Dawn Redemption

Mueller was only stunned for a second or two, and subconsciously reached out to snatch the small glass tube, but Finn held it in his hand first.

"Are you crazy? Get it!" Mueller frowned, hoping that this was just a joke that Fein wanted to make out of the blue, but Fein did not give him the little thing that could kill instantly as he wished.

Finn shook his head very lightly, and Mueller didn't know if the wry smile on his face was a hallucination.

"It's boring, Mueller." Fein turned his head stiffly and said to him, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, reflecting Mueller's nervous expression.

Mueller doesn't believe he really wants to die like this: "Why do you want to kill yourself?"

"Why do you want to live?"

It seems that Finn's brain did not become as stiff as his body and expression. After being asked by him quickly, Mueller was only stunned for a second or two and then calmly said:

"Because someone is still waiting for me. In other words, I promised to wait for him to come back."

When he said this, his eyes were firmer than ever at any moment.

Finn raised his heavy eyelids and glanced at him, then spread his palms, pinched the small glass tube in his fingers, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said hoarsely: "But I don't have any. "

He handled the bit of potassium cyanide very calmly, as if completely unaware that it was a deadly poison.But Mueller kept tense, afraid that if he didn't pay attention for a moment, he would quickly put the thing in his mouth and bite it to pieces.He stared closely at Finn's hand, observing when he made a movement so that he could grab the medicine immediately, while thinking about what he was going to say next.

"Mueller, as you can see." Fein said, "I don't need to exist anymore."

"You idiot!" Mueller roared, regardless of how loud the voice was, even if the people in the room looked at this moment, it didn't stop him from continuing, "Are you not stimulated, Just want to die like this? Are you living for yourself? Have you never thought that there are other people in this world who need you? What about your family?!"

Family...Fan's father's face came to mind.

I don't know how the situation in Augsburg is now, so far away and untouchable.It's like he knows where Noah is, but he can't get close anyway.

And who would need him.

family?Why bring up the family in front of Mueller if he really already knows all about it.

Indeed, he had thought he would have a home after the war.But until just now, all the beautiful fantasies he had had were cruelly shattered in an instant.Originally, after this battle was over, he could pack up his things with peace of mind, and be with him as Noah said...

Wait!

Fein shuddered and raised his head abruptly!

All the pictures in front of the empty eyes flashed again, like bubbles suddenly gushing out of stagnant water.14 Ritter Street, his home... Ilsa and Greta... Thom's death, the murderous Russian soldiers and the shivering woman...

Damn!

Before Mueller could react, Finn beside him stood up abruptly. The glass medicine bottle he had been holding fell to the ground and was crushed by his quick steps. In the noisy room, The sound of breaking is minimal.

"Hello!..." Before Mueller could stop him, Fein's back disappeared in the crowd.

Fein gritted his teeth and pushed away the people who were crowded in the small underground space. Once the space was a little more free, he ran, gritted his teeth and rushed to the exit.

14 Ritter Street.

14 Ritter Street.

14 Ritter Street.

He didn't need to recite the place name in his heart uninterruptedly, because there was no way to forget it no matter what.

He hadn't been able to go to this place before due to various reasons, but now, he had to hurry there, the sooner the better.

Taking three steps at a time, Finn ran up a long series of stairs in one breath, getting closer and closer to the closed trapdoor, and closer to the ground.

Noah was no longer there, probably no longer...not in this world.

But the woman, his ex-wife, and the little girl were still there!When the Soviets came in, they didn't know what would happen to them.

No... Maybe he knew.

After all, Tom died tragically in front of him in order to save the unknown woman.

He didn't know why he cared so much about these two people.It stands to reason that it has nothing to do with him at all, and there is even a bit of unclear hostility in the relationship with Noah.

But if Fern didn't go now, there might be no one to help them.

They need Finn.

That's why he opened the trapdoor.

Mixed with the choking smoke and the pungent smell of gunpowder, it was hardly fresh air that poured in the moment Finn opened the trapdoor.At the same time, the rumbling sound of armored vehicles and the sound of guns and machine guns appeared in his ears more arrogantly than before.

It was completely dark.Finn carefully climbed out and closed the lid.He didn't dare to look at the surrounding environment at all, and ran into the shadow of the street corner under the cover of night, hiding his figure in it so as not to be discovered by others.Then he dared to poke his head out and look outside.

He didn't do it without reason.The street in front of it, as well as the countless buildings next to it, and the countless streets it extends out to connect, have all been occupied by the Soviets.

Perhaps except for the last few buildings at the core, the entire city has been submerged by the red wave.

But this red is also the color of blood.

Even in the dark night, the scattered sparks and the light of the flashlight dangling in the hands of the soldiers were enough to illuminate the corpses everywhere.

The visual impact is stronger than others, and at this moment other senses are also driven to become more acute.The smell of blood filled the dry air.Finn frowned, even though the smell was so familiar to him that it was nothing at all, he subconsciously held his breath.

This is also to calm the mind a little.Soviet soldiers were still in formations scavenging for what was at their disposal, looting food, valuables, and women.Finn found his time and crossed the street while they were not looking.

He was very anxious, and it was too slow to hide like this all the time, but this was the only way to avoid being discovered.

Finn caught the footsteps of a group of people from the side, and quickly reacted and dodged into a side alley.

