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Under the cool sunlight, the sound of the wind gradually faded away.
Yet, its cold and howling presence lingered in Lu Fei Fan's memories.
Just like this land, when winter arrives, everything withers; yet in spring, life blooms anew.
Life and death coexist in this world, functioning in a mechanical and cold manner—this is both a rule and a law.
For Lu Fei Fan, this was a vast cage, with only time able to resist it.
Before Lu Fei Fan stood a mound of stones, piled high like a grave.
Around it, wild grass thrived and wildflowers bloomed.
The roses had withered.
The petals would fall upon this earth, creating the colors you longed to see.
"When spring arrives again, I will come to see you," Lu Fei Fan thought to himself.
He picked a bundle of his favorite Dogtail Grass, tied it together gently, and placed it before the lonely mound. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears that flowed freely from his eyes before turning away and walking further into the distance.
"My beloved, I am but the dew of light in the air, occasionally falling upon your gravestone. You need not grieve, nor should you feel joy,
for they will inevitably vanish in an instant. You and I will meet again in the dreams of the night; you have your path, and I have mine;
whether you remember or forget matters not. In that moment of intersection where our lights shine together, we will surely encounter each other once more."
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In this world of mortals, one feels like a traveler from afar.
This saying holds truth; many appear beside you as fleeting guests before they depart.
As time passes, you inevitably find yourself reminiscing about those who once accompanied you, whether they brought warmth or caused you pain; both are part of growth.
Yet the years that cannot be reclaimed are what we call the past, and over time, they transform into a distant and heavy nostalgia.
Qin Qin gazed at the sunlight pouring in like a waterfall outside, her mind lost in such thoughts. Ever since she met him, she had become somewhat melancholic. But reflecting on it, that Fellow indeed possessed a depth that belied his youthful appearance.
She felt a twinge of annoyance at these strange thoughts swirling in her mind and stood up to walk around. The room was filled with loud snores; Jiu Ye and Jia Jia were sleeping like pigs, their breaths rising and falling in unison.
She felt no inclination to sleep and couldn’t help but start to worry about Captain Xin.
Her gaze shifted to the bustling Port City outside the balcony.
Lodin Port was the only landing port on this desert island, resembling a military fortress.
Initially, apart from military facilities and warships, there was nothing here.
However, where a port was constructed, life would inevitably flourish. Surrounding the port, buildings, streets, and shops began to emerge.
In no time, Lodin Port transformed into a Port City. Though not large, the sounds of people mingled with the crashing waves of the Tide, creating a symphony. Seagulls occasionally cried out as they glided by, reminding everyone of arrivals and departures—neither stormy nor sunny days mattered here.
Unable to contain herself any longer, Qin Qin checked her handgun and loaded it, preparing to head downstairs to investigate this temporary hideout arranged by Vice Captain Da Fu.
Just as Qin Qin finished organizing her gear and was about to step out, there came a knock at the door.
Instantly, Jiu Ye and Jia Jia sprang up from their beds. They exchanged glances with Qin Qin before all drawing their weapons and aiming at the door. Qin Qin also pulled out her Specialized Energy Revolver and quickly retreated to the balcony to observe the situation outside.
“It’s just the water delivery,” came a voice from outside.
The group exchanged looks; Qin Qin nodded at Jiu Ye.
Jiu Ye lay on the bed with his gun trained on the door and shouted, “We don’t have a water jug inside; did you bring one?”
“Oh, sorry, we didn’t bring any.”
Hearing this, everyone felt a bit more at ease. If the other party had answered incorrectly, they would surely have opened fire. Jia Jia quickly jumped over the bed and cautiously opened the locked door against the wall.
Sure enough, at the door stood the horse team along with Da Biao, while Da Fu Ge and Cai Bi were on guard in the corridor.
The group swiftly entered the room. Jia Jia slightly closed the door, then after a few seconds, opened it again to look outside. Seeing no one was following, she locked the door securely.
The horse team lay on the bed, and Cai Bi urged Jia Jia to fetch medical supplies to bandage his wounds.
The horse team had knife wounds on his shoulder and leg. After checking, Cai Bi reassured everyone, “It’s nothing serious, just superficial injuries.”
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
“Horse Team, how did you escape?” Jiu Ye asked.
“Extraordinary saved me,” the horse team replied as he found a clean military shirt to change into.
“And where is he now?” Jiu Ye asked hurriedly, feeling a bit fond of Lu Fei Fan.
Qin Qin almost blurted out her question too but pretended to listen since Jiu Ye had spoken first.
“He returned to the base. Later, I escaped with some other captains who were locked up with me. We hijacked a truck halfway to get to the port. I intended to find you at the agreed meeting point but unexpectedly fell into an ambush. Luckily, they saw us,” he said, nodding towards Vice Captain Da Fu, who was loading bullets nonchalantly.
“What? Your Extraordinary went back?” Jiu Ye found it hard to believe.
“Yeah… he probably has unfinished business to take care of,” the horse team said thoughtfully, a hint of worry in his voice.
“Those people are so ruthless; what if something happens…” Jiu Ye slammed his hand on the bed and stood up, feeling frustrated.
