Gaiden 1: Late Dawn (3)
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"What did you do to get in?"
The car continued south, or to be precise, the convoy continued in a southeasterly direction.
Sgt. Parker held the steering wheel with his right hand and rolled down the electric glass window of the school bus with his left hand, and he reached out and touched it for a long time before he took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, shook one out with his backhand and handed it to Vance who was standing on the pillar.
Vance turned his head, his gaze blocked by a curtain on the school bus separating the cab from the back, so as long as the two of them were not too loud, they didn't have to worry about being heard from behind.
"I said it intentionally to hurt you believe it or not," Vance reached out to unbutton the steel helmet, rubbed his aching chin, and then took out a lighter and lit it for Parker, "intentionally wounded a person to cause a disability, sentenced to two and a half years in prison, and later reduced his sentence for six months for joining the army." β
"Just look at that car, do you think I'm a fool or the judge is a fool?" Parker took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, looked greedy, and raised his hand to point to the off-road vehicle that was opening the road in front of him.
"A few brothers helped me to bear the guilt, and there is no evidence for the rest of those poor strips." Vance smiled slyly, "Actually, I'm just helping my brother take the blame." β
"It's really worthy of being a 'criminal division'." Parker shook his head.
Parker and Lennon knew Vance's identity from the outset, and the provisional Fourth Division was in fact a unit of criminals, under the watchful eye of the gendarmerie, and with no actual weaponsβalthough the symbolic rifles worked properly, the criminals did not have a single bullet in their hands. Pistols, daggers or other lethal weapons are naturally not available, in addition, these criminals are not extremely heinous, murderers must not be released, generally some economic crimes or intentional injury, traffic hit-and-run and other crimes. The jobs on the battlefield are basically porters and traffic cops.
That's why Vance didn't have a magazine, no pistol, and rushed at his opponent only to find that there was no dagger at all in the position he was used to.
"Killed?" After a pause, Parker spoke.
"I've participated in gang fires, and I've killed a few people whose hands are not cleaner than mine, and our eldest brother is relatively clean, and he generally doesn't attack civilians."
"The underworld is not clean or clean." Parker half-jokingly scolded, "Who did you learn tactics from?" β
"I was trained as a mercenary with my brothers, and I often pondered the target when I had nothing to do. After all, we lick blood with the tip of a knife, which is the capital to save our lives. β
Vance didn't plan to hide it, there was nothing to hide anyway, if he escaped, he would definitely not be able to return to Washington, where could he not go when the world was so big?
Besides, now his identity is a completely legitimate National Guard soldier, and no one is afraid to check it.
"No matter what." Parker shook his head and watched Vance light his cigarette as he hugged the armrest. "We're all fucking 'Confederate Guards' now."
"What about you, you and Lieutenant Lennon." Vance shrugged. Kind of agreed with Parker's complaint, "You're veterans, he's still a combat hero." β
"Yes, he's a hero, I'm a bear, but it's a pity that we don't still end up in the same situation." Parker looked up. Looking at the sky ahead, "Damn ACA, why is this shit everywhere, it looks like a trip to Europe has to be canceled, fuck." β
"I guess you're supposed to be friends before you joined the army. Then in a company, on the battlefield he fought bravely and lost a leg, you cowered and were kicked out of the army. As if in revenge, Vance guessed that he had uncovered the bottom of Sergeant Major Parker.
"I didn't join the army for him, boy." Sergeant Parker, who is about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, is naturally qualified to call twenty-six-year-old Vance a boy, "It's all because of my father, although he is a bastard, but who made him my father." β
"Sir."
Just as Vance was about to say something, the curtain was suddenly gently lifted, and Parker and Vance threw the cigarette butt on the floor almost at the same time and stepped on it, and then looked at the female teacher who came out of the carriage.
"The kids are fine, the kits are basically useless." The female teacher is not a self-acquaintance, even if she has been with her for almost an hour, she still seems a little timid, the young female teacher reached out and handed the medical bag back, Vance took it.
It's not Vance's, he's not qualified to be issued this as a labor camper, it's Higgins's, and only a rookie would have everything ready at all times.
The problem is that this often saves the rookie and kills the old bird.
"Aren't you going to deal with it here, teacher?"
"Ahh
Vance pointed to the female teacher's arm, and the other party looked up, and the whole rag was soaked with blood, and the blood that oozed out had even begun to drip.
"My name is Christina. Bishop. The female teacher still looked a little nervous, not knowing if she couldn't cope with the GIs or was frightened by the wound on her arm, "That...... Just call me Chrissy. β
"Teacher Chrissy, let me help you." Vance pulled away from the chair folded over the wall next to him, then removed the hemostatic glue and bandages.
"Thank you...... Thank you ......."
Chrissy sat in her chair, and then as Vance touched the wound, she grunted in pain.
"Just now...... It didn't hurt so much. β
Chrissy watched as Vance unbandaged with the dagger Parker had handed him, revealing a terrifying wound.
