The patriot is dead.
As if in the dry wasteland under the autumn wind, someone dropped a match on the yellowing grass.
In an instant, blazing flames lit up the entire sky.
These five short words spread rapidly in the core city like thunder and lightning, spread, and reached everyone's ears. The refugees struggling in the dark storage area, the soldiers patrolling the roads, and the integration movements stationed in the strongholds all invariably put down their work at this moment and looked at the people around them in confusion. .
It's like living in a dream.
"patriot……"
Anfiya stood in front of the tent door, raising her head slightly to look at the sky. The slowly falling snowflakes could not hide the confusion in her eyes. At this moment, she stood here as if she had lost her soul, like a walking corpse.
"died?"
As if questioning, these two words slowly came out of her mouth, but the only response she got was the slightly rising cold wind and the deathly silence of the camp.
Everyone was in shock and had no reaction.
Leonid climbed up from the bed and put on his hood. At the same time, he patted Yefim, who was sitting on the other bed with a dull expression, and pointed at Anfya's back at the door.
"Go and protect her."
As an old fox with deep knowledge of the city, Leonid is well aware of the bad things going on within the integration movement, and he also knows how important the Patriots are to this team.
He was like a magic needle that single-handedly suppressed most of the darkness in the integration movement, allowing them to only dare to do evil in places where the guerrillas could not take care of them, but they did not dare to be too presumptuous, otherwise the guerrillas would come looking for them. Come to your door.
In the past, no matter how much those people disliked the patriots and guerrillas, they did not dare to take action. At most, they would curse a few words in private. After all, they could not defeat these heavily armed guys, let alone the halberd and shield.
But at this moment, the patriot died. If this strongest and most critical nail is broken, a new storm will inevitably arise within the integration movement. At this time, Leonid could even imagine the chaotic scene of the civil war of the integration movement in a few minutes, as well as the third-party forces hidden under the white uniforms waiting for opportunities.
Not from Rhode Island, but from the cold north.
They are also the reason why Leonid has been lurking within the integration movement for so long but still dared not make any big moves.
But now...
Rhode Island enters the core, the patriots are dead, and the integration movement is about to cease to exist. It's time for those guys hiding in the crowd to take action.
Put their fox tails...
Find it out.
"The patriot is dead?"
Yefim didn't seem to hear Leonid's words, but moved his dull gaze to him and repeated these five words again, with an ugly expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.
In the tent, some integration movement soldiers were already whispering.
His turquoise eyes scanned the surrounding environment without leaving a trace. Leonid raised his hand and patted the upper arm of the silly boy in front of him hard. Yefim was awakened by the pain, and covered his arm with a cry, and the expression on his face became lively.
"What are you doing!"
There is grievance in anger, and there is more of the latter.
"well."
What responded to him was a sigh from a man who hated iron for not being able to become steel. Leonid leaned forward slightly, stared at Yefim like a wild animal, and lowered his voice.
"No matter what happens, you can't leave Anfiya for a moment, do you understand?"
"ah?"
It was obvious that he did not understand the meaning of this sentence.
Leonid suddenly felt that if it weren't for him, this stupid boy might not be alive today.
"Just obey."
He pulled Yefim up from the bed and walked behind Anfiya.
"Chaos broke out soon. Most of the people in this stronghold are on the side of the guerrillas, but there are also a few stubborn bad guys..."
At the entrance of the stronghold not far away, a tall figure appeared there. He was wearing thick protective clothing and had a square shield tied to his arm. He walked quickly but steadily and quickly reached the center of the clearing of the stronghold, attracting the attention of the entire stronghold.
This is the shield guard of the guerrillas. He has come to inform the people in this stronghold.
"look."
Leonid raised his chin towards the shield guard.
"If I'm not wrong, what he is going to announce next will definitely surprise you."
