19. Be merciful
In the dark night, only the sound of Yuneron echoed in the deserted ancient city.
We have only one thought, to get away from here, the farther away the better, to flee to the wilderness and wait for the dawn.
Bella sighed and asked, "That's our kind?" β
I said, "Hemophilic rabies?" β
Bella said, "It's the Bloodline!" She seemed a little annoyed when she heard her tone.
I said, "He claims to be Abel, you know Abel?" β
The nobles of the Black Coffin, almost all of whom were followers of the cult of Cain, were naturally familiar with the story that Cain bore the sins of God by killing his brother Abel out of jealousy.
"The name Abel is not very common, especially when he is so powerful," she said. β
I decided to tell the truth, lest she ask El Salvador. I said, "He said he was exactly tens of thousands of years... Or even the one hundreds of thousands of years ago. β
Bella stared at her nails and sighed quietly: "He is strong, let him have the final say, even if he says he is God, what can we do with him?" β
I said, "No, but believe it or not is another matter." β
Bella asked, "Why did he save us?" β
I said, "Because I beat him." β
Bella's eyes widened and she suddenly burst out laughing, she took a few breaths and smiled, "You? You.... Beat him? Haha, he can crush all the bones of your body with just one finger. β
I said, "That's true, otherwise why would he be so kind to me?" β
Bella said in my tone, "Well, I don't understand what he's saying anyway, but believe it or not is another matter." β
Cissus woke up, and he said in a drowsy voice, "I... What's going on? β
Bella said, "You enjoyed my kiss. β
Cissus's expression was frightened, his lips were white, he knew what it meant, and was silent.
I took advantage of the situation and said, "Since Miss Bella supports me, I hope that you will follow my command in this action, and not disobey it." β
Cissus sighed, "Whatever. β
Worden found a relatively open place to escape, and took a nap in his seat. We stopped the bleeding with the bandages in our medical kits, and when we remembered what had just happened, we just thought we had been too optimistic about things at first. In the Age of Sorrow, the night is much more dangerous than imagined, and even Yune may not be impregnable.
I went back to the lower compartment, and they asked about it, and I said it briefly. Salvador was surprised to hear that he had met Abel again.
Fairhel said, "Didn't you gather the flesh and bones of the lava demon?" β
I replied no, and he lamented it.
"If you can transplant the power of this lava demon, it may be the same great achievement as the discovery of Yune, if not better. β
"Yes," said Fairheil, "so we can make stronger super soldiers." β
Cissus said, "Super soldiers? Your wicked, brutal surgeries have killed countless people! Even if all the people in the black coffin are mobilized, they may not be able to find the right candidate! β
He said angrily: "What do you say? How can Valkyrie's weak and incompetent transformation compare to us? β
"But we believe in science, and only science can save humanity," said Cisus. With the help of demonic evil methods, you can only go further and further down the evil path! β
The more they talked, the more angry they became, and Silsus drew his pistol, and Fairhel and I immediately stood in the middle of them, but they gave me face, and each of them flinched and sulked.
The live target asks me what to do next? Do you want to go to the museum? I said, "Go ahead with the plan, and we'll go into the canning factory at dawn to look for food." β
After a short sleep, the precious morning came, and Bella returned to the coffin. Worden sleepily drove Yune back to the city, and after smashing up many of the low-rise buildings, he found the canning factory.
Cissus went in to investigate, and came back to report: "This is actually a robber's lair, and they are all ugly mutants, who seem to be suffering from skin diseases, and their firepower is not weak. β
Fairhel said: "The cans in the factory are probably all looted by them. β
"If you find the machines and materials that they have to pack the cans, you can take some back, we need this technology," Sisusse said. β
Forced to open the gun safety and shout, "them!" β
Cissus nodded and said to me, "Sir, under your command. β
I panicked, because to tell you the truth, I had never commanded military operations at all, and Lamia had not taught me. But soon I thought about the battle between Lamia and I when I found Yune, and I said, "We are still divided into four teams, and the Forced Squad is responsible for staying behind, and the other three teams enter the factory through the three entrances, see one, kill one, don't be soft, be careful." β
Fairheil said: "Good. Cissus was astonished to see that Ferhel had no objection, and said, "Yes." β
According to the map provided by Laca and I, El Salvador, and the live target are at the east gate. Salvador took the lead, and I said, "Sammy, I think very well of you, and you must not let me down." β
I have the heart to let him exercise more, with me in charge, the opponent is just a rabble, he will be fine.
Salvatore nodded firmly, we didn't see the robbers on the first floor, there was a smell of rotting food in the air, he and the live target both skillfully marched, stopped, and scouted around corners and doorways.
