East Berlin's June Boat Song

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I was completely enraged, quickly found cover, and shot back!The target obviously didn't expect my counterattack to be so ruthless, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and ran away.

I stood up and saw Du En in the river swimming towards the bank. I knew he was fine, so I hurried after him.

He ran very fast, and soon fled to a garbage disposal plant.The rotten stench spread in the night wind, making my stomach churn. Fortunately, this man couldn't stand the stench, so he just walked through the garbage dump. It didn't take long before we came to a place that was destroyed during the war. Blow up the abandoned buildings that have not yet been repaired.

His figure was like the wind, so fleeting that I could only catch a glimpse of the hem of his black overcoat.I followed up intently, and soon after another bullet full of anger was greeted, but the trajectory exposed his position, so I seized the opportunity to quickly fight back, and heard a low muffled groan.

I didn't shoot at his upper body, but at his legs, because I know that the key to arresting is to remove the target's mobility first, and the lower body is where their defense is weakest.

He obviously didn't think about giving up, and he kept pouring firepower at me. Thinking of Du En and this person's provocative attitude, I naturally would not be polite to fight back, which can be said to be very emotional.

Perhaps, this emotion also came from Julian and the others.

In short, I have never been so crazy, even though my arms were bruised by bullets, and my clothes were red, but I didn't seem to feel any pain. It completely disintegrated the other party's ability to move, and made him lie on the muddy ground not far away, convulsing weakly, and I didn't stop shooting.

And that person, how ridiculous, even at the last moment, he still wants to fight back. Why on earth do you insist on pissing me off?

I poked holes in him blankly until he finally slumped.

I also put down my gun and walked towards him step by step.

do you know?There are many moments of regret and despair in life, but it seems that I have more, and on this night, the pain of despair will reach its highest point so far.

Later, when I recalled the few steps I took towards him, it turned out that this was not just a few meters away, but the distance between life and death, between love and hate, between lies and truth.

I had expected the cruelty of fate, but I never thought that it could be so cruel.

When I approached this blood-soaked man who had completely wrapped himself in his coat and hat, I turned him over on the ground and tore off his mask...

Hahahaha... How can I believe the scene in front of me? !

God!Oh, God!

It's Allen...

I took a step back in disbelief and howled wildly.

"No! No! No! Why you, Ellen?! God why!"

I screamed in horror, then rushed forward and hugged him.With his last breath left, he stared tenderly at me with blood-stained eyes.

"No...don't cry...I, I know...it's you..."

He actually stretched out his hand and stroked the wound on my face, his eyes filled with distress: "Does it hurt...?"

"Ah!" I burst into tears, my heart was pierced like a knife, I couldn't utter a single normal word, I could only hoarse my throat and let out an unpleasant low moan.

It turns out that when a person's heart hurts to a certain extent, they can't make a sound.

"For...why..." I tried to squeeze out a few words and wiped off the blood on his face, but Alan couldn't explain anymore, the blood in his throat was only gushing, his brows were clenched because of the pain, and his body convulsed involuntarily twitch.

Frightened and helpless, I wiped the blood from his face, crying in despair: "Who will save him, who will save him! God! Save him!"

Allen suddenly grabbed my collar, opened his bloody eyes, and motioned me to look at him. He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled happily: "I... I don't regret... dying by your hands... ..I am very happy..."

"Alan...how do you tell me to live...my Alan..."

"No...you want to live...to live..." He smiled brightly, but there was a lot of distress in his eyes: "I'm sorry for you, Rhine...don't hate me..."

"I don't hate you, I don't hate you! How could I hate you!"

I leaned against his cheek and kissed him repeatedly.He stroked my face, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly touched his neck. I realized that he wanted to pray, so I took the cross necklace out of his clothes and handed it to him.

Holding the cross, Alan's expression began to relax. He murmured some prayers, and then cried out like a child: "But I, but I... I will never see him again... ..."

He let go of me, his body gradually softened, and his eyes slowly fell into the deep night.

"I'll never... see him again..."

"Who is he? I'll take you to meet him, now! I'll take you right away!"

"No... I can't go... But, I will always be in the sky... watching him..."

He smiled dazedly, as if the person had come before him, he stretched out his right hand to stroke the air, and said to himself: "I will... watch you..."

