Verse 182: Intertwined Fates (3)
"Your Excellency, I saw the fire, it should be the fire of the muzzle!" The sound of a child behind him made Marlin pause, and he turned his head with some difficulty, and saw Kane, the child, holding a pot against his head, noticing Marin's gaze, and the little cub grinned, and at the same time the strip that had been coded in Marlin's visual senses hung from his nostrils.
It's like myself back then.
This little bastard, Marin took out a handkerchief to wipe his nose away: "Where is the fire?" β
"When we came, there was the ruins of a small three-story building on the side of the road, and the fire was at the top of the place, near the window." After Kane finished speaking, he looked at Marin and said apologetically, "Excuse me, Your Excellency, I soiled your handkerchief." β
"Nothing." Marlin was going to put away the handkerchief, such a cub, Marlin didn't feel dirty.
"Your Excellency, leave it to me, and I'll wash it and return it to you." Kane looked at Marin with anticipation in his eyes, but he didn't stretch out his hand, obviously waiting for Marin's decision.
This made Marin feel very fond of this child - it seems that if it were not for the war and the family fled south, this Kane was obviously also a sensible child of a rich family.
So he handed the handkerchief to the child, who took it and stuffed it into his pocket.
"You hide here and don't move, wait for me to come back." Confess, lest this little cub run with him again, Marin turned his head to look at the old bishop of the God of War Church: "The other party is on the third floor, I will take someone to touch it, and you let other people hide." β
After saying that, Marin turned his head, and the veteran, who happened to poke out half of his head from the bunker, raised his hand: "Take me, Your Excellency, my marksmanship is good." β
"Okay, take you, I need a few more people." After Marin finished speaking, he looked at the heads poking out of the bunker on his side and smiled: "Those who have guns raise their hands, and those who don't have put their heads away." β
So this time there were a lot fewer heads, and the rest of them raised their hands and their guns very cooperatively.
Marin picked three with revolvers and a double-barreled shotgun: "Do you know the way here?" β
"I know." Kane was eager to try it on the sidelines, and then was vetoed by the five adults: "Your Excellency, we all know this piece well. β
"Wait for me here." Marin looked at Kane and nodded, and then left with the people.
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Walking down the alley, since the citizens in this area were more familiar, Marin also came to the ruins under their guidance, and the fact that he could not hear a sound did not mean that there was no one, and as soon as Marin leaned against the wall, before his hand could be stretched out, he received the bayonet drawn by the veteran from the bayonet scabbard at his waist.
"Familiar?" Marin asked with a smile.
"No, I'm usually the guy who gets the gum out of the company commander's mouth." The veteran said with some nostalgia: "Speaking of which, it's been ten years since I was retired, I'm sorry, we don't have chewing gum here." β
"It's okay, sometimes the technique works." Marin took the mirror handed to him by the veteran, and used the gluing technique of the zero-ring trick to inorganically connect the mirror with the bayonet, and then handed it out of the wall: "No cannon or anything." β
When he said this, Marin suddenly remembered the past, when he went to the movies, the American imperialist's saving soldier Ryan, the same situation, except that Chaos has no machine guns, and there are no craters and barbed wire here: "You two, run through the streets, fast." β
Marin reached out and patted the two young men behind the veteran, they nodded, Marin poked his head out and looked: "Run!" Then he quickly retracted his head with a piercing malice, and a bullet hit the wall.
Two young men ran quickly across the street, and they leaned against the wall next to the street.
"There is only one shooter." The veteran took the mirror that Marin gave him, handed it out of the corner and looked at it: "That guy is on the third floor, I can't see his people, he happens to have a shelter there, the sun is moving westward, it's dark, but I can see the barrel of the gun." β
"This guy is prepared, so we're going to do it next." Marin said as he pulled a veteran illusion: "You go out after your illusion, and then I will follow you and get ready." β
"Your Excellency, what should we do with the two of us?" The young man asked, a little confused.
