Under the watchful eyes of the mythical beasts of the town mansion on both sides, Victor and his personal guard Silver Fox hurried through the cloister courtyard of the old palace. There were still a few hours before dawn, and the biting cold wind of the night froze the snow of the previous night into icicles and hung on the eaves, and even the lake outside the cloister was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the moonlight in the sky was reflected on the ice like a double yolk egg.

Walking through the cloister was the main hall of the Governor's Palace, where the butler, Mr. Stephens, was already waiting outside the War Chamber.

"Lord Victor," Mr. Stephens bowed with one hand to his chest and opened the door for Victor, "Lord Governor is already inside. ”

Victor nodded to him and led Stephens into the chamber.

"Father." As soon as he entered, Victor stood upright, his feet striking with a crisp sound, and greeted Governor William in a military manner.

Governor William was sitting in the main seat, flanked by important aides, but there was no intelligence analyst Rupert. He was staring at the giant screen in front of him, his eyes were as bright as ever, revealing the majesty of a patriarch, making Victor secretly admire that his father's body was still so strong at this age.

Hearing Victor's voice, William turned his head slightly to look at him:

"You're late."

"As soon as I heard your call, I rushed from the canopy."

"Maybe you should come back and be more on the ground, grounded, instead of always staying in the sky." The old man's words were pun intended.

Victor secretly resisted the dissatisfaction in his heart, nodded yes, and then took his seat, while the silver fox stood quietly behind him. Major Norton, who was sitting next to him, immediately whispered to Victor to brief him on the situation.

The giant screen is playing the mission report transmitted by the Manta Ray Squad after connecting to the network again, showing the targets that the raid mission successfully annihilated.

When Victor sat down, he had already reached the point where the Sunset Goddess had sunk, and this part of the information had been known last night.

However, when the pictures and materials of the secret Yaksha factory in the cave were transmitted, there was a burst of exclamations and whispers from the conference hall: judging from the cultivation equipment, quantity, and new varieties of the Yaksha, they far exceeded the previous estimate of the power of the Renaissance Society by the Asian and American governments. Not only that, but the information sent back by Nakahisa also gave the Asian and American governments an idea of how the Renaissance Society transported the Yaksha into Yaning's own guerrilla warfare methods, and the officials present knew that this information was crucial to successfully suppressing and even eradicating the Renaissance Society.

Mr. Stephens leaned down to William and whispered, "Your Excellency the Governor's decision is indeed correct, and it is of great value to let Zhongjiu go freely." ”

William nodded: "Indeed, it is better than expected." ”

However, the information from the manta ray is not complete, the last character avatar information is transmitted, due to the unstable information on the network, the image begins to be covered with mosaics, and then gradually clears, everyone looks at the image with wide eyes.

"It's Liu Yuetai!"

The computer was comparing the last image of Hong Yuesheng on the Sunset Goddess with the past data, and after a few seconds, it came up with the same result as the visual inspection, which was Liu Yuetai, the leader of the Revival Society. The image is then stamped with a large "Death" stamp.

“Wahooooooo!!!!!” The conference hall was suddenly filled with cheers and thunderous applause.

"What about the casualties of the soldiers?" Governor William asked.

Next to Liu Yuetai, the screen showed the number of casualties among the soldiers involved in the raid, which was about 32 percent, which was within an acceptable range. At the same time, the computer reported: "But the main generals are safe and sound, except for Captain Brunhilde, and Captain Brunhilde's injuries have been effectively controlled." ”

Governor William leaned his head back on the couch and exhaled deeply, then carefully looked at Liu Yuetai on the screen. He looked so seriously that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deep, and he didn't make a sound for half a sound. Only Mr. Stephens, who was beside him, understood that for an opponent who had fought against William for nearly twenty years, it was sometimes like the opposite of himself in the mirror, and when such an opponent left, it was as if he had lost a part of himself, which was a truth that people of such experience and age could understand.

“Unbelievable! How_come_that_Raid_Team_made_of_a_patchwork_of_nobody_won_the_battle! It's_just_dumb_luck! It was really luck to let Zhongjiu rely on a patchwork raid team to return victorious! Major Norton grumbled in a low voice.

“But_they_did_track_to_Instaurator’s_secret_base_and_successfully_attack_them。 It_is_the_fact。 (But it's also true that they succeeded in tracking down and raiding the Revival Society's secret base.) The officer next to Norton was visibly appreciative.