"Because... I love you deeply..."

"So... no regrets..."

"Never...regret..."

"Oh... my love... goodbye..."

"Bye now……"

Allen's hand fell from the air following his last words, I held his hand in a panic and pressed it to my face, trying to absorb the last trace of his warmth.

"Who is he... who is..."

"Why so cruel... oh my god..."

I looked at his eyes that could no longer reflect the light, his gradually stiff smile, and his blood-soaked red hair, and realized with despair and horror that Alan had really left me.

This person really left this world.

It was I who killed him with my own hands.

With my own hands, I killed my best friend.

I hugged him and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, crying and laughing, completely lost my soul.For a moment I wanted to shoot myself, but was stopped by Doon running up.

He snatched the gun from my hand and said to me angrily, "Are you willing!"

"They are so cruel...God! They want you to kill your friends with your own hands..."

He held my shoulders with tears streaming down his face, and shook me violently: "You can't be weak, you have to find out everything, boss, I know, this person didn't want to attack us, at such a close distance just now, every time he shot All miss, look, none of my wounds are spot on, and neither are you! Oh boss, wake up, you gotta figure it all out..."

"They're all demons..."

Du En cried on my shoulder, I recovered in a daze, pushed him away, and slowly closed Alan's eyes in my arms.

"You're right, I should have figured everything out."

At this moment, the lights suddenly came on in the distance, the sound of the car came, and the lights hurt our eyes instantly.

In a halo of yellow light, Milk got off the police car.The light made his face melt into the darkness, covering all his expressions.It wasn't until he approached and saw Alan covered in blood in my arms that the unbearable looming in his eyes was clearly revealed.

How ridiculous, is he pitying me?

Afterwards, he waved back, and a team of Stasi ran over, first took Dunn away, and then came to fight for Alan with me. , Kicking and biting without image pathetic.

"No! Give it back! Give me back my Allen!"

I hugged Alan and wrestled with them. Alan's body was oozing blood crazily under the pull. In my panic, I hurried to cover the blood holes, so they took the opportunity to take him away.

"No!" I staggered to catch up, but was stopped by the silent Mirke.As soon as he pulled me back, he swung his hand and slapped me twice heavily.Stars flashed in my eyes instantly, my cheeks were burning with pain, a salty smell gushed out of my mouth, and I retched.

"Okay!" His voice was trembling, and he roared as if he hated iron for nothing: "Wake up, it's time to face reality!"

I watched in dismay as Allen's body was carried onto the police car, like a stranded fish in his hands, completely powerless to struggle.

"Rhein, let's go, I will tell you everything. Hehe, I wanted to watch a good show, but I didn't expect them to be really... Oh God! These devils, let me show you their true colors! You will Understand everything, Rhine, and you will."

He dragged me into his special car, and I was already on the verge of death in a daze, my mind was completely muddled.

It seems that after a person has experienced a huge blow, his thinking will be damaged to a certain extent.In short, the memory of that night in the car is completely blurred, as if the journey was only a few minutes, or perhaps, a long life.

I just remember that Milk was very silent on the sidelines and didn't even make fun of me.

And I have no intention of doubting, only Alan's face and eyes are in my mind.

Oh, my Ellen.

Ellen I killed with my own hands.

When Milk took me off the car, I realized it was downstairs.Climbing up to the fifth floor was not easy, but Milk dragged me up.God knows what kindness he showed that day, maybe a person's conscience will not be wiped out so easily, but to be honest, I really don't know whether I should thank him for that night.

Because he brought the truth that I know, cruel to a certain extent.

"Come on, open this door you are familiar with."

Standing in front of my house, he said, I tremblingly took the key out of my pocket and opened the door.

He helped me walk to the living room, then let go of me, with an unprecedentedly dignified expression.

"Remember what Allen did when he rented your house?"

I stared at him blankly: "Forgot..."

"No, you haven't forgotten." He patted my face: "Be sober, I don't want to punch you now, after all... Forget it! I'm too lazy to say, now, go find it yourself, I miss you understandable!"

He snorted angrily, sat on the sofa, and I stood there dumbfounded...

What did you do?

What did you do?

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and the white curtains embroidered with flowers swayed a few times.

Oh, when he came to my house, the first thing he did was to decorate it?

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