The leader has a special affection for the adjutant. The adjutant is famous for his skills in the army. But in a mercenary group where force is paramount, the simplest solution is to fight.
It could be a close-quarters weapon or a firearms aiming test. In short, in fact, some people would be dissatisfied with the adjutant's style intermittently, but since no one was more capable than him, his status could not be shaken.
But the adjutant was extremely loyal to the leader, because his life was saved by the leader from the flames of war.
Some countries are different. They have been in war all year round. The inaction of the local government and the greatest harm caused by the war are children who are not familiar with the world.
It was not their choice to come to this world, and their living environment cannot be changed by them.
The adjutant's parents were just ordinary people, but they could not escape from the war zone. He witnessed his parents being killed by bullets one after another, and then lingering in the gap of the war, but he also learned the skills of fighting without a teacher.
The leader was passing by on a mission, and when he saw his adjutant, he even dared to rob the army of food. He took a pistol that he dug out from the pile of dead people and started fighting with several adult soldiers.
The leader looked on. Most of the people in the mercenary group were homeless or fierce men in desperate situations. No one would choose this path unless it was a last resort.
The leader only saw two things in the adjutant, ruthlessness at all means to achieve his goals, and a gifted learning ability.
The young adjutant was pushed down by two mercenaries and came to the leader.
He thought he would die if caught.
Unexpectedly, the leader he met greeted him with a smile, and first asked him if he had a home. If he didn't have a home, would he go home with him?
The adjutant was confused.
It is estimated that in his outlook on life, he may never be able to escape the war in his life, his parents are dead, and he will never have a home again.
"What home?"
The leader helped him up and wiped the stains on his face with his rough fingertips. The leader always smiled: "Go back to our home."
In this way, the leader brought back his teenage adjutant and kept him with him, personally teaching him the use of various weapons and close combat skills.
The feeling of being appreciated and cultivated was like being redeemed and recognized. The adjutant did not disappoint the leader.
After staying in the mercenary group for five or six years, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he also had the ability to lead a team alone. He could always complete the tasks in the shortest time. Even most dangerous operations, he would rather go alone. , and then lead the team back after completing the mission.
The speed of promotion is naturally unprecedentedly fast.
But his grades were excellent, and the captain who originally led the team was convinced of him, and no one said anything.
It's just that after the leader promoted him to adjutant, he thought he would have more tasks, but what he got was the order to stay at home and guard him frequently. No matter how dangerous things were, the leader would rather lead the team himself than give them to him.
He doesn't understand, let alone understand.
After being promoted, shouldn't he be able to help the leader share more responsibilities, and let him do the most dangerous things?
He was puzzled, thinking that he had done something wrong and made the leader dissatisfied, or that he had made his fellow mercenaries jealous during a certain mission. There were too many people in the army who had objections to him, so the leader Just for the time being, let him stay home.
He stayed there for several years. In fact, when he received the call from Mr. Xiao, he felt happier than anyone else.
His most beloved leader actually has a biological son and even a fiancée.
He wants to find the leader's child more than anyone else. He hopes to be able to pay for his crime, and hopes that the leader can reuse him and give him a chance. Most importantly, he wants to return to the original relationship with the leader.
So when I finally received the mission and heard the news about the missing child, I anxiously took people to check it out.
At this time, the dungeon.
The adjutant's pupils kept trembling. Looking at the furious leader, his heart felt like it was splitting. The pain was a pain that no matter how many injuries he suffered on his body, could not match it.
His voice started to become hoarse, as if he was angry, but also as if he was unwilling to face the escape: "It's to... it's to find..."
No matter how many times I say sophistry, I still don't believe it.
The leader lowered his eyes, and the feeling of oppression spread out from him, like a haze, permeating the top of the dungeon: "It's for your selfishness."
The adjutant grasped the iron rod's fingers tightly and loosened it little by little. His eyes began to dodge and his throat rolled, but he did not dare to face it again. He seemed to be asking himself or the leader: "If you don't bring back the Xiao family's granddaughter, what will happen to them?" It’s such a pity that they died in vain!”
In the second half of the sentence, his voice rose, even hoarsely.
The leader roared directly, like thunder: "The eighteen people who died are their lives. Aren't the ten or so people who accompanied you to live on the south bank today their lives?"
Upon hearing this, the adjutant's pupils suddenly tightened, as if his whole body had been struck by lightning, and he could not recover for a long time.
After a few seconds, his eyes went beyond the leader and fell on the nine people standing behind the leader.
If it weren't for the people living in Nan'an who were still allowed to ask about Yu Chu's words, Fu Xizhou and Qi Feng would have offended the Fu family and should have died in the dungeon.
"How many brothers must die before you can grow?" The leader looked at him in confusion: "I have given you so many opportunities, why do you refuse to face your own problems? You are really..."
The leader didn't say anything else.
But everyone present understood it.
He really disappointed the leader.
Sometimes, punishment and scolding can attack people, but the most lethal thing is the disappointed look in the eyes of those close to you.
The adjutant suddenly woke up, his red eyes seemed to be filled with blood. He fell directly to the ground, as if all his muscles and bones had been taken away, leaving only a pool of flesh and blood.
"I...I never thought about killing them."
"Because of your ability, I promoted you to adjutant." The leader looked at him indifferently. Deep in his eyes, he could be seen as a young man, paranoid, radical and daring to think and do.
These characteristics are not available to ordinary people, but they are like a sharp double-edged sword that can quickly crush the enemy or accidentally injure one's own.
As his voice calmed down, the leader looked slightly remorseful: "But you don't understand what a higher position means?"
The adjutant looked up at him in confusion like a child. He really didn't understand.
I don’t know why, but after the leader elevated him to the position of forced official, he no longer gave him important tasks or got close to him.
In this case, what was the point of giving him the job as an adjutant in the first place?
"It means... the greater the responsibility." The leader explained softly, with pain in his eyes, as if he could see through the doubts and years of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "You were promoted too quickly and your temperament is not too mature. I will keep you here. Spending more time with brothers in the army can cultivate the relationship between you. When you have missions in the future, you will value the bond more and will no longer be alone."
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