“That_was_just_a_fluke! You_vastly_overrate_them。 (It's just the occasional surprise attack, which is too much of a promotion.) ）”

“Besides_wiping_out_Yaksha_conspiracy，killing_Instaurator’s_leader_Liu_Yuetai_is_a_great_achievement，which_we_dreamed_of_in_years… (Putting aside the Yaksha plan to cut off the Revival Society, just sniping Liu Yuetai, the leader of the Revival Society, which we have been pursuing for many years, is a great success, which we have dreamed of for many years but have not been able to do.) Before the officer could finish speaking, he suddenly noticed the cold and piercing eyes of Victor nearby, and quickly stopped and stopped talking.

Major Norton approached Victor: "Colonel, ZhongJiu_becomes_famous_after_the_battle, what_should_we_do?" (Colonel, what can you do in the future if you let Lieutenant Colonel Nakahisa become famous this time?) ）”

Victor laughed, his smile was still cold and charming: "Isn't there an old saying in Yaning: The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind?" Be_patient, Major_Norton (a little patient, major). ”

"Your Excellency the Doge." Mr. Stephens duly reminded William of his next decision.

William pulled his thoughts back from the memories of the past and looked at Mr. Stephens: "Now that Liu Yuetai is dead, the Revival Society has become leaderless, and it is bound to be scattered in the future. However, the mistakes of raising tigers in the past cannot be repeated, and everything needs to be balanced. ”

Mr. Stephens nodded: "I understand, everything has already been arranged. ”

In the private office of the Mirage Intelligence Service, the gray phone on the desk rang again, and Rupert picked up the microphone and listened to the instructions for the conversation, while looking through the transparent glass at his teammates who were immersed in the celebratory atmosphere outside. One of them, the young female assistant who helped track the song of the whale at 52 hertz, was happy, and cut a piece of New Year's cake to make a celebration cake for Rupert, but found that Rupert's office was empty at some point, and he disappeared with him, as well as the long bag hidden under the table.

When the manta fish amphibious ships arrived at the Maritime Canal, it was just dawn. According to the instructions, the manta rays will first dock at a designated secret mirage port and arrange for the crew to land, without applause and no public will know what they have done - all this is expected, they are engaged in a secret operation.

“Lieutenant_Brunhild，We’re_about_to_landing。 (Captain Brunhilde, it's time to get ready to land.) Outside Brunhilde's private cabin, "Fayth", there was a knock on the door of Emily, the physician.

“I_see。 I’ll_be_right_there。 (Got it, right away.) Brunhilde replied to Emily in a slightly louder voice as he pressed the microphone on his private satellite phone, but still couldn't fully hide the tremors of the pain in his chest. Even though she had only been off the operating table for only a few hours, she insisted on returning to her room despite Emily's dissuasion.

“Are_you_alright? You’re_actually_not_ready_to_any_kind_of_activities_after_that_surgery… (Are you alright?) The surgery had just been completed and was not yet suitable for any activities. Emily asked worriedly.

"I'm_fine (It's okay)." Despite the painkillers, beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid down Brunhilde's forehead, soaking through the underwear on the front and back of his chest. “Any_emergency，Jack(Manta_Ray_II_AI)will_inform_you。 (There is an emergency, Jack (Manta 2 AI) will notify you.) )”

Hearing Brunhilde's insistence, Emily also understood the character of her boss, and she didn't dare to ask any more, but she didn't dare to take half a step, so she had to retreat, squatted down against the wall of the corridor, and waited outside the room with her hands on her knees.

“Hello？” A voice came from the other side of Brunhilde's phone microphone — in fact, Brunhilde had turned off Jack's system and switched to the most traditional method of communication to avoid surveillance. She didn't reply immediately, but looked out through the hanging window of the cabin: the manta rays had surfaced, and the view of the secret harbor was gradually emerging behind the flowing water. The landing deck was being lowered, and Hong Yuesheng could be seen taking the lead in coming out to help transport the wounded off the ship. Hong Yuesheng looked up at the "Fayth" cabin while helping. Sensing the direction of Hong Yuesheng's gaze, Brunhilde immediately hid his face behind the curtain.

“Hello?？” Continue to ask on the other side of the phone.

Looking from the outside, it was pitch black in the "Fayth" cabin, and Hong Yuesheng shook her head helplessly and continued to assist in commanding. The battle between the Sunset Goddess and the Cave made him famous among the entire crew, which made him no longer just a young Yaning teenager, and provided him with a lot of convenience in his commanding work.

