【Xianyang】Siren

Chapter 8 8. He is not suitable for the role of a tragic hero, I request to revise the script

As early as when the merchant ship left the port, Senkobu had asked Yang Weili how he would respond if he encountered the imperial army outside the corridor.Unsurprisingly, Yang gave him the most reasonable answer: first pretend, if you can't pretend, then hide, if you really can't hide, you have to run away.Everyone knows that there is no need for idiots in Yang Fleet's fleet to die knowing that they will lose.

But for Fleet Yang, there is no reason that can be regarded as absolutely valid.

This trip to the Siren seems to have been quite a failure so far.Not only was it facing an end from the very beginning, but it was even involved in greater danger.Not only did they encounter the Imperial Army, but the opponent was also the main fleet led by Marshal Mittermeier.Not only is the camouflage exposed, but it is also surrounded by enemies and has nowhere to hide.Senkobu hated that if he had known this earlier, he might as well have brought a fleet out.But he also knew that this assumption was meaningless.

When the rose knights began to change their equipment, Yang Weili was recovering from the discomfort just now.To say it was uncomfortable would be an understatement, I'm afraid.When the siren suddenly became active under the stimulation of the gunfire, the people who had walked on Ruida [-] retreated from the dark corridor to the nightmare at the same time, and the one standing in the center of this nightmare was undoubtedly Yang Weili himself .Now that he came back to his senses, he thought about it, but felt a little regretful. If there was more time, and the distance to the star was closer, and there were scientific researchers on board, then maybe he could learn more about the Sirens. .

Yang Weili couldn't help but think that in the few short years, at some important points, where he might be able to change the course of events, he could only watch things happen like this, and then deal with them passively.Senkob might say that he lacks the aggressiveness to take the initiative, but besides manpower, what is absolutely indispensable is actually time.What he is exhausted and preoccupied with is always time, and what is never enough is also time.For example, at this very moment, Yang Buwu looked at the red clouds among the stars in bewilderment.Maybe just an extra hour, just going in for a walk.

When I stood in the middle of the nightmare a few minutes ago, although the body fell into darkness, the consciousness seemed to fly into a clear light.He could see them all.Not far away, there is Julian, then Senkob, Linz, and Brumhalter and Petrichov who also lost their lives.He had hoped that the steel walls that stood between him and his loved ones would disappear, and in that moment, the barriers did, and he saw them all through the clarity of their spirits.And before sinking into the boundless crimson, he watched himself use his last strength to maintain a little bit of clear thoughts.I'm going home, he thought then.

Then came the miracle.Yang An sat on the Ulysses bridge, his military uniform neat and brand new.It was empty then, and he was looking, when Cobb walked in...

First Cobb came in. "All have been launched. But Admiral, shouldn't the evacuated 'non-combatants' include Your Excellency?"

Because the cruiser was damaged by the imperial army's random shooting, they had to change the ship temporarily; of course, the so-called replacement was just a euphemism, but in fact they had to snatch a warship of the imperial army to get out.The Rose Knights couldn't hide their excitement, and they all looked eager to try. Yang himself didn't show any particular nervousness. On the one hand, he asked the navigator to control the other vacant merchant ships to form a formation, and on the other hand, he asked Senkobu to arrange the ejection. The space shuttle evacuates the rest of the ship.At this time, although Cobb was joking, the meaning behind it was not necessarily a joke; the battle here was dangerous after all, and although the number of space shuttles was limited, there would always be plenty left for Yang.

"Of course I am a combatant." Yang jumped off the table with a smile, "Other ships are fine. I will admit that your refutation is reasonable, but if you want to go to the wolf, I must be there in person."

Cobb didn't intend to listen to his detailed explanation, and pushed and pulled him to speed up and leave the bridge. "You want to convince Mittermeier? What are you doing?" He didn't seem to expect Yang's answer, but pulled him into the equipment room on his own initiative, almost half-forcibly putting an armor suit on his boss.

"If others see me dressed like this, I'm afraid they will laugh and recite it..." Yang Man's face was full of reluctance, "Besides, there is no need..."

