There was the roar of artillery bombardment in his ears, and Su Qin leaned against the ruins of the wall silently thinking about what he could do now.

He wasn't an overly optimistic person, and the apparent surrender of the magic sword didn't say much about it. After using the magic sword, Su Qin now further deepened her erosion of herself. Black shadows continued to haunt his soul projections in the subspace, forcing the sleeping beast to indulge in painful nightmares.

Now, they were like two beasts tied together, peering at each other's flesh. This fight to the death has nothing to do with muscles, and only the stronger-willed side will be the last one to survive.

"You just let them go?" The magic sword walked boredly on the collapsed low wall, the wind blowing her long fluttering skirt revealing a snow-white calf.

"It's a battlefield, and all kinds of rumors are everywhere. Anyway, the bone pickers have already been spread like that by them, so it doesn't hurt to have one more rumor of invulnerability. In the end, the big guys above won't believe it, they will only use this as an excuse for their subordinates to shirk and kick those unlucky soldiers home to farm. Taking the flat metal wine jug from his pocket, Su Qin took a small sip with extreme restraint.

The scorching liquor burned down his throat, warming his frozen body quickly. Leaning in front of the riflescope, the Germans and Soviets below were fighting. Around the circular fountain in the center of the crossroads, both sides of the city were constantly charging at the opposite position, and a small two-storey building on the side of the street changed attacks and defenses more than five times in just two hours.

A shot interrupted the German machine gun mount, and Su Qin hid back in cover and continued to think about the question just now. Now, he has three natural abilities in his hands, among which the Force can only wield extremely superficial functions because no one has taught him, and the psionic energy has many unpredictable potential dangers that cannot be used excessively. Considering the magic sword in his body, Su Qin felt that he should still focus on the craftsman's ability.

The improvement of the craftsman's ability in the body is not significant, except for the fact that you can see that the soul is stored in zài, there is only the direct wielding of soul power. But this was precisely the key to Su Qin's resistance to the erosion of the Demon Sword, and his innate huge soul provided him with sufficient spiritual power to compete with the Demon Sword for overall control. And the knowledge contained in the craftsman's enhancement also prepared him for the worst.

One of the most taboo acts in the information imported by the Archons is the devouring of the soul of a magic weapon by the craftsman himself.

Now is not the time, Su Qin said silently in his heart. He wasn't ready for the final battle with the magic sword, and yesterday's harvest was like that two-story building that was only a temporary advantage. Looking at the magic sword that was softly reciting Wilde's verses, Su Qin's eyes were faint but calm, like the calm sea before a storm.

The battle below had come to an end for the time being, leaving the corpses all over the ground and the two sides retreating back to the barricades. Su Qin carefully returned to the station along the shadows of the building, and Vasily and the rest of the sniper company had not yet returned. Danilov, the commissar of propaganda, who was always with Vasily and was responsible for publicizing his heroic deeds, was certainly not here. Looking at those comrades-in-arms who were tired and staggering after the battle, Su Qin shook his head, found a quiet corner, sat down and began to meditate.

At the same time, in the rear hospital of the German army.

The sergeant, who was finally wounded after two encounters with the bone picker, is being treated. Looking at the nurse's deliberately hoisted left leg, the sergeant smiled wryly and lit a cigarette. You can always smoke a cigarette here, right? He thought pleasantly.

"I've said many times, please don't smoke in the ward, Sergeant Fabian." The small hand reached out from the side and pulled away the cigarette that the sergeant was holding.

"Oh, it's just one, Annie, you're not such a stilted girl, are you?" The sergeant embarrassedly begged for mercy from the freckleled young nurse beside him.

"Nope." The nurse resolutely rejected Sergeant Fabian's request.

"Aha, sir, you've been confiscated by the housekeeper's wife again. This is the third time today, right? A young man next to him quipped after the nurse left.

"Shut up, it's just a gentleman's demeanor that a man should have." The sergeant deliberately straightened his face to defend himself.

"Less, Fabian, who here doesn't know that you want to marry Anne home as your own housekeeper." The veteran lying on the other side laughed and cursed, piercing the little abacus in Sergeant Fabian's heart.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense that I'm married." Sergeant Fabian blushed and waved his hand to interrupt the group's commotion, afraid to be heard by Anne, who had not gone far.

"Come less, you only have one daughter in your family, and how many years has your wife been dead." The veteran who knew him well continued to expose the other party's old truth, and Fabian was so angry that he raised his hand and made a gesture to hit him.

"Hey, I guess I'll have to go back to my hometown to grow beans this time (Note 1)." Fabian patted his injured leg, which was wrapped in a thick plaster, and said helplessly.

"Did the bone picker do a good job? That's a hell of a ghostly guy. The veteran squinted and saw that the sergeant's wound was in the knee, and at once he guessed what had happened to him.

"Yes, that monster ......" Fabian's voice grew deeper and deeper, remembering the commander's silence on him.

Speaking of "bone picker", there seem to be more and more rumors about him recently. "Hospital life is always boring, and talking about this kind of Shinto thing is the easiest way to attract people's attention. The idle and bored guys in the ward gathered here and began to talk nonsense.

"How did you get the word over there? I heard the story that the guy was a crappy surgeon before the war, and that after the war he was now able to cut himself with a bullet much faster than a scalpel. A stocky guy who was more of a soldier than a soldier muttered as he bit down on an apple. His words burst into laughter, reminiscent of the silent films that were popular before the war, one of which seemed to be a story about a crappy doctor.