The secret port is well-equipped, but from the outside it looks like a large old warehouse on the side of the Maritime Canal. When the golden sunlight shone down on the giant door of the warehouse that was opening, Rupert had been waiting for a long time on the rooftop of a building not far away. Through the scope of a long-range sniper rifle, he could see that first the ambulance drove out to see off the wounded, followed by the unharmed raiders walking out of the warehouse.

Rupert kept his eyes on the scope and searched the crowd for a target task. After the crosshair swept past several team members, it was positioned on the face of Nakajiu who came out. Zhong Jiu was taking out his favorite Yaning brand "Golden Moon" brand cigarettes at this time, habitually knocking the filter in his hand, and then putting the cigarette in his mouth, and the people around him immediately lit the fire for him.

"Hey, BROTHER~ THAT'S DONE, LET'S TAKE A SHOWER AND WATCH A MOVIE."

The aiming star turned to Hong Yuesheng next to him in the direction that Zhongjiu was facing.

"What movie to watch?" Hong Yuesheng asked.

"What kind of movie can it be, of course it's a erotic movie! 3D holographic! Nakahisa said as he spat out a large smoke ring.

Rupert adjusted the focus for a moment, and finally locked on Hong Yuesheng's face, the boy smiled innocently, not at all like a killer who had gone through several battlefield baptisms and had his hands tainted by blood countless times.

"Lock_the_target (target targeted)," Rupert reported through the headset, "Shoot_anytime (ready to shoot)." ”

“Confirmed。 Go! (Action confirmed, executed immediately!) The command was delivered, and Rupert's fingers began to press the trigger of the sniper rifle.

"Cut! You're a dog who can't change eating. Hong Yuesheng replied Zhong Jiu.

At the moment when the trigger was immediately pulled, suddenly several unexpected teams of uninvited guests jumped into view, they rushed into the warehouse square, and shouted as they ran:

"Hong Yuesheng!!"

"Lieutenant Colonel Nakahisa!!"

"May I ask if you are Hong Yuesheng?"

The uninvited guests each held microphones, hand-held cameras, cameras, and several reporters in the lead, men and women in professional clothes rushed up and asked with their heads covered in faces. Encountering such an accident, the soldiers behind Zhong Jiu and Hong Yuesheng immediately rushed up to stop the reporters, but they still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the reporters, they almost jumped and jumped to probe their cameras and microphones at Hong Yuesheng and Zhong Jiu.

"I heard that you just completed a secret mission against the Revival Society, can you reveal it?!"

"As a Yaning, do you feel uncomfortable fighting against the organization of your own people?"

"Does your action have anything to do with the Confederate uprising?"

Hong Yuesheng was startled by the sudden scene, and when he didn't know how to deal with it, the camera had already clicked to take several photos, and the flash was so shaking that he could barely open his eyes.

"There's something unexpected!" Rupert was already flashing behind the rooftop wall with a sniper rifle in his hand: "What's going on?!" How can any journalist know the location of the secret port??! ”

"We are also in the process of confirming the situation. The task is temporarily canceled. Again, the sniper mission is canceled! An urgent message came from across the headset.

Rupert glanced downstairs again, even though there were soldiers around, Hong Yuesheng and Zhong Jiu were still surrounded by reporters. Rupert quickly disassembled the sniper rifle, threw it into the long bag beside him, got up and quietly retreated into the darkness.

In the noisy crowd, Zhong Jiu suddenly caught a glimpse of his lover, and the famous character Yue Huang who was privately appointed for life in Haiqin Garden: Ling Xiaoyue, she was wearing a black velvet coat, a silver-white fox scarf, and leather boots of the same color on her feet, standing outside the crowd in the distance accompanied by the maid Luo Lan, pouting, looking at him with a smile, although Ling Xiaoyue was wearing a black pearl veil on her face, Zhong Jiu recognized her at a glance. Seeing that Zhong Jiu noticed her, Ling Xiaoyue turned around and left, leaving only Luo Lan waiting there.

"Brother, I'll leave it to you next." Zhong Jiu patted Hong Yuesheng on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Rather than being interviewed, Hong Yuesheng would rather go to the battlefield: "Where are you going?? By the time he turned around, Nakahisa had magically disappeared, and he really had a way of avoiding the paparazzi.

