Most Wanted [Interstellar]

"Ha, little lunatic, it seems that you don't understand emotions, you understand emotions too much."

"Thank you for the praise, but I think you misunderstood me more than that." Alvin got up from the ground, he only suffered a slight scratch on his arm, "Anti-matter cone? I didn't expect this kind of thing to be made. Woolen cloth."

After the six space-time fields leading to different spaces separated Grotius from Irwin, they gradually distanced themselves from him.

"Don't bother causing a nuclear explosion, you can't throw it at the edge of space and time under this kind of chaotic gravity." Alvin spread his hands.

It was indeed impossible to hit it, the chaotic gravity field made him almost unable to stand still.

"You should have a gene repair operation in time. To be honest, I almost couldn't recognize you when I saw you this time." Alvin said, obviously manipulating something, because the six channels The weird voids in different dimensions began to change, and it seemed that some fragments poured out of the holes continuously.

"Hehe, you must hate me very much." Grotius got up with difficulty, "Generally, only when killing the person you hate the most, people can't help talking a lot of nonsense."

"You have experience, Justice Grotius."

The undulating fragments came together and began to gradually gather at Grotius' feet.

"After all, I have convicted many criminals. At that time, if you look into their eyes, you will find that they have nothing to say, and they have a lot to say."

"Oh?"

"Say he's innocent."

"You think I want to say I'm innocent?" Alvin sneered.

"Of course, people are so strange. Even if they commit a heinous crime, they still can't help defending themselves, defending their innocence."

"And you? Are you guilty?"

"I have," Grotius said calmly, "I slandered you, and I encouraged Plank to put the evidence on you, so I am here to accept your revenge, what about you?"

Alvin frowned: "Me? Of course I can't be wrong."

Those fragments entangled Grotius more and more. It was no more a bondage than an ant-ridden elephant.Grotius was immobilized from the waist down as the debris climbed.He turned his head and looked out of the tower.

"You're wrong, it's obvious, unless a blind person can't see it."

Alvin glanced outside the tower, he doesn't feel much about this scene now.

"You're like a bomb destined to explode, Alvin, I always think, even if we didn't have those unpleasant experiences in the beginning, we would have come to where we are today."

"..."

"You are a... mistake, your very existence is a mistake."

Debris crawled all over Grotius's body and wrapped around his neck. It was difficult for him to speak now. When the detritus got close enough to him, he could see clearly that the dust was not dust, but a piece of dust. It is a powder of burnt calcification, and the fine dust is still mixed with unburned ballast.

"Everyone makes mistakes, Alvin, and so do I. The only difference between us is that I know I'm guilty, but you don't." Grotius looked at him, "I can't persuade you, and no one can persuade you. , a lot of times arguments are just sophistry, but no matter what you think life is, Alvin, life is life, and it doesn't change anything depending on how you define it...Death is not a symbol...Erwin...death It's loss... death is loss."

Nonsense!

"You have a lot of nonsense, Grotius." Alvin signaled the debris to speed up.

After he finished speaking, strange dust covered his whole body, looking like a struggling humanoid terracotta figurine.Grotius saw clearly that the dust was nothing else, it was the dust left after the bones were burned...

If he can get Erwin's answer now, he will know that these dusts are what he left after he burned out. After all, only in the chaotic time and space can the past you overlap with the present you.Instinctively, he still clung to the antimatter cone tightly, and he was still thinking about what else he could do. He didn't give up until the dust attached to his body burst into flames.

When he was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly smiled in Erwin's direction.

"Erwin, fate will punish you... Believe me, no one can escape the punishment of fate..."

Just like me, I can't escape...you can't escape...

There is no "fate" in the rational world, and he has no interest in it.

Alvin looked at the stained floor and said to Ivan, "Clean it up."

The dust of the past and the dust of the present finally overlapped together, the chaotic space field disappeared, everything returned to dead silence, and no trace could be blown away in the windless world. land.

This is a windless world. Planck knows this better than Erwin, because this is actually the world he designed. Erwin is just a practitioner of all this. How could he know more than him? ?

So... there should be no wind... there should be no wind here...

Planck is watching, he suspects that he is not dead, because he feels the wind blowing, as if to wake him up from his deep sleep...

"what……"

He uttered a loud cry with difficulty, and then he found himself being crushed under the boulder, only his hands could barely move.

wind?How can there be wind?

