Chapter 449 Before the Expedition 3

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Abei walked back and forth in the house and looked at the cheap electronic watch in his hand from time to time. The watch has been [milled] in many places, and many functions have been declared scrapped, but let's see if time can still be done. At present, the number 10.3 is displayed on the electronic screen. Usually at this hour, his son Langdon has already gone home. After dinner, he should work on his parts in the room, hoping to assemble a power mecha one day.

But tonight, Langdon hasn't returned home yet.

This made Abe very uneasy. He knew his son very well. Langdon has been very naughty since he was a child, but he is also very sensible and never does anything that worries his parents. And it never happened that he didn't return late at night. Abe looked at the photos of their family hanging on the wall and sighed heavily.

In this ordinary family, Abedang and his wife Ajiesa are the most ordinary workers. They work in a food processing factory in the suburbs, working 12 hours a day, and receive a small salary that can only support their needs. For this family, Langdon's birth undoubtedly brought happiness and hope to the family. Because when Langdon was born, he actually detected the precursor of ability.

Abei Dang still clearly remembers how excited he was when he heard the news from the doctor. But over time, this excitement gradually turned into a heavy burden. For an ordinary family, it can't support the cost of a capable person to learn knowledge, which is why there are many capable people among civilians, but their average level is not high.

In addition to limited potential, more importantly, they are not qualified to receive systematic learning and training. Although some civilian capable people go to the wilderness and grow up on the battlefield as mercenaries, it is very rare for them to be lucky to rise to the fifth level or above. After all, many lives are lost in the early stage when their abilities are not strong.

And there are very few who can survive this stage.

Abe didn't let his son become a wilderness mercenary. He just concealed the fact that he was capable and raised Langdon like an ordinary child. Langdon had been playing with his parents in the factory workshop when he was very young. At that time, the factory was more like his home, his playground. As for Abe himself, he silently saved all the expenses that could be saved and accumulated them little by little.

Abei should not be willing to let his son take an ordinary road like him. He believes that his son should have a wider world, so as a father, he tried his best to create conditions for Langdon. Until this year, the conditions finally matured. When Abe sent Langdon to Montgomery College, he always remembered that Langdon's face was mixed with surprise and excitement.

At that moment, Abe felt that so many years of efforts had paid off.

Since then, Langdon's work and rest have been normal. I left home at 7 a.m. and came back at 6 p.m. Sometimes it brings back a blue and swollen face, but Langdon always has a smile on his face. Abe should know that he didn't want to worry about himself, and also knew that it was not easy for a civilian to study in a college where more than 90% of the students were aristocratic. Since Langdon didn't say anything, he didn't ask. Abe Dang believed that his son could handle it.

But tonight is a little special. It's past ten o'clock, and Langdon has returned home. The darkness outside the house is like a strong uneasiness in Abe's heart.

At 1023, the door was knocked. Abe looked at his wife, and both of them saw the sadness in each other's eyes. Abe took a deep breath and strode forward to open the door. Outside the door stood a famous city defense officer, a man in his thirties. Slightly fat, but at the end of middle age, he had bowed. This man asked Abe Dang, "Mr. Abe Dang? Are you Langdon's father?

Abe nodded quickly: "I am, what's wrong with Langdon?"

"I'm sorry to tell you, sir. Your son had a traffic accident in the city, which was quite serious. In a word... Please don't be too sad." The city defense army patted Abedang on the shoulder and said to the back, "Bring the child here."

Several city defense officials came with a stretcher lying on the stretcher. I didn't move, and I saw that my heart sank straight down. There were blurred syllables in his throat, and by this time, his wife Elisa had snatched out of the room, followed by a earth-shattering scream, and she jumped on the stretcher and began to cry.

Next, the city defense force didn't know what else to say to Abedang. But Abe couldn't hear anything, and there were only some empty sounds in his ears. He walked to the stretcher in a daze, and it was Langdon lying on it. Langdon opened his eyes wide and stared straight at the sky. He was covered with blood, and even some parts of his body had been deformed, which was caused by the impact of blunt force.

Abeidang can imagine that a high-speed car suddenly hit his son. The impact of that moment caused multiple fractures of Langdon's body. He would throw it to a corner of the street like a doll, and then the driver and passers-by would gather around. But at that time, he was already dead!

Dead!

"No!" Abe Dang let out a roar and burst into tears.

He grabbed his son's shoulder and tried to wake him up, just like when Langdon stayed in bed and woke his son from his sleep with a violent shaking. But this time, Langdon won't wake up again. Just with Abedang's movements, Langdon's hand on his body fell weakly to the ground, revealing a bloody abdomen. Abedon seemed to have found something. He settled down and saw several narrow gaps in Langdon's abdomen.

It looks like it was stabbed with a knife.

This idea made Abe suddenly stand up. At this time, the city defense officers were about to leave, and Abe quickly stopped them: "Sir, sir!"

The city defense officer who knocked on the door before gestured to his companion, then turned around and walked back: "What's the matter? Sir?"

Abedang stretched out his trembling finger and pointed to his son's abdomen: "Look here, this is not caused by a traffic accident. Sir, Langdon was killed and stabbed to death.

