Qin Wuyang asked the government and military intelligence agencies that provided assistance to help him and the butterfly go to the junction with a light and flexible vehicle. But he found that the car he was offered had actually exceeded his needs--- it was not a solar-electric car at all, but a fossil fuel-burning car produced before the end of the old era, a good thing that could reach speeds of up to 200 kilometers per hour with full drive.

There are not many vehicles going to the Alashankou area, so Qin Wuyang first drove the car into the fast lane, and then let the car body remember the speed of 140 kilometers per hour and move forward smoothly. At this rate, they could arrive before midnight and then take advantage of the cover of night to get into their intended position--- if everything went according to plan.

Thinking of this, Qin Wuyang couldn't help but think of another part of the plan, so he said to the butterfly when he overtook his head sideways:

"Look at the back, do you get what we need?"

The female agent of the federal government turned her head to look back, and what appeared in her field of vision were two weapon cases and two large bags. One by one--- she brought them over and inspected them, and each of the weapons case contained a KRX-VEC submachine gun with a powerful Teflon muffler, optical sight and laser sight. This submachine gun with a countervailing device does not raise its muzzle when strafing at a rate of fire of 800 rounds per minute, and weighs just 3 kilograms.

"It's finally not for Lao Tzu to go to war with a water gun," when Butterfly showed the gun to Qin Wuyang, the veteran of the former Black Ops Team of the Federal Army Intelligence Agency shouted happily, but he glanced at the parts that had obviously been dust-proofed and cooled down and looked at Butterfly, "The next thing is war, are you okay?" ”

"I'm not just going to work in an urban environment." The butterfly pursed her lips.

"There is no such thing as Mr. James Almighty."

"I didn't say that, either."

After choking Qin Wuyang's words, Butterfly then opened the armed backpack--- Saito got everything they needed--- 30 and 80 refill magazines for submachine guns, old-fashioned night vision devices, binoculars, thermal imaging equipment, a full set of camouflage suits, and specially treated anti-nuclear explosion jamming radios.

"It's all there." Butterfly nodded.

"Check the model and anti-jamming modification again." Qin Wuyang told again uneasily, there is a reason for giving up the integrated personal combat terminal. That place is still in a state of foggy interference because of the particle tide that swept the earth's circle before and the interference station before, and even if there is no interference, this time the area will be covered by strong interference, so some advanced things are useless, but the old antiques can come out to breathe again.

"No problem." The butterfly checked and answered in the affirmative.

"Where's the magazine?"

"Loaded."

"Then you listen to music and go to sleep."

The butterfly turned on the music, leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes, and after a few minutes she fell asleep, leaving only the deafening melody of the Götterdämmerung echoing in the car. Qin Wuyang drove forward like a statue, and didn't move his head until the butterfly suddenly opened her eyes and woke up like a sleeping Valkyrie hearing the cry of the dead. By this time, the speed had slowed to less than 40 kilometers per hour, and they had left the main road, the winding road was pitch black, and the dome of the mosque and the faint lights in the distance could occasionally be seen. The roadside is mostly sparse pine forests left over from the Gobi greenery, and poplars and other drought-tolerant modified plants form the absolute main force.

Before driving on a gravel road that stretched out into the sky, Qin Wuyang stopped the car, and then slipped out of the car like a ghost with a butterfly and slid into the not-so-high forest.

The clouds drifted over with the howling of the wind, flying to the other end of the mountain, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on the sparse trees and the desolate Gobi in the distance, falling into a frightening darkness and emptiness. Nature is dark and terrifying, and in the woods, the moonlight glows faintly through the branches that twist into the sky, revealing a terrifying mystery everywhere. This scenery reminds Qin Wuyang of the spiritual contradictions of human beings that a professor at the University of Victoria talked to him at a tea party when he lived in seclusion on that island: nature, with its inherent contradictions--- love and coldness, mystery and openness, has shaped the spiritual world of human beings. The professor said that by understanding the cold and mysterious side of the human spirit, one can understand how human beings, who have created so many wonderful literary arts, are constantly falling into madness and supporting madness.

When the butterfly found that Qin Wuyang's gaze revealed a trance and cold mystery, she couldn't help asking:

"Are you alright?"

She'd seen this kind of gaze before, and it was a gaze that made her tremble.

"I'm fine."

"That's good, we're almost there."

Qin Wuyang, who had been staring at the watch that calculated the distance, saw Sarah. Thompson told her about the fork in the road, so Qin Wuyang and Butterfly walked to the fork in the road on the left, and then reached the established safe path point after a difficult climb. Then, Qin Wuyang watched the butterfly skillfully insert the magazine, open the safe, pull the bolt back, and send the bullet to the chamber--- so he nodded with satisfaction.