"Your Excellency, don't worry, the lower officials will do their best to keep the secrets secret, and absolutely no one will dare to reveal an adjective." Xian Kobu's tone was brisk, intentionally ignoring another meaning in Yang's words.The black-haired young man was wrapped in the arc-shaped white alloy, and his figure was thinner, which was a little funny, but also made people laugh.Cobb lowered his head and was busy connecting to various places, and changed the subject at the same time, "But doesn't the emperor also know? I remember, you were worried that he would regard this as a scam. For Iserlohn, The risks will undoubtedly increase."

"As you saw just now, the development of the situation is no longer up to me to choose. To the Sirens, we are no different from them." Yang coughed lightly twice, and Cobb's hand loosened slightly, while the newly buckled armor was tightly locked Stay on your thighs.The hotter and drier air was blowing out of the vent. Yang Weili paused for a while, and then continued, "No matter what they think, we must try now. If we turn around, even if we succeed in getting out, there will be no obvious effect. Trapped in the corridor worrying day and night, I'm afraid it will only make the risk bigger."

"I guess they are at a loss now, maybe they are scolding the big liar Yang Weili." Shankobu put the helmet on Yang's head, and he was looking at it with satisfaction, but there was a sharp siren in the ship.As soon as the eyes of the two touched, Koub picked up the carbon crystal battle ax beside him, grabbed Yang's hand and went straight to the entrance of the vacuum chamber.

The passageway was glowing with green light, and the sound of scattered footsteps could be heard. Xiankobu, who was running, suddenly slipped under his feet, and felt his center of gravity fall backwards.He didn't have time to think about what happened, so he picked up the tomahawk and smashed it against the opposite wall. Taking advantage of this buffer time, he raised his leg and kicked away the fireproof board on the side, and simply reached in and stuck his foot into the groove.Yang was blocked by him all the time, so the two of them didn't slide down with the cruise ship that suddenly tilted.

After the ship turned around, the flushed Brumhalter turned around at the right time, explaining that under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Pobran, the ship successfully avoided a stray bullet. "I was here to inform the two officers not to move around in the cabin." He looked a little embarrassed.

Cobb was about to say a few mean words about Pobran's driving skills, but before he finished typing the draft, his train of thought was interrupted by another howling siren.Immediately, the ship began to shake from side to side, but Yang Weili shook off Xiankobu's hand and took off his helmet. "Let's go back to the bridge first," he said to Schenkob and Blumhalter.

But they didn't go very far, and they had to stop again. "Attention everyone in the ship!" Pobran's voice on the radio was extremely serious, "Quickly find the nearest support and lie down. This ship is within the range of the Imperial Army's flagship wolf and has been locked. The situation is urgent. In order to survive Tomorrow, I will try some ultra-difficult operations. Remind me again to fix it nearby! After the notification, I don’t think the countdown step is necessary..."

***

Sitting in the dark red bridge at the moment, the highest-ranking marshal of the Imperial Army almost lost confidence in his fleet.

"Your Excellency, do you want to fire?" Bayerlan's voice seemed to be erratic.

He finally stood up and walked from the command seat to the three-dimensional star map in the center of the bridge.The formation of ships in front of the line of sight surrounded the flames a little further away, while the prey in the center of the laser cannon also marked the proud coat of arms of the golden lion.Before this moment, it was just an ordinary battleship of the Imperial Space Fleet.

Being able to occupy such a high position, Mittermeier is by no means an indecisive person.He knew very well that on the ever-changing battlefield, tens of millions of lives could be counted in every minute and second; after witnessing the warship firing at friendly forces, he immediately gave the order to encircle.But when he really took the last step, the Gale Wolf hesitated rarely.In this moment of silence, the out-of-control battleship fired first again, and almost suicidally accelerated towards the nearest friendly ship.

There is no other choice.He swallowed his bitterness and made a meaningful gesture.Laser cannons splashed in the star field with red light floating.His own fleet, right under his nose, was in a melee.

"Your Excellency!" Bayerlan said suddenly, "The cruiser disguised as a merchant ship just now has escaped from the battle center area, and it is detected that it is approaching our ship!"

