The Wings of Liberty are a group of serious soldiers armed to the teeth, and when Werna first sees them, she realizes that they are no ordinary rangers.

Disciplined and well-defined, at least, when Madame Humbita communicated with the deputy head of the Wings of Freedom, these people did not whisper too much, did not look around.

Vilna secretly observed the supreme leader of the Wings of Freedom, and heard that it was two of the many deputy commanders who had come, and that the real commander had something important to do.

One of the two lieutenants was a thirty-year-old man, with a short, powerful chin and a thick brown beard, and two eyes that looked very strange. A shallow scar on his face cut across the bridge of his nose and into his neck.

He was dressed in a dark black Wings of Liberty suit, a gray fluffy cloak made from some kind of dark creature, and his collar was embroidered with a winged shield coat of arms in white silk thread.

I remember one time, my sister told her about the badge of the Wings of Freedom.

The white symbolizes nobility and light, and also symbolizes the dawn, the two wings with feathers symbolize the freedom to chase the light, and the gray tower shield with tunnel markings in the middle symbolizes the heavy protection, which is the symbol of the wings of freedom, which looks very conspicuous, and the deputy commander is also proud of his identity, especially placing the badge in the most conspicuous position.

The regimental commander also wore a bowler hat with a circle of gold lace engraved on the brim. This noble cavalryman of the Wings of Liberty is dressed like a peacock, is he really a soldier? Verna couldn't be sure, so she could only guess that he might have something special about him, maybe he was rich, or he wouldn't have been wearing this expensive classical dress that resembled that of a noble knight. Verna noticed that he looked a little familiar.

The other deputy head of the regiment was relatively old, nearly seventy years old, and Humbitha had told her that he had given a brief introduction, and that this man was only forty-five years old, and that he was aging very rapidly because he was in and out of the ground all year round.

He was dying, and Vilna could easily smell the decay on him, his internal organs were sick and withering, and half of his feet were already in the coffin. His eyes were withering, his lips were no longer hiding half of his teeth, oh, and his fingers, shriveled like branches, and it might not be long before they elected another deputy head in the manner of the Wings of Freedom.

In stark contrast to them are ordinary members of the Wings of Freedom.

It is said that the young people who serve in the Wings of Liberty wait until a certain age, and very few will survive, and those who survive are called elites, although why the cowards who survive are called elites, but Verna agrees that they are indeed human spirits in a sense.

The surviving so-called elite either became the leader of a stationed Ranger, or became an internal member of the official Ranger organization, or they formed a Ranger from the Wing of Freedom themselves, or they retired and returned to their homeland as well-informed petty officers. In short, this is a group of rangers with a lot of potential.

At present, most of the members of the Wings of Freedom, most of them have shaved short inches, some have bangs, their eyes are high, they are full of energy, and they also have a hint of pride. Most of them may not be born powerful, nor are they the children of high-ranking stationmasters or wealthy businessmen like her, but after all, they have entered the wing of freedom with their own efforts, and they can be regarded as proud capital.

Many of the girls at Grey River Station have heard the story of the Freedom Wings, and many of them want to marry the cavalry of the Freedom Wings, and if the legend is correct, there have been many heroes born in the Freedom Wings, such as the stealth hero "Artyom" that my sister once said was from the Freedom Wings.

Soon, Vilna discovered that the men were just looking disciplined, and although they were all dressed in a grand manner, they were too young, and Vilna speculated that they were just a bunch of recruits, and had not even seen blood.

After they saw their cheeks, which had been crushed by the black beast, several of the young Rangers turned their heads slightly, not daring to look at her, and some began to discuss what had hurt her. The previous discipline collapsed.

They look too young, are they going to be trained here? Werna leaned on a picked iron cane as she quietly watched Lady Humbisa, who was communicating something with the Deputy Ranger Commander.

Lady Humbita said something to the deputy head of the group, and Verna noticed that the deputy head of the head was turned this way.

In a few moments, the Deputy Head of Regiment and Lady Humbitha walked up to Verna from a distance, with a gentle smile on his face. An attentive Verna noticed that he had a pair of long black chain gloves on his hands.

Oh, this man she had seen before, Werna was speechless in surprise, he had dealt with Sifu before, or rather, his role at Grey River Station was that of a merchant.

A mysterious merchant smuggled to the barracks with munitions from Red Square, her black gloves she vaguely remembers him.

She didn't have much of an impression of his face, but she was impressed by the black gloves, and his nickname at Grey River Station was "Black Gloves". Oh, and his brother, another square-faced man who was always smiling, and they were indeed Sifu's guests.