"You go back to the avenue from here, he only has one man or only one gun, attention should be on our side, you come to the south side of the street, remember to be careful." After Marin finished speaking, he poked his head out again, and then quickly retracted, and the illusion of operation immediately rushed out.
Shots rang out, bullets piercing through the illusion.
The veteran and Marin ran quickly through the street, and as they reached the wall, he saw the two young men leave the corner.
"Next is our move, go, pay attention." Marin finished speaking, and walked to the front of the line, maybe there was only one shooter, maybe he would think that there would be someone in the corner, but he wouldn't wait too long, so he had to hurry over and get ahead of him.
The veteran followed Marin with his hunting rifle - a reward that the veteran received when he was discharged, a hunting rifle with a standard barrel, military caliber, which was a tribute to all veterans who survived the service period.
He followed Marin to a position very close to the ruins, and when he saw Marin leaning against the wall, he immediately squatted to the side and took a mirror to look at the alley between the two small buildings: "Your Excellency, I can't see anything, but we need grenades." β
"There are no grenades, but we have this." Marin raised his hand, and a blazing fireball formed in his hand, and Marin threw the thing into the alley.
Two seconds later, flames erupted from the alley, with a non-human scream.
The veteran waited until the fire had passed, and then leaned out of the mirror again: "There are two other humanoid objects burning on the ground. β
"That's right, I'll take the lead, veteran, you follow me, you two help us watch the back." Marin said as he slapped them with a psychic protection.
This technique sounds like Ma Lin is not good at protecting the technique, but it is actually an auxiliary technique, so Ma Lin's mental protection is in place, and one of the young people felt the difference as soon as he received the technique: "I seemed to hear a whisper just now, but as soon as I get your technique, I can't hear it." β
"Very well, this is definitely a chaotic abode, be careful." Marin said as he walked down the alley to one of the entrances to the ruins.
"Your Excellency, be careful of the backflow."
"yes, so this time we're using this." Pulling out two stun bombs from his space pocket and placing one in his breast pocket, Marlin pulled open the safety ring of the other, let go of his hand, and waited for two seconds for the safety latch to pop open, then dropped it in.
With a gentle movement, the stun bomb exploded as it reached the top of its upward trajectory, and Marin raised his shotgun and walked into the first floor, knocking over the man who was covering his head and eyes, but holding the gun in his hand.
Then he turned the gun and knocked the kid on the side to the ground with the butt of the gun: "Safety." β
"Safety." The veteran walked over, and he checked the bottom of the table: "Your Excellency, how can you make sure that there is no one under the table?" β
"I kicked the shock bomb body in, and it seemed like it had penetrated something." Marin replied.
The veteran looked down again, and this time, he saw the damage on the wall, and the shock projectile body that he saw through the damage, and if there was someone, that person must have died.
"Come with me, veteran."
The veteran looked up, mumbled, and followed Marin into the hallway.
This part of the building had collapsed, and only one side of the stairs could be used, Marlin glanced at the doorway on the second floor, and motioned for the veteran to lift him up from the other side to the second floor, and after going up to the second floor, Marin waited until the veterans came up through the steps.
The steps leading to the third floor were completely broken, and Marin made sure he couldn't climb up from them, so he dropped a stun bomb into the room.
After the explosion sounded, Marlin raised and rushed into the room, blasting the guy with his ears covered at the window out of the window with a single shot, and then a second shotgun slammed the guy covering his face against the wall.
Then holding the barrel upside down, the shotgun turned into a blunt object, with which Marlin smashed the strong-looking human, and then made up for it with another kick that finally made the screaming guy stop his high-decibel singing.
Glancing at the musket at his feet, Marin thought this guy was the one who shot him.
Reaching out and throwing a dwarf with his head in his hands and squatting out of the window, Marin glanced at the large wardrobe in the room, he pointed to the clothes, and the old soldier who had already loaded the gun with a bayonet opened the closet door with a bayonet, and then saw a woman with a dagger screaming and pounced.