Almost everyone in the stronghold gathered around, eager to learn the authenticity of the news from the shield guards. Anfiya squeezed through the crowd, stood on the outside of everyone, and looked directly into the eyes of the shield guard. Yefim followed and squeezed beside Anfiya, wary of the brothers and sisters around him.
Only a few people in the entire stronghold were still standing, including Leonid. He glanced at his surroundings, retreated into the tent, and pulled down the curtain.
At the same time, the crowd let out a cry of surprise.
"what? What?"
"The patriot is really dead?"
Many people crowded in front of the shield guard with expressions of disbelief on their faces. If they were just confused just now, now they are confused and angry.
During this time in Chernobog, the only ones who could really be called fighting for the infected were the Patriot and his shield guards. Others had more or less vented their anger on the city and innocent people. Anger that has no place to put itself.
Later, some people woke up and began to change, no longer collaborating with those thugs, but they were also ostracized by those people. In the post-war days, these awakening integration movements were basically helped by guerrillas and patriots. In their eyes, the terrifying Wendigo was the most reliable and respected warrior, even more than the integration movement. Tallulah, leader of the movement.
In fact, many people are already dissatisfied with Tallulah, not only because of the wanton behavior of the Sakaz mercenaries, but also because of her slogans that have not been realized at all.
Psychologically, the integration movement had long since fallen apart, all it was missing was a powerful external factor.
Now that the patriot is dead, they cannot accept it. Someone will definitely pay for this anger.
"The patriot is dead!"
The soldier who came with the shield guard repeated this fact again, with an excited expression.
"The patriots who truly thought about the integration movement and fought for us are dead!"
There was another commotion.
Among the crowd, two Integration Movement soldiers looked at each other and said nothing. They looked at the excited people around them coldly, as if they were looking at corpses.
"Tallulah led the conspiracy against the Patriots..."
The thick voice of the shield guard came from inside the helmet, saying words that shocked them again.
"Tallulah is a spy for Ursus!"
This time the shield guard did not receive a positive response.
The gathered crowd suddenly became cold. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion again.
Tallulah? Ursus' spy?
Is our leader a spy for Ursus? Did she kill a patriot?
How can this be? ?
"Who will believe your lies!"
It is impossible to convince everyone with just one or two sentences unless you present tangible evidence.
It was expected by the shield guard that there would be some objections.
"No……"
But the person who spoke out against it was immediately dismissed by others.
"Tallulah is weird."
An integrated movement warlock spoke, his voice hesitant. Everyone's eyes were on her, and she seemed to be thinking about whether she should say anything.
"She issued an order a long time ago not to allow us to maintain communications in the city..."
The voice was hesitant and not very convincing, and was quickly drowned out by the voice of the soldier just now.
"Can this be considered evidence?"
A deathly silence spread among the crowd, soon replaced by small voices. The soldier who spoke to Tallulah looked at the family members beside him and raised his head with wide eyes, full of vigor.
"What about Longmen?"
But someone will always stand up and expose the lies.
Anfiya raised her head, her blue eyes met his sharp gaze without any fear.
Even though she has fallen from the clouds to the earth, her temperament as a noble has not been forgotten. That calm and calm aura once again appeared on Anfiya's body, attracting everyone's attention.
"Dragon Gate?"
The soldier looked at Anfiya who suddenly appeared in front of him and repeated the word.
"right."
Anfiya looked around, her eyes passing over the surrounding people one by one.
"During this period of time, have you heard any news about the battle at Longmen?"
The soldiers looked at the brothers and sisters beside them, but in the end no one stood up to answer Anfiya's question.
Everyone is shaking their heads.
"Actually, you have heard it, just today." Anfiya lowered her eyes: "The attack on Longmen failed. Only half of the soldiers escaped from the city, as well as a large number of Longmen refugees."
"I was also one of the soldiers who escaped."
No one spoke, they were all listening to Anfiya's story.
