Lying in a secluded corner of the bar, she fiddled with the oval jade necklace like a child playing with her rag doll, brushing the cold jade over and over again, as if to draw an inexplicable power from it.

What is she remembering? ....... Verna looked coldly, her eyes revealing loneliness and some kind of unconcealed remembrance, just like me, no, I don't even have any relics of my sister.

Vilna's mind flashed through countless self-reproaches, her legs and feet were already aching, the fracture was healing, her movement over the past few days had probably misplaced it, and her fingers, where the fracture had been broken countless times to protest to her the pressure she was under, no doubt that her old age would pass through the endless bone pain.

But so what, she had something more important, and this time, she vowed to go back, to find her own compartment, to find her sister's relics, and to find the damned man.

"How long are we going to stay here?" The coward Noll twisted restlessly, not a drop of the glass in front of him moving, he had clearly not learned to drink in the Wings of Freedom.

"Why didn't they let us go over? What the hell is going on over there? No one could answer his question, and the old Ranger went out again and again to look for the captain of the sentry guarding the outpost, but each time he came back he shook his head, or sighed, and smoked a cigarette without saying a word.

"If this continues, we won't be able to get to the aquarium station when the bat fever tablets become moldy." It took years for the bat fever tablets to become moldy, and they can't afford to wait for months now.

They are now at the very edge of the "Neutral Sovereign United Front Organization", a station joint organization established by four stations to fight against the army, but today, this station connected to the corner of Hanting seems to be in some kind of predicament, the soldiers at the station have blocked the only exit to the Hanting transport station, put an opening every fifty meters at the exit post, and set up heavy weapons for defense, unless several station masters of the sovereign united front agree, no one can get to the transport station, It can even be said that the gray rat can't get by.

When they first saw this scene, they were stunned. Could it be that there was a conflict between the sovereign united front and the Hanting Alliance, but how could it be? These four stations of the United Sovereignty Front have been fighting against the military station all year round, and behind them are the big businessmen of the Han Court who are supporting them, otherwise how can they fight against the military station just by relying on them. The residents of the sovereign united front and the merchants of the Han court traded with each other and accommodated each other, and the residents of the sovereign united front, who had a merchant card, could even travel unhindered to the periphery of the Han court with a small merchant identification card, how could this happen now?

They have no other way, the end of the tunnel here connects the military station and Hanting, and there is no connecting tunnel anywhere else, only a "Line 3" leading to an unknown place, and no one knows what is there.

Should I go back? ....... How could they not understand that the leading position from the Second Reich Station to the Third Reich Station and the Autonomous United Front to the Third Reich Station were two different concepts, not to mention that the soldiers of the United Sovereign Front that had allowed them to pass in the first place were not even as good at talking as the Third Reich Station, and if it weren't for the role played by the Ranger status, these people would have been detained as early as when they entered the Sovereign United Front.

They could only wait for the passage to open in frustration, but as time went on, even the usually calm old ranger could not bear it anymore and went to the captain of the sentry to ask why.

From the Rangers' melancholy bits and pieces, they received only a vague piece of news.

A few days ago, a caravan from the underground river station here ----- transported a batch of abundant supplies to Hanting to exchange ammunition, and they set off that night. It was less than a day's journey, and on the third day, they did not return, nor on the fourth, and did not return until the appointed date had passed. The guards at the sentry post monitored day and night, and whenever they heard a distress signal in the distance, or found even the tiniest specks of light projected on the dark and damp tunnel walls, they would quickly dispatch a commando team to the transport station that passed to Hanting, but there was nothing unusual at all, and the tunnel in the shadow swallowed up all sound and light, and also swallowed up the caravan. So a group of elite veteran soldiers in full gear was sent out again, and now it was okay, but there was still no news.

Tension spreads and builds up over time. A new group of freedom fighters (freedom fighters: soldiers of the sovereign united front, most of the officers are former soldiers) also gathered at the outpost and were ready to go at any time.

The deck of cards used to ease anxiety and pass the time had been lying on the table at the outpost for two days and nights. People whispered and chattered, or remained silent and anxious in a melancholy manner. Everyone waited for the caravan to blow the horn of return and announce the completion of the deal, or for the old soldier to blow two whistles and return safely and tell them what had happened in the tunnel.

This caravan was crucial to everyone, as many supplies including bats, military-spec ammunition, and fuel needed to be transported back through this caravan, and the Sovereign United Front itself was a relatively high-reliance organization.

