Longmen Memoirs

The heavy dark clouds slowly dispersed after the rain. The moonlight tonight seemed a little dim, and thin clouds covered the sky.

W held the car door and looked into the distance. At the end of the horizon, the huge land cruiser could not be seen.

She turned around.

Indra yawned and leaned on the back seat, completely devoid of any tension.

The car stops.

W jumped out of the car and pulled the strap of the gun she was carrying. In front of her, Ines was waiting.

"I haven't seen you in this outfit for a long time."

W raised his eyebrows and looked at the combat uniform that Ines was wearing. The black combat uniform had her short stabbing sword tied around her waist, which inevitably reminded W of the days when she was a mercenary. After some calculation, it was already [-] years away from now. It’s been almost three years.

"Are you done with your work?" Ines asked.

"Absolutely." W nodded. "Rhode Island has left the signal radiation range of Gantry?"

"The reconnaissance team sent a message two hours ago. They have confirmed the existence of the Ursus."

"That is to say?"

"That is to say...the group of traitors may also be there." Ines said: "Hered and the mercenaries have arrived. He is now in front, and the Victorians will act with us."

"It took me so long, but I finally waited for this day." There was a hint of excitement in Sakaz's scarlet eyes, and she stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips gently.

"It took a lot of effort to secretly transport weapons and large-scale combatants by bypassing the Letanian detection and hounds. For this purpose, we formulated an action plan several months ago and mobilized personnel from various units. But it's all worth it. The clues and routes provided by Longmen are very hidden, and the Letanians probably haven't discovered our purpose yet." Ines replied calmly: "But on the surface, we are relying on diplomacy and tracing. The reasons for international cases have entered the dragon gate, so no matter what happens in the future, it is impossible to investigate us."

"I'm curious about one thing. Why did Longmen agree to your request a few months ago?"

"That Chief Wei... what should I say?" Ines thought for a while: "His attitude makes me personally suspect that he may be dissatisfied with the country of Letania to a certain extent, but he himself does not care about my speculation. , but the most important thing is that Longmen is the intervention point envisaged by the Ursus people, and our arrival can just help him solve this trouble."

"I remember that behind Longmen is the Yan Kingdom... They can definitely ask the Yan Kingdom for help."

"They can, but in that case, Longmen will lose its current neutral status and completely become a vassal of the Yan Kingdom."

"Is it different now?" W shrugged.

"I thought you already knew." Ines looked at W, who grinned.

"I understand, I understand, just like the relationship between the lords and the parliament in the country."

"To a certain extent, the Parliament has no way to directly interfere with the areas of the cities ruled by the lords of various places. However, the lords of various places must be responsible to the Parliament and abide by the decrees formulated by the Parliament."

"So, Longmen is actually a territory."

"Each mobile city-state can be regarded as a private territory." Ines said: "This has nothing to do with us, W, you should understand that neither the city nor the nobles have anything to do with us. The order given by the Speaker is to coordinate here. The Victorians cleanse Ursus of the remnants of Sakaz and ask us to protect the safety of Rhode Island, but other than that, we have nothing to do with Rhode Island."

Ines said, tugging at her cuffs. There were no marks on her combat uniform that could reveal his identity.

This is a conflict and small-scale war between Victoria Kazdaele and the Ursus war faction. The Ursus people will not expect their appearance, and at Longmen, the Ursus people disguised as an integration movement are waiting. The signal that the gantry will stop moving and a large-scale explosion will occur will not come.

It is almost impossible for an army lacking siege warships and large siege weapons to capture a mobile city unless they have sent people to infiltrate the city in advance.

And it happened that they had planned this. W himself even handed over the Longmen Guards Bureau's defense plan to them, but what was waiting for them would be a trap. In fact, it didn't matter whether they thought about the defense plan or not, it was just buried casually. It's just a chess piece.

In order not to reveal their identity, the Usas people will not carry heavy weapons and sophisticated equipment, but for the defense forces of Longmen, it is not impossible to capture the city by combining the inside and the outside.

W raised his hand and stretched, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the gantry.

"A conflict between mercenaries and the infected group? Maybe in the future, various places will record this local war in the name of self-deception." W muttered without meaning.

"Neither we nor the Ussans will admit that they have sent troops to cause this conflict." Ines crossed her hands: "This kind of deception method cannot be hidden from others, and we have not tried to hide it. If Letania feels that it is ready, we naturally have no objection. I think the people in the domestic parliament may be eager for them to jump out. You know, the civil war a few years ago gave these greedy guys a try. It’s enough sweetness, Kazdaele has been poor for too long, and Victoria will not give up this great opportunity to take the initiative in trade.”

