This is Ze's pistol......

With mixed feelings, Weiss looked at this "relic". Its shape is unremarkable, compared with the large-caliber revolver used by front-line troops, this semi-automatic pistol is like an elegant scholar, and it always gives people a sense of politeness and politeness as a last resort. The bolt was pulled open, and the chamber was empty, and there were no bullets. Looking at the light outside the window, the rifling was not obvious, and it was estimated that this pistol was not used many times on weekdays. Talking in the mountains and forests before, Ze didn't seem to shoot, but I hope this gun has not been stained with the blood of the federal soldiers and civilians, and has not taken the lives of the Lorraine people.

Retracting his thoughts, Weiss deliberately used the muzzle of his gun to make a few gestures on his head, temples, and jaw, as if wondering which position was more appropriate to cut himself, and then looked up at Alves.

"I need a bullet." He took advantage of the situation and made a reasonable request.

Alves was clearly prepared, and he pulled a yellow bullet from his pocket, resting it on the table with the bullet pointed upward, and looked at his opponent with a defiant gaze.

Weiss took a deep breath, grabbed the bullet from the table, and said with righteousness, "I'm ready, what about your Prince of Barras?" ”

Alves didn't speak, but pulled out a quaint scroll from his other pocket. If this was the wizarding world, he would probably use the power of the scroll to open a portal or open an image teleportation, but the reality is that he slowly unfolded the scroll, and on the unique texture of the paper, someone had already written half a page of something in the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, and finally a gorgeous signature and a bright red seal.

"The sacred oath of the Hohenstaufen royal family is more powerful than any verbal oath." Alves explained.

These people really don't play their cards according to the routine! NMD, the big fish did not show up, so they had to catch the small fish. Weiss thought so, filling the chamber of the gun, resetting the bolt, and raising the gun...... The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Alves.

"What if I change my mind?" Weiss asked.

At this time, Alves did not show any panic, he slowly put away the arrogance just now, and changed back to the coldness when they first met yesterday, and said word by word: "It doesn't matter if I die, the entire Clumber-Haysen family, even the inhabitants of Somsonas, and your guerrilla soldiers hidden in the mountains and forests, will be buried with me." Without me, the Sedrintz family would still be the most prominent family in the north of the Norman Empire, and the Norman army would still be the most powerful on the planet, but what about you? You will disappear like dust without a trace! ”

This kind of intimidation is obviously not enough to make a general who crawls out of the pile of dead people lose his bearings. Unsure of his opponent's fighting prowess, Weiss didn't rush over to hold him hostage, but stood a few feet away, keeping a static braking stance.

"I don't need your noble life, I just need you to carry out the terms negotiated yesterday, this request is not too much, right?" Weiss said.

Alves sneered a few times, pointed to the scroll on the table and said, "Haven't you realized that yesterday's negotiations were just a cover?" The sacred oath of the Hohenstaufen royal family is here, you don't die, I can't get out of this room alive! ”

Don't you have to talk about it?

Weiss was calm on the surface, but inside he had ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping by. Thinking about Na La Pas, he was really vicious, Ze took refuge in him, and played a big role in the war, but in the end he was still given his head, and now, together with the noble generals who follow him, they can also be sold, and they really respond to the sentence "The king is not kind"!

Having come to this point, Weiss knew that he could not turn back, and he resorted to one last move: "In this case, I will not lose a hereditary nobleman of the Norman Empire and a young and promising army general to accompany the funeral!" Give you two minutes, if you have any last words, hurry up and write! ”

Instead of looking for pen and paper or other regrets, Alves stared at Weiss and looked at him without hesitation. Although there was not even a hint of fear in his expression and eyes, Weiss had a strong intuition that the man in front of him was desperate for his life. Not to mention that the war was won or lost, even if the Norman Empire would lose, with the status and accumulation of the Sedrinz family, the future is open, and the retirement can be worry-free. The reason why he was not afraid was either that Weiss did not dare to shoot, or that there was a problem with the bullet he had just given.

Thinking of the latter possibility, Weston shuddered. If this is a bullet that can't be fired, and he pulls the trigger on Alves, he can justifiably put aside benevolence, righteousness and morality, and directly hit him to death.

So, he said tentatively: "Why don't you give me another bullet, and after killing you, I will decide myself again, and exchange my life for another life?" ”

Alves snorted as usual: "Wishful thinking! ”

Since adapting to the awesome "friend or foe identification system", Weiss has to squint at the enemy before every move, which has basically formed a conditioned reflex. At this moment, he subconsciously squinted his eyes, and unexpectedly, after a slight dizziness, the familiar vision appeared in front of his eyes again, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly read and analyzed the battle values of this guy.

Biofunction 2.8/2.8

Mental vitality 4.3/4.5

Combat potential 9.8-16.5

Equivalent protection 6.9-8.8

Action speed 12.5-32.4

This is a set of data that is significantly better than that of ordinary soldiers, and the physical condition, spirit, and combat values are close to the level of special operations elites. During the active period of the Lorraine guerrilla fighters, Weiss's team consisted of officers and soldiers of the special forces sent by the Federal Army, and he often studied with them in his spare time, improving his combat skills and accumulating combat data by the way. Playing against special service fighters with similar combat values, Weiss struggled to win one out of ten rounds at the beginning, and he could win two or three games later, and if he could be surprised, the winning rate could be improved a little more.