Hong Yuesheng's interview video has been broadcast live on the morning hot news, and although he seems to be trying his best to dodge, his face is still clearly captured. That helpless look was frozen, and then marked with "Destroy the heroes of the Revival Society?" ".

"It's a bit of a surprise." Governor William, looking at the TV screen, said.

"I'm really sorry, Your Excellency the Governor, it's a subordinate who is not doing well, and we are urgently investigating the source of the leak of confidential information." Mr. Stephens bowed down deeply and apologized.

Governor William waved his hand, "It's okay, it's hard to recover." Now that he's a public figure, let's change our next steps and he'll still be useful to us in the future. Inform the Information Agency. ”

"What message is it to the Information Agency?"

"Heroes of war against Yaning terrorists, bridges of peace between the Asian and American nations."

In the "Fayth" cabin, the other end of Brunhilde's earphone was excited: "The senior editor of our daily newspaper thank you for the inside information!" We want to know how to thank you? In addition, whether it can be continued in the future. ”

Brunhilde quietly hung up the phone and pressed the "Delect" button again, completely erasing the call log. After the artificial intelligence was restored, a photo of Hong Yuesheng was also broadcast on the holographic TV in the cabin. Brünnhilde felt the old wound on her lips oozing blood again, and for some reason the wound never healed, she reached into her pocket to find something to wipe it, but inadvertently pulled out the handkerchief with blue edges on a white background and left her own blood stains, and looking at the handkerchief, she was full of thoughts for a while.

Zhong Jiu followed Luo Lan's figure all the way down the alley to a dilapidated small warehouse next to the secret warehouse, and Luo Lan stopped at the door and stopped moving forward. Zhong Jiu crossed Luo Lan alone and entered the warehouse. It's an abandoned shipyard filled with steel parts of a ship, all rusted. In the depths of the cold red rust, it was Ling Xiaoyue, who was standing facing the wall and facing away from Zhong Jiu. Feeling Zhong Jiu approaching, she didn't turn back, just took off the black feather coat on her body, she was naked, she was petite, but her body was well-proportioned, her skin was like jade, due to long-term practice, the muscle lines were clear and supple, the coat slid over the moist and slender legs, and finally the whole body was exposed in the cold winter day, exuding a faint heat, silently sending out a tempting invitation, affecting the nerves of Zhong Jiu's whole body.

Nakahisa laughed lovingly, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and walked towards the woman who exuded a seductive aura from her bones.

———————

Outside the drive-in restaurant in the Mirage New Area at night, the waiter boy who had been busy all day was ready to close. He used the TV that was still playing as a background sound, carelessly cleaned up the dishes, and when he was about to close the automatic iron door outside the window, he happened to see a young man Yaning who was lying outside the window and looking in.

“Hi，we_do_not_allow_Yaninese_to_enter_our_restaurant。 Go_away_now! (Hey!) We don't entertain Yaning people here! Go away!)" He snapped.

The young man Yaning did not object, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait_a_minute (wait a minute)!" An older voice behind him stopped him in Yaning, "You're the soldier who participated in the raid on the Revival Society's secret base this morning, right?" ”

The young man turned around, and it was Hong Yuesheng: "I just want to eat something, if not, I'll leave now." ”

"No, no, no, you stay." The older one was a middle-aged man with a big beard, and when he heard the boss say this, the waiter boy before was surprised.

"You've survived the Confederate uprising, haven't you? You're a hero! The middle-aged man seemed to be very interested in Hong Yuesheng.

Hong Yuesheng glanced at the TV behind him, where the host of the main Asian and American radio stations was in the background of his photo, enthusiastically discussing the topic of how a Yaning man could help the Asian and American government fight against violent resistance groups, apparently the middle-aged man had just seen a report on himself.

"I'm not a hero." Hong Yuesheng looked down at the floor.

"Anyway, you've chosen the right side! Everything you do deserves our respect. The middle-aged man shook his hand excitedly, clearly inspired by the news.

"Thank you, you're overrated." Hong Yuesheng is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of treatment.

"Come, come in and sit! Jamie, it's time to prepare dinner for our war heroes! I want the most portions!! ”

At this time, the young man Meda Busoya also recognized Hong Yuesheng as the Yaning man who was scared to pee his pants with a girl with a gun last time, and was reprimanded by the boss again this time, and hurriedly ran to the back kitchen to prepare a meal with an aggrieved face.