But he soon saw the butterfly coil up his shoulder-length hair and hold it in place with a nice hairpin, and his brow furrowed again:

"You bring a hairpin?"

"What, can't you?"

"Okay, whatever you want." Qin Wuyang shrugged helplessly, he felt that this was one of the "stinky problems of girls" that he couldn't understand, and he rarely made the mistake of "explain to me why" in this regard.

The two unfolded the waterproof map, checked it and followed the instructions of the compass and the starlight indicator, and after a lot of rough roads, they crossed a dry waterway and stopped in front of a low bush, both of them stopped to catch their breath, during which they stopped for a few minutes to listen to the movements around them, and to avoid some rudimentary but effective traps, which consumed some stamina.

"LOOK AT THE WAY YOU LIFT THOSE TRAPS, THE WAY YOU'RE BACK IN SHAPE, SHOULD I CALL YOU TED TONIGHT?" Looking at Qin Wuyang, who was holding a dissolved trap in his hand and throwing it up, the butterfly made a fuss.

Of course, Teddy here doesn't refer to the cuteness or size of the guy in front of her--- TED is the nickname given to him in their circle, the full name is Terrifying-Explosive-Detonator (Horror Detonator), which is used to describe what Qin Wuyang is best at--- explosives, especially explosives traps.

In this regard, Qin Wuyang, who was kneeling down on one knee in front of the dwarf bushes, was noncommittal, he threw those pull rings again, and then did not pick them up, and then the hand that threw the pull ring turned over and pressed it down gently.

Realizing that Qin Wuyang had entered a state, the butterfly did not speak again, she silently pulled the mask and then followed Qin Wuyang to lie down, and then crawled into the low bushes like wriggling invertebrates, and the two of them crawled slowly inside for the purpose of not shaking the bushes as much as possible, until they climbed to the edge of a rock.

Almost 200 meters in front of them, he could see the outline of an old ranger station with a low roof, obviously an old forest ranger station with a windproof design, and on the right side of the house, he could see an outhouse, which Qin Wuyang knew was the equipment room before. A thin layer of smoke came out of the chimneys of the houses. They remained motionless in the darkness of the bushes.

Qin Wuyang turned on the switch of the automatic adsorption night vision device and began to observe. About 100 meters to his right, on the top of the low knoll, in a strange light, he saw that something seemed to be moving, but after paying attention to it, he realized that it was nothing, so he continued to turn his head and scan the surroundings. Eventually, he found a protruding mountain structure covered with vegetation on the ridge of a small hill, which was so high and obscured by vegetation that it was an excellent hiding place to see most of the place below. So Qin Wuyang made a gesture for the butterfly to follow, and then began to touch it.

They advanced in the shadows, even if they needed to cross the open field, they quickly did not panic, and then quickly entered the cover of the shadows again, they quickly approached the ideal location, and then Qin Wuyang slowly lay on the ground again, signaling the butterfly to stop advancing.

So the female agent of the Federation stopped, and watched with her gun in front of her as she squirmed forward like a snail. After Qin Wuyang crawled for a distance, he turned on the thermal imager, an instrument that can be sensitive to temperatures that are less than one degree Fahrenheit, and can even detect the heat emitted by the decay of leaves, so a slight light representing the heat source in the field of vision attracted Qin Wuyang to the past. After confirming that there was no mechanism underground through the distribution of heat sources in the soil layer, Qin Wuyang maintained the posture of lying flat on the ground, stretched out his hand without twisting, and gently tapped the ground with his fingers a few times before reaching under the soil.

"That's it." Qin Wuyang made a barely audible sound.

The two of them quickly climbed to their chosen hiding spot--- which not only had a good view, but was also obscured by a rock structure further above, and they could not be spotted if anyone walked on the top of the mountain, and the combination of camouflage suits and bushes made it impossible to detect them from a distance.

"What kind of trap was just that?" After the butterfly lay down, she set up the gun again and again and asked softly.

"Explosion, connected to the rock on the head," Qin Wuyang's finger pointed up slightly, "disguised as a poisonous spike trap, but the pressure signal detonator is below." ”

Butterfly nodded, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning at this time, and the female agent kept in mind the principle of investigation and said to Qin Wuyang:

"I slept in the car, I'll be on duty first."

The former veteran of the Federal Army didn't say a word, just stretched out a finger, and then curled up again, and the butterfly nodded to show that he understood--- which meant to sleep for an hour and a half.