Mittermeier didn't seem surprised. "When it enters our fire range, aim and lock it immediately."

"Locked! The main gun is being prepared...Your Excellency, do you—"

The operator in front didn't finish speaking, because he was suddenly thrown out of the chair and thrown to the porthole on the other side.Mittermeier himself also crashed into the console, and after trying to maintain his balance, he was a little annoyed, "Report the situation! Where was it attacked?!"

"Your Excellency! This ship was not attacked, but received a huge amount of unknown energy waves, and the gravitational field changed!"

Yes, I see it.Mittermeier pressed his forehead to the porthole.The damaged battleship entered the orbit of the red star at the last moment. After a second or two of stability, the vast dust suddenly swelled outward, like a bulging balloon, like flexible pectin, and followed by a violent explosion in the universe. Shock.

There was a momentary blank in the brain, and the other people in the command room seemed to be the same. They watched the former friendly warship sink into the red gelatin from afar, not knowing how to react.But the momentary silence on the werewolf was immediately broken by a stronger shock.No one needed to report this time, and Mittermeier quickly judged that what he was encountering right now must not only be gravitational fluctuations, but hard steel and real gunfire.In other words, the enemy is coming.

Surveillance outside the ship and at the entrance to the vacuum chamber confirmed this.During the shock just now, the cruiser suddenly dived vertically and disappeared from the fire range of the main guns—it was also lucky, when it was about to hit the frigate, the gravitational shock slightly changed the angle of inclination.Just within a few centimeters, it passed the frigate, and without making any adjustments, it simply used the potential energy of the shock to go upwards, and burned the door of the werewolf vacuum cabin with a cutting laser.They started to forcibly connect.

"Courage is commendable." Mittermeier stared at the monitor without blinking. At this time, Bayerlan came to report that the marine soldiers had already started to move, and several passages leading to the bridge had also been closed. , He also ordered the emergency light cannon that unlocked the sealed door.

"From the picture, the person who came should be the rose knight." Bayerlan explained.Needless to say, the officer must have already understood that since Iserlohn has dispatched the strongest combat force, of course it should not be taken lightly.

Mittermeier first affirmed Bayerlan's handling, thought for a while and then asked, "Do you think the situation our army is facing is a trap designed by the Iserlohn army?" Bayerlan did not answer quickly. .The Rose Knight had indeed forcibly boarded the ship. It seemed that everything in front of him was for this purpose, but...he didn't know how to describe it...Mitter Meier seemed to have the same doubts. "Do they really have such ability?" He frowned and looked at the picture again.

Bayerlan bowed to the officer, intending to withdraw and continue to arrange the battle, but at this moment he heard Mittermeier slapping the table hard.

"Yang Weili! This is Yang Weili! He's not dead!"

The people in the command room didn't care about the rank of the army for a while, and rushed to the front of the monitoring screen.The black-haired young man had a calm face, and seemed to take off the helmet of the armored suit from his head with a slight displeasure. He followed behind another leading tall officer, and entered the passage inside the werewolf from the vacuum cabin.The officer suddenly raised his pointed chin slightly, and his brown eyes swept upwards, and everyone in front of the monitoring suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.Immediately afterwards, a blinding white light flashed, and the screen disappeared.The camera must have been knocked out.

"All the corridors on the right are powered off." The report was sent back immediately.

They should discuss what to do about it, but no one knows where to start.

The swelling red ball seemed to gradually disappear after a burst of boiling agitation.The deep dust swirled around it, melting into a plastic glue in a circle of acceleration.Red light blurred out from the glue, penetrating into the dark sky, like lumps of dark red blood clots.Mittermeier stared at those things, unable to restrain himself from looking at them, although unspeakable nausea filled his heart...

The gelatin is visibly changing, it sculpts itself little by little, adjusts itself little by little, like an adolescent girl posing, clumsy, attentive, and uncreative, imitating a certain perfect form.