It used to be a small dump, but now it's full of dead bodies.

The whole alley reeked of stench.Finn glanced down, there were both German soldiers and Soviet soldiers.Their faces, if not destroyed, were covered with blood and other filth, blurred beyond recognition.

Eventually, everything will rot.

He thought for a while, and instead of running out immediately after the Soviets left, he turned his head and squatted down, groping for a while, praying for peace in his heart, and at the same time removing the remaining ammunition clips from the German soldiers. Take it off and hold it.

It would be inconvenient to take away their machine guns at this time, and they could barely defend themselves with pistols.

He saw that his hands were covered with dust and mud, so dirty that the original color could not be seen.But he just glanced at it casually, and continued to put the ammunition he got in an easily accessible place.

He poked his head out and took a look, confirming that the street was safe for the time being, and then ran quickly.

Yes, everything rots.

But one day, everything that rots will give off the fragrance of earth after a new rain.

Fein didn't have a map in his hand, so he could only measure how far he was with the route he remembered.

After a long time, he became a little absent-minded, and now his mind is still a mess.The night is a good barrier, allowing him to pass through the places occupied by the enemy.

But it's just around the corner, so close.

He met a Soviet soldier face to face.

Both sides were stunned.

There was only one person on the other side, and it didn't look like he was on patrol, but more like he slipped out halfway.

But he is a regular soldier.

Finn went to touch the gun, and he also picked up the machine gun in his hand. At this time, he could only be faster than anyone else, otherwise——

"boom!"

"What are you doing in a daze! Fucking run!"

Fein was taken aback, watching the Soviet soldier collapse in pain, his body reacted first and ran in the opposite direction.

Muller stood in front and seemed to be following all the way.He was still holding the gun in one hand, and waved the other hand twice to call for Finn to come over quickly.

Fern looked back as he ran. The soldier was still struggling to get up. "He's not dead yet!" Finn turned to Muller.

"I can't control it anymore! Someone will come as soon as you hear the sound from here! Run first and then talk! Where are you going!"

"Rett Street! What the hell are you doing here!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Someone asked me to protect you!"

Muller led him galloping through narrow alleys and onto another street.Before he had time to catch his breath, the sound of chasing and killing behind him was approaching.

"Damn it, I can't get rid of them." Mueller said fiercely, his gray eyes darker than the night.Roaring foreign languages ​​came up behind him, and someone was already trying to shoot. Although the two were not within range, the sound of the gunshot was enough to make people shudder.

If you continue running like this, your physical strength will decrease, and it is impossible to escape.

There was a bang, and the bullet hit the ground at Fern's feet, just missing his ankle.Although he was sweating all over from running, he only felt a chill.

Without thinking too much, he drew his gun and turned around to fight back, and Muller did the same.For a moment, the sound of firefighting resounded through the night sky, but the number of opponents was far above them.

Can't spend any more.Muller's brows were tightly frowned, and he grabbed the magazine that Fein had thrown over, loaded it and continued to shoot.But he knew that no matter how much ammunition he had, he would run out of time.

While Finn was not paying attention, he took out the grenade he had picked up earlier.

"Fin, no matter what happens, don't give up."

When Fein heard this, he turned his head and stared at Mueller in shock, but in the next second, he was pushed out vigorously.

Mueller stopped running and turned in the middle of the street.

"Run," he whispered.

In the bumpy running, Fein couldn't see his smaller and smaller back clearly, but at this moment, Muller still gave him the same feeling as the first time he met.

This man is so tall.

Can't see what he's thinking.

He forced himself to turn his head and look at the road in front of him, and forced himself to continue running in the direction he was going.

He heard Mueller's voice behind him:

"I'm sorry, buddies."

"Lucas!!—"

Finn's screams were completely drowned out by the loud explosion from the street behind, and the huge air current pushed him forward, almost unable to stand still and about to fall.Buildings collapsed, and dust flew up the streets.Floating into his eyes and nose, tears were about to come out.

But he still ran forward with his eyes open.

The heart was falling, so heavy that it seemed that it no longer belonged to me.

In fact it had given up, dragging him and preventing him from going any further.It's just that his body hasn't given up yet.

It's just that even fate would never favor him again.

In the last night before dawn.

Finn's fists were clenched tightly, and his nails made deep marks on his palms.There was no one chasing after him anymore, he just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, just for a while.

The shout came from the sideways again.This time it was a whole team, even more than the ones chasing him before.The faces of those people were extremely ferocious in the firelight, and there was a drunken breath on their flushed faces.

Fern quickly looked around for cover, firing his gun.

Damn it, it's almost here!

There is simply nowhere to hide.The strong light from the flashlight blinded him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

His figure was invisible in the white light.

He could only continue running with only a ray of vision left, and the gun in his hand soon heard a "click" sound of no bullets.

Reaching out to touch it, the magazine was also used up before.

What are the Soviets behind them calling?

he does not know.

Soon, they were shooting.

ended.

He had never imagined what it would be like to be hit by a bullet.

It was like being punched hard in the stomach.

Time began to slow down and freeze.

It was as if he had been thrown into a huge ice cave.The whole body is cold.

The world in front of me tilted, became blurred, and fell into darkness.

He felt his body sticking to the ground, to the land that had fallen.

"help me……"

He didn't know whether the voice came from his mouth or only existed in his fading consciousness.

In the last long night.

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