Seeing that she hung herself on the bayonet, Marin shrugged her shoulders, replaced the double-barreled shotgun with two single-headed rounds, and fired a shot at the wooden door of the compartment where the door was closed, and heard the shouting from inside.
So Marin fired a shot from the approximate location where he heard the sound, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was immediately heard in the room.
Marin stretched out his hand, pushed open the door and took a look, and found a bearded fat boy lying on the ground, with a bloody hole in his chest, obviously braided.
One glance at this room, it is a simple sleeping mat, there is no place to hide...... Marin pushed the door hard, then dragged out a screaming and struggling halfling from behind the door.
The veteran had already prepared the rope, tied one end of the rope into a slipknot, and the other end to the doorknob, he looked at the halfling in Marin's hand: "Although it is the second floor, I have left enough length, and it will definitely not be too long." β
"Your tradition, too?" Marin detected the halfling and found that he had a chaotic aura on him, but judging by the scars on his body, he looked more like a slave.
"Yes, that's what we did when we dealt with Chaos towns in the North, and only dead chaos is good chaos." The veteran looked at Marin after speaking.
Marin thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Tie his feet and hang down, we can't kill everyone, he is so afraid of death, he is a good subject to ask." β
"Okay." The veteran took the halfling, tied the little thing, and hung it out of the window.
Then the veteran mended all the corpses with knives, and then followed Marin downstairs.
"Who are these guys?" When he went downstairs, Marin felt a little strange - why did these guys attack him, could it be that some of the members of the camp had not been able to retreat in time so they sacrificed themselves to attract attention?
When will the Chaos Cultists have such appeal?
Marin smiled a little self-deprecatingly, then pushed open the door and beckoned to the two young men who were dodging across the street: "You guys go back and call that little guy named Kane and the old bishop of the God of War Church." β
So the two young men ran away as fast as they could.
The old bishop was called over to get the place under control, and Kane was called over to get him to sense it again and see if he could find anything.
The veteran sat on the ground on the side, he took out a cigarette and lit it, took a big puff, spit out the smoke and looked at Marin: "Your Excellency, have you also been a soldier?" β
"I've just seen some combat manuals, and I've thought about how to do it." Marin laughed and told a harmless lieβhe couldn't tell the veteran that he had learned and even used this in his previous life.
The veteran took another puff of his cigarette: "Then you are really a genius in everyone's mouth, I see your actions more organized than anyone I have ever seen, I was almost scared when you shot your target through the wall on the second floor." He looked at Marin: "It's an honor to be able to fight with you once in the twilight of your life." β
"Don't say that, you're pretty good, by the way, how old are you." Marin looked at the old man and asked with some curiosity.
"At the age of fifty-five, I joined the Combined Army at the age of twenty-two, and retired at the age of forty-four." After speaking, the old man took the last puff of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette tail aside, and he stood up: "When people are old, they will deeply understand what it means to have endless manpower, but when I see a vigorous child like you, I feel that the sacrifice of our generation is worth it, and you and your generation will also stand in front of the chaotic tide like our generation......" Speaking of this, the old man smiled a little embarrassed: "It's also a shame to say, I only joined the army in the last few years of the tide of death, These words were also taught to us by the company commander back then, he said...... If you can, just remember that they have been in this world. β
Marin pursed his lips, he finally crouched down and took out half a box of cigarettes from the space bag, which he had taken from a city guard who had died in battle in Parol City, and it didn't seem to be bad for such a long time: "Come on, try this." β
"Thank you, Your Excellency, this is a good thing in Parol City." The old smoker smiled and took the cigarette: "By the way, why do you have cigarettes too." β
"This is what I took from an unlucky guy when I was in Parol City." Marin stood up and smiled, "He didn't have time to tell me that he wanted me to remember him, but I think I would remember all of them...... Rest assured, veterans, every person of conscience will not forget you. β
The veteran looked at Marin, and finally nodded: "I believe what Your Excellency said." β