The Sovereign United Front, which has been fighting against the military for many years because of its policy of opposing the slaughter of deformed mutants, has become an impregnable fortress, and its inhabitants, from the elderly to the children of 5 years old, have learned to defend themselves with guns. Machine guns were erected, spiked iron nets were erected, and even diamond-shaped repellents from the steel rails were welded to prevent the passage of underground armored vehicles. This seemingly impregnable bunker is in constant danger of falling, and the lethal factor is ammunition.

If the ammunition had not been brought back, they would not have allowed anyone to bring the news from here to the Third Reich Station, otherwise the military station would never have given up this golden opportunity. It is precisely because of this that the old rangers no longer mention the idea of turning back and detouring, and at this point, they have no way out.

The difficulties that the inhabitants of the Neutral and Sovereign United Front now have to face, endure, and overcome every day are enough for the residents of other subway stations to abandon the station and flee like rats in the tunnels, the caravans and soldiers that have disappeared inexplicably, and the sentinels who have not been heard from all this are like repeating everything in the Grey River Station, and more than one person is secretly spreading the news that dark creatures are about to sweep this station. What's more, the pressure on the military is also increasing day by day, and there is quite a posture of a mountain rain about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and their political situation can be described as very embarrassing.

There are only two forces in its vicinity, the Han Court and the Military Office. The citizens of the Han Court pride themselves as superior and naturally blessed with the chosen people, among them, the mainstream ethnic group of the Sennard Caucasian people will naturally reject the Terbium people who have been hostile to each other for many years before the old era, and most of the old people are still unforgettable about the history of the genocide between the two sides in the old era, and history has not erased this blood medal, and the culture of discriminating against the weak is also deeply imprinted in the bones of the Han Court Alliance, and the abandoned deformed people are undoubtedly weak.

The core policy of the Fourth Reich (military station) established by the Terbium people themselves is to exterminate their former Terbium compatriots---- today's deformed people and their relatives who protect them, they hate everything about deformed people, as if the existence of deformed people affects their survival.

The deformed people who fled from the army, the relatives who were unwilling to abandon the deformed people, and the soldiers who opposed the policy of massacre captured this strategically valuable Union Station, and these deformed people, as well as many aspirants who opposed the military deformed people's policy, were able to gain a foothold.

If it weren't for the skilled power engineers, the waterways-savvy boatmen, the experienced river fishermen, the uncomplaining soldiers, the deep and icy underground rivers from nowhere, and the river creatures that feed them, and most importantly, the ...... The dozen or so hydroelectric power stations built around the groundwater.

If it weren't for the support of the Han court, they would not have been able to defend their home without bullets, searchlights, hot bats, antibiotics and bandages.

The merchants of the Han Dynasty spent money to attract electricity from the dozen or so underground hydropower stations of the Sovereign United Front to provide their own electricity needs, and they wisely hauled in plump underground freshwater fish and shrimp on wheels and rail cars, and transported the aimless crocodiles in cages, all to satisfy their extravagant enjoyment. It is also because of this trade that the Neutral and Sovereign United Front has also been able to become independent, but once the supply of the Hanting Alliance is lost and the news is leaked, these people are afraid that they may not be able to hold out for a month, and the lack of ammunition is too deadly.

The heavily guarded caravan had to leave for the transport station every eight days, using the money from electricity generation and fish sales in exchange for the support of the Han court, and the caravan stayed for less than a day before it hurried back.

This time, however, the caravan and the soldiers that followed it were delayed, to an intolerable degree. Anyone with a modicum of brains understands that something terrible and unpredictable has happened, and that it cannot be solved by simply having a team of armed soldiers.

Knowing the reason, they could only sit bored in the old restaurant converted bar of the station, sitting in pain and waiting patiently, praying that the mercy of the Mother of the Tunnel would bring back the merchants.

"Do you think it's the result of an attack by dark creatures?" Vilna listened irritably to the voices of the others, a middle-aged man who seemed to be a fisherman who had been fishing in the underground river all year round, and his tone was full of worry.

If even the fishermen who begged for the river wavered in their confidence in the return of the caravan, then it was only because this time it was really bad luck, and Verna knew in her heart that they had to find another way out.