After receiving a positive reply from the butterfly, Qin Wuyang put down the submachine gun flatly, his face was pressed to the ground, and the whole person fell asleep lying on the ground as if he was lying on a bed. The butterfly turned on its night vision and began to scan its surroundings.

Considering that Qin Wuyang was highly concentrated and nervous and excited all the way on the road, the butterfly let him sleep for thirty more minutes, until just two hours later, she heard the sound of gentle footsteps, so she gently touched Qin Wuyang, Qin Wuyang immediately opened his eyes, slowly propped up his body, and slightly supported his body like a ghost peeled from the soil.

He turned on the thermal imaging instrument, and when he aimed at the bush more than 20 meters to the right of the protruding structure where they were lurking, Qin Wuyang saw what he was looking for--- there were a total of ten people, in the field of vision of thermal imaging, they were moving forward like phantoms moving in the fog, but after paying attention to their movements, Qin Wuyang couldn't help but scold:

"A wide lake, cut to death Ge Shuli...

Ignoring the butterfly's puzzled gaze, Qin Wuyang continued to observe, these guys who moved without noticing the branches and the frequency of their steps were holding weapons in a posture ready to shoot, moving from cover to cover, one of the guys gesturing commanded the others, they quickly hid and entered their respective positions on the plain. Qin Wuyang noticed that they were all deployed in the position facing the forest ranger and the road leading to the forest ranger.

After marking their weapons, Qin Wuyang touched the butterfly:

"Basque. Aum's people? ”

"Well, what now?"

"Wait for the big drama to begin."

So the two of them remained silent until a fish belly white appeared on the horizon, and in the dim light of dawn, Qin Wuyang turned on the night vision device with a shimmer magnification function again, and finally saw clearly the weapons and outfit of a guy lying in the grass near the abandoned tilling equipment--- also full of camouflage, but with an assault rifle.

After discovering this, Qin Wuyang immediately retracted and signaled the butterfly to remain as hidden as possible. So the two stayed in high seclusion until the sun rose above the horizon when they heard a faint sound from below, the sound of extremists in the ranger's house. Qin Wuyang raised his head again and opened his telescope after hearing the sound of the gate.

In the field of vision marked by the marked line, Qin Wuyang saw three people walk out, and then three more people immediately followed, they were smoking together and talking about something, five of them were equipped with old M-X6 assault rifles from the former Atlantic Federation, and one of them was also carrying an M-X03 grenade launcher, and this guy also had at least 8 rounds of 40mm grenades on his ammunition belt. However, Qin Wuyang quickly focused his attention on the sixth person, this guy was carrying the RPX-7 bazooka of the old man Gelian, and the aluminum cover and safety had been opened, and he could rain dangerous rockets hundreds of meters away at any time.

Qin Wuyang was surprised to see that this group of guys didn't seem to be aware of their awareness after smoking, so he diverted his attention and began to observe other positions and arrangements.

He quickly found a dangerous but safe way forward, using the dry irrigation system below and the vegetation cover next to him, he was able to get closer to the target--- Qin Wuyang, who decided to act, immediately showed Butterfly his plan of action with gestures, and Butterfly nodded in understanding. So Qin Wuyang lay on the ground again and began to move slowly, but the butterfly noticed that Qin Wuyang's back was slightly undulating a few times before making a move before he moved.

She held back her curiosity, until after a while, Qin Wuyang's voice came from the communicator:

"In place."

"What was going on just now?"

"What, how?"

"That convulsive few deep breaths before you start moving."

Qin Wuyang was silent for a long time, and just when the butterfly gave up hearing the answer, a voice came from the communicator:

"Haven't you always wondered why my former unit was called [Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do], which is also known as the Seven-Tone Squad?"

"Are you going to tell me?"

"It's not because there are only seven people, it's not because of the music, it's because of the musical feelings, from 1 to 7 means that we can calm down with all our strength in a few breaths and take a deep breath to do the next thing--- whether it's a satisfying shot, or pressing a button, that's for each of us... [Pulse] ... ”

"I always thought you were called Soprano Do because you were the youngest...

"No, it's just because I take the longest time, 7 breaths."

"It's a feeling of being a hero shattered."

"I'm not a hero, I'm not dead or locked up, I wasn't in the past, and I don't plan to be in the future...

"Why are you telling me now...

"In the world where I existed before, the name was meaningless, but now I want you to remember the correct history."

"You..."

"Orm's men and Bruce's men have moved!"

Under the morning sun, the two groups of people with their own purposes respectively touched the place they thought was the best, while Qin Wuyang lay on the ground, calmly observing through the scope.

(To be continued)

(There are two chapters ending in addition to this--- the end of destruction, between affection)