, Teacher Alina."

The children ran out the door noisily. Alina looked at them and couldn't help but give them instructions.

"Don't run too far, be safe."

"understood."

After the children disappeared from sight, Alina turned her head and looked at Chen Mo again.

"You shouldn't tell those stories to them, Chen, otherwise they wouldn't come to you so often."

There was some blame in her words, but there was no dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Is Team Leader Alina trying to educate me?"

"Would you listen if I said yes?"

"Probably not."

Chen Mo said it very honestly, and Alina sighed softly.

"You seem to like the children very much, Chen, and they love spending time with you."

"I'm just bored here by myself, and those kids love hearing stories, so we just have a good time together."

He liked the children in the camp, and he liked to hear them talk about the camp in their eyes, and he also liked to hear them talk about who they wanted to be when they grew up.

Tallulah is often the one who is named the most. Most of the children in the camp hope that they can become a hero like him when they grow up. Froststar's name occasionally appears, but only a few. As for the patriots, even the children are right. The tall and serious Wendigo was timid.

No one wants to be him, and he wants no one to be him.

"You told them the story about the Yanguo monk again. Tallulah said before that you told them when you were young. Alas, I don't know what to say about you."

Alina gave him a helpless look.

"Then let's stop talking." Chen Mo said, turning his head to look at the clear sky outside the window.

"The weather today is good."

I wonder if Longmen is also so sunny, and I wonder what Chen is doing now.

"It's very good. Once your injury gets better, you can go out and do some activities. Being stuck in the house all the time is not good for you. It seems that you have never had such a good rest since you met us."

Chen Mo turned around and smiled.

"I have no free time. I work hard. When I have free time, I don't even know what I should do."

"That's what I say, but I think you are much better now than before." Alina said.

"Because I'm injured and lying in bed?"

"Because your face is not as serious as before, even Tallulah didn't notice it. You have never shown such a relaxed expression in the camp."

"..."

Chen Mo calmed down, and Alina didn't speak anymore.

The atmosphere seemed to be silent. In the silence, neither Chen Mo nor Alina liked this scene.

"Tallulah comes here often these days." Chen Mo said: "The soldiers and Shuangxing also come to visit me from time to time. When they come, they will tell me some things about the camp, although sometimes they will repeat the same things. , but I still think it sounds good.”

"Everyone cares about you."

"No, Alina, that's not what I meant." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "I'm just a little worried, Alina. I know that my worries are actually useless."

Alina didn't ask any more questions. She didn't ask Chen Mo what he was worried about.

Chen Mo didn't explain, he didn't need to explain to Alina.

"By the way, do you want to try a raspberry? The snow monsters made a special trip to bring it this morning. They said that the injury will heal faster after eating it." Chen Mo said suddenly, pointing to the basket on the bedside.

Chen Mo didn't believe that it would heal faster if he ate it, but if the snow monsters thought so, he thought it was good.

Alina looked along.

He heard him lower his voice.

"The children were here just now, but I deliberately didn't tell them that they had eaten all the raspberries sent by the snow monster a few days ago, and there was nothing left for me."

Alina couldn't help but laugh. Looking at Chen Mo's stingy look, he had never seen Chen Mo like this. He had never seen such a big boy who would argue with a group of children at such an old age.

"No wonder I've seen snow monsters leave the house early in the morning these days. It turns out they came to you."

Alina lowered her hand covering her mouth.

"Not even Tallulah has ever been treated like you, Chen." She blinked, looked at Chen Mo on the bed and said deliberately: "If I tell her, she will definitely be jealous."

"I don't think she can." Chen Mo said: "If she gets injured one day, the snow monsters will definitely run even harder than they do now. Don't underestimate the relationship between the snow monsters and Tallulah, Ali. Na, they are all pure."

"You are also very pure, Chen."

Alina put her hands in front of her.

Until Alina left, Chen Mo still didn't ask about the incident that she and Tallulah talked about that evening. In fact, that incident was not important in the final analysis. What was important was that the camp was now stable and still possible. How long will this last, and how will they protect this hard-won habitat?

The sniper crossed his legs without any scruples and sat on the chair next to Chen Mo's bed, bringing his stupid apprentice Faust with him who couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

Chen Mo watched with distress as he threw his own raspberries into his mouth one by one. He regretted that he had not told those children just now and had taken advantage of the Colombian in front of him.

"Fifteen pounds a piece. Count yourself. How many did you put into your mouth just now?"

"Ha, this thing is worth fifteen pounds, you are crazy poor! Snake."

The sniper held one in his hand but it didn't come [-

"The Usas family specializes in snow monsters. The price is very reasonable. You can't find it anywhere else."

The sniper said nothing, ignoring his petty stinginess, and deliberately threw the raspberries into his mouth, then picked up the basket and motioned to Faust, who was standing next to him. The honest boy with dark green hair shook his head.

Chen Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, he doesn't dare to ask for money from me." The sniper said boldly. Faust looked at the basket and then at Chen Mo. Chen Mo nodded, and then the child put his hand into the basket.