In the crimson starry sky, the blue and cold Thor's Hammer took shape little by little.Hearing the flow of blood in his ears, Mittermeier felt nauseous again.He couldn't stop the chill gushing out of his heart, he wanted to vent out this hellish chill, and it seemed like his subordinates were doing the same.After receiving the order, the frontmost imperial warships also launched salvos at the fake Thor's Hammer with uncontrollable eagerness.

Dark blue and crimson bloom silently outside the porthole, slender, dazzling and chaotic, like ghost lights wandering in the cemetery, spreading out an inescapable sweetness.Mittermeier felt that he was walking towards the center of this ghost flower, and many familiar people were greeting him. "Are you there, Farenhitter?" He nodded slightly to the first colleague he saw.After passing by the faces of many people, he stopped at the end, sighed and smiled. "Gilfies, long time no see."

Behind the red-haired youth was a deep red ocean, like too rich wine, and an empty marshal's uniform floating on the ocean.Is it for me?Mittermeier thought, feeling a pang of loneliness.When he turned around, there was no one standing beside him.

An internal communication signal came from the anxious command room, and the news finally brought the commander-in-chief of the Space Fleet from the trance back to reality.

—Brenhill is approaching!

"How far?!" Mittermeier immediately scolded himself in his heart.

After a few seconds, the navigator finally gave an answer: there are still nearly [-] hours of voyage.

Mittermeier breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind started to run fast again.Not long after, the restless star seemed to jump up again, and a sharp white light flashed past the porthole, and flew out against the outer side of the ship, leaving a burning mark on the entire right side. "Your Excellency!" Bayerlan coughed twice and turned his head nervously.Mittermeier staggered two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and pulled the adjutant who had fallen on the floor to his feet.

The laser cannons from the red star approached the werewolf several times in a row. Mittermeier tried to contact the ships ahead, but no one responded.In front of it was too thick light mist and too thick dust. Except for the dangerous weapons that flowed out from time to time, no one knew what happened.

Should I rush over for reinforcements?Is there another ambush there?Mittermeier's thought flashed across.At this time, the walkie-talkie on Bayerlan's body lit up green, and someone called.

The sound was a little noisy at first, and I couldn't hear what was going on there. "Please answer! Report the serial number! Turn on the positioning and answer!" Bayerlan turned sideways and shouted impatiently at the receiver.

"—I'm Yang Weili."

Mittermeier's shoulders trembled unconsciously, and there was no sound in the command room.

"Repeat, I am Yang Weili. Please tell Marshal Mittermeier: There is no time, please stop fire immediately, stop fire immediately, stop fire immediately and evacuate."

The correspondent looked at him, and Mittermeier frowned, not saying yes or no.At this time, the voice on the walkie-talkie continued, "Location has been turned on, please hurry up if possible... This is Yang Weili, and I am asking Marshal Mittermeier for all possible medical assistance."

***

If it weren't for the chaos in the universe, the damaged cruiser would have no chance of getting close to the wolf.At this moment, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the laser-cut blue blade pierced into the steel. The outermost rose knights raised the cannon early, waiting for the moment to open the cabin.Red is also flowing quietly outside.

In the eyes of Senkob and his subordinates, the resistance they encountered at the beginning was nothing worth mentioning.The attention of the Imperial Army seemed to be elsewhere. They just blocked the passage and sent a few marine soldiers over—it was easy to solve these obstacles.

But then one of the Imperial warships crashed into the clouds and disappeared into the red sea of ​​sirens.Later, through the small square porthole in the dark corridor, they also saw Thor's Hammer again, with cold feet and chills in their hearts.

In this enclosed dark corridor, Yang Weili slowed down unconsciously, staring intently out of the window.Senkob didn't press further.Although it was pitch black, there were people of our own all around, so there should be no danger; moreover, Yang seemed to have something to say.

"Did you see a simulation like this?" Yang suddenly turned to Pobran.

The pilot's green eyes had been staring at the scene for a long time. "Yes, all such imitations. Real imitations."