"What is this? That's a lot of exaggeration. Legend has it that the bone picker made a pact with Cerberus, who loves to gnaw on the patella, that the Hellwatchdog would turn bullets into terrifying hounds. Wherever the target flees, these damn vicious dogs chase after them and bite the victim's bones. After nightfall, the bone picker would go to the place where they had fallen to pick up the broken patella. ”

"Cut, there's something more exaggerated. Someone saw with their own eyes that a dragon lived in the barrel of the bone picker's gun. Normally, this evil dragon sleeps in the chamber of the gun, as long as the bone picker shoots, phew! When awakened, the dragon will fly out and burn all victims in sight. ”

"God, why did you let such a terrible demon roam the world?"

"It's over......" Fabian looked at the group of people who were becoming more and more exaggerated, and couldn't help but show a helpless expression.

At this moment, he saw a crack in the door of the ward, and a small figure outside was quietly listening to the conversation in the room. So Fabian walked over on crutches and pushed the door open, and the moment it opened, he suddenly felt that he saw an angel.

But there has to be a premise - ten years from now.

Hiding outside the door, a little girl wearing a miniature version of the German ** official uniform, the tube skirt of the ordinary uniform was replaced with a black miniskirt, and a pair of white stockings were also worn under the skirt. Under the large cap sewn with the military badge was a pair of double ponytails made of brilliant gold, and the brown riding boots on her feet added a strange sense of maturity. The little girl unconsciously took a step back, and then pretended to be calm and put her hand to her mouth and pretended to cough.

The girl looked up at Sergeant Fabian: "The story just now is very interesting, can you tell more about it?" ”

Apparently, this little angel-like guy has been secretly listening outside for a long time.

"Of course, dear young lady." Now that the little lady was actually wearing a lieutenant-officer-style uniform, Fabian smiled and deliberately made a respectful expression, and then bowed slightly to open the door for her. This cute little guy reminded him of his daughter of a similar age at home, and he didn't know if she had grown taller or become more beautiful after fighting for so long.

Seemingly satisfied with his appearance, the little lady nodded proudly and walked into the ward with her hands behind her back. Seeing such a beautiful little guy, coupled with Fabian's glaring behind her, the wounded soldiers smiled and saluted. Most of them saw this as another trick to relieve their boredom, and the girl was probably a civilian who worshiped the Germans near the station. After all, a person at such a young age can't be a real colonel no matter how you think about it, right?

That's a high level of completion! Looking at the three strands of silver thread intertwined on the little lady's shoulders and the epaulettes with two gold stars, Fabian couldn't help but sigh that her mother's handiwork was really good, and it could be compared to those craftsmen who specialized in customizing military uniforms.

"Ahem, I'm the colonel of the 6th Army, Lei, ......" Halfway through her words, the little lady accidentally bit her tongue, and she couldn't help but let out a short cry of pain. Seeing this scene, the wounded soldiers all burst out laughing.

Fabian shook his head and took out a large piece of toffee from the drawer and handed it to the little lady with puffed out cheeks. The little lady, who had been treated completely like a child, opened her mouth in embarrassment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took the toffee in a whispered thanks.

Remembering her words, the wounded soldiers of the "Bad Heart" began to tell all sorts of horrific tales about the bone pickers. Probably to see what the little girl would be scared of, they added fuel to the rumors in a variety of ways. In the mouths of this group of boring guys, the bone picker has suddenly turned into a monster with a height of three meters, a body width of three meters, six arms, three eyes, and a mouth big enough to swallow a child in one bite.

However, this little lady was unusually brave. Far from being deterred by these horror stories, she took out her notebook and recorded the characteristics of the wounded soldier very seriously.

Looking at these nonsense guys, Fabian sighed and waved his hand to drive them away and come to the little lady: "Dear Colonel, in fact, the bone picker is by no means the terrifying monster they say. Objectively speaking, his shooting skills are really good, but he is just an ordinary person. After a moment's hesitation, Fabian thought it would be better not to ramble about the fact that the bone picker might really be a monster. He didn't intend to scare the little girl in front of him, and besides, there was a password to save zài.

"But to put it another way, maybe we have to thank the bone picker?"

"Huh? Fabian, are you stupid to eat potatoes? Thank you, what are you doing? ”

"He didn't kill me with that shot, but took me back to the rear hospital. It's much safer here than the front line where you can get all the dog's brains out. ”

"Sir, how can you say that. It's so unconscious. One of the recruits said dissatisfied.

"As long as I can come home alive and see my lovely little daughter, I don't care if I am conscious or not." Glancing at the immature fellow, Fabian didn't say much, he could fully understand why the other party thought that.

In fact, the reason for the disagreement between the two sides is very simple, after all, Fabian has seen the cruelty of war, and this recruit only came from China a few months ago. Most of the country's youth do not have much anti-war sentiment, on the contrary, their desire to join the army is very high. This is not surprising, for example, if the Celestial Empire defeats India in three days, suppresses North Korea, Japan and South Korea in one week, and hits Moscow in half a month. How can there be anti-war sentiments in the country? At this time, this is probably the case in Germany.

Just as the wounded soldiers were arguing between the old and the new, Lieutenant Colonel Blois suddenly walked in. Seeing a lieutenant colonel suddenly appear in the ward, all the soldiers quietly fell silent and saluted him neatly.

Without paying attention to the noisy wounded soldiers, Blois solemnly walked up to the little lady and stood on his heels, and solemnly gave her a standard military salute.

"Welcome, Rhadia. Colonel Adolf. ”

1 The name Fabian originally means "bean grower" in German.

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