Chapter 295: This Is Not the Truth I Want (3)
At the door, I waited for 20 minutes.
I really doubt if I'm crazy enough to wait for Nobron to wait for their driller.
Then I heard movement ahead. Not a sound, it's a few excited life signals.
"Let's hide." I bent down, leaned against my computer desk, and whispered into Darsha's ear.
"What?" Darsha didn't react.
Now is not the time to explain. I picked up Daxia and ran out of the door of the room.
As soon as the door was closed, a strong air current suddenly hit and knocked Daxia and me over.
It's not just us. The entire door of the room where the Iron Curtain device was placed, and the door that even a grenade could not blow up, was also overturned by this wave of air. A wave of heat poured out of the door, as if a freshly fed beast was burping in satisfaction.
"Say......" I heard a voice beneath me, and asked me shyly, "how long are you going to lie down...... I just remembered ......"
Oops! I just remembered that it was like when I fell...... Daxia was pressed underneath the ......
Damn it...... I was so frightened that I jumped up from the ground with a red face, and quickly turned around. I don't want to know which one is redder at the moment, Darsha or Daxia. I don't want to know either.
Back in this dome-shaped roomβwhich is also incorrect, it should be said, where it was once a dome-shaped roomβis now unrecognizable. The Iron Curtain device, which was still flashing with a dark red ball of light just now, had been reduced to a state of parts after being hit by the burrower.
The room was a mess. Except for the drill truck in the middle, nothing intact.
The Iron Curtain device is completely obsolete. The door of the drill truck was slammed open, and a short figure got out of the car. I walked up excitedly.
"Congratulations, Comrade Nobranga," I said, smiling, "you arrived just in time. Now, Yuri can't protect this place anymore. β
Noranga suddenly laughed. I don't know why, but that glimmer of Nobronga's smile just now made my intuition alarm again.
"Indeedβwait a minute......," Noblanca smiled again, then returned to the door, took an object, came out of the car, pointed at me, and said with a sinister grin, "I'll be given such a great and sacred mission as the destruction of Yuri." β
I finally saw it clearly. At this moment, the ...... he was holding in his hand It turned out to be ...... A quadruple-mounted, individual anti-tank bazooka!
"Noblanga!" Darsha shouted angrily, "Do you know what you're doing!" β
"Don't worry, Darsha. All the way from Warsaw, I have always known what I am up against," Noblanca glanced at Darsha, then turned to me, "Don't worry, dear comrade commander." In two hours, I will stand in Yuri's control room and announce to the whole world: the most disgusting terrorist in the human world, Yuri, has brutally murdered our commander, General Mark Yebka. β
"If I'm not mistaken, the following should be: 'But his close comrade-in-arms, Comrade Nobranga, wiped away his tears, avenged his good friend, and finally eliminated Yuri, and made a great contribution to humanity,'" I sneered, "because no matter what, this place will be buried under fire and dust." So no matter what you say, Prime Minister Mosvink will believe it, won't it? β
"Worthy of Comrade Commander," Noblanga's gold-rimmed glasses, reflecting a faint glow in the firelight. I swear, I've never hated this Nepalese short guy so much as I do now. A fake smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed, "It's a pity that you seem to have missed something. β
"I try to stay as calm as possible." Damn it...... I'm going to have to wait a little longer," if you're not in a hurry to kill me." β
"There's a lot of time, and this drill will make up for me," Noblanca still grinned at me, still holding up an anti-tank bazooka half the length of his body, "and I want more than just the hearts of the Storm Team." β
"You want a letter of submission!" I felt a hint of anger rolling like waves in my eyes, "If it weren't for the fact that the coalition higher-ups were so anxious about Yuri, I wouldn't have had a chance to come out with the 'adopted son of Generalissimo Viladimore'!" β
"And I, who has pulled out the thorn in the side of this coalition high-top, will undoubtedly be reused by the Kremlin!" Nobanga's eyes were full of madness, "You know what? Your Excellency, Commander! I've endured enough of you! I don't want to be your foil anymore, I'm going to take your place! β
"Replace me?" I sneered, "Do you really think that anyone can replace me?" Don't you know that it is better for you to be a deputy than a leader? β
"Shut up! You bastard! Norblanca angrily raised the bazooka a little and continued to roar, "Don't look for these crookedness! I know why, because you don't trust me! β
"Noblanca rules, you must be mind-controlled by Yuri!" Darsha couldn't help but interrupt Noblanga's speech, "After the Battle of the Black Forest, do you know how sad Mark is? He told me that you were his best friend! β
"Friends? Come on, what kind of nonsense are you talking about! Nobbon sneered louder, "I'd rather tell the lieutenant than tell me anything big." Morocco that time, on the surface, he lied to everyone; Actually, Mark only lied to me! You never trusted me! In your eyes, I'm a foil. The reason is simple, because I am not suitable to be a pawn for your revenge, and the only ones who can be used as pawns are the descendants of your adoptive father's lackeys! β
"What......" Daxia took a step back in shock, covering his mouth tightly, unable to speak.