About three minutes later, Salvador shot a bandit who was a hanger, and he killed one of the live targets, his marksmanship was really not complimentary, and his size was not easy to find cover.
The robbers spotted us, footsteps rang out everywhere, bullets whizzed in. Salvador returned fire, and another enemy was killed by him one after another. The robbers shouted: "The enemy has good marksmanship!" Beginning to cower behind the wall, not showing up easily, Salvatore threw a grenade, blowing up the enemy's chickens and dogs.
I was amazed at Salvador's skills, he was nowhere near as good as Lamia, but much better than most of the scavengers I knew, he didn't have to fly off walls, he was powerful, his marksmanship and quality were excellent.
The live target yelled, lifted an iron box and rushed forward, and I hurriedly said, "What are you messing around?" "He had already rushed into the enemy's bunker, and as soon as the box turned, blood splattered, as if killing someone, and then, he drew his gun and fired continuously, and the enemy let out exclamations and screams, and as he retreated, he shot at him, and I saw that the live target was bleeding, but only wounded.
Salvador opened fire under the cover of a live target, shooting the fleeing enemies one by one, and I counted them, and there were eight dead in all.
I asked, "He... The body is also the same as Lamia? β
"He was born with a lot of strength, and the surface of his skin was hardened so that ordinary bullets could not enter his bones," Salvador said. β
The live target is bulky, but he is a good at creating chaos for his enemies, provided he is facing a human who can be feared. He was brave to the point of recklessness, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.
If the enemy had aimed at his eyes, he would most likely be dead.
We met women and children in the depths of the factory, and when I asked them if they had been kidnapped by robbers, some of them shook their heads, some of them nodded.
Are these robbers really robbers? Or a refugee living in a factory? I don't know, I didn't see them kill innocents. Why are those women saying things differently? Maybe they were kidnapped, but some of them are used to it, and some of them are not yet "tamed".
Or maybe half of them are telling the truth, and the other half is lyingβthey are not slaves, but family members of robbers, and they say they have been kidnapped because they are afraid that we will cut them down.
Cissus's information is wrong, and we may have killed the wrong person.
I said, "Let's not kill women and children, let's see how many cans of food there are, and leave a little to fend for themselves." β
Salvatore sighed, "But.... This is tantamount to a death sentence. β
I said, "It's better than us doing it ourselves, what do you think?" β
"The black coffins need people, and we can bring them back," Salvador said. β
I rebuked, "Manpower? Where do we go to find so much food? The soil is ruined, the sun shines with deadly light, and all the grains are almost impossible to grow, except for those mutated plants that can grow - we have no source of food! β
"The black coffin is self-sufficient," Salvador said. β
I said, "Lamia has said that the population in the black coffin has reached the limit of what it can bear, and the black coffin is a black box to us, and we don't even know how to produce inexhaustible food and water. β
El Salvador, apparently tormented by his conscience, said: "But if we want to revive humanity, how can we not save these people in need?" β
This kid is really entangled, why was he so simple when he betrayed Lamia back then?
I didn't bother to say anything big, and shouted: "The order I got is: bring back the supplies and find the statue, but there is no such thing as saving people along the way." β
Salvador asked: "What do you think.... That statue is more important than human life? β
I replied, "Yes, in this era. β
Suddenly, one of the women had an extra gun in her hand and aimed it at us, I was taken aback, and hurriedly resisted with my right hand, and she shot the brilliant hand, and I was lucky, I threw the dagger, and as a result, the other women screamed loudly. I saw them trying to check the weapon and walked up quickly, but Salvador stopped me and shouted, "Stop! Stop it! Don't go over! β
I exclaimed, "Which side are you on?" "The situation is becoming more and more chaotic, and I am reminded of the rebellion in the village of Wushui many years ago, and I understand that the choice of Ochid at that time was to establish his prestige by forceful means to stop the situation from deteriorating.
It was because El Salvador exposed its weaknesses that they had the courage to resist.
I must let them see my cruel side with their own eyes, I must let them see blood, only by countering violence with violence, and by killing to stop killing.
I punched one of the women who picked up the gun and aimed it at me, breaking the bones of the hand, and blood spilled on everyone, and they cowered into a corner in terror.
I scolded, "Bastard! What a dirty hand for me! β
I knew I was acting like the gangsters.
Maybe I should have comforted them softly in the first place? But they will never trust me.
Never underestimate the enemy, I'm not an immortal monster, I'm not qualified enough to be merciful.
Salvador's expression was unbearable, and I said, "Live target, you go and see if the others need support!" If they're done, they're ready to move things. β
I pointed a gun at one of the women's children and said, "Now, tell me where the food is." β