Chapter 224: The Heavenly Cave Can Be Replenished (5)
Kim Jung-yong's body with his throat slit was thrown off the train by Kim Yan-bai. The pen and fun www.biquge.info the train ran over, and his tall and thin body broke into several knots in the flick of a finger. Then, like the tide of history, the train sped away without any scruples.
"Hey, remember to avoid some people when doing this kind of thing." I pulled the corner of Jin Yanbai's clothes, and out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Kim Il-jeong next door. Perhaps it was because of his composure that Jin Yanbai regained the same way I had when I first met him: bloodthirsty and cruel.
"Wipe the blood clean - ah, General Mark, it doesn't matter," said the KPA soldiers, busy cleaning up the blood stains on the ground, Jin Yanbai closing the window, "traitors deserve to end up like this, don't they?" β
A KPA soldier handed him a towel, which he took and wiped his hands on. The shyness and cowardice when he first took over are gone, and at this moment he exudes a sense of complacency.
Passing through rows of dormitories with complicated minds, in the middle of the third carriage is Jin Yanbai's dormitory. The "leader's dormitory" is no different from other rooms, except that other people's dormitories are for two people, and Jin Yanbai is for one person.
"Two cups of coffee." After sitting down in the "leader's dormitory", Jin Yanbai snapped his fingers out the door. He sat on the bed on the right side, and I pulled over a chair and sat down in front of him and pulled out the map.
"If the Allies do have forces on Giethoorn, we must first wipe them out," I said, pointing to the map, "and Giethoorn is a fortress that cannot be lost." Yuri's forces are crossing the Datong River to attack north, and in this sense, Giethoorn is more than just a headquarters. β
"According to the report of the surface troops, they have begun to arrange according to your proposal," said Kim Yanbai, pointing to the southern part of the Korean city, "The 324th and 325th armies have built a new defensive line on the front, which has stopped Yuri's plan to further expand the beachhead; The 630th and 684th armies began to outflank from both sides, and the 'Seoul' tank brigade was ready. At the sound of an order, the coalition armored group can crush them at any time. β
"No! A third of Pyongyang's troops have already lost their combat effectiveness. If Yuri continues to fight like this, Yuri can afford it, but we can't afford it. What's more, the World Empire does not need to destroy us, even if it blocks the all-out attack of Yuri's forces, the World Empire loses the will to destroy us, and if it turns from offensive to defensive, it will be unfavorable to us. β
Yuri's troops outnumbered the defenders of Pyongyang ten times and even with the addition of inhabitants it reached six times. The number of enemy troops in the sortie was half of Yuri's troops, and this was a rare opportunity to turn defeat into victory. If you don't wipe them all out, it will be even more difficult to fight later.
"The city of Pyongyang must lure the enemy deeper, and before that, it is necessary to occupy Giethoorn Island. Only by controlling the fortress of Giethoorn can the complete encirclement of the river crossing forces of the World Empire be completed," I said, "Is there a map of Giethoorn?" β
"Even if there is, it's very difficult." Jin Yanbai shook his head, sighed to the sky and said, "Ask, do you know Japanese?" β
I speak more languages than the Pyongyang defenders come from. But I just thought to myself, nodding quietly on the surface.
"Then you can take a look at this," Jin Yanbai handed me a document, "You see, among us, who is more suitable for this task?" β
"I believe in the power of man-made gods. Isn't it just 300 Japanese locust troops, ask Ian, Emily, and Chen Tianjie to solve it. β
"By the way," Jin Yanbai called out to me who was about to leave, "take a shower and leave." Of the whole train, only my bedroom had a bathroom. β
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After assigning the task, I went back to my room. Many people have not closed their eyes for a day, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities to sleep later, so we must seize every opportunity to sleep.
After the traitor Zhang Longshan was thrown out of the train, his room was rightfully mine. Lu Yurui's death gave the other guard a sense of danger to everyone, and when he saw me, he was even more respectful, lest he be considered a traitor.
"This is your dormitory," he saluted me straight, and pointed to the bedroom next to him, "I'm Second Lieutenant Li Jingman." You can call me if you need it, and I'll live here. β
"Okay, thank you." I took out a spherical chocolate from my pocket and threw it in Li Jingman's direction, pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom. I don't know the unspoken rules of every place, for example, in the North Korean army, a coin of one ruble is not worth as much as a piece of chocolate.
Li Jingman is a timid guy, but he has the quality of honesty and simplicity, maybe this is the reason why Zhang Longshan didn't corrupt him.
The layout of my bedroom is almost indistinguishable from that of Jinyan Bai. If anything, there was a quilt on the bed, and Ginny sat in front of the bed in a goose-yellow evening dress, and there seemed to be someone lying on the bed.
"It's a misfortune that you're here, little brother," said Ginny with a "shhhh β
"I know," I replied, "you should go and rest for a while, too." The three artificial gods on the train are dispatched, and one artificial god must be left behind, so you and Gerk will have to pay attention. β
Ginny went out with a schadenfreude mood. I glanced at her back before tiptoeing over to Daxia's side.