"But from the time we were transferred to the ruins of Qie City outside Longmen, until yesterday's failure in the Battle of Longmen." Anfiya raised her hand and pointed to the core tower not far away: "Our leader, Talu La, has she ever supported us?!"
"Watch how you treat your leader!"
The soldier wanted to step forward and grab Anfiya by the collar, but was blocked by the shield guard's shield. He was stunned for a moment, glared at the shield guard fiercely, and clicked his tongue with disdain.
"Yes, she did allocate some supplies to us at the beginning, but the food was quickly consumed. We turned the ruins upside down before we could barely survive those difficult days."
Anfiya thought of the time she spent searching for food in the ruins, and the nights when she was driven crazy by Valentin Theresa.
"Then on the day of the attack on Longmen, Faust and the Phantom Crossbowman restrained the main force of the Longmen Guards Bureau and opened the way for us to enter the slums. We almost occupied most of the slums in one day."
"But due to lack of manpower, our attack finally stopped in front of the square in the upper city. The Longmen Guards Bureau quickly responded and surrounded us, driving us back to the slums, relying on the terrain advantage to push us Divided and defeated one by one, even Faust died in this battle."
"Faust died?"
Like a boulder thrown into a puddle of stagnant water, Anfiya's words directly detonated everyone. Even the shield guard looked at the little girl with wide eyes and doubted his own ears.
"are you sure?"
He held Anfiya's shoulders and made the girl look directly at his face. Yefim looked at the shield guard's hand and felt a little uncomfortable.
Apart from being hammered by Anfiya, he has never taken the initiative to touch this sister...
"I'm sure." Anfiya nodded, and at the same time moved her gaze to the Sakaz mercenaries in the crowd: "When we came back, Tallulah came to greet us and said a lot of words of comfort. But she didn't Instead of letting us return to the stronghold, we first asked a team of Sarkaz mercenaries to take us to a place where there was no one."
"They want to kill us."
Everyone fell silent, and they all focused their attention on the Sakaz mercenary.
The mercenary frowned, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and stared at Anfiya.
"you……"
"Shut up!"
But before he could say anything, he was rudely interrupted by the shield guard.
"You go on."
Anfiya nodded slightly.
"Faust sacrificed his life. He exchanged his own life for the lives of Mephistopheles and the Phantom Crossbowmen. But who knew that he would be threatened again just after returning home."
"But fortunately Mephistopheles saved us. He made a deal with those Sakaz mercenaries, giving them pain-free and tireless bodies in exchange for our lives and the lives of the Phantom Crossbowmen."
"wrong!"
The soldier, who had been silent until now, objected.
"We all know what Mephisto is like. He is a madman and a devil!"
His voice even trembled with excitement.
"How can that bastard care about your life and death!!!"
The high-pitched shouts echoed in the stronghold, and also revealed the questions in everyone's mind. In the hearts of all the soldiers of the Integration Movement, Mephistopheles is definitely the cadre with the worst reputation. Not just his unpredictable personality, but his commanding style with complete disregard for the lives of the soldiers under his command.
Any soldier who has ever fought under Mephisto will have a very bad impression of this madman, and it is normal for them not to believe Amphiya's words.
"I said Faust is dead."
The soldier's objection did not disturb Anfiya's aura at all. She raised her head, her eyes seemed to be looking at a loser.
"I think you all understand the relationship between Faust and Mephistopheles."
The crowd fell silent again.
Faust died in battle, and Mephistopheles would sacrifice for the lives of ordinary soldiers. These two things alone are unreasonable. But if you look at them together and take into account the defeat of Longmen, it is difficult for anyone to doubt their authenticity.
"Then, then..."
The soldier was speechless, repeating one word monotonously like a repeater, and finally his voice dropped and disappeared.
"Furthermore, it is a fact that the Battle of Longmen failed, and it is also a fact that Tallulah did not have reinforcements."
A fatal blow.
There is no need to bring up the matter of Faust's sacrifice. The fact that Tallulah did not support the frontline integration movement in the Battle of Longmen was enough to shake the hearts of these people.