"I reckoned ...... You should have more reasons to kill me, right? I sneered, "If I'm not mistaken...... You should have other purposes, such as...... Identity! β
"Identity?" Darsha looked at me in surprise and asked suspiciously, "What identity?" β
"For example...... The one in front of you is not the real Noblanga! I felt my eyes freeze, "If I'm not mistaken, Noblanca did die in the Black Forest, and you're just a substitute for him!" β
"But...... This is indeed ......"
"No, he's not," I sneered, "he's a clone. Although it is very realistic, the fake can only be fake, and he is a product of the Yuri Clone Research Center! β
"What!" I didn't hear Darsh's screams this time. After going through so many things in a while, she probably won't be able to call it out.
"When did you find out?" Hearing that his identity was revealed, Noblanga was not surprised on his face.
"Don't worry, let's talk about you first," I said, "for example...... Aren't you Yuri's puppet? Why are you planning to betray Yuri? β
"Puppet? Who are you talking about? Noblanca sneered and asked, "Do you think I really plan to be a puppet all the time?" Without a consciousness of oneself, forever in a mess as a tool? And then what to do? When you're wiped out, I'll obediently go to the troop recycle bin? Never! If I just abandon the glory and wealth at my fingertips and die without knowing it, I will not be reconciled! β
"Didn't you ask me if Noblanca was dead? Okay, I'll answer you. That guy named Nobranga was transported to another world by time and space to protect you! β
"But he was lucky enough to teleport to the World Throne. Yuri recycled him. And then the clone that was created was me. I should say thank you and go with confidence. The Storm Team is in my hands, and it will be stronger. β
"Bastard......" Darsha trembled and held out his finger, "Comrade Noblanca is not something that can be compared to a man like you who has lost his conscience......"
"Stop talking nonsense!" A fierce look flashed in Noblanga's eyes, "Get out of Makjebka." For the sake of you're a bit of a looker, I might consider taking care of you......"
"You're done talking nonsense, aren't you?" I suddenly asked, "When I'm done, it's time for me to speak." β
"Last words?" Noblanga sneered, "Please, Comrade Commander. This is the last time I'll call you, Comrade Commander. β
And then...... A gunshot rang out from the car, and Noblanga's eyes suddenly froze.
"That's what I'm going to say," I said slowly, looking at the wound on his stomach, "for the rest of my life, remember to mend the corpse." Of course, I know you're too late, because in your ears, there's no difference between a person wearing a psychic shield and a dead person, right? β
Another gunshot, this time in the temple. I couldn't help but sigh softly as I watched Noblanga slowly fall to the ground with unwilling eyes full of unwillingness, blood flowing all over the ground, and a person stepping out of the car.
"Thank you," I said, taking Granzangm's hand firmly, "thanks to you." β
"Seriously...... I was really surprised when you asked me to test Nobronga's somatic cells when I was in London," said Granzangm, "and I didn't expect it...... He's really ......."
I was also surprised...... The day before I went to Morocco, when I saw a note saying "The number of somatic cells in Nobron is too far from normal".
Finally, I hugged Granzang and said to him, "Thank you very much." β
As I watched him drive away, Darsh tried to grab my arm, and I pulled it out and gave her a gentle hug.
"Don't be afraid, the war is almost over," I said softly, "and three hundred meters further east is Yuri's last stronghold here." Once you get there, this nightmare will come to an end. β
I gently withdrew the dagger from my sleeve. If Gran Zangmu had just planned to have a praying mantis catch cicada and yellow finch behind, or sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, I would have dealt with them together.
In all fairness, the road is not long. What really wondered to me was why none of those damn Yuri troops had ever stopped me.
It's like...... It's like it's dead.
I didn't think much of it. Standing in the doorway of the room, which is said to release a large amount of "space-time energy fluctuations", the first thing I saw when I pushed the door opened was Yuri sitting behind a glass table in the middle with a glass of vodka.
"Yuri?" I asked uncertainly.
"Good evening, Makjebka. My child," Yuri chuckled, "I've been wondering what it will be like to be reunited. I didn't expect to wait so long. β
Reunion...... The moment the word was about to enter my mind, I felt a chill in my back, and the gun in my hand was pulled away by a cold little hand.
Threatened with a gun pointed at his back...... I seem to ...... I haven't felt like this yet......
"Daxia...... It's you! "I feel incredible. Turning my head slightly, I let out an angry roar, "You...... You betrayed me too! β
"I'm sorry," Yuri said to me with a chuckle, "to be on the safe side...... I had to make this decision. But that's fine, at least you won't interrupt me, will you? β