When night fell again, Van and Mandala once again set out on their flight, the Siberian night wind dry and cold, and the two figures moved forward one after the other in the knee-deep snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, didn't you say you were going to A-13? There seems to be something wrong with this direction. Mandala asked slowly, since the last time she suffered a loss under Fan's hands, she simply stopped calling Fan's name, but replaced it with a simple feed.

"Let's go to A-08 first, and if you don't want to go, you can leave early."

"Hmph." Mandala snorted and said no more.

The two of them continued on for some distance until Brahma pulled the mandala over his body.

"Be careful! Someone's coming. ”

A few headlights passed through the dense cracks in the trees, and the dappled lights hit the trunk of the tree where Van was hidden, and a patrol convoy hurried by, but one of the lights remained in place, and two fighters stepped out of the locomotive.

"I'm fed up with this damn mission! It's been a day, a whole day! We just ran around aimlessly, not to mention the target, we didn't see a single ghost. What's more, the above doesn't even give normal rest time, if it goes on like this, people don't catch it, we fall down first tired. The soldier unbuttoned his pants.

"Nothing, a little voice! Let others hear and report you carefully. Isn't it over to do the task honestly? What's the use of complaining. ”

"Hey, it doesn't even give us a picture, it just says that once a suspicious target is found, we will report it immediately, and I guess our target is likely to be a defected reformer."

"How can a transhuman, deserve such a massive search from above? I hadn't heard of it before. Besides, who will have a good life in these years, but choose to defect? I still know the reason why the modified people who have left the organization can't even get the minimum genetic enhancement solution, and the modified people without the enhancement solution are aging faster than us, and I still know this truth. So, I guess the escapees must have been the key criminals who had been imprisoned. ”

"You're right, don't care if he's not, let's be careful, anyway, no matter who he is, we're just hanging up in front of us." The soldier lifted his pants and finally finished releasing the water.

"Hey, that's what I said, let's keep up with the team." Another soldier also put on his pants and turned to leave.

"Huh?" It didn't matter if he turned around, but he found that his comrades behind him had suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, a pair of hands patted him on the shoulder, and he subconsciously turned his head, "Damn!" You're scared to death ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit hard in the back of the head, and then he fell limply.

Van withdrew his hand and walked to the locomotive in a few steps.

"Get in the car." He beckoned.

On the other side, the mandala, who had also completed the task, sat behind Brahma with a vertical leap.

Buzz, buzz!

Van twisted the accelerator, raised his hand to turn off the lights, and the locomotive rushed out like a galloping bull.

On rough paths, it was extremely difficult for the locomotive to move forward, especially at night when visibility was severely limited. But even so, Van would not choose to turn on the lights, because it would be too easy to leak the target.

The speed of the car is not very fast, but it is also nearly 100 miles under the control of Fan, so the strong night wind cuts the face, sharper than a knife.

The mandala placed his face close to Fan's back, his hands wrapped around Fan's waist like iron tongs, and the strong night breeze was blocked by Fan's broad shoulders.

"Hey, why didn't you kill that soldier." After a long silence, Mandala was the first to speak.

Fan squinted vigorously, he couldn't open his eyes due to the stimulation of the strong wind, and he chose to turn a deaf ear to Mandala's words.

"Want to know why I saved you?" Seeing that Van didn't speak, Mandala suddenly asked.

Although Brahma's voice was not loud, Mandala still heard his slight "Hmm." ”

"Then tell me why you didn't kill him."

Van frowned, "Does this need a reason?" Just don't want to waste time. ”

"Waste of time? It's a quicker way for you to kill him. ”

Van was silent again.

Mandala smiled, "Okay, I can tell you why I saved you. ”

Van took a slight ear test.

"Yang Feng is closely preparing his first test subjects, and I am 'honored' to be selected by him. If you are caught by Yang Feng, this plan will start immediately. ”

"Don't you want to be a mutant?" Van asked.

"I don't want to, of course I don't, I don't want to be a 'monster' who can't even tell what species I belong to."

"But it will give you a lot of power."

"Not everybody is chasing power." Mandala shook his head slightly.

"So, that's why you're helping me?"

"Not all, of course." Mandala sighed, "Do you know why I was frozen before?" ”

"Yang Feng."

"No, it's not just because of Yang Feng." Mandala shook his head again, his expression full of contradictions and hesitation.

"It's because I killed my teammates, all my teammates." She speaks amazingly!

Van breathed slightly, "Why?" ”

The reason is actually very simple, they ** her together in front of a little girl's parents. And that child was only a teenager at the time. So I killed them, also in front of them. ”

"Shocked, isn't it?" Mandala smiled and hugged Fan's arm tightly, "You must know that not all reformed people can restrain their emotions like you. ”

"After that, I was locked up until Yang Feng appeared in front of me."

"I was completely impressed by the world he depicted, a new world of perfect harmony and no bullying." Mandala's eyes were a little misty, "So I willingly became his victim, but in the end, I didn't die, but was frozen." ”

"Then why do you choose to betray?" Van asked in a low voice.

"Betrayal? No, I didn't betray him, he lied to me first! What I have witnessed since I woke up is completely different from the world he promised me! Even in some ways, he is more repulsive than the Angel of Death. Mandala's tone began to grow cold.

"Fan, what do you think is the definition of the existence of the strong?" Mandala asked solemnly, this time she no longer called Brahma by feeding, "Or what kind of attitude do you think the transformation of people should face for ordinary people." She continued.

Fan thought for a moment and shook his head gently, "In my eyes, there is not much difference between the two. ”

Mandala smiled suddenly, from the bottom of his heart, "So you admit that we are actually equal?" ”

"No," Van replied categorically, but then he hesitated, "I don't know, and I've never thought about it." ”

Mandala gently moved her cheek away from Fan's back, "Remember that secret base?" On the A-25. ”

Van suddenly froze, seemed to think of something, and nodded.

"Do you think you can turn a blind eye to what is happening there? Don't try to dodge my question, I know you must have seen something there. ”

Fan sighed and twisted the throttle tightly, and the speed of the locomotive was raised again.

"That's why I didn't kill that soldier."

The mandala approached Fan's back again and smiled a little happily, "Now I'm a little curious about how much you've seen in the base." ”

"You planned to send me to that base a long time ago." Fan turned his face sideways, and there was some indescribable complexity on the hard and firm side face lines.

"Guess." The mandala smiled but did not answer, and his body was almost completely close to Brahman.

A long silence ensued, as both men chewed on the conversation they had just made.

Soon after, the moving locomotive finally stopped, and Mandala let go of his hand and looked up at Van with some confusion.

"We're here, let's get off."

Van got off the locomotive and walked into the valley in front of him first.

Mandala immediately got out of the car, and she looked around the little valley that was somewhat uncontested, and followed Van in a few steps.

After Van and Mandala left, the locomotive lay alone in the snow, but what they didn't notice was that through the outer steel shell of the locomotive, an extremely tiny locator was constantly flashing red.