Getting Darsha off the torture rack ran into a little trouble. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBecause her upper body is almost naked, if you don't look at her body, you will accidentally touch the parts that you shouldn't touch.

As soon as she untied Daxia, she first pushed me, and then suddenly hugged me and cried, which made me a little embarrassed and a little ...... Distressed......

"There's someone else." I whispered.

It didn't work, and Darsha cried even harder. The other person in the corner—a ten-year-old girl in a floral dress—was now covering her mouth and snickering.

"Thank you." She blushed and whispered.

"Hee-hee, this big sister is funny," the little girl interjected with a smile, "such an adult, and crying like a child, so ashamed." ”

"Who is this?" Darsha looked at the little girl suspiciously. She gently put her hand on her chest and said with a smile, "Big sister, can you let that big brother avoid it?" Comrade Doctor went a bit too far and branded my number in a more private location. ”

Darsha subconsciously covered her chest, and I turned my head in embarrassment, and there was a sound of changing clothes behind me (I really wanted to turn my head to look).

Turning back two minutes later, Daxia had already picked up a few lingerie and Allied coats to put on. Allied uniforms are looser, but more beautiful than those of the Allied forces.

"Anyway...... That one...... Comrade Emily," Darsh said, holding her head in one hand, and remembered for a moment before she first woke up from a dream, "her number is strange. It seems to be ...... A golden scorpion ......"

I glanced at the little girl named Emily and said, "A scorpion is lying on the ground in a huddle, with a tail curling out of the right and reaching into the air?" ”

Darsha nodded. "Almost......" she suddenly realized something and glared at me, "Wait, how do you know?" Did you just peek at it? ”

"Boom-" I tapped Darsh on the head and retorted, "Haven't you been to the Warsaw Allied Archives?" ”

Darsha sighed lightly and sat down in the chair next to him, covering his head. I suddenly felt a little guilty: she had just been tortured, and I had knocked my head again......

"So, what should I call you?" Comrade Huang'? I turned to look at Emily, who was full of blonde hair. She was playing with her ponytail, and the long "magic sword" stretched out from behind her buttocks.

"Ah, the vitality is so tenacious." Emily dragged her tail almost as long as her body to the black man's side. The black soldier was hopeless, but he still held on, and the desire to survive and fear in his eyes were gradually growing.

"I've heard that your Middle Eastern golden scorpion toxins can drive people crazy," I said with a frown, "and now five minutes have passed, and he's still dying. ”

Emily frowned, leaned down and said to him, "Uncle, praise me for being cute, and I'll make him less painful." Otherwise, the big brother hit the lung...... You're going to have a long time to spare. ”

The black man spat viciously and spit in Emily's face. This guy is finished, according to the character of the remade man...... I think I've seen it.

Surprisingly, Emily wasn't angry. She gently wiped the saliva on her face, and continued to sigh with a hippie smile: "I still wanted to let my uncle go, but uncle, you are still so stubborn when you die." In that case, you're welcome......"

I grabbed Darsha's shoulders and turned her head in the opposite direction, covering her eyes.

"What are you doing...... Don't make a fuss......" Strangely, there was no anger in Darsha's tone.

"Because it might be a little disgusting later."

……

"So...... Weren't you born in a coalition country? Darsha asked Emily, who stuck out her tongue and grinned in retort, "Big sister is a strange question." What do you mean by 'not born in a coalition country', is the big sister a citizen who looks down on us in the Italian Dark Republic? ”

According to the London Treaty, Italy had joined the coalition forces (except for the main powers, there was not much left of the Allied camp's control). Even the major countries have ceded a lot of their territory). But it is customary for us to think of the new members as "Allied countries".

I felt a chill that was stronger than when I heard Emily call herself "cute". She's not a psychic blocker, and she doesn't wear a psychic shield, but her mind is harder to guess than a psychic blocker.

Speaking of which...... Re-creating people are like that, right?

"By the way, Comrade Emily, you were ...... before you were born again Wait, where is this direction going? Darsha frowned, suddenly realizing that something wasn't right, "Isn't the bunker hall supposed to go in the opposite direction?" ”

"Bunker Hall? Is Big Sister a military man? Emily laughed as if she had heard a strange joke, and it took a long time for her to explain, "There are 25 enemies and hundreds of hostages in the room, and going to the hall is no different from sending them to death." ”

"By the way, who were you before?" I coldly asked, "I can't think of any other Girl Scouts than the Storm Team." ”

At the mention of the past, Emily's mood suddenly darkened. Another one touching on something sad?