"I don't think the Leitanians would be so stupid." W shook his head: "The new emperor of Ursus is a very far-sighted man. If he is smart enough, he will send a message to inform his cousins. There is no need for them to get angry for the sake of the enemy. "

"But he will still take action." Ines seemed to have thought of the definition of this conflict between Emperor Ursus and the Parliament. "They will put this matter on the head of the integration movement. There is no better scapegoat. Public opinion and contradictions in Ursus will push the integration movement to the forefront."

"I think the leader of the integration movement named Tallulah has done a good enough job." Ines raised her head slightly, and she thought of the white-haired Drak she saw at Longmen, maybe it was Vaifan. Just like herself, not Sakaz.But these are not important. What is important is that the leaders of the integration movement who dared to choose to come to Longmen at this time indeed have extraordinary magnanimity and courage.

"It's a pity that the land of Ursus is too dangerous for them."

"When did you become so sentimental?" W looked at Ines in surprise: "Well...it's because there have been too many good days."

She made a malicious guess.

"That's true." Ines breathed out softly, shook her head, and said with some realization: "Our situation at the beginning was not much better than theirs."

"The bugs and bastards in the parliament haven't been cleaned up yet. Ines, you can't fall down here." W reminded. “Instead of caring about others, think more about yourself.”

"That's the speaker's business." Ines said, "In my opinion, if the speaker had been ruthless, he wouldn't have left such a lot of trouble."

Ines said, she paused for a moment and looked at the look W gave her.

"Okay, I know the speaker's plan. The infected really have no way to rule this country. Their current status is enough for them. Those nobles and lords naturally have the basis for their existence. Each class is indispensable. , at least that’s the case now, if they don’t exist, new people will take their place.”

"But this is terrible," W said. "Just thinking about the fact that the Speaker works hard every day while they sit on the comfortable sofa and enjoy the results makes me want to kill all these bastards."

Ines suddenly laughed.

"It's better to keep your complaints to yourself. The Speaker can't hear your complaints."

"what?"

"Yes, it's terrible." Ines nodded immediately.He sighed softly and glanced at Indra who was leaning on the back chair in the car window.

Victoria and Kazdaele are different. Indra can sit in it and sleep peacefully, but they can't.

"But there's no other way. Kazdale still has a long way to go. Whether it's Rhodes Island or us, it's not just for this purpose that we appear here."

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April 6

1:20 minutes

时隔4年零3个月28天1小时15分，陈默不清楚维娜是如何能将时间计算的如此精确的，也许是因为他下意识排除了那个他脑海内涌起的答案。

Inside the medical station in Rhode Island.

The slight sound of medical machines was mixed with a faint smell of disinfectant. This smell could not help but remind Chen Mo of hospitals. He didn't like hospitals. Most people like them didn't like this kind of building, although it could Save your own life, but often combatants subconsciously resist the smell of hospitals.

Solemn and full of death and pain.

Tallulah stood silently in front of the hospital bed and looked at Chen Mo who was lying quietly on the boat with his eyes closed. There were only two of them in the room. Under the gentle and bright light, Chen Mo's arms were exposed on the white bedding. He wore a ring on the ring finger of his right hand. A silver ring, Tallulah's eyes fell on the ring, and then slowly moved away.

The tattered military uniform has long been replaced, and she is wearing the Rhode Island operator uniform. Under the black and blue uniform, the black lighthouse mark on the armband is conspicuous and eye-catching.

The ripples on the electrocardiograph continued to rise and fall, and Chen Mo's breathing was steady.

But the scene before her eyes inexplicably awakened a certain memory in Tallulah's mind.

In that simple wooden house on the snowy fields of Ursus, when winter comes, the flames of the stove cannot bring enough warmth to people. When the firelight reflects on their faces, the two people sitting on the wooden chairs reflect each other's shadows. We will hug each other in the flickering fire.

Those dark and cold eyes gradually softened.

Tallulah sat by the bed, just like in the past. She stretched out her hand and took Chen Mo's right hand, feeling a cold touch on her fingertips.

Tallulah slowly clenched her palms.

She leaned down, and the silver Drake's head rested gently on Chen Mo's chest. She could hear the steady and powerful heartbeat through the quilt, and the sound seemed to prove the fact that the person in front of her was still alive.

She didn't let go.

Tallulah, or Drac named Tallulah, at this moment she seemed to have returned to the days when she was wandering around in the snowy fields looking for shelter. She was confused, hesitant, and uneasy, but she had to pretend to be calm.

She had almost forgotten her original ideal.

Just like the day she died before her, part of Drak named Tallulah Atrias also died under the snowfield.

Xiaota, who had made a promise to each other in the orphanage, left together with the liar. The person left behind was the leader of the integration movement, a fighter with his own ideals and fighting spirit.

She actually understood, but she still couldn't help but want to hate, using this method to tell herself the meaning of being alive, otherwise the resentment and despair welling up in her heart would sooner or later drown her.

