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Allen entered a hidden supply point. It was a cave, and the outside was covered with leaves. If he didn\'t carefully inspect this area, it would be difficult to discover. He drank all the water in the supply point before catching his breath.
He almost succeeded.
Six months in the training camp was enough to understand a person. Especially a proud and impulsive person like Maho. His personality was very distinct, and his weakness was also very obvious. Allen used himself as bait and took advantage of Maho\'s weakness in personality to lure him out of the sniper position. Then, he used the horned deer to attract his attention and waited for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Even though Maho\'s reaction was beyond Allen\'s expectations, he was already prepared.
Allen had already prepared another trap on Maho\'s possible escape route. Sure enough, Maho was like a frightened prey that crashed into a trap. That trap didn\'t kill him, but it was enough to make it difficult for him to move.
This series of hunting and killing operations was interlinked, but Allen didn\'t think about it carefully enough. He missed Merry.
Perhaps it was Merry\'s cowardly performance that made him subconsciously ignore the girl and not treat her as a real opponent. Not only did Merry ruin his plan, but she also almost killed him.
On Allen\'s back was a blood trough that had been plowed by a bullet. Fortunately, it was only a superficial wound and didn\'t let the bullet directly hit him. He tore his uniform into strips and tied up the wound. Picking up Kuang Tu, Allen left the supply point. He didn\'t have time to rest. He had to kill Maho before he recovered. Otherwise, if he and Merry worked together, Allen\'s days would become very difficult.
After leaving the supply point, Allen picked a tall camphor tree and climbed up. He climbed all the way to the canopy, poked his head out of the dense leaves, and saw a sea of trees. Occasionally, the mountain breeze would blow, and the leaves would rise and fall like waves. It was a magnificent sight. The forest was very calm, and Allen wasn\'t in a hurry to take action. He waited patiently for the prey to reveal its whereabouts.
Not long after, a flock of birds suddenly flew up from the sea of trees half a kilometer to the west, chirping as they flew to other places. Allen grinned, anchored his direction, and quickly slid down the tree and sneaked into the forest to the west.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Maho was infuriated. He leaned against a tree and smashed the butt of his sniper rifle on the ground to vent his anger. He was hurt, but not dead yet.
His chest was badly mutilated. That was the result of being grazed by the blade of the Berserk Butcher. This was only a graze. If he hadn't dodged in time, that pitch-black broadsword would have cut him in half. Ma Ao still had some lingering fear when he recalled Allen's slash. That strike was so fast and precise, but it was not practiced enough. Otherwise, Maho wouldn't be able to sulk here.
Apart from the knife wound on his chest, the two sharpened wooden spikes on his right leg made him even angrier. It was a trap. Needless to say, it was Allen's doing. They pierced deeply into Maho's calf, almost piercing through his leg. Now that the wooden spikes were thrown together, his leg was urgently bandaged, but the wound was burning with pain, causing every nerve in Maho to tremble.
Suddenly, the forest leaves in front of him swayed, and Maho immediately turned his gun around.
"Don't shoot, it's me."
Said a timid voice.
"Merry?" Maho watched the girl emerge from the shade of the tree and his gaze fell on the pair of pistols in Merry's hands. The black youth said coldly, "Stand there and don't move."
Merry bent down and put the pistol on the ground. "Don't be like this, Maho. I'm just trying to help you."
"Help me? How do I know if what you said is true or not? "
Merry shook her head and sighed, "Listen, Maho, if I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have to drive Allen away for you. We've already agreed that he's the same enemy. After killing him, you help me escape. It's that simple. "
"Did you fire that gun?" At that time, Maho had also heard the gunshot and roughly guessed that it was Merry who had done it. However, now that he was injured, he was extra vigilant.
Merry spread out her hands and said, "Do you think there's anyone else here other than me?"
Maho nodded and finally put down the gun. Merry walked over and left the guns in their original positions. The black youth was relieved that Merry, who didn't have a gun, wasn't a threat at all.
Arriving at Maho's side, Merry frowned and said, "How are your injuries?"
"I won't die."
"Let me take a look for you." Merry bent down and carefully untied the cloth that Maho had randomly tied to his leg.
This action of hers caused the collar of her camp uniform to be pulled down, revealing the sharp bamboo shoots of her twin peaks. As Merry moved, spots of pink flashed past from time to time. Maho swallowed his saliva. The scene in front of him reminded him of the crazy and joyful scenes he had with Merry before. There seemed to be a fire burning under his lower abdomen, and Maho's breathing became heavy.
Merry bandaged his wound again and raised her head, "Alright, you …"
Maho suddenly reached out and cupped the girl's face, then pushed Merry to the ground. He gasped and sat up, reaching out to take off Merry's pants. The girl whispered, "What are you doing? Now is not the time to do this! "
"Cut the crap, you belong to me. You have to do whatever I tell you to do. Spread your legs, I'm going to fuck you now! " Maho pulled down half of the girl's pants, straightened his waist, and savagely entered Merry's body.
Merry bit her lips in pain, and this expression made Maho even crazier. He sprinted hard, transferring his anger towards Allen to the body below.
All of this quietly fell into a pair of eyes.
A pair of bright red eyes.
A few minutes later, Maho shouted and his body trembled violently. Allen, who was hiding behind the bushes, tightened his grip on Berserker and planned to charge over. Now was the time for Maho to relax, and there was no easier time to kill him. Just as Allen was about to sprint, a scene made him stop abruptly.
