Chapter 24

Union 333, September 21 2310

Border Star, D-3 Area

Vine guessed the cause and effect of the incident on the way back. Gradually, when the idea was straightened out, he found that it had always been a bureau, and Major McLean, who was responsible for the implementation, directed the whole process - she deliberately let Wayne and the others leave, thus confusing each other.

As a result, the other party gave up chasing Bernie's children and went to deal with Bernie himself. The next thing is logical - the enemy is playing a self-righteous chess, breaking into the area guarded by security personnel, fighting fiercely, and then robbing the most important target.

"You guessed right, Lieutenant." The major nodded and agreed with Wayne's speculation, "The other party is not a fool. We want to catch them all. We are not sure about bait or torture alone. So I'm going to let them take Mr. Brown away. We will track it down and definitely find the enemy's nest.

"Sir, are you sure they won't find the tracker on Mr. Brown?" Wayne asked.

"The probability is not high." Major said, but she was very confident, "Mr. Brown swallowed the tracker into his stomach. As long as he doesn't excrete during this period, everything will be in the hands of intelligence."

"Then when will we act?" Edwin asked, and he looked impatient.

"No, Evin." Wayne held him down and said, "Not now, the officer should intend to carry out a dawn raid."

Lillian appreciates Wayne's performance. He is a qualified commander in all aspects. "Vien is right. The police have now blocked the city on the surface, so the enemy can't escape for a short time. They will remain extremely vigilant during this period. The rash attack is almost only a failure.

"And if at the moment before dawn, before the visibility improves - the enemy stayed all night at this time, and the mentally exhausted and tired sentries will often relax their vigilance at this time. And just as they thought it was safe, we launched a raid.

"So I decided to launch a raid on time at 0500." Lillian told them, "There is still a long time left. You should take a break and adjust your state to the best. At that time, the personnel of the Military CIA will cooperate with us to attack, but the task of rescuing Mr. Brown and capture the enemy's leader will still be on you.

Vien and the team returned to their respective rooms.

He lay on ** and straightened out his mind again. The task is very ordinary for them, but what needs to be paid attention to is the problem of capturing prisoners alive. For team members who are used to killing the enemy directly to complete the task, it is estimated that they need to be particularly careful. But they have always been perfect.

He slept for a while, and the sound of the door being quietly pushed open attracted his attention. He remained calm and maintained a uniform breathing frequency, as if he were enjoying a dream, but one hand had quietly touched the pistol under the pillow.

He guessed that it might be the troublemakers. Li Song had played a lot about raiding in the middle of the night and training his reaction ability before, and the loser would be punished by the winner - it might be a good idea to be hung from a tree on a cold night... This is really unbearable to look back. Since he lost once when he was a child, he has been taking the initiative.

But the goal this time is obviously very stupid. Although he walked carefully, the random pace and frequency still betrayed him - Wayne even wanted to emphasize the team members' lax practice recently, but the goal had quietly come to him... At this time - he suddenly opened his eyes Eye, one hand stretched out, grabbed the other party's neck and pulled **, and the other hand with a gun pointed the gun against the other party's stomach.

But he felt something was wrong - the target was very light, he was petite, and he would not be a female team member! - Assassin? His eyes quickly adapted to the darkness and saw the person coming clearly - it was Miss Brown!

She was strangled by Wayne and couldn't speak, and she had a gun on her stomach. She trembled all over, but she didn't dare to act any rashly.

"Sorry, sorry." Wayne let go of her, and chris sat up, covered her neck and kept coughing, and her face turned red. Wayne's face is apologetic and angry. These games can only be played between players. If it is put on ordinary people, he only needs to exert a little force, and maybe Miss Brown has just lost his fragrance.

Wayne reached out to touch the head of the bed and turned on a lamp, but was turned off by Grace.

"I can't sleep." She said.

Wayne hasn't figured out how to answer yet.

"I..." She moved ** and approached Wayne, "I'm so confused. Dad was robbed. Will he die? Will you save him? What should I do?"

"Don't worry about this. Someone will deal with it." Wayne couldn't tell her the details of the mission, so she could only comfort her.

"Really?" She asked.

"Really, maybe Mr. Brown will appear in front of you safe and sound tomorrow."

Cris was quiet for a moment, but suddenly, she lifted the quilt mischievously and got into it. He shrank beside Wayne and hugged his left hand.

"Oh..." Wayne was a little nervous. "Cris, can you go back to your room to sleep?"

"No, I like it here." Kris said waywardly, and she held it tighter.