He opened his eyes and saw a hole through the gap in the ruins. This hole led to the outside, and the wind was rushing towards him from outside the hole. Through this small hole, he saw that there was still a light blue light outside. The lights... this is... this is the tower lights...

Plank remembered, he was not dead, he was responsible for diverting Irwin away, and then Grotius would kill him... What about Grotius?From that small hole, he saw the last scene of Grotius before his tragic death, but unfortunately he couldn't hear the sound, he didn't know what his friend said at the end, he only knew that he failed, or they... …Failed……

He was having trouble breathing, and he felt that some part of his body was bleeding, because his vision began to blur...even his mind began to blur... He forced himself to cheer up, and then he moved his fingers, He found that the gun was still in his hand.

His current position was probably more than five meters away from the venting gap. He was pinned by something and couldn't move his body at all. He could only prop up a little and moved the gun to his chest.

The bullets... and the scope... are still...

He remembered, this is a very old, very strange memory... At that time, he was not a scientist, let alone a president, he was just a small corporal, working in the melee infantry battalion.It was his first day on the battlefield that day, and he was placed in a narrow corridor with his pistol on his back.

"I need observers, sir."

His commander removed his observers, which was totally against field regulations.

"A real sniper doesn't need a spotter, Planck."

His officer straightened the barrel for him, and he had those sly, frightening eyes that he remembered now.

"Real soldiers will complete their missions in desperate situations, Planck, believe me, you can do it."

Is it?I can do it for sure?

"Yes, you can do it, I believe in you, Planck."

The officer's hands touched his back. They were terrifying hands. In his memory, he had never really been touched by his hands, but at this moment, he felt his hands gently resting on his back. on the back.

Kevin?

Kevin Goeper...?

"What's your goal for today?" Kevin asked.

That person, he looked outside the hole, he saw that person coming, he seemed to be staring at the dust on the ground in a daze.

"Who is that?"

That was my student, Erwin Herman. When he said this, Plank felt tears streaming down his face.

"I see, Alvin Herman." Kevin leaned into his ear, "His name is not important."

He killed a lot of people, he killed Grotius, if I can't kill him now, he will destroy the whole world.

"It doesn't matter," Kevin suddenly looked into his eyes, "None of this matters, we don't need to know why we killed him, we just need to kill him, Plank, that's what a soldier should do To complete the task and survive, then you will be a good soldier."

Am I a good soldier?

"You have always been a good soldier..." Kevin nodded to him, "Come on, put him in the cross box, adjust the multiplier, calibrate the wind deflection... Ah, no, there is no wind today..."

Yes, you are right, there is no wind today... Plank looked at the scope, he saw his neck, not only the neck, but he could see the blood vessels on his neck clearly.

"Come on," he felt Kevin's cold hand on his shoulder, "Plank, whenever you need me, I will show up, and now I show up, so you can definitely do what you want things."

……

"Breathe, adjust your breath, I'm always by your side..."

Breathe, breathe...he feels the pain go away...it's like a road is coming to an end, he's getting tired, sleepy, wanting to sleep...this is my last moment?He opened the eye that was closed for aiming...he saw the deserted ruins...and the blood stains on the walls...

Kevin... the last person I saw was you...

He closed his eyes, re-aimed the camera, he was waiting, waiting for the man he was aiming at to turn his back, so... he would have one more chance, one last chance to be a good soldier...

The floor was cleaned by Ivan, and Irwin looked up at the time on the console - there are still 4 minutes, good, he glanced under the tower, the Irwin chip is controlling those people to go to the deep ditch, even if they take advantage of it Struggling for a short period of time for system recovery is actually futile.

There are still 4 minutes, and Misterioso's load in 4 minutes will be enough to control the entire Titan.

At that time, he will implant the ultimate command and start another new era.

This planet will return to the time and space of chaos and become the starting point of a new civilization.

He turned and started to walk towards the console.

But the moment he turned around, a gunshot sounded from behind him.

Omega's body is not flexible, so he didn't fully react until the blood splashed on his face.

who?what happened?

Misterioso has no way to help him answer these questions that only 'life' cares about.

So, he could only open his eyes and see for himself.

When he fully reacted, a body fell heavily on top of him.

"Schlieffen!"

Schlieffen! ! !