Yang agrees. "I have a rough guess about the behavior of the Siren. It pulls out the inner picture of the person and makes it almost indistinguishable from the real one. The cruiser that made Golniv sacrifice, and this, Thor's Hammer, is not The Sirens themselves intended, but the Sirens are imitating us."

"You say it has no intention?" Senkob shook his head.

"It may have. What is Thor's Hammer? It's fear." Yang's fingers pressed against the glass and touched the cold light on the window. "It's the deepest fear and fear in the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Army. To put it bluntly, if death had a face, it would look like this. I wonder if the siren doesn’t know how to communicate with us, maybe this mimicry is a warning? An early warning of death?”

Senkob shook his head. "It's too mysterious. I thought the siren didn't care about talking to us, or whether we lived or died."

"Probably you are right." Yang nodded lightly, "Then there is a second explanation, the siren doesn't know what it is doing at all, but just digs out the things in our hearts, it observes them, imitates them, and at the same time strengthened them too, and the slag rose from the abyss..."

"The more you talk, the more mysterious!" Linz jumped out suddenly, a red light flashed from the laser gun, and he could hear the muffled sound of the armor suit landing on the ground in the side corridor.The short conversation came to an end, and dense light spots and human voices began to sound.

Yang was protected in the middle by the rose knights, still staring at the far end in a daze.The faint blue light spots gradually turned pale, and then exploded into a flurry of dark red and blue intertwined light, which was coquettish and charming.

"Xian Kobu," Yang suddenly grabbed the man in front of him, his voice was a little impatient, "the imperial army is attacking the sirens..." Xian Kobu glanced outside, and pouted, "That will kill you!" It's miserable. Didn't you see the siren's counterattack just now? How could you do such a stupid thing?"

"I'm afraid the people on this flagship really didn't see it," Yang shook his arm, "don't forget what we're here for. Cobb first, I need to see Midamea sooner, this operation It must be stopped immediately."

Cobb didn't say any more, just nodded slightly, at this time Linz on the other side threw a small incendiary bomb on the opposite side and then turned his head and said, "Admiral, let the lieutenant general take you to the front first, and we will solve the trouble. "

"Yes!" Bobulan also fired a shot and dodged, "You guys go first!"

Senkob just beckoned, "Brumhalter, you come with me. The rest of the people went sideways and cleared away the gathered marines. We took the bombs and walked from the closest distance. Remember, the fewer people who slip through, the better."

"Not one left." Linz was the first to rush out with a gun.Pobran and other company members followed closely behind.

"I'll go to the front first," Brumhalter said.

"What about you? Can you run?" Xian Kobu laughed a little, but Yang Weili didn't care too much, and took a step forward with a soft snort.

First, Cobb held him with his hand from behind, and then threw it to his side, "Follow me, didn't you agree?" He slowed down a little, and started to run forward with Yang Weili.

"The suit is too heavy." He grumbled. "I told you I shouldn't be wearing this." He gasped. "I was going to run faster."

"I might as well run behind your back." Xian Cobb didn't want to pay attention to his sophistry.Yang was about to answer something, but suddenly his hand was heavy, "—be careful!" Xian Kobu raised his hand and drew his gun, and a scream was heard at the end of the red light.

There was a crackling sound on the inner metal wall.Fortunately, the corridor was pitch black, so Cobb let Yang crouch in a corner for now, leaned over to protect him, and maintained such an unseemly posture for a while, and when the gunfire stopped, Cobb counted his own pulse and the other's. The sound of footsteps, counting on the opportunity, raised the battle ax and rushed out.After the messy silver arc, he left a greasy bloodstain all over the place.

"Continue to charge," he ordered in a deep voice, "There will be people behind."

"The door is locked." Yang pointed, "I suspect that forcing it open will trigger a bomb, or something else."

"Sure." Senkob nodded, "I know the design of such warships of the Imperial Army. So let's blow the door directly."

Yang Weili didn't quite understand this logic.At this time, Cobb flew out the small pistol in his hand, and when it bounced towards the thick alloy door, the alarm sounded.The roof towards them was half-opened, revealing a hidden small laser cannon. "Very good!" Satisfied, Shankob threw all the bombs he was carrying upward one by one.Yang was not accepted into the operation, but instead was forced to lie down under the pipe a little further away.