"But I'm a man, and you are a woman."

"If you are surrounded by a man, I will scream."

"Oh!" Wayne was speechless. He could see the girl's cunning smile. "But I don't know you. We're just... ordinary friends."

"I know." She said, but she didn't mean to let go.

"You are still a girl!" Wayne was a little angry.

"I have a boyfriend." She smiled and said, "Ex's."

Vien may remember what he was thinking at this time, but most of the time he was greeting God. And chris moved her body uneasily. She wrapped around Wayne like a snake. Just as Wayne wanted to stop her cross-border behavior, her lips were imprinted on his lips.

For a few seconds, she raised her head slightly and her hair hung down and fell on Wayne's chest. The flashing blue eyes looked at his face, and his fingers slid on his chest and asked, "Do you want to do it with me?"

"What?" Wayne almost jumped up. He grabbed her moving hand and looked at her left and right, "Your drug addiction is not over yet?"

"Hey..." She shook away Wayne's hand and approached him with her face. "Do you think I've just taken drugs?" She came closer to make Wayne see more clearly.

And at this time, she slowly touched down with one hand, but when she arrived at the destination she wanted, her face changed and was instantly full of disappointment: "You are not interested in me."

"Or, do you like men?"

Vien no longer allowed her to mess around, grabbed her hands, clamped her body and put her aside, held her down, and sat up. "Are you crazy?"

"No." She shook her head and put her finger on her lips, "Oh! I see, you are a soldier and an active soldier!"

"How do you know?"

"Anti-drugs will only be injected by active servicemen to prevent disorder during the war." She said with determination.

"Yes, you guessed it." Wayne replied that they did inject the drug for half a year.

"Venixed! This is really good news. The military has intervened in the affairs of the Brown family. I should pray to God!" She turned on the light, put her hands under her head, and looked at the ceiling, "But it's a pity that we can't spend the night together, soldier?"

"Are you hostile to soldiers?" Wayne asked.

"No, but it is." She said, turning her head to look at Wayne, "You know, my mother was killed by rebels on a trip because of her family dealing with the military. They sent her head home and put it in a purple gift box.

"I was the first to open it." She added, "My eight-year-old gift."

Vine can't feel it personally, but he can't kill people when he was eight years old. Fear has always prevailed and dominates a person, which he can be sure.

"We are now trying to catch all the rebels." Wayne felt the need to explain to her.

"Can you guess when my father died?" She asked.

"I can't." Wayne shook his head.

"But how can you be sure that whoever must be a rebel and who must be righteous?"

The girl asked him about this sentence. The alliance has always announced that those people were rebels, and ASC immediately wiped out, but it is not the first time that the question of who is the rebels has troubled him, including Colonel Morgan of the first planet of Olesta, the killed pirates and so on.

"You don't know!" Kless said angrily, "Rebel? Before the rebellion, my father still discussed cooperation with them. At that time, all of them were regular troops of ASC! But you know, as soon as the command is issued, they will become rebels overnight!"

"Can you guarantee that this will not become a gathering place for rebels next moment? Can you guarantee that the border star garrison will not become the object that all armies must destroy?

"Maybe you will be a rebel the next moment!" She pointed to Wayne and said aggressively, "As long as they disobey and do not meet their interests, they are all rebels!"

"Are you afraid?" Wayne stared at her.

She was stunned, her face changed several times, and then she was about to cry.

Vien felt ashamed, and he broke the girl's inner defense in one sentence.

"You're right, I'm just scared! I'm so afraid that I even need others and need drugs to anesthetize myself!" She shouted, "But what's the matter, I can't be afraid?" Shouldn't you be afraid when you are not sure when your relatives will die? Maybe you can already be so indifferent, eating human flesh and drinking human blood?

Cris said amazingly, but now is obviously not the time to argue with her. Wayne took the initiative to hold a woman outside the Tigers for the first time. He patted her on the back and said, "Relax, you all have the power to fear or fear, but we are different. In some ways, we must abandon these factors... Although you think it is corrupt within the army, there are still many people who are bleeding and sacrificed for a unified alliance. Animals. It's us who annoys you protecting you and blocking bullets that may come at any time.

"You can't understand and hate us. But please remember that our bodies are always the first line of defense in front of you!"

Cris may be really tired. She fell asleep against Wayne's chest. He could only lie in a more relaxed position. After a long time, a sentence came out of her mouth. Although he spoke softly, Wayne heard it and said, "I know, you are now."

He thinks it's worth it.