The war that had been going on for several hours was still going on, but compared to the rain of bullets at the beginning, the battle at this time was completely reduced to a fighting phase of will.

And there is a small area in the battlefield that is relatively empty, and the cadres and members of both sides will subconsciously leave there. Not only because it was the place where the bosses of the two sides were fighting, but also because they were afraid that they would die in the aftermath of their battle.

Trembling as he scrambled to his feet, the pain of his injuries distorted and grim on Calando's face. Almost exhausted, he struggled several times to thrust the longboat firmly into the blood-stained ground, and used it as a fulcrum to keep standing.

At this time, Carlando was already exhausted, and the large and small wounds on his body were still oozing blood. But he knew he had to stand! Like a banner symbolizing victory, give hope to the subordinates who are still fighting bloodily!

"Hiss......"

Unlike when I felt out of order during a life-and-death fight, the injuries all over my body exploded after calming down, and the indescribable pain penetrated into every corner, and soon the pain convulsed slightly.

"I'm so tired......"

Feeling the exhaustion of his body, Carlando was about to reach out and squeeze the wound, trying to keep his senses awake with pain, only to find that he had no control over his limbs.

In desperation, Callando could only stiffly turn his head to observe the battlefield, hoping to divert his attention so that he would not faint on the battlefield.

Carlando first saw seven or eight corpses around him, both enemies and his own men. These men died in the aftermath of their own battle with Warneck, most of whom were killed by their own wind blades.

Looking at the several subordinates who were mistakenly killed by himself, although Calando couldn't name each of them, after all, the overseer had taught him for five months, and his face would feel familiar.

In the past two years, he has basically practiced all the members of the "Split Sky", and he still remembers the scene of their sweat vividly......

"Sorry......"

After entering the most intense battle with the enemy Warneck, Carlando didn't care about restraining his abilities, and he attached a lethal and terrifying wind blade to every move!

Then he looked far away, observing the battle situation of his men with the eyesight that grew as he became more physical. All you saw was weapons scattered everywhere and painfully twisted corpses, strewn blood dotted on them.

Well? What is that? Carlando suddenly saw a familiar and immature face, and after repeated confirmation, he realized that it was the child who could not afford the medical bills.

At this moment, his body was already cold, and there were three weapons pierced in his lower abdomen and back. Beside him were the bodies of seven or eight members of the Calamity, one of whom had a knife at his throat and the handle of the knife still in his hand.

"Shall we all perish......"

Is this repaying my kindness? Carlando looked at the stiff smile on his face, and his face suddenly became ugly, and the excitement and joy that still existed in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Somehow, Carlando came to the child step by step with the help of the longboat, and with a trembling hand he reached out and closed his eyes that seemed to be filled with conviction.

"Or am I not strong enough...... Not strong enough......"

First, he slowly pulled the weapon out of his body, and Carlando was afraid that one would accidentally hurt him again. Then he briefly sorted out the "cracked" uniform on his body, but when he tried to wipe the blood from his face, he found that his hands were full of blood.

Retracting his hand and standing up, Calando looked at the corpse-strewn battlefield with deep eyes.

……

"Boss? Top dog? ”

When Carrando opened his eyes, he was a little dazed, and then remembered that he was still on the battlefield and was about to get up to observe the situation around him, but he saw the familiar ceiling.

"Boss! It's good that you're okay! We won! ”

"Did you win? That's good. ”

Callando looked at Traore, who was wrapped in bandages, and couldn't help but smile, You are alive and well.

"What is the situation of the cadres and members? How many people have we died? ”

"I'm sorry boss, but I haven't counted the specific situation yet. But ......"

"But what?"

Carlando looked at Traore, who had a sad face, and suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"But I know that Babarji's top cadres and Kandia are dead...... sacrificed. ”

"Is that so......"

Although Calando was calm on his face, he wanted to hold a knife and cut anything, anything! Well? It was only then that he realized that he seemed to be holding something in his hands.

"Knives?"

Carlando was surprised to see the longboat he was holding in his hand, and he didn't understand that it was still in his hand after being carried to the bedroom for help.

"Boss, that's right. When we found you at the end of the war, you fainted while standing with your knife. Originally, we wanted to take the knife down, but we found that you held the knife tightly even if you were unconscious, so you didn't forcibly take it away. ”

"I see, you put the knife away."

Motioning for Traore to put the longboat back into the scabbard on the table, Carlando then remembered Alimu and Pineda.

"What about Alimu and Pineda's top cadres? If the two of them are injured, they can't handle the overall situation? ”

"Alimu's top cadre is relatively better injured, and he is dealing with post-war affairs."

"yes, I see."

……

"Alimu, let's talk about our personnel losses."

Calando sat in a wheelchair and looked at the cadres who could be present with a faint gaze and said. At this time, the conference hall was much more empty than before, and some of them could still come, while others could no longer come.

"Before the civil war, there were three top cadres, and now there are two, and the top cadres of Babarji have died! There are 10 senior cadres, and now there are six, senior cadres of Hu Ji and senior cadres of Clay...... Sacrifice! There are 50 middle-level cadres, and now there are 22, and Mark is a middle-level cadre...... Sacrifice! There are 100 ordinary cadres, and now there are 48 ordinary cadres...... Sacrifice. ”

Alimu's face was gloomy and he pronounced one familiar name after another, and the atmosphere in the entire conference hall seemed to be cold.

"Generous burial, and bereavement compensation in accordance with the rules."

Kalando said to Alimu with a calm face, but his deep eyes paused as he swept over Emma, who looked like a lost soul.

"After quickly dealing with the affairs on the island, they are ready to take over the new land immediately, and they can't let their efforts go in vain."

"If there is resistance on the way, give up the retreat first and do not incur new casualties. After we finish cultivating, we will settle accounts in unity! ”

"Also, hang Warneck's body on the harbor of Split Sky Island! This is what happens after the damage "Split"! ”

"Yes."

This battle also made Alimu know the importance of strength, and his thoughts about being the leader faded. Even if he is now himself, he is dead against the "wolf-hearted" Warneck.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this will be the most tragic battle of the Split Sky! From now on, we will be invincible! ”

Because I'm going to be strong, very strong!