"I'm not sure," Yang Weili looked back worriedly as they ran through the corridor on the right that was almost half blown down. ..."

Sincob didn't care. "You can offer to lose money."

"It's up to you to tell Lieutenant General Kajielun about this suggestion."

However, the joyful mood was suddenly pulled down again. For some reason, Yang's feet stopped for a few steps.He let go of Xiankobu's palm, lifted it up and smelled it a few times, in the darkness, the arc of Xiankobu's side face remained unchanged.His fingers went up his arm again, touching the damp heat on his shoulder.

Yang turned on the lights on the suit and looked down at the wound. "Let's deal with it first."

"It's just some fragments." Senkobu whispered, and pulled out a fragment of the bulkhead that pierced into the flesh from his shoulder, which was obviously left over from the explosion of the door just now.But Yang also noticed that there were several scars on his ribs and arms, which were hidden in the armor suit and could not be identified yet.

"You've lost a lot of blood..." Yang's hands were bloodshot, and he seemed to be taken aback by his discovery, "You're not going to die, are you?"

Senkob showed no patience for such foolish talk. "Is there any common sense? This little question..." He stretched out his blood-stained hand to Yang's neck, "I will not die in such a thing, don't worry. There is still a section of the flagship's central command room." distance, we still need to speed up..."

In the distance, from the porthole, there seemed to be a sharp white light cutting towards them like a blade.Senkobu couldn't help but tighten his hands. These few seconds seemed like decades, and bit by bit, the pale death light was approaching.He didn't have time to react too much.

"Lie down!" Xian Kobu pushed Yang Weili who was standing on the outside, and then he hit the floor heavily.

The laser cannon fired from the siren streaked across the wolf, leaving a burn mark on the outer side that they couldn't see.If it was a little bit off, the ship's flank would be hit entirely, which would be considered luck among misfortunes.

In the darkness, Yang Weili didn't hear Xiankobu's voice, he heard a metallic sound, clang clang clang, but he didn't know what it was.After turning over, he choked on the smoke a few times, and immediately crawled outwards on his hands and feet. In his panic, it took him a long time to remember to turn on the light again.

Senkobu was lying under the porthole, his silver-white armor was already bright red.An armor plate that had been dislodged on the impact slanted into his back, the sharp cuts cutting through the suit under the force, slicing through the skin and muscle inside, and perhaps smashing into the shoulder blade.

Yang Weili didn't have time to think about it. He saw Koub slowly propped up his upper arms, and he felt a little relieved. Almost exhausted all his strength, he let him lean against himself, half on the inner wall of the corridor.Cobb pressed against him and gasped for breath for a while, then stood up by himself, stretched his backhand from his shoulder to the back, gritted his teeth and pulled out the sharp weapon on his back.

A searing pain swept through his body, and it was almost difficult for him to sit up straight, and blood continued to emerge from the wound like a fountain, and flowed down the armor suit to his body, gathering into a red patch.Yang supported his head, got up on a half-kneeling, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to press him down.The blood didn't stop, and there were several screams from Xiankobu instead.

"Your Excellency's hemostatic technique," Xiankob looked up with a pale smile, "it's still so poor."

Yang shook his head annoyed. "You shouldn't be in a hurry to pull it out, it will speed up the bleeding, do you know..." "I know, but I think that thing is troublesome." Xian Cobb interrupted, and he just happened to touch the armor on Yang's arm Seeing the damage of his clothes, he propped himself up and looked over his neck.

There also seemed to be a small piece of debris stuck in, Yang felt a little strange, he almost didn't feel it.At this moment, he also imitated Xiankobu's example and pulled out the sharp weapon with one stroke.

Bright red blood, no different from ordinary people, gushed out.In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, leaving no wound.

A brief silence slowly passed, and Sencobb suddenly laughed hoarsely. "It's a gift that is too late." Yang raised his eyes in the faint white light of the searchlight. Cobb still smiled wryly, and slowly stretched out his hand. Seeing that Yang didn't dodge, he loosely put his palm on his left thigh inside.

