The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Beyond the Bridge, Alamider (10)

The hardest difficulties have been overcome. But it was not yet the end of the escape.

Winter learned Swimming. Without it, I couldn't swim six kilometers to this state. Fortunately, I had enough energy to invest in the technology. The control personality evaluates all actions and interactions of the user. Today's rewards exceeded expectations.

The problem was to be escorted. The cold flow of seawater simultaneously took away a person's energy and body temperature. Here comes the fear of rising from the ragged depths beneath your feet.

Half the inland waterway was too long for Tan Guo Xing to weaken.

Eventually, winter lifted him onto the drifting boat. The player is broken, but not likely to sink due to minor damage.

The ship was slowly flowing east. It was in the opposite direction. If I stayed long, I felt like I was going back to the point where I first jumped into the water. The abandoned pier is still burning.

“It's so... cold... ”

Maybe it's because he's relaxed. The naval officer was clearly bored in the dark. Buzz, buzz, buzz. It resembled the curious nature of the variant.

“Wait here. Let's take a look inside.”

Winter found a ladder going down the cabin. You aimed a pistol at the center of the delivery. The door to the engine room was locked, but noisy attention was not an obstacle at this time. Bang! The lock snaps at once. Inside the door is a silent darkness. There were no trapped mutants. Winter has bordered.

‘Someone should have released him from the pier.... ’

What happened to the rider?

“It's safe. Come down. ”

You say that, and winter bites a pill. Woodpeck. Woodpeck. The bitterness and numbness lead to the throat. It was a hassle.

Below the deck were kitchens and bedrooms. In addition to sticky hot air balloons, I could find a portable gas burner. While I turned on the light, I wrapped a blanket around my body and sat in the corner of the bed.

The glance of winter as I looked around stopped at the broken door of the engine room. It was well-patterned wood.

Kwajik, Kwajik.

Winter smashes it with just a grip, throwing sharp pieces into the sink. The last piece of flesh was set on fire to the burner. After the fire, I stabbed him under the sink. The sink was one with the hull, and the interior of the fire was low because of the metal. You need to be careful.

More smoke. Too many to fall into the only opening/closing vent. It naturally became hazy on the front lines. It was not difficult to breathe.

I wonder how long it's been. The radio picked up a low sensitivity communication. It was bland Chinese.

[This is PLA Expedition 35. Answer if there are survivors of the Armed Forces (ALAMIDA) landing. I repeat, this is People's Liberation...]

“Oh, my God, my mom sent a rescue party! ”

The officer gladly handed over the Winter radio. Respond and say the prescribed passphrase. There was very little interference. Looks like it's attracted a lot of fires and gunfire. The sub must have sensed this kind of change and tried to radio it.

The transmission went smoothly. The waterway was 400 meters wide and a controlled radio was relatively safe. Hearing the conversation, winter lowered suspicion. At least it didn't appear to be a covert rescue from another faction of the Chinese military.

"A general's son is worth kidnapping. I don't know where the intel came from. ’

At the time his son's whereabouts were described, Sierra Leone was not just waiting for him.

But it was new information that Sierra she had a submarine (tentative) power source.

Expedition 35. It wasn't a nuclear submarine. If you look at the name, you know. If the power was nuclear, it was longevity, and if it was diesel, it was expedition. I could not be ridiculed as a traditional oil-burning submarine. The CIA and the U.S. Navy struggled with whaling because a large number of fishing vessels and conventional submarines were protecting the long-established Nine.

To prevent this, Red Skull crews attacked the refinery. It failed. The facility was attached to the tanker. The whole damn bay was a fire hazard. It was before winter.

Wait. Winter frowns. Something ominous has hit my mind. An unclear realization swirled around the brain in a hazy shape.

“That's it, that's it! We can get out of here! Hahaha!”

The shout of joy interrupted my thoughts. Winter tried to stumble upon the lost inspiration. However, the realization that had left once did not come back. I just had an unreasonable feeling.

The two of them climb up to the deck.

The coming submarine was six sticks exposed above the water. The highest of them is the telescope mast. At the time they found each other, the distance was only about 30 meters. The wind changed, but it was still due to the dark fog.

The black hull rises silently. Careful enough that it won't bubble. In a warship that is hard to distinguish from the night, only the white scale of the function was raised. The bridge that rose like a tower was shaped like a cross in front of it. It was a pair of horizontal wing-like steering strokes.

The boat touched the submarine's function. The distance adjustment was subtle.

