The clock tower, with its huge mechanical hands, fell, and in the dust, medical soldiers carrying stretchers rushed over as fast as they could......

After a day of fierce fighting, there are few buildings that can continue to stand. The ground shook and roared and the walls cracked, and they could collapse at any point.

In the cold moonlight, a flying gear slowly rolled to the sole of the young man's feet, and the frost-like moonlight leaked on the polished surface of the gear, splashing dazzling silver light.

The boy stretched out his weak hand, bent down to pick it up, and a charming smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Blood oozed from the bandage on his shoulder, and the boy twitched his nose, laughing even more indulgingly when he smelled blood, so that his eyes narrowed into a line.

He picked up the shining gear, raised it between his eyebrows and looked at it carefully, and the bright light made his body and mind feel greatly satisfied.

"Regarding the wounded soldiers, the military department will send airships over, and the task assigned to you by the general is to continue to search and rescue civilians, and after the war is over, someone will have to clean up such a mess... The ruined cities must be rebuilt, the broken families must be reorganized as much as possible, and in short, all the victims will be able to come out of the shadow of war as soon as possible......"

A lieutenant colonel in civilian clothes was patrolling the wounded barracks as he said to the people next to him that there was a special clerk holding a virtual panel following behind, recording important sentences from time to time.

"Most of the walls of these buildings that are still standing are unstable, arrange for someone to blow them up directly, so that no one will be injured again!"

Soldiers carrying stretchers have dug out more than a dozen people, some civilians and others themselves soldiers, from the rubble. When everyone is tired, they want to find a place to sleep by it, who would have thought that the bell tower would suddenly collapse and bury people in it.

The officer stopped and looked at it for a moment, then stopped looking, and just as he wanted to continue walking, his gaze was attracted by the child holding the gear.

"Hello, what are you holding in your hand, can you show it to your uncle?"

The officer, who was carrying the rank of lieutenant colonel, bent down, smiled deliberately, and said in as gentle a tone as possible so as not to frighten the other party.

"Silver shiny, baby will shine, very valuable!"

The childish voice came out, causing the group of adults in front of him to laugh non-stop, but he was really a child, thinking that shiny things were valuable treasures.

"Well, it's really worth a lot of money, uncle wants to buy it, can you sell it to uncle?" The lieutenant colonel pinched the child's cheek, and said with some pampering: "Don't talk about money, even if you want Xingjing, your uncle will give it to you!" ”

The cheapest star crystal will not be less than five thousand star coins, because the star crystal has many uses, and the most common usage is naturally to improve the physique, this thing is more replenishing than the Ten Great Tonic Pills, the star crystal can be swallowed directly after grinding, and some special elements contained in it can indirectly stimulate the potential of the human body.

"No, I just want money, lots and lots of money, I'm going to redeem my sister, buy her the best clothes, buy her the best food, and I'm going to take her to the ski ......."

Tick, tick... Bean-sized tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and the young man choked up, and finally fell to his knees with a puff. He hugged the lieutenant colonel's trouser leg, and his voice became quieter and quieter, until finally it became a real cry.

The smiles on the faces of the soldiers and officers faded, they waved their palms but did not know how to speak, they simply thought that it was the pain of war, and that there was no way to persuade them, and only time could be used to eliminate them.

Only the lieutenant colonel, whose brows furrowed more and more, listened very carefully, so he firmly remembered the word "redemption". No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the current war...

The clerk stepped forward and hesitantly handed over the electronic screen in his hand, and the lieutenant colonel only glanced at it, and the flames ignited. I saw that it was impressively displayed:

Registrant: Mo Chen

Origin: Unknown

Status: Slave

Notes: Rescued in the sewers of the West Block, presumably killed an adult rebel.

"Who registered the information for him? Slave, what the fuck is this! ”

"Sir, the information collected by the logistics department is guaranteed, this child is indeed a slave bought by Liu Jia from the black market, and there are many people among the same group of rescued civilians, I retrieved it through personal photos, I can't be mistaken..."

The clerk took back the electronic screen, and called up the information of more than a dozen people in a row, and sure enough, regardless of men, women, old and children, the registered identities were slaves, and the lieutenant colonel's face was completely gloomy.

"Liu Jia? This name has some impressions, as if it is a wealthy businessman in Bihan City? ”

"Hey, I also remembered when you mentioned this, did he marry a singer named Ruan Hongyu?"

......

The chatter of the officers and soldiers reached the ears of the lieutenant colonel, mixed with the cries of children, and the noise was disturbing.

The lieutenant colonel waved his hand to suppress everyone's voices, turned his head to the clerk and said cruelly: "Check Liu Jia for me, see if he is still alive, if he is not dead, arrest me and execute him in public!" ”

"Well, sir, assuming that the other party is still alive, he was once the richest man in this city after all, and if he is not rebellious, it is not good to execute him? Don't, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to shield him, this person is indeed innocent, the crime, the crime will be arranged. ”

The clerk was covered in cold sweat, this chief really deserved to be the person next to the general, and he spoke without beating around the bush at all.

"As long as it can be arranged, I don't care if he is involved with the rebels or not, in short, I can't let him live in the world! The more people who die from the black market, the better, and if we had killed them sooner, this war might not have broken out! By the way, if someone wants to come forward to protect him and arrest me together, I will ask the general to punish him for the crime of collusion! If something happens, I, Wang Shen, will bear it! ”

After leaving these words, the lieutenant colonel bent down again and carefully broke the child's hand away.

The officers behind him sweated again and again, no one dared to refute Wang Shen's words, whoever pleaded for mercy was suspected of covering up, but it didn't matter if he offended Wang Shen, the key was that there was a backer behind the people - Major General Zhenjiang.

"Don't cry, I promise you that I will find a way to save your sister. Besides, I'll take you to meet someone, and as long as that person nods, your sister will definitely be able to save you!" ”

Speaking of which, the lieutenant colonel didn't plan to make the patrol anymore, he took the child's hand and turned around, he was close to 1.9 meters tall, and his steps were so big that the child couldn't keep up with him, so he simply trotted.

He stopped crying, because the uncle, who seemed to be in a high position, had just told himself that there was someone who would definitely save his sister!

The premise is... If the man is willing to help......

Twenty minutes later, in a brightly lit tent, Huang Yuan and Qi En stared blankly at the "big and small" in front of them, Chu Han washed a few apples and distributed one to each of them in turn (except for Wang Shen and the child).

"Ahem, Brother Wang, take the liberty of asking, is this your son?"

Da, Huang Yuan took a bite of the apple, the sweet juice flowed from the corner of his mouth, as soon as his words fell, he was beaten on the head, Wang Shen glared at him with an unhappy face, which clearly meant that "eat your things, and then dare to hammer your head with a nonsense".

"Your Excellency Chen Chen, please think about it and help him!"

After beating Huang Yuan, Wang Shen looked at Chen Chen with a pleading gaze. The child named Mo Chen knelt on the ground after he came in, and at this time he also raised his head and looked at that person with expectant eyes.

Silence, long silence... Chen Chen was like a statue, he didn't hear anything, he didn't see anything.

He leaned back in his chair, his left hand resting on the hilt of the knife, his eyes closed and he didn't even change his breathing.