"I'm sorry," I added softly, "I forgot, re-engravers don't like to talk about the past. ”

"Big brother has met other re-creators?" Emily looked surprised, "What's the number?" ”

"One, ten, oh yes, and seventeen." I took a breath and ignored Emily's shocked gaze. Every time I put in a number, the incredulity in Emily's eyes increased by one point.

Fortunately, the third one was not as shocked as the first two, otherwise Emily's eyes would have popped out. "Impossible," she said to herself, "how so?" There was no Mediterranean languid soothing voice in his voice, and he suddenly became very serious.

"What's wrong?" I was surprised and asked, "It's not unusual to see a few more re-creators, right?" ”

"Of course not," Emily said in a deep tone as she suddenly recovered from her shock, her eyes narrowed, "but if that's the case...... As far as I know, there are more than ...... in this city of Pyongyang."

Before I could finish speaking, there was a fierce gunfire from the front, "I'll talk about it later," I quickly raised my gun and entered the combat state, "Look at what's going on in front of you." But when I looked back, I saw that Emily was in a daze, and she had no intention of fighting.

"What's wrong?" I asked, frowning.

She slowly looked up and smiled at me. "It's okay big brother, your worries are a little unnecessary," she said, "It's good luck, I didn't expect to meet another 'former Twelfth Re-Creator' over there." ”

Her gaze met mine. I was amazed to see the change in her pupils. Similar to the last shot of the recreated man in the video I saw in the United States many years ago, a glowing red star appeared in the pupils. It's just that the man's pupils are a pentagram with one horn facing down, and Emily is a pentagram facing up.

Three seconds later, two life signals of intense fear flew through the hallway, followed by a large white net. The screams were dragged behind by the two Allied soldiers who flew by, echoing through the corridors. After the loud bang, the screams and the two life signals came to an abrupt end, causing the nearby Allied forces to converge around the area.

Turning a corner, I saw Jin Yanbai. At this moment, he looked haggard and tired, and the black clothes on his body were changed into a coalition soldier's uniform. He also held a white silk thread and hung a struggling Allied soldier through a fluorescent lamp. Seeing us coming, Jin Yanbai added a force to his hand, and the allied soldier kicked his legs and died immediately.

"I'm sorry...... Comrade Mark......" he said with a tired smile, "I didn't run away on purpose...... I ran away because ......"

"I understand," I held up a hand and motioned for him to stop, "I understand your feelings. What's more, we don't have time to review the meaningless. ”

Jin Yanbai was puzzled for a while, and then showed a look like he had just woken up from a dream. Looking at Emily next to me, and then at Darxia, he looked up and asked Emily and me, "You guys should feel it too, right?" ”

Emily nodded and said, "Indeed." The disturbance of the air flow by hundreds of people was so severe that the disgusting stench of puppet soldiers could be smelled from afar. ”

"Wait a minute," Darsha looked at the two of them in shock, "you mean ...... Can you locate the enemy's position with your senses alone, even without the help of instruments? ”

"Is it difficult?" A familiar voice came from overhead, and Jin Yanbai and Emily assumed a combat posture in unison. I put my hand on their shoulders and said, "My own people." Then again, Pyongyang is so lively. The latter sentence is addressed to the person on the head.

The isolation net of the vent above his head was pushed down, and it was Chen Tianjie who landed next.

Anyone who falls from a height of three meters will cry out in pain. But Chen Tianjie stood up as if nothing happened, glanced at the others, and saluted me.

"Let me introduce, this is another of your kind, Comrade Chen Chen Tianjie, Viper Gene," I am extremely pleased, "As Pyongyang's third 'former No. 12 recreated man', your combined combat strength can crush Pyongyang, not to mention the allied forces in the bunker." ”

"It's not the third, it's the fourth," Jin Yanbai corrected, "I have another one here." ”

That's when I noticed that there was a scarred girl on his back. Although Daxia was also tortured, he was at least able to act with us; The girl's injuries were even more severe, and she was even in a coma.

"That's not four," Chen Tianjie said coldly, "If my heat sense judgment ability is not wrong, I'm afraid there is another kind of person in the bunker." ”

"That's a lot of fun," Jin Yanbai teased, "snakes, spiders, scorpions, and geckos on my back...... If the remaining comrade represented the 'toad', it would be very lively. ”

"Why?" Emily asked, puzzled, "Is there any subtle meaning hidden in this?" ”