Having mastered the enemy's hard power, Weiss quickly calmed down and considered the whole picture. Not long ago, he hijacked Dr. Franz in the enemy's floating base, and saved Nikolai from many enemies, for such a shame, the Normans could not forget, and Alves was very calm here from beginning to end, indicating that he came prepared, not afraid of the opponent to kill the net, in addition to this bullet that did not sound, and the melee ability that does not need to be shown to outsiders on weekdays, there may be other means, in order to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger...... Weiss could even imagine the smug and playful look on Alves' face if he pulled the trigger at Alves only to find that the gun didn't go off.

Perhaps only such revenge can satisfy their distorted, pitiful self-esteem.

Seeing Weiss slowly lower his gun, Alves narrowed his eyes instead. This subtle expression made him more sure of his analysis and judgment. So, he looked at the scroll on the table again, and quickly changed his posture - re-aiming the muzzle of the gun at his jaw. If the bullet is real, then just pull the trigger at this moment, and you can get yourself off in an instant.

Whether it is self-inflicted wisdom or wisdom in discerning the enemy's tricks will only take a second to verify.

Just as Weiss closed his eyes and was about to pull the trigger, Alves suddenly spoke: "There are no last words to leave for your family?" ”

His tone at this time did not have the coldness and bitterness before, but had a feeling of "his person is dying, and his words are good". Weiss replied "no", opened his eyes suddenly, and threw the pistol at the opponent's head as a hidden weapon, if he hit it this time, he might be knocked unconscious directly. Alves didn't expect Weiss to fight back in such a way, but he reacted quickly enough to avoid the flying pistol with his head off. With ordinary people's dodge skills, he dodged the first blow, and it was too late to dodge the second one - Weiss made a flying pounce, directly knocking him to the ground with a chair. Between the lightning and flint, someone slammed the door and entered, but Weiss was not distracted, he wrapped his elbow around Alves's neck, and slammed his temple with a succession of punches, this kind of brutal means of fighting for life is not uncommon on the battlefield or in the ring, but it is rare in the training ground, Alves was smashed by a prominent background, he resisted desperately, but he had lost his square inch, he grabbed his hands, elbows, and kicks, although he kept attacking Weiss, but it did not have a substantial effect, and he was dragged by Weiss to the corner of the room, with the pen that was originally signed against the eye.

"Put down your gun and get out!" Weiss roared.

The Norman soldiers who rushed in were prepared at first glance, each with a pistol, with a calm expression and a determined gaze, and there was no sign of panic.

Through the window, Weiss saw that the officers and communications corps he had brought with him had been captured by the enemy. If you want to get out of this danger and retreat from the enemy camp, it is now up to you to see the weight of the hostage in the enemy camp.

Alves didn't speak, and the Norman soldiers who broke into the room not only did not retreat, but surrounded them little by little.

At this life-and-death juncture, Weiss's heart was crossed, and his wrist was forced, and the tip of the pen pierced Alves's eyelids, and then he finally howled.

Weiss took advantage of the situation and shouted: "If you don't want your general to become a one-eyed monster, get out of here!" ”

The Normans did not dare to go any further, but they had no intention of withdrawing, so Weiss said to Alves: "I can blind you in one eye, and then you will be blinded in the other, and you will live in darkness for the rest of your life." ”

Just now, Weiss didn't use all his strength, but it had already made Alves feel abnormal pain, whether the vision of this eye would be affected is still unknown, thinking about those poor blind people, he was finally afraid, and shouted at the Norman soldiers in the room: "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

This voice shouted, not only the Norman soldiers who were in a dilemma, but even Weiss breathed a sigh of relief.

When the Norman soldiers left the room, Weiss said, "Now, we can have a good talk, right?" ”

The reason why he said this was to deliberately give Alves hope, so as to lower his sense of resistance, and this guy really "took the bait", gritted his teeth and said: "Say it!" What do you want to talk about? Want the terms of yesterday's negotiations? I said it, that's impossible! ”

Weiss didn't negotiate terms with him, but threw him to the ground with a backhand, grabbed his hands in numbness, pulled out his belt and tied him tightly, turning him into a real hostage.

After being tied, Alves struggled a few times, realized that it was futile, and accepted the reality rationally, and asked Weiss angrily, "How did you know that there was a problem with the bullet?" ”

Weiss observed left and right, and when he confirmed that it was safe, he picked up the pistol that originally belonged to Ze, pulled the bolt, withdrew the bullet that couldn't be fired, and said deliberately: "I didn't know, but your performance is too contrived, think about it, the problem must be here." ”

Thinking that his seamless plan was discovered by his opponent, and it was his own reason, Alves's face turned red and white for a while. At this moment, the two may have remembered the Normans' visit to the Barston Military Academy before the outbreak of the war, when Weiss was able to save face in a war game and prevent the ambitious Normans from achieving a flawless victory.

Looking back, that kind of victory and defeat is only a matter of face, but now the war is raging, the scorched earth is everywhere, countless fresh lives have become cold remnants, victory and defeat, have been countless ordinary families, illustrious families and even hundreds of years of national fortune tightly tied together. Because of this, the soldiers who are still fighting on the battlefield shoulder extremely heavy practical responsibilities and historical missions, and any negligence may trigger an unimaginable chain reaction, especially for a high-ranking and powerful person like Alves......