The hatch does not open immediately. Winter felt the nervousness in my eyes.

“Why isn't it coming out? ”

Winter has stopped him from crossing over. Wait a little longer.

Inside the window of the bridge, there is a mechanism for moving something. The way I look at it. The Battle Senses detected a low level of threat. More like a neural headline, rather than a hostile one.

‘Cause it might be infected. ’

The opponent is a soldier who lost his country to the plague.

After a short while, two hatches are opened. Soldiers in blue camouflage come up from the bridge and trap. Some point the gun this way. The color of the preliminary warning was pale. However, I was hardened by the unfettered anger. These fuckers dare... A mumbling swearing tongue. Winter moves ahead of him, instead of calming him down. Leap from the deck to the deck. I followed Tan Guo with difficulty.

The suit (Captain) appeared in person and was displeased that only two survivors were left.

“Comrade Middle School, is that all you got? Where are the others? ”

“They're all dead. ”

In Tan Guo's reply, the atmosphere sank even further.

“Is that true? ”

There were many intentions to ask again. There is great suspicion and reprimand among them. The former asked if they had abandoned their comrades to live with me, and the latter asked whether they had killed all of their men and only lived to be commanders.

Tan Guo shut up. Even though I was her servant, I was a senior in the formal department for a while.

The tightly pulled silence breaks with a formal sigh.

“You've lost too many patriots today. ”

And he ordered his men to search the body. See if there are any bites. It was a natural procedure, but it was a matter of robbery. Take off all your clothes. It was not a good thing to be killed during Chinese martial arts. Tan Guo could not hide the feeling of contempt. Winter was silent. The inspector sees the combat boots and panics. It was because of a clear bite mark, some of the teeth still stuck in it.

“Don't be so unpleasant, comrade. As a commander, I cannot tolerate the possibility of losing this contingency. That's all. We're the last ones to protect the people. I hope you understand.”

The courtesy of a subordinate suit was the shadow of Sierra Leone.

Winter, which was mainly against Chinese refugees, was unfamiliar to the term "comradeship." Not because I didn't hear it, but because it meant something different. Comrades, as criminals say, were often an affront to homosexuals.

After searching the body, they were escorted to the winter cabin and the tannery.

The interior of the submarine is foul with stench. My head smells like shit. The brief ventilation did not help. It was also because of the cigarettes the crew gathered under the bridge ladder.

“If you need anything, just let me know. We'll be right outside the door. ”

The two soldiers at the guide station were also stationed as sentries. After all, winter was an outsider. I didn't think of it as feelings towards an officer. It was a worthy adversary for the commander to leave his men to die on the battlefield. I was worried about myself.

The door closes. The cramped cabin is literally just for sleeping. It feels tight compared to the Japanese submarine parade. Functional design, but no consideration for people A bed lined with wool on a collapsible steel frame is a paradox. The crew is just a part of the submarine that makes up the submarine as a weapon.

Tan Guo is trying to hide his embarrassment.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have treated you like this. It's very uncomfortable, isn't it?"

“No. Isn't this at least a lot wider than the top of the Water Tower?" ”

The officer asked me a cold question, but I knew winter well and answered differently. With a light smile.

‘Joanna's assessment was poor. ’

The FBI Director advised us not to smile anywhere, because smiling with this face is quite cruel. You said you'd never see the reverse effect.

However, the reaction was okay. The officer's shoulders are tense.

“Yes... You have to think positive. It's spacious. It's really wide.”

It was a metaphorical agreement. Although it was narrow without limits, it was only as wide as it felt. Lie flat on this bed. Whether Mofo was wet or not, it was an indifferent attitude.

“I have a question. ”

“What?”

“Couldn't you have torpedoed the bridge? ”

I already know the answer, but ask for a change of scenery. You might get a clue as to what's going on in the Sierra General's family.

Tan Guo Shun looked like he was in a bad shape. I don't want to get up. Examine the winter.

“Eh……. Don't get me wrong. Torpedoes were not more valuable than humans. ”

I think I have misunderstood my intentions.

“Of course, if you think so, it won't be too hard. Yeah, fuck it. If we had enough torpedoes, we might have tried. There's no excuse for this. ”

“I'm sorry if you're upset. That's not what I meant. ”

“If that's what you mean, it's okay. You don't have to cover for me. Hmm……. It's my hope."

