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Brahma lay alone on the barren and dry mound, looking up at the starry sky, not far from the mound, there were tents stacked on top of each other, many of which were lit outside the campfires, bringing only a trace of temperature to the silent night.

He was controlled by the gendarmerie, but Van knew very well that they were there to protect themselves.

The outcome of the daytime clash was actually completely unexpected, and he never thought of killing Muham, even though he had insulted himself. But that's all there is to it, there is no deep hatred between them.

But why did the result turn out to be the way it is now? Looking at the starry sky, Van fell into deep introspection.

It all started with Muhan's words, and when he unabashedly revealed his desire for the Silent Ripper, a sudden rise of rage led to all this.

In fact, the aiming position of Van for the last shot was Muhan's hand holding the gun, but at the moment before pulling the trigger, the anger of the uncontrolled affected him to lock the crosshair on his body, so when he pulled the trigger, he already knew the final result.

But where does this unknown anger come from? Van couldn't help but look at his left arm, where a short knife was hidden, and a new consciousness.

With the amazing blow on the battlefield that day, the power in the Silent Ripper was basically exhausted, and the short knife without energy was just an ordinary short knife, unless the energy was restored, but the process was long, as long as Fan wanted to generate a drop of purple blood.

Could it be that the consciousness of the newborn affects itself? How else could you explain his sudden rage?

But all this can only be speculation, and he does not have enough evidence to prove it.

While his thoughts were fluttering, a sound of footsteps came along the earth.

"Something?"

Van tilted his face slightly and shook his head.

"Why don't you have a drink?" The second lieutenant with a broken arm pulled a wine bottle from his bosom.

"Why not?" Van smiled.

The lieutenant grinned and opened the bottle and poured a full glass for Fan, and as soon as the spicy alcohol entered his throat, Fan's body seemed to be on fire.

"How's that, it's hard enough!"

Van wiped his mouth, "It's not bad." ”

The second lieutenant smiled hesitantly, "Of course it's good, this wine is some years old." ”

"By the way, I haven't told you my name yet, my name is Baku."

“K。”

"Ha, I've known your name for a long time, and no one in the whole camp will know it now." Baku licked his lips, "To be honest, it's really a great pleasure that you can kill Muhan, that guy is shameless and annoying, Lord Dilier has been pestered by him, although the brothers want him to get out, but that guy's strength is really strong." ”

"Of course," Baku said, taking a sip of his wine, "I can't compare to you." ”

"Is there any smoke?" Van suddenly asked.

"Uh...... No, I don't smoke. ”

Van nodded, and the alcohol went down his throat again.

"Do you think I should kill Muham?"

"This ......," the lieutenant was apparently stopped by the remark.

"We didn't have a grudge against each other, but now I've killed him." Although Sanskrit's tone sounded calm, it always felt a little strange.

The second lieutenant's face was straight, "In that situation, if you didn't kill him, he would definitely kill more people, and he wanted to kill you, so it was only natural for you to kill him." ”

"But what if I told you that I knew he wouldn't be able to kill me?"

"What do you mean?" Baku could not understand for a moment.

"I said he couldn't kill me, even if he gave him a hundred more bullets, he wouldn't kill me."

Baku was a little speechless for a while, and Fan's expression showed no signs of joking at all, and was full of seriousness.

"It's like a legless man with a sharp knife in his hand, and he wants to kill you, and he is desperately swinging at you, but you know that he will never be able to hurt you, in such a situation, do you think you should kill him?"

"But......" Baku tried to argue, but found that he could not open his mouth at all.

"Just because he wants to kill me, I have to kill him?"

"But if you don't kill him, he'll find a way to kill you."

"How do you know?" Van couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

"I ......" Baku had never been so speechless as he was tonight, but he had to admit that if he followed the logic of the Brahman, he was indeed right. But he always felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't say.

"Didn't you kill him in the end?"

"That's exactly what I've been thinking about, why should I kill him."

Baku took a big gulp of wine, the spicy alcohol stimulated his brain, "It's not right for you to think like this, if you want to live in this damn last world, you can't have any mercy, if you don't kill him, he will definitely kill you, don't ask me why I know, I've seen too much of this kind of thing." ”

"So you kill me, I kill you, and the end times will never end." Fan said lightly.

"Ha, it's good to be alive, who cares when the end of the world ends? This damn end of the world will never end, and the worms will never be killed in a lifetime! Baku took another sip of wine.

"It's not that we can't kill the bugs, but before we finish killing the bugs, we have already killed all of our own people."

"Huh?"

"Think about it, whether there are more humans who die in your hands, or more zergs who die in your hands."

Baku was suddenly stunned, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. Yes, which one did you kill more? A terrible result he had never considered was so bad that he barely even managed to hold the bottle.

Looking at Baku, whose eyes were cloudy, Van gently patted him on the shoulder, and completely drank all the wine in his glass.

Then the two of them fell into their own silence.

"Hey." Baku suddenly smiled a little sarcastically, he looked at his empty left arm, "This kind of thing has nothing to do with me now, I'm about to leave the gendarmerie, if I'm lucky, I should be able to mix in with the head of a frontier outpost, right?" Thankfully, I've saved enough money over the years, otherwise it would have been miserable. ”

"You're leaving?"

"Yes, the hands are gone, and the empire doesn't raise people who eat idle."

Van nodded, but did not speak.

"Hey, I almost forgot about it." Baku slammed his head, "Here's for you." He reached into his clothes and laboriously pulled out a large, exaggerated pistol.

"I don't need this thing anymore, in fact, it's hard to use it even if I'm able-bodied, and his recoil isn't something I can handle."

Van paused slightly, and took the giant revolver in the second lieutenant's hand, which Van used that day, and killed Muhan, who was a high-level reformed human warrior, with one shot.

The whole gun was half an arm's length, and the darkened gun still bore the marks of the passage of time.

"It's called a wild elephant, how about it? Isn't it very much in line with his characteristics. Baku smiled, "This is something that my 'father' left me, the old guy's peak level back then was as high as level eight, but he was unlucky to be killed before he even got a decent title, the old guy once used this gun to kill opponents of the same level, so you can imagine how terrible it would be for him to fully display his power." This thing will only be buried with me, and I won't be able to fight anyway, so I'll just give it to you. ”

"It's valuable, but it's exactly what I need right now, tell me what you need, and we can exchange it." Van was always looking for a hot weapon that would suit him, and he couldn't rely on hand-to-hand combat forever, he had to conserve his stamina when necessary.

"Ha, I said it was for you, but you saved me and so many of my brothers."

"Also, this is a box of special bullets, save some use, this thing is not easy to get."

Looking at the twelve bullets handed over by Baku, each of which was a giant bullet the length of a finger, Fan still felt that this "gratitude" was too heavy.

"Okay, don't think about it, if I say I'll give it to you, I'm leaving, take care. After this time, you will be free. ”

Baku got up and patted his buttocks, and walked slowly down the hill until he reached the bottom of the hill and disappeared into the night, without saying anything encouraging or retaining him.

This kind of ending in Baku is already good, that is, there is money to live, and you can have a more decent position, at least you don't have to worry about your livelihood.

In this chaotic apocalypse, most people will not be as lucky as him, everyone yearns for the title of marquis and knight, but how many people can really do it? In fact, being able to live is a grand ambition in itself.

Fan sighed faintly and looked at the starry sky. (To be continued.) )