The city defense officer calmly looked at the father who lost his beloved son in front of him and sighed deeply, "Listen, sir. If you think of it as a traffic accident, believe me. This is good for you and me. The perpetrator will send a large amount of compensation tomorrow morning. Sir, I know you are sad, but some things are better not to delve into. After all, even if you know the truth, your child will not come back, will you?"

patted Abedang on the shoulder, and the city official sighed and turned away. Abe stood on the spot in a daze, and for him, the world collapsed. But for this world, there is only one less dispensable person.

The world continues to operate according to its own laws and will not change without anyone.

If you give fate a will, it must be the god of mischief. In the script written in its hand, not everyone is a favorite. Some people are favored by it, while others are ruthlessly abandoned by it. Light and darkness are constantly intertwined. If there is luck, there will be misfortune. If there is happiness, there must be pain.

It has never been like this.

The next morning still came. When Abe was in great pain, Leah appeared at the gate of Montgomery College as usual. She looked at Zero and walked into the door with a smile. Zero didn't leave today. He was waiting outside the school gate. Leah has decided to participate in the pre-war special training held by Zero Company at the base, so she will not continue to go to school today, but to submit an application for temporary suspension to the school.

The email of the application was sent to the school as early as yesterday. In addition to Leia's name, there are zero signatures in the applicant column. Nowadays, almost no one in Asgatry does not know that Zero, a person can equalize with Saul, so filling in the name of zero will make Leah's application go many unnecessary links.

In fact, Leah quickly got the letter of approval of the application in the hands of the lecturer professor Glando. The letter indicates that the school will reserve the degree for Leah and welcome her back to school for rework at any time. But when the old professor handed the letter to Leah, he couldn't help asking, "Son, why don't you continue the class? Am I not good enough?"

Lia quickly replied, "No, it's none of your business. It's my own reason, because I have more important things to do now.

"Well, you are welcome to come back to listen to my old man's class at any time." Professor Glando said funnyly.

Lia looked at the classroom and found two empty tables, one of which was Langdon's. She casually asked, "Didn't Langdon come to class today?"

The old professor looked gloomy and sighed, "You don't know yet. The child had a traffic accident last night, and now he should be in the arms of his father."

"What?" Lia whispered.

She can't believe that the young man who is confident in the future will leave the world forever in just one night. This changed so fast that Leah didn't even have time to make his request to Zero.

When leaving, Leah's eyes fell on the other seat.

That's Bosger's seat, and he didn't come today.

Is it just an accident? Looking at the seat, Leah thought.

The other end of the city.

"Join the army?" Bosger blushed and shouted excitedly to his very god-like father, "Why did you want me to join the army? No, father, I'm not ready to go to war. You see, my studies have not been completed yet, and my ability is not perfect. I know that merit is very important to the family, but please give me more time.

"Otherwise, going to the battlefield means death for me!"

Claf looked coldly at his excited son, elegantly pulled out a cigar from the table with his slender and well-maintained fingers and sent it to his mouth to light it. He took a deep breath and spit out another smoke ring: "Look at you, Bosger. You're scared, aren't you?"

In his father's words, Bosger's body stiffened, and then lowered his head and admitted, "You're right, father. I'm afraid. After all, it's the battlefield, but it's the place where the dead will go. Please, don't send me to join the army, okay?

"In this case, why did you do that stupid thing last night?" Clough roared and changed his previous image.

He stood up, like an enraged lion, and said angrily around his son, "Are you good at it? Learn to kill? What is this? Since you have the ability to kill people, why don't you go to the battlefield to kill people? Do you know? How disappointed I was to see you come back to ask me for help last night. I have a timid son like you. What do you want to inherit our family?

"I sent you to join the army for your own good. After all, you killed someone."

"But father, that's just a civilian."

"Yes, you also know that he is a civilian." Craf sneered and said, "If you kill a slave, not to mention one, a hundred is fine. But civilians can't. They are free people. Although it is not much better than lowly slaves. But damn it, they have personal safety rights. That is to say, you can beat and scold them in Asgatry, but you can't kill them.

"Although I suppressed this matter, it's not a big deal to kill a civilian after all. But the city defense force will record this matter and seal your name in a file. Think about it with your head, Bosger. What will you do if someone makes a big deal with this after you inherit the family in the future? Clough gradually calmed down: "I asked you to join the army and let you go to the battlefield to help you wash away this stain."

"Which army do you want me to join, the Hammer of Destruction?" Bosge asked doubtfully.

"Hammer of Destruction?" Kraft sneered and said, "That's a bunch of crazy people and butchers. If you are asked to join them, it will really make you die. Besides, you are not qualified. What I asked you to join is the Golden Tomahawk Reserve Army, which is the new barracks. Generally, you will only be responsible for patrolling the camp and transporting war materials, and will not go directly to the front line to participate in the battle. In this way, your chance of death is infinitely close to zero.

"In addition, I have borrowed three fifth-level guards from Andrew's to accompany you as new recruits, and they will ensure your safety. And as long as you survive this war and wait for you to come back. Your experience, coupled with some artistic modifications from me, will become a glorious history. And the dazzling light is enough to cover up any stains. Clough looked at his son and said, "You don't often ask me what politics is. Look, this is politics!"

Looking at Bosger, who seemed to understand, Clough sighed in his heart. He knew that his son was too young, but who didn't come from his youth, including him. He only hopes that through this military career, he can shape a brilliant experience for his son, so that he can become mature as soon as possible.

The Western Expedition set out, and countless undercurrents surged in Asgatri. Big and small, bright and dark, they all point to the unknown earth in the west!