"Really...... Wouldn't it be a fake lead? Looking suspiciously at the men who were in the Israelite position and didn't know what they were doing, Ackerman's heart was full of doubt, "It's like this inexplicable clue that someone left behind ...... I always felt like it was going to be a trap left by somebody. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Don't worry so much, Ackerman. Didn't the one who left the clue leave us the corpse of the vampire? I know, Ackerman has always wanted to avenge his predecessors, right? Although it was not his own hands, the revenge of that senior was finally avenged...... May he be happy in his life in heaven.

"Heaven...... Inspired by the word, Ackerman looked up at the dark starry sky of Jerusalem. He remembered fondly how his boss, a traitor and fundamentalist, had cursed him and his predecessor before he died. He said that the souls of human beings like them, who have insulted God, will never go to heaven, but will only fall into the deepest part of hell forever and suffer unspeakable suffering. He wanted to make the rebuttal in slightly sarcastic terms, but when he saw the smiling face under his flaxen hair, Ackerman had to swallow his words halfway through, "yes, he's going to have a good time in heaven." ”

Sophia's experience is ...... Very common tragedy. I don't mean to belittle anything, but simply because Ackerman's experience was common among the "comrades" they had access to, who were probably partially detached from humanity: the death of both parents at an early age, and the fact that she was admitted to a research institute after growing up in an orphanage. Whether Chinese, European, Russian, American, or anywhere else, there are only two types of people who can undergo large-scale militarized cyborgs: first, soldiers who have become disabled on the battlefield, and second, orphans who have no humanitarian pressure because they do not have a hukou. It has to be said that on such issues, all politicians are exactly the same shameless. It's a pity that there are only two of them left in the cyborgs that are still being militarized, and the others have either died due to physical or war reasons, or ...... It has already been completely destroyed.

Even though mechanical prosthetics have long been medically practical, the militarization of cyborgs still has to wait for further technological advances. After countless tragedies that have been born, some people seem to have finally recognized this. The new cyborg's research program was ...... five years ago Or earlier? Damn, my memory is always like this, full of holes......

What's wrong, Ackerman? Do you have another headache?

I guess I saw myself holding my head down in pain. It's really unbelievable. "Listening" to Sophia's words of concern transmitted into his brain, Ackerman smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm okay. ”

Well, Ackerman will definitely be fine. Don't force it, one day Ackerman will remember what happened before! Uncle Johnson also said that he would try his best to help Ackerman! So, let's work together!

“…… Ah, let's do it together. ”

Ackerman remembers that Sophia had accidentally said that her wish since childhood was to be a nun. For some reason, he was always able to easily imagine Sophia in a nun's dress. Perhaps, innocence and kindness are really engraved in her genes, and Sophia has always habitually taken all but the most obvious jokes seriously. Once, while still unfriendly to her, Ackerman approached the researcher, the aforementioned "Uncle Johnson," and asked why they had sent him such a "stupid" partner. And the answer of "Uncle Johnson" is this:

"It's because she was involved in the trial at a very young age. You know, in order to train her to eliminate all the subconscious activities and distractions of the target cerebral cortex, she has been trained from a very young age to maintain a long-term wired connection with other people's brains while the information is one-way transparent, so perhaps she subconsciously thinks that all the situations she faces are the same as when she was directly connected to the volunteers through a small modified consciousness helmet, and other people's minds are completely impossible to hide. ”

It is precisely because of this intense experimentation at a young age that Sophia loses her language function. As for the cause and effect, the group of white-robed wastes still don't seem to have figured it out.

Ackerman was in a daze again, ignoring Sophia again. In this manner, Is it okay for Sophia to sing to Ackerman? In the space woven by electromagnetic waves, Sophia is the strongest, right?

At first, Ackerman is unaware of what Sophia is talking about, as his attention is drawn to another anomaly. Soon, though, his mind was focused on Sophia's next surprising move: the singing contest on the public channel was something the two had noticed before, and they had originally listened to it as background music - they hadn't done it for nothing to use the chip in their brains to play some BGM while fighting. And just after Sophia said these words, a stumbling female voice with obvious mechanical characteristics pandered to the melody on the public channel, sounding like a song sung by a computer somewhere in a sense of self:

"let-him-know-that-I-am-true-and-faithful"

let-him-hear-the-love-song-that-I-send

tell-him-as-he-defends-our-home-that-grateful

true-Katusha, our-love-will-defend(Katyusha's love will always be his)

Tell-him-as-he-defends-our-home-that-grateful

true-Katusha, our-love-will-defend(Katyusha's love will always be his) ......"