Verna quickly lowered her head, and she was suddenly glad that she was disfigured, otherwise he would have recognized herself at once, and then, perhaps, only God would know what she should do.

"Come .......here, Lenny," Lady Horseface called for Verna's new name, which she had given this morning, and she gently put her arm around the girl's shoulders and introduced to the Sev's seater, "She is a survivor of the previous Black Beast attack on the head of the Great Bay Station, and came here by chance, I want Alysanne to send her back, she is not fit to stay here, she needs to return to her relatives." ”

Leni is a very common name at Grey River Station, many girls can be Lennie, and luckily the noble Ranger is clearly not interested in a poor little girl who has been disfigured, he just nods his head and shows his pity, which counts as a polite response.

It does look like a great man, Vilna, or Leni said.

"There are several neutral stations and even tunnels where bandits flow," the deputy head of the regiment asked casually, "will it be too risky?" ”

"You and I both know that Alisanne is a very shrewd girl, and although she is a little withdrawn, she is a great skill and marksman, and she is more dangerous than the older Rangers. Little Lenny is also a smart girl, they can handle danger, and of course, they can get a few old rangers to follow them. ”

"It's ........ Truth be told, ma'am, we're understaffed. ”

The horse-faced lady raised her voice, "The price of bat hot tablets has risen sharply recently, I need a few smart people to figure out the current situation at the aquarium, Bron, you don't want me to ask for a smarter agent, your brother's price is too high." ”

Her words nearly choked the Ranger, nicknamed the Black Glove. The deputy regiment commander pinched his chin, and he finally nodded reluctantly, "I can only send one old ranger." ”

"I think we need at least two of them so we can take care of each other."

"That's not going to work," the noble knight flatly refused at the moment like a bargaining aunt in the vegetable market, "we didn't bring a few veterans with us this time," he relented at the horse-faced lady's more horse-faced angry face, "I can send two more recruits to follow them, just to hone and hone the training." ”

"Oh, come on, don't be Hatton."

Hatton is Brown's son, a young and handsome new Ranger, this guy seems to have taken a fancy to Alysanne not long ago, and has been "harassing" Alysanne recently, and Bloom is also happy to see Alysanne because of Arishan's special status.

Alisanne is a well-behaved and somewhat introverted girl, so she has been avoiding Hatton, and even so, Hatton does not give up.

Alisanne and Hambita are distantly related and get along well with each other, sometimes exchanging letters. So in the last letter, Alyssa wrote about the troubles that Hatton had caused her, and she had been knocked unconscious by her annoyance when she turned white to her in public, and Alyssa was now secretly called a freak by everyone.

If other girls were pursued by the handsome Hatton, most of them would have already thrown themselves into their arms, but after all, Alexandra was incompatible with anyone because of the withdrawn character developed by her own situation, so it was naturally difficult to bear Hatton's "harassment".

Brown was eager to get Hatton in, but since Mrs. Humbita had spoken out against it, he had to change his choice.

"Noel follow suit, the other one is Addo, he's strong," Bronn gave two names, "I can't get anyone else's hands." ”

Addo is a somewhat retarded fool, and Knorr is a coward, but they are obedient after all, and they are not very bad, otherwise they would not have entered the Wings of Freedom, and Lady Humbita has no objection to the two candidates.

The old Ranger gave Bronn a Ranger named Old Slipper. He was a veteran in his forties, having been in the Ranger for twenty years, and although he was in his forties, he was still as strong as a cheetah, and he was very experienced in combat, and was fluent in the dialects of many stations.

Lady Humbitha summoned Addo, the coward, and then she summoned Verna.

"These two Rangers may look shabby," the horse-faced lady whispered, "but they're not really stupid, they'll protect you until you return to Greyriver Station." ”

Vilna looked at the two young Rangers, one of them was as athletic as a giant, with wrists as thick as normal thighs, and his nose hair protruding from his valgus nostrils, making it almost impossible to look at directly; The other was relatively thin, with a pockmarked nose and a pair of gray eyes on top of the gray nose. However, they obviously couldn't face the flesh of the black beast at Vilna's ear.

"Can they help me get through the barracks?"

"It's not them, it's another ........" Madame Horseface hesitated for a moment, and she looked at the two men who were approaching in the distance with her light eyes.

A middle-aged ranger, with a rickety build, missing three fingers on his palms, gray hair, age spots on his face, and many folds of skin, but he looked more energetic than the other deputy commander.

The other was about the height of Verna, a girl, and she looked odd with her face buried under a winged shield mask.

"Alysanne was exposed to radiation as a child, so she looks a little deformed, Lennie, don't be curious about her past, don't be curious about her mutations, she's a withdrawn girl, younger than you."