"Take more, don't leave it for him."

He just popped one into his mouth and put the rest in his bag.

"Every time I come here to see you in such a mess, I find it unbelievable." The sniper put the basket on his raised legs: "If I tell the other people in the team, no one will believe it, but you are Snake, you are the most greedy and fearful of death in the entire team."

His evaluations always had a strong subjective color, as if he couldn't express the degree of surprise in his heart otherwise. Chen Mo didn't remember who rushed in like a string of winds after receiving the letter from Colombia. He walked out of his room, and even the sound of the door closing couldn't catch up with his footsteps.

"How about you mock me like this every time you come here?"

"I just care about you, by the way... No matter how you say that, I still find it a bit hard to accept." The sniper lowered his face and spoke vaguely.

"Eat your raspberries."

"I won't let you stay if you don't tell me. By the way, next time you go out, can you take me with you? Nothing else. I just want to see the current situation of your enemies so that I can know what to deal with. Such an opponent."

Chen Mo looked at the sniper who said this. The two looked at each other, and the sniper looked away slightly.

Chen Mo did not agree or refute.

"How are the soldiers you trained doing?"

"It's not that bad. It probably won't be a problem to deal with ordinary enemies, but they haven't been exposed to real combat yet, and I can't tell how much of their usual abilities they can display on the battlefield."

"so……"

"You haven't answered what I asked you just now. Can you just say a word so that I can prepare."

"Do you still remember how long the training period for Black Steel's training operators is?" Chen Mo suddenly asked

The sniper was stunned and looked at him strangely.

"Two or three years ago, why are you suddenly asking this? You are a training operator of Black Steel. Don't you know better than me?"

"Two or three years is too long."

"Ok?"

"There's something I want to talk to you about now."

"what's up?"

"You can go back to Colombia in the spring of next year. Your career is there after all. Most of the year will be enough for the crossbowmen in the camp to learn how to fight." Chen Mo said calmly.

The sniper stood up so suddenly that the basket on his lap fell to the ground.

"You want to drive me away?!"

"I didn't want to drive you away, but you don't belong here, Joe. Don't forget that you are here to teach them, not to fight with them. You have to sacrifice everything for the infected. You still have yourself in Colombia. I have a family, my own career, and my own partner.”

"What about yourself? What does it matter to you?" The sniper stared into Chen Mo's eyes.

"We are different."

They looked at each other. After a long time, the sniper sighed and sat down again. Faust knelt down and picked up the dropped basket and raspberries and stood aside.

"You should talk to me about this later." The sniper glanced at Chen Mo complainingly.

"If it's later, I'm afraid you won't be willing to leave."

"Nonsense! Who would be reluctant to leave this place? I [-

The more he spoke, the more intense he became. Chen Mo just looked at him, watching as his voice became softer and quieter. In the end, he only sighed and frowned.

The weirdos in the weirdo team are very strange. Logically speaking, these people should not become mercenaries, because they actually still have a conscience that has not yet been extinguished. Maybe it is because they heard that being a mercenary is cool before, so they act like it in a daze. When you become a mercenary, you may think that you are suitable for this profession, so you join Black Steel, or you may think that the security company can protect people, so you stupidly become a mercenary.

The sniper was unhappy that day, and Faust just watched him kicking the stones under his feet as he walked, and then looked over there as he walked past the training ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

His teacher was unusually quiet that day, and had no time to trouble the Sakaz in the camp. The sniper that day taught the crossbowmen team in the camp was unusually strict, because he no longer used that lazy tone. I'm kidding everyone.

He became a little strange that day, but this strangeness was not annoying to Shasa.

It is inevitable that feelings will arise between the sniper and the soldiers in the camp. Chen Mo knows it, and the sniper himself also knows it.

But he is a Colombian who has his own family, career and companions in Colombia. He does not have to risk his life to fight with the Ursus army in order to survive. Although he is an infected person, he can still live a relatively stable life. .

One day he will go back.

His captain didn't ask him to come here just to risk his life for a group of infected people. His captain didn't ask him to come here, and he didn't ask him to put his future on the broken ship of Ursus infected people.

But the sniper still felt a little angry, angry from nowhere.

Chen Mo didn't care about the sniper's anger. He just hoped that the soldiers could learn something from the sniper and learn something that he couldn't teach them. The crossbowmen were the only shortcomings in the camp. It is also an indispensable force, because magic is often favored by a few people, and crossbows are the only means for them that can quickly reduce the strength gap between the two sides and save their lives.

Chen Mo hopes that snipers can teach soldiers how to save their lives and survive, so that they can have a higher chance of surviving on the battlefield, so that they don't have to be targets of the enemy, and let them know what to do when encountering any situation.

He couldn't guarantee that he would be fully prepared to let everyone survive, but if the sniper taught them, at least those soldiers who could survive would not have to die in vain.

What Chen Mo could do for them, and what he could do for Tallulah, was only so much.

He hasn't been able to do much for them yet.

How much more could he do for them?