Merry, who was pressed to the ground, quietly picked up a wooden tip beside her and forcefully stabbed it into the side of Maho's neck. Maho let out a muffled cry. Merry held the wooden tip and stabbed it a few more times. The black youth covered his neck, and blood flowed uncontrollably from between his fingers. He looked at Merry and used his last strength to spit out a few words, "Why …"
Pushing Maho's corpse to the ground, Merry first put on her pants, then flipped over and sat on Maho's body, stabbing him in the chest with the wooden tip a few more times. As she did so, she screamed hysterically, "Why? Of course it's to survive. Do you think I really want to sleep with you? That's to make you like my body! Do you think I really want to escape? No, I want to stay and live to the end! "
"I'm not like you. I've already used the enlightenment potion three times. Even if I can escape, I won't be able to live for more than ten years! Only by surviving and winning to the end can I get a chance to repair my nerve injuries. "Merry's face was covered in blood. It was Maho's blood. At this moment, there was no trace of cowardice on her face, only madness. "So you have to die, and so does that white-haired brat. I'll seduce him and make him like you when he's happiest! "
Merry stood up after another forceful stab. She wiped the blood off her face and turned to pick up the automatic pistol, but her entire body froze.
In front of her, Allen looked at her coldly with Kuang Tu in his hand.
Merry forced a smile and said, "You're here? Look, I just helped you get rid of him. "
Allen didn't say anything, but his eyes almost suffocated Merry.
Merry seemed to be frightened by his gaze. The girl retreated and fell to the ground, tears gushing out of her eyes. She shook her head and begged, "Please. I don't want to die. I just want to get out of here. Look, as long as you don't kill me, I can make you very happy. "
She took off her uniform and puffed out her chest as much as possible. The young girl's newly grown twin peaks weren't very big, but they were firm enough and carried a youthful pink. "You haven't touched a woman yet, have you? Come, you can do whatever you want. "
Allen shook his head and said, "I don't want to be like him."
Merry's entire body stiffened. "Did you hear that?"
"What do you think?"
The girl suddenly rolled, grabbed Maho's sniper rifle and jumped up. The muzzle of the gun pointed at Allen and shouted, "Yes, I'm going to kill you! I just want to live. Is there anything wrong with that? "
"That's right, but unfortunately, I also have a reason to live."
"Then go to hell!" Merry pressed down on the trigger.
However, Allen lowered his body and slid sideways. The bullet shattered an arm-thick branch on the ground. Ron had once said that firearms were indeed the best choice when Origin Energy was not strong enough. Their advantages were obvious, but their weaknesses were equally prominent. As long as they avoided the trajectory of the gun, no matter how powerful it was, it would be useless. So when Merry picked up the sniper rifle, Allen had already calculated her trajectory and dodged it first.
The distance between him and Merry was only six or seven meters, and Allen had already erased it with a few twists and turns. At this time, Merry didn't even have time to fire a second shot! Allen dove to her left. Three times the physical fitness of an ordinary person made the youth as agile as a cheetah. Without pity or hesitation, the Berserk Slaughter in his hand turned into a black crescent arc and swept past Merry's neck!
Crescent Moon's slash coupled with Berserk Slaughter's own sharpness caused the girl's head to fly up and finally land beside Maho. Looking at the headless corpse falling to the ground, Allen straightened his body. A complicated expression flashed through his eyes, and he finally calmed down.
"I sympathize with you. Compared to this, I hate deception even more!"
Leaving behind these words, the youth dragged the broadsword away. At dusk, the magical flying ship landed in a valley. The stern cabin opened and Ron waved his hand, "Come in."
When the airship rose again, the forest in the porthole gradually shrank. Words. Looking at the forest, Allen felt that something of his had been abandoned forever.
The next day, Allen changed into the new uniform Ron had prepared for him. In addition to the original vest and camouflage pants, there was also a black leather jacket. Half a year had passed, and the weather had changed from the midsummer when he entered the camp to the cold winter now. By the time Allen woke up, it was already snowing outside the barracks.
In the snowflakes, specks of strange colored Origin Energy fluorescence danced in the sky, as beautiful as that morning five years ago. However, Allen was no longer the same as he was five years ago. Half a year of intense training had allowed him to grow another five centimeters taller. His body, which was originally thin, now had some muscle lines. Right now, he looked like a fourteen or fifteen year old boy.
He walked out of the barracks. The magical flying ship and Ron were already waiting in the square. The second lieutenant waved to Allen, "Hurry up, this guy will take you to the garrison base in District 13. There, someone will pick you up and take you to Babylon. "
Allen approached and said to Ron, "Thank you for your guidance, Second Lieutenant."
"You should thank yourself. Live, kid." Second Lieutenant Ron patted Allen on the shoulder and pushed him into the stern cabin of the airship.
As the cabin was gradually closing, Ron suddenly shouted, "Listen, Allen, sometimes we have to give up some things and even turn ourselves into devils. But never forget, there are some things that we still need to hold on to. Otherwise, what awaits you will be true hell! "
Hearing this, Allen asked. The closed cabin isolated Ron's figure, but a smile gradually appeared on Allen's face. Ron's words warmed his heart, which had become a little cold.
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