"You've got to tell me how you GIs kicked that bastard Revival leader's ass!" The middle-aged man dragged Hong Yuesheng to the seat of the best old-fashioned rocket-shaped convertible in the restaurant and sat down, "Wait a minute, I'll go get the wine, we have to have a drink!" Saying that, the middle-aged man also ran back to the back kitchen, leaving Hong Yuesheng sitting there alone. He looked at the crystal trophies embedded in the walls around him, each with a photo of the best couple on it, except for the ninety-ninth trophy, which was empty. He stared at the trophy for a long time.

When the fifth bell rang for the fifth time at Longjueji Temple, the largest royal temple in the mirage, it was nearly midnight. In a folk alley east of Suzaku Street, a tall woman wearing a gray cloak covering her face, staggered through several narrow aisles on crutches before making sure there were no stalkers before entering a grocery store. After giving the boss a few coins, the boss opens the back door. The woman picked up a lamp given by her boss and struggled up the steep staircase in the back door. Every step I took, sweat dripped down from the pain, and I finally got to the attic on the second floor. She pulled out the old-fashioned key in her arms and opened the door.

It was pitch black in the room, and the woman held up the lamp in her hand and lit up the whole room, a small room with a wooden floor that creaked when she walked on it, a dilapidated carpet on the floor, and one or two oil paintings on the wall depicting the mirage before the war. In the middle of the house there was an old-fashioned Oriental pendulum table clock on the fireplace, a large double bed in front of the fireplace, and a small bookshelf between the bedside table and the window, on which were placed some early Yanin documents that had long been blocked. There was also a small desk and a worn-out rocking chair by the window. Sitting in a rocking chair, you can squeak and see the cobblestone streets and many white smoke chimneys outside the window, all furnished, all in the typical old-fashioned Yaning style.

The woman took off her cape and hat, and the warm, dim light outlined the delicate contours of her face, which turned out to be Brunhilde. It's hard to imagine that this would be the place where she came from, who had always hated Yaning culture.

Brünnhilde slowly sat down in his rocking chair and breathed a sigh of relief. Winter rain began to fall outside the window again, ticking and knocking on the window glass.

After recovering from the pain of the wound, Brunhilde picked up a rosewood music box on the desk next to her, brushed the dust off it, gently swirled the clockwork next to it, and let go.

The music sounded in the same pagan language that Brunhilde had sung during the First World War in the Caves.

“Spi_mladYenets，moy_PrekrasnY。

BaYushki_baYu。 ”

Along with the music, a rotating hologram is projected above the music box, which is a middle-aged couple of Meda Busoya and their young daughter. The girl was only about three or four years old, with blond hair, emerald eyes, and rosy lips, and was obviously Brunhilde as a child, but the gentleman of the middle-aged couple was not Governor William.

“Tikjo_smotrit_mesYats_YasnYY，

V_kolYbel’tvoYu。

Stanu_skazYvat’Ya_skazki，

Pesenku_sPoYu，

TY_zh_dremli，zakrYvshi_glazki。 ”

Brunhilde looked at the couple with fascination, and the tulip garden behind the three of them in the image, behind the delicate tulip flowers in the sun, the sparkling blue sea. Gradually, she began to hum along with the tune. At the same time, Hong Yuesheng, who was sitting in the drive-thru restaurant, also looked at the rain outside the window, inadvertently humming the tune in her memory. The candlelight slowly dimmed in the lonely singing of the two until it was completely dark.

“BaYushki_baYu。

BogatYr’tY_budesh’svidu，

I_kazak_dushoY。

Provozhat’tebYa_Ya_vYYdu，

TY_makhnesh’rukoY。

Skol’ko_gor’kikh_slez_ukradkoY，

Ya_v_tu_noch’Prol’Yu!。

Spi，moY_angel，tikho，sladko，

baYushki_baYu。 ”

“Stanu_Ya_toskoY_tomit’s_Ya，

Bezuteshno_zhdat’，

Stanu_tselYYden’molit’sYa，

Po_nocham_gadat’，

Stanu_dumat’，chto_skuchaesh’

TY_v_chuzhpm_kraYu…

Spi_zh，Poka_zabot_ne_znaesh’，

baYushki_baYu。 ”

“Dam_tebe_ya_na_dorogu

Obrazok_svYatoy:

TY_ego，molYasYa_bogu，

Stav’Pered_soboY，”

“Da，gotovYas’v_boY_oPasnYY，

Pomni_mat’svoYu…

Spi_mladYenets，moy_PrekrasnY。

BaYushki_baYu。 ”