The melody stopped. It seems that this is the end of the short game time. Tomorrow, the battlefield will still be covered by the god of war's Deathwing, and this smiling entertainment will not change anything. What a terrible thing, but it's a fact that everyone here has to face.

…… Whether it's a time traveler or a tracker that might be behind you, let's think about it tomorrow. It's late at night, and maybe it's time to rest. Slowly closing his eyes, Ackerman thought.

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There are many things in this world that should not happen and yet happen. For example, in this battle, you shouldn't just have a draw with the other party, and for example, you should be standing next to that person......

After taking a few deep breaths to calm her heartbeat, Kazami bit her lower lip. From where she was, she could see Ackerman and Sophia leaning together. It can be said that if it weren't for this kind of distraction, the battle between her and the old gentleman in front of her who she didn't know would not have ended like this. It is true that the human standing opposite is very strong, but if this protracted battle continues, the first thing to run out of oil must be the other side.

But the mental and psychological blow made Kazami Yuka give up the fight for that basically not a single victory that he did not win. She felt like all her perseverance had been drained. Waiting became a joke and pointless. It's really strange, since when did you become such a coward?

"It's not cowardice, Miss Kazami." The old man, who had almost defeated him, and used the same name, walked slowly. His eyes were very deep, as if he could see directly into her heart, "This is definitely not cowardice. If you call this cowardice, you are denying all the beauty of feelings. Come to think of it, feelings are beautiful, aren't they? ”

“…… I don't want to listen to someone who hasn't lived a fraction of the length of time I have taught me about this emotional experience. "Isn't this nonsense? Of course, there is beauty in feelings, but there is also bitterness. The bitterness that people can't get rid of at all, the more you want to break free, the more you can't break free. Directly raising the parasol and pointing it at him, Kazami Yuka replied coldly, "I couldn't kill you, so you won." Are you satisfied with the result? ”

"Of course not. This battle is pointless if it doesn't give me a chance to talk to you. Ah, by the way, first of all, I want to introduce myself, my name is Auston Ylan, the assistant of the Observer—he has told me all about you. Pressing his hat, Auston performed a rather archaic ritual, "Besides, if I am not even a fraction of your age, you may have lived hundreds of thousands of years." But we all know that's not true, right? ”

"My judgment tells me you're human, but it seems to be a human converted to some god who likes to give favors. Observer? Guys who have never heard of it. Looking Alston up and down with contemptuous eyes, Kazami shook her head, "What god would give himself such a vulgar name?" And, what can he tell you about me? He didn't know anything. ”

"No, of course he does, who made him a spectator." Shaking his head with a wry smile, Auston replied, "He knows everything." Whether it's a matter of you being a time-traveler like the non-observers over there, Miss Captain, Miss Fengzhu, Miss Magician, or your hard-fought love, he knows it. After all, he's an observer. ”

"You make me think of a sentence: how could Yakumo Purple have something that she didn't know? She's Yakumo Murasaki. But it turns out that Yakumo Zi was obviously led by the nose by Yayi Yonglin, in many things. His eyes became even colder, and Kazami Yuka stepped forward to leave, but suddenly thought of something, "Ah, I remember, observer, right?" Yakumo Murasaki should be looking for him. If that guy is your master, tell him to meet Yakumo. ”

"It's no longer possible...... Ah, that's not right, how should I explain it......" With an obvious distressed expression on his face, Auston frowned, "Because, well, what non-observers did, and the failure of the jump, Miss Yakumo has ......"

"I'm not interested in hearing any explanation from you. Good bye. ”

"Please wait, Miss Kazami! I just have a question I want to ask. Hurriedly stopped Kazami Yuka, and Auston finally asked his own question, "Why didn't you delay appearing in front of Mr. Ackermann?" As long as everything is revealed, Mr. Ackermann will at least choose to find out the truth......"

"That's too dangerous. He should not be put in such danger. Deciding the rejection of Auston's proposal, Kazami Yuka didn't even look back, "It's enough for me to find out the truth alone." But for now, I'm going to make sure he's safe first. So I'm going to be with him in secret for a while, and wait until I have sorted out all the relationships around him. ”

“…… In this way, I understand. Good luck with your future actions. ”

Pressing his hat again, Auston watched as Yuka's back was swallowed up in darkness, and then turned away.

