nightmare out of control

The mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the violent snowstorm seemed to dye everything in front of them white. The frightening elf skirt swept a gust of wind, and the strongest horses were directly lifted into the sky. Among them, anyone will lose their way...

On the third day after I came back, I received the news of the Snowstorm in the North Pole. It seems that some things must be acted decisively. This terrible snowstorm has come.

Of course, the leader couldn't come back easily in this severe snow disaster. Helicopters take off in this kind of weather is courting death. As for the armored vehicles, I don't think he can distinguish the direction of return in the snow.I think if their team is not fully prepared, then I might be able to help collect a corpse after the blizzard stops.

If it's far away, I don't care about their affairs.

After returning from the backyard, An Mo returned to his usual indifferent state, but it can be seen that his indifference has always been the protective color of his slender heart. In fact, his spirit is very panic. He is very afraid of the departure of his friends. He seems to be an unapproachable guy. In fact, I prefer to be with people, with partners.

And Kers's hedgehog head has been limp since he came back that day, lying softly on his forehead, just like its owner, with no energy at all.Logically speaking, Kers and Unic don't have much intersection, but perhaps his spirit of sacrificing his life to protect each other has a great influence on Kers, so this single-celled little Tibetan mastiff is so sad about Unic's death. .

Fortunately, the executive who had seen through the storm did not wilt like a dehydrated cucumber, "I will always remember the gentle smile on Yonik's brow, so I am not sad, because after this we will take his We are moving forward with our identities, and Unic will not want us to stop because of sadness." The director's blond hair shone brilliantly under the sunlight, and his dark blue eyes contained a tenacity that did not match his age.

This man who is only 26 seven years old will indeed be a good mentor. You must know that before this, I have always forgotten his previous position, the supervisor of the special forces department. Now it seems that he is indeed worthy of this position.

and so……

"Now let's try our best to cheer up and clear out the guards inside Sitkaya early while the leader is away." I lay on the table with my face propped up, looking at the two guys who were obviously wandering, so I took a moment Knock on Kers, and then scratch Anmo's head twice. "When are you going to leave? Are you going to rest for a while? After that, it's best for Mr. Murray to contact you as soon as possible... Hey, did you two listen to me!?"

I stood up and slapped Kers and Anmo on the back of the head casually. These two guys are too much. What's the use of being sad about life and death here? It's better to get up early and capture Atna The people around, so that Yonik's sacrifice is not in vain!

"Xiao Qi, sit down first." The supervisor saw that I was using force, so he patted me on the shoulder to signal me to sit down. His eyes were terribly calm, and his eyes shot back and forth at An Mo and Kers.

I saw that An Mo, who had always been silent about things, avoided his gaze.

The supervisor clasped his hands in front of him, his eyes gradually curved into a thin slit. Looking at this, I knew that the supervisor must have to preach again. It seems that professional habits are really not easy to get rid of.

"The three of you used to be 1ST special forces under my sect, and I have a certain understanding of personal emotions." The supervisor shot back and forth while talking: "I don't need to say Xiao Qi, he is a very For a calm person, turn sadness into the driving force for progress. This is the correct attitude towards the sacrifice of partners. All pain and sorrow are fake. The most miserable state is to fall into sadness and cannot extricate yourself. The highest state is to take care of each other without words. His share of working together. To be honest, friendship is indeed a very magical thing. It can bear the harm caused by others without hesitation, and it can also give up its own life to make up for these heavy injuries. It has nothing to do with him. Hurt. So if you don’t want Yonik to feel that he is useless, then cheer me up quickly, those who want to leave will naturally go, and those who stay will of course stay. Yonik left but he left his spirit to Therefore, the four of us need to bear everything we have to face what we will face, instead of ruining the essence that Yonik said he wanted to show. Kers, Yonik is the 1st master you have always respected and yearned for before; Ann Mo, Yonik is your closest friend growing up; and I, I am just your former upper-level instructor, so you have to bear the spirit of Yonik even more. Now is the perfect time to take back Sitkaya, you guys The two of you think about who you are worthy of this decadent appearance, and now go back to my room to rest, and you two will come in after you have thought about it—"

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The supervisor brought some barbecue and snacks from outside. When he put the food on the table, he looked up at the two closed doors, and then sighed softly.

"Xiao Qi, how are those two guys doing now?" He handed me a pastry, and then sat across from me habitually crossing his hands in front of him.

I lazily bit a piece of pastry, and with the melted pastry in my mouth, I replied with some slurred words: "Kirs was always an optimistic puppy, and his spirit gradually returned to its original vitality from depression. , probably within half an hour of enlightening myself, I should be able to come out."

The supervisor nodded and continued to look at me.

I swallowed my snack and hummed helplessly, and said slowly: "Younike's death has really had a great impact on him, Anmo...he is still of the same virtue, and his heart is as calm as ever, so I don't know what he is. Is it false calm or true relief."

"Perhaps the last thing you want to detect with your mental ability is a cold person like An Mo?"