"Think about the promises she made to us, and think about what she did."
"Chernobog is indeed in our hands, but it has become a ruin. She once promised that Longmen would be our first truly livable city, but the main force has failed, the commander died, and we have never Got a little reinforcements.”
Anfiya looked around and raised her arms.
"What has she done now?"
"Killed the patriots?"
"What's next?"
She raised her voice.
"Kill us all?!"
"Destroy the dignity we finally hold in our hands?!"
"Destroy the hopes of us infected people to fight against this unfair world?!!"
Killer.
They looked at the girl in front of them and were filled with anger.
"you--"
The Sakaz mercenary took a step forward, the blade slowly coming out. Yefim noticed something strange and poked Anfiya on the shoulder, asking her to be careful about that guy.
But the next second, a huge shield appeared in front of Anfiya, and at the same time he swung it towards the Sakaz mercenary.
The blood drew a slender arc in the air and splashed on Anfiya's body. She did not have any fear.
She has been waiting for this day for a long time...
Now, the flame of resistance has finally ignited and is about to light up the entire core city.
"Not only that! I accidentally heard the plan of the Sakaz mercenaries. They planned to ambush the guerrillas and then put the blame on us!"
"I've seen these people bully ordinary people who are still alive!"
"They have no humanity at all! They are just Tallulah's lackeys!"
One piece of dirty information was told by everyone, and the voices became more and more excited and angry. They vented out all the anger they had suffered at the hands of the Sakaz mercenaries and other integration movement thugs and the atrocities they had seen in the past two months, and finally pointed the finger at the aloof Tallulah.
"She's a liar! All of us were deceived!"
"Those promises...none of them have been fulfilled!"
"I helped the patriots save many civilians that day, but Tallulah's thugs only massacred!"
"They are just a group of beasts who only want to vent their desires, not for the infected at all!"
"Now...now..."
"Even the patriots are dead now! Why do we have to endure it?!"
"For the patriots!"
"For Patriots!!"
People raised their fists high, venting the long-suppressed anger in their hearts. The Sakaz mercenary fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. They shouted slogans and left the stronghold, leaving only a few people behind.
In the cold wind, two soldiers stood in the open space and looked at each other, their lips moving slightly, and they didn't know what they were communicating. They had just stood in the crowd, not affected by the anger at all, and did not follow the shield guard and Anfiya out of the stronghold. They seemed to be two supporters of Tallulah.
After a few seconds, the two soldiers looked at each other and nodded slightly, ending the brief exchange. Just as they were about to leave, a pair of hands put their hands on their shoulders.
What followed was a cold that penetrated deep into the bones.
"You two, where are you going?"
Leonid hugged their necks tightly, his voice was relaxed, as if he was chatting with a good friend.
"No, no, no, we won't tell the truth..."
One of the soldiers spoke tremblingly. His voice was trembling like his body, and his breath was filled with thick white mist. It seemed that he was severely frozen by Leonid's Origin Stone skills.
"Yes, yes... we... just want to stay away from the fight. No one wants to get involved."
Another soldier echoed with a smile.
"After all, your own life is the most important..."
"Hahaha……"
Leonid laughed with them, but the frost on his hands did not diminish at all.
"Actually, you hid it quite well, and I never noticed it."
He tilted his head and stared at a soldier's face with a smile.
"But tell me, there's no one around, why do you use lip language to communicate?"
The soldier's body froze.
"I hid it so well and you discovered it so easily?"
They didn't speak, but slowly put their hands on their waists.
"It's okay to be discovered. After all, there are so many people in the integration movement, and it's normal to have a few awesome people."
"But this lip reading, Ursus, I have only seen on one kind of person."
Snowflakes slowly fell on the two people. Their bodies were frozen and motionless, as if they had lost their life.
Or, waiting for an opportunity to come.
"You are the Ursus regular army, right?"