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"Mother Russia bless, it's really you!" Directly gave the other party a big hug, Alexei looked at the two yellow-skinned and black-eyed faces with tired looks in front of him, "Seeing that the captain hasn't come back for so long, I thought you met that damn group of Europeans halfway......"

"Didn't they attack here?" The tense face finally relaxed, and the captain asked before the mission objective with a puzzled face could speak. Then, he turned around and explained to the two of them the situation of the current stronghold, and then turned back after seeing the two of them show understanding expressions, "Maybe they gave up?" ”

"Maybe they're plotting something bigger. I don't think those people grabbed long enough for the Europeans to position. Shaking his head, Alexei replied, "If Volonov hadn't been exhausted, I would have liked this musical game to last a little longer." Sure enough, carrying the accordion in the middle of the battle consumed a lot of his physical strength. ”

"Don't always dwell on it, Alyosha ......" Shaking his head a little helplessly, Osip sighed, "Even if you are unhappy with his accordion, it should be done in moderation." It's not a good habit to point fingers at other people's hobbies......"

"When did you go to that side, Osha?" Suddenly thinking of his son who was far away in Moscow, Alexei almost couldn't help but add, "Father and mother don't remember teaching you like this." With a smile in his heart, he tried to maintain his serious expression, "Let's ask our friends in China to say, is it a good thing to carry an accordion on the battlefield?" That Kudzu ...... Mr. Ge Chengzhi? ”

"Ah, that's right, your pronunciation is pretty standard." Taking a step forward silently, Ge Chengzhi looked at the two people in the quarrel, "But frankly speaking, I shouldn't be qualified to arbitrate the argument between the two......"

"That's right, Alyosha, you've gone too far. How can you put a guest in such a dilemma? Objecting again, Osip shrugged, "If the guest is a little grumpy, they may think you're embarrassing him." ”

“…… Sorry, I'll admit I was a little impulsive just now. Scratching his head, to Ge Chengzhi's surprise, Alexei lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "But! That doesn't mean I'll agree with Volonov bringing the accordion to battle! I'm sure I wouldn't agree! …… By the way, I have one more thing to say, Ge ...... Hmm...... Success, ......"

"If you can, just call me Ge." Looking at the stammering Alexei with a smile, a trace of doubt rose in Ge Chengzhi's heart: What else can have anything to do with him? But this confusion was soon replaced by the surprise that followed Alexei's message—no, panic in the strict sense of the word": "Your men asked us to bring you the news that your brother's individual unit had appeared in Jerusalem, and it was confirmed that it was not a false signal. ”

“…… What the!? ”

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Burying her face in her hands, Sanae shrunk into a ball, and the rosiness from her shyness still didn't fade. She didn't expect that just one song could make such a big difference...... Could it be that Mr. Ge belongs to the type that is particularly easy to be attacked by beautiful singing?

Suddenly, his face came up, as if he had pounced. Although it then retreated, the distance should have been ...... if it had continued

When she thought of this, Sanae suddenly had a question. A question that startled her: Do you like Mr. Ge? If so, when did you like it? What do you like?

Shyness and joy were suddenly washed away by confusion and fear. Lifting her face from her hands, Sanae opened her big eyes and fell into an unprecedented state of confusion.

At the same time, Reimu in the other sleeping bag pouted and muttered something to her own surprise, and this "anger" did not seem to reach the depths of her heart, so she soon fell asleep: dreaming of watching Ge Yiwei sweep the leaves while drinking tea at the shrine. As for Marisa, who pretended to listen to music the whole time, she tried to fall asleep with her eyes closed, but found that her thoughts were very chaotic, and everything she had just witnessed was still floating in front of her, which made her heart blocked.

And the last one, Ge Yiwei, the source of the chaos of the three people, was holding his head in pain, trying to suppress his trembling body.

The pain that had just reached the cerebral cord, and the impulses that followed, seemed to have no doubt as to what it was. But...... No way, I don't have Hagram mania at this time...... Hmm...... Forget it, I hope the time of illness can be shorter. Well, although it takes 24 hours to diagnose the diagnosis, there are cases where the symptoms last for 8 hours......