At night, the Arctic Circle sky shone with a silvery light, and the sun's rays shone on the ice until late autumn.

There is no starlight, no moonlight, only green sunshine and cold snowy winds.

Tang Fang carried a glass of wine in his hand, and stood quietly on the south balcony on the side of the banquet hall, watching the afterglow of the slanting sun silently.

"Knock, knock, knock." The sound of low footsteps came from behind him, and it was Marion, the old guy who was nearly 70 years old and could still drink a few pounds of spirits without getting drunk.

"What are you looking at? So distracted? Marion placed the wine on the windowsill and wiped a beard that hung down to his chin, which was stained with a layer of sparkling wine.

"Night." Tang's answer was brief.

"Night? It's daytime. Marion was silent for a while: "I'm old, I'm useless, and I don't know if I can wait until the next tomorrow comes." ”

"Yes......"

"I hope so."

Tang Fang turned his head, looked directly at the thick-lined Viking man in front of him, shook the whiskey in the cup casually, took a sip lightly, and suddenly smiled: "Tell me about your legendary experience, I'm very curious about the twelve of you." ”

"Legendary?" Marion's sturdy body trembled slightly: "Passed ...... Strange...... Is it? ”

"If I could, I wish there had never been a legend."

Marion poured half a glass of wine into his mouth, and there was a look of remembrance in his blazing eyes.

"Garcia's small town of Klose also has such an intoxicating setting sun at dusk...... My home is on the edge of town, an old house from my grandfather, with mottled walls, painted fences, and an overgrown backyard. Of course. Not to mention the old green pickup. ”

"The mistress of this house died early, so there are only two pairs of knives and forks on the table in the house, one for the father and the other for the son."

"My father was a mechanic and had a pretty good hand. It's not hard to make ends meet, and you can save a few dollars in case your children grow up and go to a good university. ”

Speaking of this, the old Viking slid the other half of the wine into his mouth: "Suddenly, one day, the peaceful and monotonous life was interrupted by a land sale agreement, and an official who had returned from his post in the capital took a fancy to the land on which the old house was built. ”

"There was no negotiation, no refusal, my father simply signed the agreement and watched them tear down the house. Fill in the basement. When the forklift drove to the sycamore in the yard, the son pointed to the bird's nest on the tree and cried and shouted, and the father had no choice but to stop the construction, climb the old sycamore, and gently pluck the bird's nest. But when he came down, the child was gone, and the roar of excavators and bulldozers could be heard in the distance...... That's when they fill the pool. ”

Father asked one by one. No one knew where the children were, and the outgoing officials gave a desperate answer: 'Own children.' Don't ask anyone'. ”

My father searched all around, asked everyone he could, and when he pulled out the little boy covered in mud under the mound with his bloodied hands in the middle of the night, he was only 7 years old and had no temperature and no breath. He clutched a wooden brush in his hand, which father and son had agreed to work together to give the fence a new look. Brush it with a sea-blue tool. ”

"There was not a trace of pity, not a single apology, not even a look of guilt."

"Tarossa, I'm sure you've heard that every Viking is a son of the sea. We are brave, we are good at fighting, we are fearless of pain, fearless of death, stepping on the springboard sprinkled with the blood of our ancestors, wielding knives and guns, wielding blood and sweat. ”

"But I'm ...... Under his feet, but it is a scarlet blood road paved by his only son with his life......"

Marion's expression was calm, and his tone was soothing, like his fluffy, slumped beard under his chin.

Tang Fang couldn't hear anger, he couldn't hear resentment, he couldn't hear sadness, he only had a resolute and firm force as thick as a mountain.

More than 20 years of struggle, more than 20 years of wandering, more than 20 years of revenge, and hatred for this dynasty have been completely integrated into his blood, bone marrow, soul, and turned into a part of his body.

The so-called heroes and legends are often just a man's involuntary body......

Tang Fang silently drank the wine in the toast, looked up into the distance, and the slanting sun painted a layer of sunset on the horizon, red, like blood, and like the morning glow of dawn.

……

After the dinner, Tang Fang was dragged to the barracks by some middle-level generals in the base to continue drinking, and Marion answered a phone call and took the elevator to a small conference room on the lower floor of the missile base.

There were two people sitting in the room, one was Joseph? Mario. There is also a middle-aged general with a slender body and an age of about 60.

When Marion entered the house, the middle-aged general was looking at the materials in his hand. He has a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon, and the lines on his face are as cold as knives, stealing a chill.

"It's so late, what's the matter?" Marion pulled out the chair under the conference table and sat down, a strong smell of alcohol permeating the room.

"Marion, are you really going to let him go?" The middle-aged general glanced up at him, frowned unconsciously, and leaned back in his chair.

"What, Your Excellency Chief of Staff has an opinion?"

The middle-aged general pushed the materials in front of him: "If I were you, I would try my best to keep him." ”

"It's a pity that you're not me." The expression on Marion's face was so strict that it made people feel that it was not a person sitting in front of him at all, but a well-polished spear. At this time, the old Viking still has half of the decadence of the Tang Dynasty.

"Two old friends, have something to say." Joseph? Mario laughed, came out of the round and said, "Let's sum up this matter, after all...... It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

"Joseph, I remember telling you stories about the Vikings before. The blood of our Vikings is the hottest thing in the Nordic cold wind, and only the warriors who died in honor of the battle will ascend to heaven and enter the shrine of Valhalla, where they will sing, feast and tell legends with the heroic spirits of their fathers and ancestors. ”

These words...... You won't forget jì, right? ”

Joseph's face changed when he heard this, and his face was a little uncomfortable. In the story of the Vikings, there is a shrine, and naturally there is hell, and the warrior can ascend to heaven, and the coward can only go to hell.

"Marion, watch your words." The middle-aged general frowned, and nodded at the right time: "Don't forget your current identity, you are a general, a general who commands all armies." Before making every decision, it's important to think about the pros and cons. ”

"Gabrieth, put away your Charlesian big-picture set. This is my territory, please remember who you are - Chief of Staff, not Commander-in-Chief, and I don't need you to teach me what to do about this. ”

"You ......" Gabrires' face became more and more gloomy: "Marion, the benefits of pulling them into the water, you don't need me to say that you know it." ”

"Gabrires, I said that you don't have to worry about how to do this, they may be my friends, but they must not be your friends."

"Friends?" Gabrirez scoffed at the argument that politics, like the economy, has only eternal interests, not eternal friendships. It's ironic enough to say the word "friend" from the mouth of an organization leader: "Marion, a word of advice, you have to figure out who has been behind you for so long." ”

Marion's gaze paused for a moment on Gabrires' face, then slowly stood up, turned and walked towards the door: "I'm tired, I'm going to rest." ”

When he passed by Joseph's side, he was suddenly grabbed by him: "Old friend, think about it more, Charles Commonwealth ......"

Marion didn't speak, and walked briskly out of the room.

The conference room seemed to be shrouded in a haze, and the rain was about to come but there was no wind. Quiet, oppressive quiet, only the sound of the two of them breathing.

"Marion......" Gabrires tapped his index finger lightly on the table: "You have disappointed me so much, without the help of the Charles Federation, you may not even be as good as a pirate now." ”

Joseph was silent for a while before he took over: "Don't worry, those people will not leave until the day after tomorrow, and there is still one day for him to consider, I hope he can distinguish between the interests and the disadvantages." You know, those people are 'Silver Eagle' in the background. ”

"Silver Eagle? Hmph, the silver eagle with folded wings......"

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PS: The weekend is a shift for these two days, and there are some private matters to deal with, so forgive me, and work will resume on Monday. (To be continued......)