Her long, fluffy dark red hair resembles black hair, accentuating her fair skin. With those long eyelashes, it forms a shallow shadow under the eyelids, like Cinderella in a fairy tale.
There was a "clang" of the train passing through the tracks, and the dim light was unevenly sprinkled on Daxia's face. I sat down next to her and stroked my hair with my hand over her mouth, leaving Dasha's face completely exposed to me.
She pursed her lips, breathing shallowly, and there were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes. Her brow was still tightly knit and she looked pained.
Truly. There were too many things to do in the past two days, and it was too tiring for Darsha......
If only I could see Darxia's emotions, or have half the emotional intelligence of that Victor. I don't know what kind of dream Darsha is having at the moment, or what is going on in her heart.
Darxia's nightmare can only be dealt with by himself, and it is useless to worry about it. I picked up a quilt from the bed, and I lay on the sofa with my clothes closed to recuperate.
"Jin Yanbai...... I don't know what you're comfortable with......" I said to myself as I lay down, "but I've let you down." β
Within three minutes, I was confused.
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It would be naΓ―ve to think that this strange ability of mine is all there is to it.
Listening to other people's emotions is only a very rudimentary ability, and it is only helpful to get along with people.
Based on the life signals of living beings, the ability to determine the location of the opponent and other detailed information is derived. I didn't need heat, I didn't need sounds or images, I didn't need even the slightest warning, as long as his brain was still active, I knew he was there.
There are also the so-called control abilities and mind-reading skills...... I rarely dare to use these. There are so many ways to test whether a person is mind-controlling, and I don't want to be considered a "mind engineer." β
But what I'm doing now is the most disgusting move of all my abilities. The last time I used it was after rescuing Daxia's injury, but now it is serious.
Instead of imagining the pattern of the key, I began to imagine myself dying. I imagined that all my physiology was slowly disappearing, and my consciousness was gradually disconnected from my body. Imagine that there was darkness in front of you, and a light shone in front of you.
I'm dying...... I hinted to myself......
Until I heard a voice say to me, "You won't die." You will live. β
You won't die, you'll live.
Then I opened my eyes and immediately woke up.
Like last time, only consciousness wakes up. I felt that my soul and body had been separated, and my body was still lying on the couch "closing my eyes and recuperating", and Daxia had just woken up from my sleepy eyes. I felt like I was flying faster than Ian, and any obstacle was useless in front of me......
I've flown out of the surface and on my way to Giethoorn. I can't feel Chen Tianjie, but I can feel the presence of Ian and Emily. At this moment, Ian was carrying Emily to land on the north shore of Giethoorn Island, while Chen Tianjie slowly swam to the south shore of Giethoorn Island. A massacre broke out on Giethoorn Island, and 300 life signals were disappearing one by one.
By the time we arrived at Giethoorn, the slaughter was over. Look at the signs, it was an overwhelming victory, puncture marks and scratches on the throat, a pair of tooth marks side by side, blackened poisonous sores...... Almost every enemy has one of these scars on their body.
The results were unexpected, but it's always good to go above and beyond. I don't know where Chen Tianjie is, as long as I can find Ian and Emily.
The three of them stood on top of the Giethoorn Hotel. Ian smoked silently, and Chen Tianjie and Emily looked at him intently. The difference is that Chen Tianjie's expression is very silent, and Emily has the word "incomprehensible" written all over her face.
"So, what's the reason?" A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Tianjie's eyes, "Because there are a few 'deep-sea sharks' in the sea, are you going to let Comrade Commander and the entire Train Zero wait for your suspicions?" β
"Doubtful?" Ian retorted loudly, "It's a sure fact! You come up from the water, you should know I'm right! What if the ghosts of the deep sea attack the cross-river tunnel? Can you take responsibility for the safety of your comrade commander? β
"What else?" Chen Tianjie asked, "Is it possible to stop train zero?" And there is no other means of transport? β
Emily stood up suddenly, startling Ian and Chen Tianjie next to her.
"What's going on?" Ian asked.
"It's a ghost of the deep!" She shouted in horror, "I feel it, the damn deep sea ghost has destroyed the cross-river tunnel!" β
"Is the information reliable?" Chen Tianjie frowned, thought about it and shut up again.
The scorpion senses vibrations more keenly than instruments, and Emily says yes, there must be.
I woke up from my dream, and the sun shone into the carriage. The dim lights and dark outer walls disappeared, and I was a little uncomfortable with the sudden arrival of spring.
"Are you awake?" A familiar, soft voice came into my ears from above.
Looking up, Darsha had bent down slightly, placing a tray on my lap.
"Haven't you had breakfast yet?" She wore a pink pajama and sat on the edge of the couch smiling.
I really admire Darsha's mental endurance, among the people I know, no matter how big things happened before, the only person who can forget it and smile happily after the night is probably the only one who can forget it and smile happily.
"This will not be available," I said, putting down the rye bread in the wooden bowl and solemnly ordering Darsha, "tell Ginny to go to the Datong River, and ...... There's something particularly annoying in the water. β