"You have to remember...... You're unique......" someone whispered to themselves in the darkness.

One and only?

Is this a joke?

"It's a great miracle!" The old, excited voice sounded again.

Where is this? How can someone talk to themselves?

Long Yun struggled to open his eyes in the dark, feeling that his whole body was covered with water, a lot of water...... As if immersed in a container, apparently cylindrical, looking out of the thick glass, a short old man with glasses was staring at him proudly.

"Oh my God!" The old man seemed to be stimulated by something, and his eyes were full of tears, and he fell to his knees with a thud, like a devout believer prostrate under the throne of God.

"In the name of Atlantis, this will be the time to witness a miracle." The old man looked like a country native Taoist priest who danced a great god, kowtowing and bowing to him, while chanting words in his mouth, "The great destroyer will once again return to the world, cleansing the dirt of this world, and the despicable Moria people will fall into lava hell and never ......recover."

Atlantis? What is this funny old man talking about?

Atlantis...... It's a familiar name, Long Yun remembers that Jiro had mentioned it before he was killed by himself, and Moriah, it was all some kind of mess.

What about the old fish? What about the king? And your teammates?

Why are they all gone?

Cold......

Long Yun felt that he was chilling all over, and he couldn't help but scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of water poured into his mouth, and the surroundings suddenly turned into a vast ocean.

He finally remembered, it was a memory of the time he was ten years old, it was in the depths of the Pacific Ocean.

He poured salty and bitter water into his mouth and nose, and the pain in his lungs became sharp. When you open your eyes, you will be surrounded by boundless darkness. The Pacific Ocean turned out not to be blue, it should be black.

I am slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea.

The desire to survive stimulated Long Yun, and he once again slid his hands desperately, trying to rise to the surface.

But there seemed to be a terrifying suction force in the dark sea, which enveloped his feet and dragged him into the depths of the ocean.

"Ahh

"Ghosts! What happened to you!? The man's face appeared in the blurred vision, becoming clearer and clearer, and she kept grabbing his right hand and shaking it violently, "Wake up, you have to wake up!" We need you now! ”

She even reached out and slapped Long Yun hard.

"You've got to wake up right away!"

Long Yun took a few breaths of air hard, and the feeling of being drowning in the sea and suffocating gradually disappeared. He struggled to sit up and looked around, which was in a truck.

Could it be that everything just now was a dream?

Old fish! By the way, what about the old fish!? He nervously scanned his surroundings, looking for a trace of the old fish.

No, the old fish was really gone, the king, the poet, and the duke were gone, and there were only Lieutenant Jack and his nine men in the trunk of the car, many of them seriously wounded, each with a face blackened with gunsmoke, and a wound of undried blood on the bandages around his body.

"Where's the old fish!?" He grabbed the man's hand violently, "Where is the old fish?!" ”

The man's wife felt that her hand was about to be cut off, and she bared her teeth and cried out, "Damn! You're going to cut off my hand! ”

Long Yun subconsciously let go of his hand, but he still grabbed the man's wife, "Where is the old fish?!" What about kings, dukes, and poets!? ”

The man's wife licked her chapped lips, her face was full of sadness, and her eyes turned red instantly.

Long Yun seemed to realize something, just now he was dreaming after he fell into a coma, and now, it was the real world.

Although he knew that nothing good would come of the old fish, and he himself even witnessed the cab of the Ural truck burned into a ball of fire, he could not accept this fact.

"Where's the old-fish-?" He lowered his head and repeated the question word for word.

The man's wife suddenly cried loudly: "It's gone, it's gone!" The head is hanging! When I woke up, he was burned to death in the cab! ”

The man's wife had not cried since her family died in the tribal massacre in Somalia, and in her words, the tears had dried up that day.

But now, she was crying loudly, so that every man in the car was panicked, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with numbness, and he couldn't speak.

Long Yun sat on the ground in despair, and asked, "What about the others?" What about kings, dukes, and poets? ”

The man's wife only cared about crying and didn't answer at all.

Lieutenant Jack moved over and patted Long Yun on the shoulder: "Brother, they volunteered to stay behind to block the rebel convoy. Otherwise, we won't be able to get out......"

"What did you say!?" Long Yun suddenly jumped up from the floor and pushed Lieutenant Jack hard against the carriage board, and with a bang, Jack felt the Venus dancing in front of him, and he almost fainted in one breath.

"British, tell me the again! What's wrong with them!? Long Yun's eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were twice as big as usual.

"You leave them there!? Holy! He pulled out his USP pistol and put it against Lieutenant Jack's head, "Who gave you the power to drop theirs!?" Do you know what they are? They are my brothers! ”

Jack suddenly sobbed, covered his face and hung his head, not explaining at all.

"Ghosts! Don't embarrass him, it's none of his business! The polar bear turned pale, leaned over and pushed Long Yun, "The king they volunteered to block the rebel convoy in order to give us a chance to live, you are a mercenary, you should know that there is no choice on the battlefield, and it is also the best choice, otherwise we all have to die together!" ”

"Death is also death together!" Long Yun pushed the polar bear down and said viciously: "They are our brothers who were born and died!" How could you be willing to leave them behind! ”

After saying that, he had already cried, and the tears couldn't help but slide down.

The man's wife touched a handful of tears and said, "If we don't go, we can't go, when the rebel convoy caught up, the duke held a gun to let us go......"

Huge grief filled the carriage, and Long Yun knew that he was venting, and the object of venting was not someone else, but himself.

He hated himself, he hated why he couldn't save the king, why he couldn't save the old fish, why he couldn't save the duke and the poet, he sent other people's fire, in fact, he was more miserable than anyone else.

"Ahh

The man's wife hurriedly came over and hugged his waist, pedaling on the board to prevent him from torturing himself anymore, and the polar bear also came to help, suppressed Long Yun, and roared loudly: "What's the use of you hitting and killing now?" Don't you often say an old Chinese saying, which is called to stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood? Now that they are dead, it is the act of cowards, and we have to avenge the old fish! That's the right thing! ”

After struggling for a while, Long Yun gasped for breath and finally lay on the ground without moving.

The man's wife looked at him with a very frightened expression, so she had to stay by the side.

"Kebby ......" After a long time, Long Yun spit out the name, and his eyes burned with anger that could destroy everything: "I must find this fat pig and chop him into meat sauce!" ”