“Don’t worry; that Fellow won’t be caught easily. To save me, he caused quite a commotion at the base—like an uprising. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have escaped so smoothly,” the horse team explained the situation at that time, leaving everyone in silence.
“Captain, who are these people? Why are they targeting Berg and his crew?” Jiu Ye scratched his head in confusion. “Aren’t they all supposed to be on the same side? Why fight among ourselves?”
The horse team chuckled and replied, “Political matters—who can truly understand them? It’s best we don’t get involved. This has been a valuable lesson; we should avoid coming to this place for missions in the future.”
“Are we waiting for him to come back or should we head back?” Jiu Ye's question hung in the air, and the room fell silent.
“What do you think, Da Fu?” The horseman seemed uncertain.
“With the Military Police out there rounding people up, this place feels increasingly unsafe. The longer we stay, the more risks we take. I suggest we leave as soon as possible,” Da Fu Ge suggested rationally.
“But… what about Fei Fan? Are we just going to leave him behind?” Jiu Ye stood up, agitated. “He risked his life to save us from two places. It’s too ungrateful to abandon him like this. I’m not going; if anyone is leaving, it’s you all.”
With that, he plopped back down in a huff.
“Why don’t you all go ahead? I’ll stay and wait for him,” Da Biao suddenly spoke up.
“I’ll stay too,” Qin Qin added.
This decision surprised everyone in the room.
The horseman furrowed his brow in thought.
“We’ll wait for him a little longer. If he hasn’t returned by dawn, we have to leave,” he declared firmly.
No one dared to argue further. Da Fu Ge nodded in agreement, tacitly accepting the horseman’s decision.
Yet, a sense of worry loomed over everyone; no one knew if Lu Fei Fan would return on time.
At that moment, Lu Fei Fan was on a bumpy truck, wrapped in a blanket, slumped over with his head in his hands, ignoring the dust swirling behind the vehicle.
The truck passed through several checkpoints where soldiers were inspecting people and vehicles. Lu Fei Fan moved numbly through the crowd, draped in his blanket, looking just as disheveled as the other mercenaries around him.
The inspecting soldiers glanced at Lu Fei Fan before waving him impatiently to get back on the truck, allowing it to move on.
Inside the truck were others like Lu Fei Fan—lost and dazed, resembling walking corpses. Naturally, they became targets for some of the seasoned mercenaries aboard.
Next to him, a bearded man in his thirties with a messy hairstyle had been observing Lu Fei Fan for a while. He pulled out a gun and aimed it at Lu Fei Fan.
Lu Fei Fan looked up at the Fellow, who showed no signs of resistance. The Fellow reached into Lu Fei Fan's pocket and, surprisingly, found no money. Instead, he pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper.
Upon seeing the paper being taken away, Lu Fei Fan's eyes lit up with life.
Ah!
A scream echoed in the vehicle as the Mercenary was thrown out. He fell to the ground, clutching his hand that had been twisted at a ninety-degree angle, howling in pain. He never expected to provoke someone who was not to be trifled with.
Lying on the ground, he watched as the truck left a cloud of dust behind, writhing in agony.
Lu Fei Fan brushed off the paper and read the words clearly.
——To General Ruan Yongnan.
Ruan Yongnan? Since this was Shui Que's last instruction to him, it was something he had to fulfill.
After several bumpy moments on the road, they finally arrived at Lodin Harbor. However, just as the vehicle came to a stop, a group of fully armed soldiers rushed out from all sides, aiming their weapons at the truck.
Lu Fei Fan was momentarily stunned because the soldiers surrounding the truck were not ordinary troops; they were Military Police wearing armbands.
“What are you doing?” someone inside the truck shouted at the Military Police.
The leader was a young man wearing glasses, thin and pale. The military uniform and Military Boots he wore seemed almost too big for his frail frame. He stood behind the Military Police, holding a handgun.
“Please cooperate; we are here to apprehend rebels within the military!” he called out to those in the truck.
Lu Fei Fan gripped his Lie Hound at his waist. With this many people surrounding them, there might still be a chance for him to escape amidst the chaos. Surely these people weren't sent by Lancer to capture him?
“What? Rebels? Who?”
“Damn it! Don’t think you’re so great just because you’re Military Police!”
“Let’s take them down!”
Many people picked up their weapons, ready to resist.
"Rebel! Shoot to kill!" the young man shouted again, then fired two shots with a loud bang.
But the people in the truck were seasoned fighters who had tasted blood; such intimidation tactics would not deter them.
Immediately, a standoff ensued between those in the truck and the Military Police below.
"Get out of the way, or I'll start shooting!" someone yelled. A Slovenly Middle-Aged Man, with a mouthful of rotten teeth, raised two Energy Pistols at the officers below.
Seeing someone take the lead, others in the truck began to draw their weapons as well, aiming them at the Military Police. These Mercenaries were not bound by the authority of the Military Police and naturally felt no fear.
The young man gritted his teeth, frustrated by the stalemate before him. He clenched his jaw and ordered, "Fire!"
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