“Thank you. ”

“Thank you. Anyway... It's a little complicated. I'm kind of speechless.... You served in the army, right? Where should I start? ”

I realized I didn't have a grudge against winter, and the officer stretched out his waist and sighed. I hope you'll clear your mind with a twisted foot for a moment. I'll talk to you soon.

“In conclusion, the inland waters to the east are too shallow and narrow. ”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Torpedoes have to be at least 10 meters deep to navigate. Width should be more than that. There seems to be quite a wide area between the Arabian Midas and the Ocean Lanes, but not the sea floor terrain. The depth drops below three degrees from the middle. It's a margin that's as good as gone. Perhaps the Americans don't know more about this sea than we do. ”

The bay is teeming with anti-white submarines. There will be a lot of data lost in the fall of the city.

“Plus, there's fresh water in the middle. I mean, the sonar detecting targets and terrain isn't working properly. The buoyancy changes in the water are severe, and there are many ships that sank. So if you're gonna use a torpedo, you're gonna have to take at least a few point-blank shots. It's a hard loss for us right now. There are no more supplies. ”

And to break the bridge, you have to hit two feet per leg. The bridge was protected by the shield. The consumption will increase to the ship. It was not included in the brief story.

“I get it. We'll have to come back another time." ”

“... I hope so. I'm not sure there's gonna be a next time. ”

The officer's sigh was heavier than before.

Winter convinced him to sleep.

“You don't look so good. Why don't you close your eyes for a second? ”

“I'm getting sleepy. The air is hot. You need to rest. It's gonna take a while to get back. It's more complicated in the water than on the water. ”

Tan Guechen suggested an anomaly. The inland waterway entrance was bordered by different factions.

His breath quickly calmed down. Shortly after, I started snoring low.

Winter tore through the closed door. There were no windows because of the whole alloy, and no eyes stared at the slightest opening. Now let's take a look inside. There didn't seem to be any other means of surveillance. Closed circuit.

Is it okay? Winter tucks your finger inside your teeth. A fine thread hanging from your fingertips. Tied to a molar, the other end crosses inward into the throat. As I pulled on the knuckles of my fingers, I felt a foreign body pulling up from under my esophagus.

The identity of the foreign body was corrosion resistant capsules. Wipe it on a mop and twist it open. It had a USB stick.

The person who handed it over was Agent Shannon Kowalski, security officer at the SF Operations headquarters of the CIA, Piquad. Following are conversations we had prior to deployment.

“It's the same specification as the Chinese military delivery. I can't tell by the looks of it. ”

Winter asked.

“What's in it? ”

“essential videos for men. about two or three years ago. The FBI picked it out, so it should be pretty high profile. By separating the access points, did they also vote best for the Chinese? ”

She adds a wink to her charming smile. And he said,

“This is, of course, the latest Trojan horse. I'll never catch him. We tested them against Chinese military vessels in Hawaii. Well, the vaccine hasn't been updated in over a year, so it's kind of weird. ”

“I don't know if I'll ever get a chance to use this. ”

“The best thing is to plug any ship directly into the battle command console, but you don't have to do that. Leave the opportunity to yourself. It's hard to notice right now, but go where you want to find it someday. The troops are out of supply, so I won't ignore any USB. ”

The agent's request was reasonable.

Winter, when she swallowed another empty capsule, she pushed her finger over the frame of the bed. The dust layer is thin. Although not often, it seemed to be cleaning.

The search revealed that the inside of the ceiling shelf seemed to be fine. Winter pushes the USB away, keeping your eyes open outside the door. It goes deeper than I thought. I felt that if I was unlucky, I might not be found forever.

‘Is this the end of the mission……. ’

I've done everything I can. There will be no interruption in your return. Unless the sub is attacked.

Winter also lay in bed. My nerves are loosening. It's time to restore my body.

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# Q&A

Q. Producer: The winter solstice that attracted mutants and broke through with the right strategy is stored in your headcams, right? He's a camouflage, so he won't be on the news, but those of you high up who can see the footage can only have eyes... Cheer up, American!

A. It's a covert operation. Isn't the headcams a little weird? That's not what winter is about. Haha.

Q. Blue Crystal: @ next month's paper book, heh heh heh heh I think it's my greed and I would be disappointed if I don't have an autograph.

A. As I said before, I can't bear to sign a book book book book, but if I think about the possibility of being left in a year and retrieved to the storeroom...

Q. BlitZkrieG: I love you @

A. I love you, but I don't think it's going to be easy to overcome the species barrier...