"Maybe it's the merchants of Hanting," one boy retorted vehemently, "they're deliberately delaying to drive down our prices, as they've done before." ”

"They won't ..... The Seven Merchants need us to generate electricity for them and catch fish for them," a native merchant sighed and shook his head, "They also need us to fight against the military station, in short, it's either a dark creature or a military station, I think nine times out of ten it is a good thing done by that bastard who claims to be the Führer, how can such a person be the leader of the military station, I curse him and his escort that the whole family will not die well." With that, he spat out a mouthful of thick green phlegm.

The people on the side also said gloomily, "I think it was the people from the military station who did it, phew." His blow hit the merchant with thick phlegm, as if that thick phlegm was the embodiment of the military station.

"I think it's more like a dark creature made by a rotting crocodile, or maybe it's a group ......of blackclaws," a drunken man said in a secluded corner of the bar, a drunken man whispered, "Of course, there are more monsters in the gods, and you should have closed that line 3 a long time ago." ”

The Neutral Sovereign United Front was almost isolated from the other stations, with only one line to No-Man's Land, except for Line 1 to the Third Reich Station and Line 2 to the Hanting Transport Station.

Legend has it that before the old days, Line 3 was destined for a station that passed through a forested tourist area and later a national military research institute, but those in the know knew better. After Line 3, the station is connected to the National Biological Research and Conservation Park, which is surrounded by mountain peaks, water forests, and river valleys, and is home to countless wildlife.

Perhaps there was some kind of biological military research institute there, but the fragments of a nuclear bomb fell on the mountains over there, destroying many peaks. Even the mutated creatures on the ground are said to be unable to endure the radiation, and they are pouring into the underground station over there.

What has become of it now, no one knows, only that the monsters have forged one dense nest after another there, digging one terrible dark tunnel after another in the mountains, in the deep stream, in another underground mouth of the river, in the crevices of the rock formations, like a long snake in the endless abyss, winding around the underground station, ready to devour everyone who dares to come closer. Of all those who dared to enter, the valiant stalkers, the upright rangers, or the well-armed expeditionary soldiers, and all sorts of self-righteous elite explorers, few of them could come back, and those who did come back were frightened back by the density of the monster's lair.

The underground river is planted from the deep stream over there, and with it there are countless wild animals, and among them, in addition to the rotten crocodile skin, which can be used to provide leather for the rich ladies and merchants of the Han court, and all kinds of fresh and diverse blind water fat fish and eyeless shrimp, there are also endless terrifying monsters.

The water flow carries a little radiation, but the dose is not very large, and the water filter also provides an unparalleled effect on purifying the radiant water. Those fish, shrimp, turtles and crocodiles are all naked money, and the water that supplies the area around the station is endless, how can they really have the courage to blow up the passage, who knows if it will cause disasters such as water avalanches, who knows if the fragile creatures of fish and shrimp will be extinct due to explosions, and they dare not compare the future of the station with the lives of the hapless residents who are occasionally dragged away by monsters.

Therefore, this drunken man was probably an outsider, and he didn't know the situation here, and the people around him didn't pay attention to him. He muttered unrelentingly, "It's not some mutated vampire bats, they are very ferocious when killed, and no living person will be spared." ”

Someone else interjected, "Not necessarily, what kind of thing can even break a communicator?" Until now, no one knows what happened over there, it must be a ghost, maybe it is someone from Hanting, what can't those businessmen do for money? ”

"I've heard that the Grey River Station incident is their fault," added another short, middle-aged man wearing half-sunglasses, "of course, I've just heard that a few of the seven merchants are a bit of a dog-day principle, and some of the others....... For the sake of money, destroying neutral trade routes may not be impossible. ”

"The great merchant of the Han Court, the .......dog who sells his mother," the other person disagreed, "never wonder what they will do for money, of course, it is better than those mongrels in the military station, after all, dogs are still our friends, and some crazy people are not even as good as dogs." His words caused a burst of giggles from the crowd at the bar.

These people live on the edge of despair, and naturally like to make some vicious jokes to spice up the vicious life, in a sense, they are no different from the group of guard cavalry who roam the edge of darkness. However, there was one sentence that she couldn't ignore, "What evidence do you have that the matter at Gray River Station was done by the people of Hanting." ”

The man who had spurned the merchant of Hanting tilted his head to look at Verna, and he grinned at a mouthful of black teeth, which had long been stained with smoke stains from years of age, and were no cleaner than those of the black beasts she had ever seen.