"That's it, you don't feel pain when you're focused," Sergeant Parker's voice was full of indifference, "Guess what the big hero in the car in front of you did?" The fool jumped from a tree and lay on the drone's back, only to find that one of his legs had been burned by the drone's engine, and he didn't feel any pain. β
"Alright, don't scare Chrissy." Vance also smiled helplessly, interrupted Parker, glanced at Chriss, who was pale, and then expertly finished stopping the bleeding and bandaging.
"Thank you...... Thank you......" Chrissy thanked again, then bowed her head. I closed my eyes.
"The ACA bunnies aren't very good, such a weak female teacher kicked their ass." Parker seemed to realize his gaffe and changed the subject, but as soon as he spoke, he seemed to realize that what he said was not quite right, so he changed the subject again. "Speaking of which, Vance, you're pretty gentle...... kid"
"By the way, what do you say happened to your ex-wife?"
The big-mouthed Parker finally found a topic that wouldn't irritate Chriss, so he immediately played into it.
"I'm in...... I got divorced when I joined the army, and now I finally have a chance to get back together, but she won't even answer my phone. β
Vance sighed and shook his head, as if he didn't want to continue the conversation. "Actually, it was just wishful thinking on my part in the first place."
"Woman." Sergeant Major Parker shook his head, "It's good that my wife doesn't live in Washington, thanks to the League's housing rates." β
The cynicism seemed to be Parker's talent specialization, Vance smiled at Chrissy and took the initiative to change the subject, "Chrissy, are you married?" β
"I have a one-year-old daughter." Chrissy gently curled the corners of her mouth into a gentle smile, "With her father in Philadelphia." I guess it's going to be fine. β
"It's usually with my mother, a one-year-old. Why are you with Daddy? Seeing that Chrissy did not refuse, Vance continued to delve into the topic, "You don't look like someone who can't take care of a child." β
"Charlie...... I mean, my daughter, she's at the Army Third Physiology Research Center in Philadelphia, where her father also works. Not scientists, just logistical and financial work. Chrissy smiled and shook her head, "I can't find a better paying job in Philadelphia, so I'm still here for the time being, and besides, I like these kids better." β
"Your daughter...... Are TF candidates? Sergeant Major Parker interjected suddenly.
"The results of the genetic test are still awaited. Her dad and I wanted to succeed. Chrissy nodded, "At least that way...... In this case, she can have some self-preservation. β
Vance nodded, although many media and experts have criticized and questioned the League's gene pool system, but behind this system is the potential for transformation of children, as well as their families, can live a worry-free life, no longer have to run for a living, and enjoy benefits that even soldiers fighting on the front line can't enjoy.
Of course, TF itself is also a weapon that needs to take risks, but this is the way it is in this era, at least TF can enjoy excellent educational resources, almost no loss of life, no cancer and genetic diseases, and even if there is a rare lifelong disability, it can act as an instructor and theoretical researcher......
Hundreds of millions of people struggling on the poverty line hope that one day, the staff of the 7th Civil Affairs Department will knock on their door and hand in an application form that will change the fate of their children, and if they have a daughter or son, they will probably look forward to such a life, after all, parents want their children to receive the best education, and the investment in this area is endless.
Vance suddenly laughed, a man whose wife had run away had actually begun to think about the education of his children, thinking of this, the man with a self-deprecating smile took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
Still no signal.
"Marriage changes a person." Sergeant Major Parker seemed to see through Vance's thoughts, "I was also amorous before I got married, don't look at the big hero in front of me who is now wearing a shirt and tie, and people touch dogs, and he didn't do bad things with me back then." β
"Hehe......" Chrissy suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, and the heavy atmosphere that had been heavy all this time was more or less relieved by Parker's nonsense.
However, at this moment, suddenly a black shadow crossed the sky in front of him, followed by a piercing cannon roar, and then, the off-road vehicle that was driving in front of him hurriedly hit the left and stopped directly.
"I'm cΔo!!"
Sergeant Parker braked suddenly, and Vance slammed directly into the windshield, and Chriss, who was sitting in the chair, also hit the back of Parker's chair.
"ACA's drone!!"
Vance felt as if he had been hit with a hammer, but he quickly slammed the car door and rolled out, and picked up his rifle in the back - he didn't want to shoot back, but staying in the car could easily be sent directly to the west by a missile, and at this time he must stay away from the vehicle.
When the mercenary instructor taught him, he still felt useless - how could the Allied police attack the gangsters with missiles? It's ironic to be able to use it now.
Vance got up and saw Captain Lennon and the rookie Higgins, the two of them had already picked up their rifles and fired at the drone, and following the trajectory of the rookie tracer bullet, he saw the drone with the three-barreled cannon hanging on it that was ending the dive and changing its position.
Vance turned his head to see a sturdy flower bed next to him, but just as he was about to rush over, he suddenly saw Chrissy lying on the floor of the car.
"Tsk!"
Vance gritted his teeth and rushed straight at Chriss, grabbing her arm.
But there was no pull.
"I'm going to stay here and take care of the children, and I'm going to die with the children!"
Chrissy got up from the ground, then turned and walked into the crying carriage, Vance froze for a moment, gritted his teeth, and turned and walked out of the school bus.
"Don't let it get close to the school bus!!"
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