Verna nodded, this girl has a special status, and Mrs. Humbysa said that she can help her get out of the military station, you must know that in the military station, it is very rare to have such power, let alone that she is just a little girl.

Vilna might be able to guess three points too. The men of the military camp reject radiation-mutated freaks and deformities of any kind, they are extremely conservative and xenophobic, they also attach great importance to pure-bloods, and their policies are cruel to those who are born with genetic defects, and they will mercilessly detain or slaughter those who have been genetically mutilated by the effects of radiation if they are discovered.

Right now, girls are clearly the exception.

Undoubtedly, her father was a well-eyed guy in the military station, and her father was quite attentive to his daughter, allowing her to enter and leave the various stations belonging to the military station.

But who will it be? Werna did not dare to confirm her suspicions to Mrs. Humbisa, she only quietly watched as the two men in the distance approached her.

"Asha, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've become more rugged." The old Ranger hugged the horse-faced lady tightly and patted her on the shoulder.

Madame gave him a blank look, "How do you speak?" I can't spew a nice word out of my mouth, but I see that you are not far from the grave of the dead, don't gossip, I have something for you to do. ”

The old Ranger greeted warmly, "What's the matter?" The old Ranger's teeth were a little blood-red, and Werna knew it was the after-effects of years of chewing on the leaves of bloodweed. And he himself describes the withering, and when he opens his mouth, he lives like a starving ghost from hell.

"Little slippery head, I've run out of hot bats recently, I want you to help me find it and see if there's a suitable line. It would be better if you could bring some back for the time being. ”

"Let me get into the businessman's circle, and I want to get a bat hot movie," the old slippery head buttoned his nose and popped out a lump of black boogers, "I need a lot of money." ”

"I've got some for you," Lady Humbisha smiled and pulled out a stack of checks, as if she had a chance of winning, "and a few boxes of military-spec ammunition and a letter of introduction from the captain, I hope you can bring back some good news." ”

The old slippery head carried a wad of checks, as if carrying a treasure, and a large box of military-gauge bullets in a wooden box wrapped in newspapers, and the most important letter.

"Armor-piercing bullets for sniper rifles, specially made by the military station?" The old slippery head gently brushed one of the bullets and sniffed it fiercely, "I haven't used this thing for a long time, it looks like you need a bat hot sheet urgently." ”

"Of course, lately, those damn dark creatures have been attacking us more and more often, many of them have been bitten, the bat fever virus has taken away many of our good hands, and even more damn those bastards of Hanting, we have worked hard to help them fend off the monsters, but they are going to sit on the ground and raise the price, and the merchants really don't have a good thing."

The old slippery head let out a giggle with his black teeth, and he pocketed the bullet, "So you think we are good Samaritans, I don't dare to be ......"

"Come on, it's not that I don't know about you," Lady Humbita's nostrils were raised, and her tone became thicker, "how many bad things you have done over the years, and letting you do some personnel can be regarded as accumulating some virtue, so as not to die well in the future." ”

The old slippery head pulled out a small piece of blood-red needle-like grass from his bosom and chewed it with a crunch, letting the dark red spit splatter everywhere.

"You're still going to take care of me? Hehe, don't worry, I'll rush back as soon as I figure out the situation, although the guard cavalry is a little more scum, but there are also a few good people. ”

The horse-faced lady nudged him lightly, "Get out of here, and come back to me when you're done brushing your teeth." ”

The old slippery head shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and he turned to look at a few young men and little girls.

'Mentally handicapped Ado? The coward Noel is really two good young men, and the heart of the black glove is really fucking blacker than the second child. ”

The mentally handicapped Addo let out a silly laugh, and the coward cowered and folded his neck and nodded, he didn't even have the courage to look directly at the old Ranger.

"Facial paralysis Alexandria, I hope your father can give some strength this time, without you, we crows can't fly out of the army."

The masked girl didn't respond, just stood quietly in place, silent.

"What should I call you, this lame lady?"

Vilna looked at him through gritted teeth, "I'm not crippled. ”

"Am I a woman, then? Haughty lame lady, now, we have to make a plan, if you really want to return to Grey River Station, I want you to obey my arrangement," the old slippery face's face became serious and old-fashioned, as if it was not him who had just teased Villerie, "If we can't do it, I think we will also be very difficult, this trip is not easy. ”

Vilna responded to his inquiry in silence.

After being silent for a long time, the old slippery head who got the answer nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go now, maybe we can save a few more people if we come back early, the Ranger outpost didn't even have a hot compress bat tablet, tsk, it's terrible to think about." ”