Perhaps, after seeing someone replace her and do better than herself, she no longer had any regrets in her heart, but only the hatred that had nowhere to vent and the hatred for Longmen filled her heart. It's like being bewitched by a black snake. If it weren't for the seeds buried subconsciously in your heart, how could it have the chance to take root and sprout.

Chapter 155 The following is the time of Longmen Photo Album ([-])

The most terrifying thing in life is not losing, but forgetting.

Chen Mo could never forget the box that was buried in the soil in the light rain that year, so later, he thought, if one day he died, would he be like that box and never be remembered again.

It is light and the things in the box mean nothing. In the eyes of a limited number of people, it is buried here just like its owner. When the last person who remembers him dies, it will be like he has never been there. Come to this world.

So for a period of time, Chen Mo desperately wanted to find the value of his existence, even if only one person could remember it. But looking back, those innocent and small visions in his childhood became farther and farther away, and in the end only each other was left. Vague memories and tacit partings.

Tallulah's eyes were like the brightest gems in the world. There seemed to be scorching flames hidden in those red eyes, which were warm and bright.

When she was a child, she was as delicate and well-behaved as a beautiful and fragile porcelain doll.

Her birth could not be said to be very happy, but she never complained, just like when she was a child, she never complained about Chen. Maybe she hated it, but hateful things were too far away for children. One day, maybe a little bit of happiness can put it behind you.

The narrow sky of the orphanage is the best shelter in Longmen.

Everyone should find a place and someone to hold their excess joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, so as not to lose themselves in the long and endless suffering.

The silver-haired Drake leaned down, and the hair hanging down on the side of his face covered her and Chen Mo on the bedside.

She stared closely at Chen Mo's face.

After a few seconds, she took out the hand holding Chen Mo's palm. The hand was about to touch Chen Mo's face, then suddenly stopped in mid-air, and slowly retracted it, as if she had made some decision. Drake stood up and pulled away from Chen Mo. distance.

At this time, Chen Mo suddenly held Drake's hand, and the strength from his palm made Drake stunned.

She subconsciously looked at the hospital bed, and a pair of black eyes appeared in front of her, reflecting the surprise that had not faded on Draco's face.

Soon coldness and sullenness crept onto that delicate face.

There was a brief silence in the ward.

They stared at each other, and Draco turned his head to look down at the man on the bed, who was also looking at her.

Chen Mo could even clearly see his reflection in the red eyes, the heat of his breath and the silver hair.

"you……!"

Before Drake finished speaking, there was a touch of anger on his cold face. She quickly distanced herself from Chen Mo. She wanted to retreat, but Chen Mo's hand firmly grasped her palm. If Drake was willing, of course she would It would have been easy to break free, but she didn't.

Of course she could understand that Chen Mo was deliberately deceiving herself.

"Where do you want to go?"

Chen Mo looked up at her and asked. The Drake in front of him undoubtedly looked like Tallulah, if she was Tallulah too.

Drake's scarlet pupils stared at Chen Mo on the hospital bed.

Surprise, astonishment and come-to-mind annoyance.

"Are you lying to me!" Draco asked through gritted teeth, his voice like a growl.

"If you mean to lure you here with the help of people from Rhode Island pretending to be comatose." Chen Mo replied calmly: "Yes, I lied to you. I didn't think such a coincidence would happen. You and... Tallulah, you are so alike."

Under the gentle light in the ward, Chen Mo looked at Draco who was keeping a distance from him.

An hour ago, Chen Mo had woken up. Amiya and Kelsey told him that the person who brought him to Rhode Island was Drake, so he asked the people in Rhode Island to arrange for him to pretend to be in a coma. Ward, he knew this drak would come looking for him.

There are some things he wants to ask clearly. With Kelsey and Scout[#

"I originally wanted to kill you directly, but I changed my mind midway."

Chen Mo said, paused for two seconds and looked at Drake.

"Xiao Mo told me that you are Xiaota, but we all know that you are not."

The warm touch in his hands told Chen Mo that the person in front of him was alive and not someone's fantasy. She really existed in this land.

"So..." Drake glanced at Chen Mo's hand holding her, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Are you going to kill me here?"

Her words were full of ridicule and sarcasm, and her eyes looked down at Chen Mo with contempt, as if she were watching a clumsy clown's performance.

She couldn't see the disappointment lurking beneath the contempt in her eyes.

"Why didn't you kill me instead of taking me to Rhode Island?" Chen Mo asked.

Draco's face froze with mockery and sneer.

"Because of my face?" Chen Mo asked, "You seem to know who I am. You have many choices, but you chose to come here with me."

Drake twitched his hand hard, but Chen Mo held her wrist tightly, and she struggled twice.