"It's an ugly ......," he said contemptuously, "and I don't mind if the masked lady asks me, you're too ugly." ”

Werna bit her lip, she almost smashed the glass in her hand on his teeth, causing him to open a beautiful blood splash. Are the people here really the inhabitants of the Freaks? A burst of resentment flashed in her heart, why would he discriminate against my looks, could it be that the crow would also dislike Starling Black?

"Tell me about Grey River Station," Alyssa asked softly, "It's your pay....... she dropped a bullet.

The girl's approach to things was not at all as withdrawn as she had been with them, and Werner was even more annoyed that the damned middle-aged man had a smile on his face, and he was moved by a bullet.

"The Grey River Station has long since been destroyed, and everyone knows this," he began his rambling tone, "but a week ago, when the last wave of caravans came from Hanting, they brought a lot of surprising news, miss, if you don't take it as a joke, I'd be happy to tell you." ”

Vilna was the first to lose her breath, gritting her teeth and whispering, "We paid for it." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just think the story is a bit bizarre," the middle-aged man stepped forward, sat down across from Alexandria, casually picked up the full wine glass in front of Noor, and drank it in a big gulp, and then he said in a strange tone, "I heard that the Feishui station, that is, the station next to the Gray River station, they have a lot of unheard of food over there, although I have never seen it, but I have also heard the merchants say that there is a small red fruit, which tastes surprisingly good, and the merchants believe that there is no more delicious fruit in the underground tunnels, oh, There is also a kind of canned meat, to be honest, I tasted it once, and it did taste much better than a lot of garbage I had eaten before, but unfortunately the price was too expensive, and ordinary people couldn't eat much except for the stationmaster. ”

Verna lowered her eyelids, she only felt her heart skip a beat, something like a conspiracy left a shadow in her mind, and spread wildly with the words of the man in front of her, she pretended to be calm and said, "What else? ”

"The Wings of Freedom are organizing their men to re-enter the nest that occupies the neutral trade routes, but the leader has been asked to go south of the Han Court to clean up the mutant rats that have been getting more and more crazy lately, and I heard that the rats have eaten many people. Of course," he said disapprovingly, "compared to the people who died here, the Han Court was a little inferior there, where the few people who died would make a fuss, and the merchants would have to talk about meetings for half a day." ”

When will the dignity of human life be able to show off? Verna remained silent, letting her fingers tremble slightly, she had to stay calm if she wanted to know more.

"Oh, there's also a joke, there was a stalker who found a silver sword on the ground, it is said that this sword is terrifying, several times higher than the highest mountain in the vicinity, and they also said that there is a survivor base on the ground, it seems to be called "Dawn", and I don't know that I thought that the egg on the other side (here the merchant is talking about the planet named "Dawn" on the other side of this planet) sent someone to rescue us poor subway remnants," Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, " The stalkers are a bunch of fools and fools, one moment saying that there is a treasure on the ground, and he needs everyone to raise money to buy him equipment, and then he says that there are diamonds and gold waiting for him to dig out, and now he openly claims that there is a silver-white sword stuck in the ground, which is bigger than a mountain, and I heard that not long ago there was a fool who called himself a stalker who boasted that he had a mermaid in the sewer, and that guy brought back some eggs, telling us that mermaid eggs can make people magical, One box of bullets, one for all, I wonder if this is his own egg. “

The drunken man looked up, "You're wrong, I've heard stories about the silver sword more than once, and more than one person. “

"Drunkard, I have heard the story of mermaids more than once from stalkers, in the military station, in the Han court, and even in Red Square, half of the stalkers will tell you that there is a mermaid in the sewers, and then ask the fool to send him money to buy equipment, they will test the performance of the new equipment, and say, when I catch a mermaid, the first one will be brought back to you, the most unconscionable of these people, will hold the mermaid eggs and eggs that I picked up out of nowhere and tell you that this thing can be invulnerable, go to yin and make up for yang, cold and annealing, cure all diseases, old drunkards....... you say," he looked up and giggled, then took a sip from the glass in front of Ado, "When will these stalker jokes be finished?" ”

Only when the endless mountains dry up, the endless sea evaporates, the earth trembles, and the sky darkens with it, only then will the story of the mermaid end, and Werna thought quietly, and only in this way can it be proved that the man is not the culprit who destroyed my home. She roared inwardly countless times, but her fingers grew colder and colder.

I want to go back, her desire to go home is so strong in her life that it far overshadows the thought of finding her sister, I want revenge, she drank her own liquor, but it was not enough, her throat was on fire, her heart was burning.