"If that's the case... nothing will happen..." He shook his head obsessively, "It's too late, it's really too late."

After a short pause, Yang pulled his hand away a little dejectedly. "I sure will never bleed again."

Cobb thought silently for a while. "Sorry, I said something stupid."

"No need to apologize." Yang looked up sadly, trying to look at the red light outside the window, "You just got the deepest thing in your heart dug out."

Cobb laughed tremblingly, "I don't want to admit it, but really, really... such a regret can't be made up for."

"Are you angry at me?"

"I'm angry with you. Why, Brumhalter and the others have tried everything, costing their lives, but they can't...Why, tell me... If I want to say that I'm angry with you, the only thing I can do is This one."

Yang Weili didn't know what to say.If I really wanted to say it, I would only say I'm sorry.But Cobb knew that beforehand.He seemed to think the same way, and he didn't wait for Yang Weili's answer after speaking, but sat up a little more, gritted his teeth to suppress the sharp pain in his back, and suddenly grabbed Yang's hand heavily.

But he didn't say it.Yang looked around, as if he was about to get up, "Listen, we can't stay here, even if we surrender, it doesn't matter, I have to find you a doctor."

Xian Kobu sat on the ground and didn't respond, and Yang certainly couldn't hold him back.Finding that Yang wanted to persuade him again, Cobb first tightened his hand, and then said softly, "I was thinking, if I die, can I come back from your memory? What would it be like? I really want to Know……"

"That's enough. You've said enough!" Yang suddenly became angry, but Xiankobu didn't let him let go. "Enough of what?" He was still pulling him.

Yang looked deeply into his eyes. "Do you remember how many times? Do you remember how many times you have said truth? You want to prove to me that you don't mind, that you figure it out, that you want yourself to believe. I know you Talking to yourself. Cobb, I don't want to hear it, can you open your eyes and see me just once. I'd rather you..."

Sencob suddenly pushed him away.The Rose Knight, who was bleeding all over his body, suddenly stood up with strength, took out a rifle from under his side, and pointed it steadily at a dark corner.

Yang Weili didn't see the blood flow out, and even the last scream of the imperial soldier died in this dark corridor.The round helmet rolled out along the sloping floor, hit the opposite inner wall, and rolled down along the flowing blood.

The standing person seemed to lose his strength, and began to fall crookedly to one side. Yang hurriedly propped up beside him, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and then slowly sat down again.

"You should go first." Cobb regained his senses, "I can stay here and wait for you. Don't, don't forget what we are here for... Go. I'm sorry, I can't protect you in the road ahead . . . but maybe Blumhalter . . . "

"Don't even think about it." Yang touched the beating on his neck nervously. "What has happened can only happen in this way. I can't help it. I can't change a little bit of you and a little bit of me. But I will do my part for what shouldn't happen. Walter, if you If you can’t make it through, I’m so sorry, and I’ll be angry too. Although it’s not pleasant to come back this trip, it must be meaningful, right?”

Senkob seemed to be nodding.After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Yang felt that the person leaning on his shoulder made almost no sound. In this dark world, there was only the sound of his own breathing, and only the pale light around him.He maintained a stiff sitting posture for a while, and finally pinched his fingertips, slightly lifted Xiankobu's shoulders, and turned himself a little sideways.Senkob closed his eyes, the harsh red light from the porthole flickered on his face.Yang finally made up his mind to stretch his fingers to his wrist and behind his ears, then bowed his head slightly, and put his face close to his chest.

Through a layer of armor, the faint heartbeat sounded like thunder.Yang let out a low cry, smashed the armor on his body a few times, folded his arms around his chest, and suddenly bent down to the ground, listening to the sound like the tide in his ears.He didn't know if he was crying or not.Maybe, he couldn't care less.

Yang hurriedly found the body of the imperial soldier just now, and turned him over with force.There really is something needed.

After simple debugging, he turned on the communication and positioning of the walkie-talkie.

"I'm Weili Yang. I repeat, I'm Weili Yang."

tbc.