The end of the day is a dump

It didn't take long for the identities of the captives and the guards to be exchanged. The exiles who were originally proud and arrogant lay on the ground one by one, holding their heads in their hands, disheveled, and extremely embarrassed. For those who were beaten by them, everyone Not stingy with punching back.

Philip, who had regained control, arranged for people to go down to rescue the women and children. The injured were first taken to the infirmary for examination and treatment, and all the frightened were sent to the room to rest. They were taken care of with good food and drink.

For this savior who suddenly appeared and saved everyone, I am afraid that no one at the scene would question Luo Yin's ability. Just when everyone was about to follow her lead, no one saw her figure, including Wu Xue and Zhu Si. They are not here, not only the three of them are not here, but the most important thing is that the little leader of the exiles, the old man named Roman is not here.

Philip was also a little worried, but fortunately, he received a reply from the Royal Navy and the Extreme Day Ghost, and both teams were already on their way to this sea area.

Then where is this adult at this time?In fact, Luo Yin was standing on the top of the cruise ship openly, while Roman was tied to the bottom of the mast by her. There was also a hemp rope around the old man's neck, which should be used when raising the flag.Luo Yin stood in front of Luo Man, and Luo Man forced himself to kneel on the ground. However, this old soldier was a strong man, with the sun above his head, he still stood up his old bones.

"Luo... Luo Yin!" The old man finally saw the other person's face clearly.

Luo Yin kicked Roman in the face, kicked off the military cap on Roman's head, and then stepped on the hat with the double-headed eagle logo. Luo Yin said in a low voice: "Old man , since you know me, you dare to call me by my first name.”

"Not only do I know you, I also remember you when I turn into ashes!" Roman gritted his teeth.

"Unfortunately, I don't know you." Luo Yin smiled contemptuously, and immediately turned to a cold face: "Tell me why you haven't died yet. I remember..."

Luo Yin tried to recall something, but there was a shock-like pain in his brain, and he couldn't remember anything.

"Did you think we were all killed at that time?" Roman was a little excited: "No, we still survived. We became exiles, without homes and partners, and this is all thanks to you!"

"You don't need to thank me." Luo Yin laughed with an arrogant look on his face.

"Bah!" Roman spit at Luo Yin, but Luo Yin cleverly dodged it.

"Originally, I could forgive your rudeness," Luo Yin looked towards the direction of the deck below: "Originally, you could lie on the ground and beg for my forgiveness like your minions. But..." Luo Yin looked at Roman's face was full of vicissitudes: "I didn't expect someone to recognize me now."

"Only the devil will never grow old!" Roman said angrily.

"Aside from you, who else is alive?" Luo Yin asked.

"Don't think I'll tell you!" Roman kept his mouth shut.

"It's okay." Luo Yin took out his binoculars and looked at the warship in the distance: "St. Peter, I remember the captain was Lieutenant General Marlov, but he was killed by the plane. He seems to have a couple of children. But don't you tell me It doesn't matter, I can always find out, can't I?"

"Devil! You are the devil!" It can be seen that this experienced veteran is afraid of Luo Yin from the bottom of his heart, his hands are trembling, if he does not have Parson's syndrome, it must be from his heart of fear.

"There is no difference between us, boy." Luo Yin slapped the old man's face, grinning coldly: "The war turned us all into devils, and made us all suffer in purgatory. Now you should thank me."

Luo Yin hummed a tune, which was Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake". As the sea breeze blew, the tune also floated to the sea. One end was connected to Roman's neck, and the old man was lifted up. His hands were tied behind his back to the flagpole, while his head was lifted vigorously. No one would feel comfortable in such a posture.

"Young man from the land of ice," Luo Yin took out his dagger, "I now forgive your sins in the world."

Luo Yin's dagger slashed across Roman's neck. This time, it precisely cut through the blood vessels on the artery. The blood poured down on the ground like a water column, and dripped down the deck along the snow-white ground.

Roman's consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, even the bright sunlight has become dim, and he seems to have returned to the deck 80 years ago in a daze...

"Paul, do you think we will die?" Roman asked a soldier beside him. The soldier was 20 years older than him. Roman only met this guy today. Now the two of them are tied back to back. Not only them, but also such captives on the deck.

"Boy Roman, it's not certain." Paul answered the boy's question against the whistling sea wind.

"But I'm only 12 years old..." Roman was about to cry: "I don't want to die yet, I still have my mother and my sister."

