Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

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The dancing flames scattered little sparks from time to time, and the wooden burning materials in the fire continued to explode. When she was young, Xima sat quietly by the fire, her hands were dark, and dirt was attached to the texture of her skin. A little bit of dark red.

"I almost died today. Two of my fingers were knocked off."

Opposite, a wounded man whose fingers had been wrapped proudly held up his bandaged wound. Several people next to him were more or less injured. They were all wearing black, white and gray camouflage clothes and the uniforms of Section 3. Sitting around the fire talking and laughing.

"If it weren't for my poor marksmanship, you would have died a long time ago. You're so proud, I killed two mutants."

A guy said and laughed proudly, and the guys next to him started to cheer, saying that the two mutants he killed were just sneak attacks by him. For a while, everyone was yelling about their own. The results come.

"What's there to talk about?"

A roar came from the wounded man with a bandage on his left eye next to Xima. The white gauze on the bandage had been soaked in blood and was still a little wet at this time. The man's eyes were burning and his face was angry. Even though he was so seriously injured, he still struggled. yelled out.

"What can't be said? This is war. The armed forces in the barrier area are sweeping away, and they will cause harm to the city."

"What's so commendable about such an unjust war? Many of the people we killed were simply unarmed. Don't you, as human beings, even have the slightest bit of shame?"

The one-eyed man started coughing and wheezing as he spoke. Xima stared at him sideways and held down the agitated man. No one looked happy at this time. Some people were still muttering that the one-eyed man was too strict. This was On the battlefield, and also in the barrier area, there is no way to tell the situation between ourselves and the enemy. When facing some people, if you don't shoot, you will die.

"Stop talking Owen, after your eyes are restored, you can implant electronic eyes to improve your vision."

Xima said and the man who called Owen immediately glared.

"Don't you think this kind of thing is wrong at all? Hima, why can you shoot without hesitation, when you were a child?"

"Shut up when you've said enough, Owen. It's pointless to discuss these things on the battlefield. Our team just needs to continue to hold on. There's only one day left, and they'll arrive after that bastard has dealt with the forces over there."

Tian Hen, who was pillowing on a pile of discarded clothes and putting his hat on his cheek, said calmly.

"Captain Tianhen, have you never felt..."

Covering Owen's mouth with one hand, Xima shook her head at him, leaned over, patted Owen's shoulder comfortingly and whispered in his ear.

"Everyone is very tired, not only physically, but also mentally. Don't say anything to Owen. Remember, on such a battlefield, shooting when you see the enemy is the only way to survive."

At this time, the people around the nearby fire stood up, and everyone looked around in horror.

"Captain Tianhen, the enemies are coming. They are more numerous than before, and there are many old people, women and children among them!"

Tianhen stood up and picked up the automatic rifle next to him.

"No matter who it is, if they dare to come up, they will be killed!"

Owen's face turned pale. Xima loaded Owen's gun and put it in his hand. Owen suddenly let go of his hand and the gun slowly fell.

"Captain Tianhen, something is wrong with Owen's situation. I will fill his position!"

"Don't die!"

Tianhen put on his hat and ran quickly with a gun in his hand. Xima carried two guns and walked slowly. Behind him, Owen's eyes widened in horror and he stretched out a hand.

"Why can we, as human beings, fight this kind of unjust war? Answer me, Xima, answer me."

In a daze, Hima came to her senses.

The cold wind was caressing, Xima quietly held the sniper rifle against the wind, the time was 10:58 pm.

"It's really strange, Owen, you have been dead for 20 years, but I still think of you!"

"Lord Xima, please fire. We can't wait any longer. The enemy has surrounded us and we have observed that the enemy has heavy firepower weapons!"

The uneasy voice of a director came from the short-range communicator in his ear, and Hima replied calmly.

"I said, wait until 12 o'clock. No firing is allowed without my order before 12 o'clock!"

"Then let's send a signal for help, Sir Xima. We have more than 1,000 soldiers here. Once..."

Xima said still remaining calm.

"12 o'clock is the final limit! Let the soldiers endure it."

At this time, inside the huge temporary defense fortress, the soldiers crouching at the shooting holes on the platforms were extremely quiet. There was a surprised and heavy atmosphere in the whole space, and people were constantly wiping their foreheads. Sweat oozed from his body.

In such a dark and empty wilderness, even though they have a certain advantage in weapons, the number of people is completely unequal, and the huge number of mutants on the other side is their nightmare. Many people are staring at them indifferently. Holding the emergency signal device in the middle, praying that Hima can send out a distress signal.

Many council officers present knew that once an emergency call for help signal was sent out, it would mean a larger-scale war would occur. Once the forces in the barrier area discovered that a large number of helicopters were flying out of the city, they would definitely do everything possible. The methods are starting to come together, but once the fight actually starts, the two sides, who have been suppressed for a long time, cannot stop.

Tonight's negotiation seems to be aimed at the Crimson Tide organization in the City of Defiance, but in fact it is aimed at the entire barrier area. As the most powerful organization in the barrier area, if there is a fight with the people from the business department tonight, the others will Organizations will not stand idly by either.

Over the years, although the administrative department will still purge some organizations to a certain extent, most of them are small-scale actions. Such a large-scale operation like tonight has not happened in nearly 20 years.

"Everyone, just relax and wait for the results of the negotiations. Don't make unreasonable suspicions. This will only make you feel more uncomfortable."

A director who had experienced the brutal war with the barrier zone 20 years ago shouted. He took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. The atmosphere in the entire space still remained solemn. He knew very well that back then, Those huge wars caused by small fights are different from tonight's situation. Tonight, they plan to directly attack the Crimson Tide, the largest organization in the barrier area.

Xima quietly looked at the enemy who was still adjusting in the distance, with an obvious intention to end the battle in a short time.

Xima still held the gun calmly, without any panic in her eyes. She had experienced this kind of thing countless times. In any situation, the easiest thing for a person to do is to be overwhelmed by invisible pressure.

"It is indeed an unjust war, Owen. I have thought clearly about it over the years, so I chose to be silent and calm, and just use myself as a weapon to execute orders. Complex thoughts and a compassionate heart will change the trigger that should be pulled." It's extremely heavy, just like you, but it's a pity that now we have to make the same mistakes again, and what we promised you is always just an ideal thing!"

Xima took off her hat and shook her hair. There was a cold light in her eyes, and her finger was already firmly on the trigger.