"No, the most annoying thing is the person I can't detect at all..." I put the pastry away, turned my head and looked towards the north direction outside the window.If a person like Joe survives the snow disaster, it will be a disaster for me. As expected, everything will fall. I only hope that An Mo will not be like him in the future, directly spying on my spirit. Is it an immune state...

"I'm going to see An Mo." Standing up, I picked up the supervisor's osmanthus cake and walked towards the door.

"Tomorrow is Christmas..." The supervisor sighed softly behind him.

Reaching out and twisting the handle of the door, An Mo really locked the door. I shook my head and used my strength to unlock the lock, then walked in quietly and closed the door gently.

A white figure stands in front of the window, the standing upright body looks like a snow-white sculpture, only the sleeves are blowing up and down with the wind.

"An Mo, the supervisor brought back some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, do you want some?" I walked up to him and stretched out my hand to pull his arm to make him look away, but he remained motionless, still looking far away to the north.

"An Mo, look at me." I increased the strength in my hand, but I still couldn't pull him a little bit.

"Anmo, Yunic wouldn't want you to be what you are now, do you live up to his sacrifice like this?" I tugged at his sleeve, but he just tilted his body, and still didn't look back.

I sighed deeply, let go of him, looked up at him and said, "An Mo, I'm leaving."

Hearing this sentence, the guy whose soul seemed to be extracted finally came back to his senses. He lowered his head and frowned slightly, and slowly asked a question: "Where are you going?"

"Go with the supervisor and Kers to get Sitkaya back." I shrugged: "Anyway, you've been thinking about Yonik, and you can't help us. We're leaving tonight, oh today is still On Christmas Eve, the people in Art will definitely relax their vigilance. But if I still sacrifice like Yunick, then you can just cremate me. Compared with the coffin, the ashes are warm in winter and cool in summer. It is a must-have for home travel. Good thing, you can still take me with you all the time."

Of course, what I said was all angry words. I am not a ruthless person. I am also very saddened by the death of Yonik, but the living should inherit the wishes of the dead. , I really don't want to let down Yonik's sacrifice!It's been a few days, and if Anmo is allowed to procrastinate here again, Nasit Kaya will never be able to snatch it back in his life.

The Yate region is also based on the extraction of planetary energy, so we have to continue our mission to defeat Yate and take back Sitkaya, and then let those incompetent governments deal with these damned guys.After the enactment of the planetary protection law, when Mino's power has recovered enough to appear in front of us, then my mission, Qiuqi, can be regarded as completed.

But if An Mo loses the chain at this juncture, not only will our team's overall attack power be greatly weakened, but we may also miss an important opportunity to retake the government city.Now that I think about it, I feel so disturbed...

That's how I am, trying to enlighten others but usually ending up getting pissed off myself.I turned around angrily and wanted to go out, really, really, I don't count on An Mo, an idiot anymore, let him always think about Yunik!

"What are you angry about?" An Mo's voice was calm, but he grabbed my arm to stop me from moving forward. "Are you jealous?" Before I could speak, he asked again, with a hint of curiosity at the end.

jealous?I was stunned, how could it be possible, why am I so jealous for no reason!I'm angry because you're stuck in the shadow of Yonik's death, so I'm not jealous!It's normal for you to care about Yonik, he's your friend!

"Since you think it's normal, why are you still so angry? Obviously inconsistent." An Mo's clear blue eyes looked directly into mine, which made me flustered for a while.

I said no, no! !Who do you think you are? Why do I care so much about you? I just don't want to see you sink like this. I don't want Yonik's death to affect you!I want An Mo, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, who was cautious and careful, and who was able to get out without leaving a trace in the quagmire of desire and evil, to come back. He was depressed all day and looked at the direction of the north. How could he be so sentimental and indifferent? Mo!

"..." An Mo looked at me silently, and it took a while before he smiled. "I said, since I listened to your recording pen, I have become a lot more afraid. Human feelings have been excavated bit by bit. I am afraid of your leaving, afraid of my partner's leaving, afraid of People close to me leave. Is this kind of feeling normal? To be honest, I don’t know very well.” He lowered his eyes, and then continued to laugh: “I never thought that the real Yonik would come back, I thought He's dead, but right after he came back to die for us...I've never felt so sad for a friend's death, not even after I thought he was killed by a lab modification After thinking that you were killed by the leader, I felt that life was hopeless at that time, so I let them catch you, and this time Younick left forever, I thought I would not be able to hold on, but I still insisted So, in your eyes, you may think that I should let go and recover quickly, but maybe this is my weakness."

The indifference in An Mo's eyes disappeared, and he stared at me with a rare tenderness: "Some words may make me feel heartless, but for me, the only people I care about in this life are you and Younike , anyone I know dies, I will face each other in silence, only you... I may be hard to let go, and I even want to keep falling like this until I become a walking dead. I don’t know why I am so extreme. Now that Yonik is gone So the only thing that can make me care is..."

Those pure eyes like a child looked directly at me. An Mo's words caught me off guard. Sure enough, this guy doesn't usually speak, but when he speaks, he is absolutely amazing.

"It's just you."

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