"You are a soldier now," Paul said, "death is inevitable for us."

"But why did this happen?" Roman cried: "Why are we killed? Aren't we captives? Aren't the captives going to be returned?"

"Because we are on a devil's ship." Paul replied, and at the same time he looked towards the fort, he then said to Roman: "Did you see it? It's the devil on the fort, she wants to sacrifice us for us The surrender of the motherland."

Roman looked in the direction Paul said, and there was a woman standing there in a fur coat. The sea breeze brushed her hair, revealing an angelic face.

"Is she the devil?" Roman asked.

"Yes," replied Paul, "if any of us can live, never... never forget this face..."

Roman looked at the fort again, imprinting this face in his heart.

At this time, the soldiers on the aircraft carrier began to execute the captives. They cut the captives' chests with knives and kicked them into the sea.Roman watched his comrades being kicked into the sea in groups, where the sharks in the sea were waiting for the dinner gifted by God...

Finally, a soldier from Land of Lingyun came to Roman, and he stabbed Paul's chest fiercely, as if he was sure that the young Roman was destined not to survive. He ignored the damage to Roman, but still kicked Paul. They sent down the sea.

There was only one voice in Roman's ear:

"The sacred land of Lingyun is inviolable, invaders from the land of ice, I, the eagle of the empire, the dog of the ruler, the eternal guardian of the land, the releaser of hell, the Duke Luo Yin of the land of Lingyun, hereby Use your life to forgive the sins you have committed..."

Roman jumped into the abyss, and the cold kept attacking his body, but this time no one could save him from the brink of death.

Blood from the top of the boat trickled down the white roof and dripped right onto a sailor's shoulder.

"There's blood... Captain, there's blood on the top of the boat!"

The sailor's call reached Philip, but when the group reached the top of the deck, there was nothing but Roman's cold corpse hanging on the mast, as if nothing had happened here...

"Captain, it seems that someone has escaped there!" Another sailor also hurriedly said, and in the direction of his finger, the transport ship that originally belonged to the St. Peter had already left.

"Not good! The food and fuel on it have not been brought back yet!" Another sailor added.

Watching the transport truck gradually go away, Philip waved to his subordinates: "Let them go."

As the Royal Navy and pirates approached, the St. Peter gradually disappeared below the sea level. These exiles were like ghosts at sea, sometimes appearing in the sea fog, and sometimes disappearing without a trace...

Although it is a small transport ship, it has everything needed. After entering the cabin, Luo Yin hurried to the bathroom, and asked Wuxue to bring her clean clothes without any politeness.

But Wuxue's heart was full of doubts. If she hadn't had time to delve into it just now during the battle, now that there were only the three of them, she would have plenty of time to delve into it.

Perhaps Luo Yin did not expect that Wuxue would kick open the bathroom door, so that she had already thrown her dirty clothes into the trash can, and now she had nothing to cover herself.

"Presumptuous!" Luo Yin shouted.

Looking at the naked Luo Yin Wuxue, Wuxue just realized that her reaction just now seemed a little too extreme, but the door has already been kicked open, and it seems a little strange to exit and close it again.

Be wrong.

"Who are you?" Wu Xue asked.

Luo Yin was surprised that the other party had no intention of leaving.

"Falling Thirteen." Luo Yin answered frankly, just like her body, frankly.

"Real name." Wuxue continued to ask.

Luo Yin didn't answer, but looked straight at Wuxue with an evil smile on his face.

Wuxue approached Luo Yin, and she threw the clothes Luo Yin wanted on a side cabinet, intending to signal Luo Yin to put them on, but Luo Yin was still unmoved, Wuxue thought she didn't know what she meant, So I had no choice but to continue to ask: "Why do you still remember us? But Luo Shisan doesn't remember what happened before?"

Luo Yin still smiled and said nothing, but such silence gave Wuxue a sense of oppression, as if she felt that Luo Shisan was slowly approaching her.Wuxue suddenly realized that the other party was not talking at all, and it was still Luo Shisan's body.

"Su Wuxue, why are you blushing?" Luo Yin looked down at the panicked Wuxue.

"I... I'm going out first, we... we'll talk later."

Wuxue walked aside, but was blocked by Luo Yin again.

Luo Yin saw Wuxue's embarrassment, she lifted Wuxue's chin with the other hand, and said leisurely: "I'm taking a bath and you dare to barge in, haven't you made it clear yet?"

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