Nine Hundred and Fifty Five Duels

"I said... are you okay?" Ren stood on the trunk of a fallen tree, rushed up and looked down at Marcus, who was holding his wound on his stomach and panting loudly, there was no expression in his eyes. There is no emotion, as if you are looking at an unimportant thing.

Yes, Marcus is far from being a comrade-in-arms to Rennes at this moment, and he doesn't even have an equal status. Renn looks at Marcus like a child looking at ants on the window sill.

"You know, in this field killing training, only one person can get out alive. So you can only die here with peace of mind." Ren said softly to Marcus, who was already in despair. After speaking, he said Prepare to leave here carefully.

"Wait a minute!" Marcus threw * the dagger in his hand to Ren, which was one of the props pre-arranged in the forest for these people who killed each other: "Ren, I know you may I can't remember what my name is, and I don't expect you to remember me. But...it hurts...but I really don't want to die here... Be careful of that handsome Soviet man, that... ...The one called the Wolf King...he...he hurt me like this."

Ren picked up the dagger from under his feet, and with a quick flick, the dagger disappeared into his palm. He didn't rush to leave this time, but stared at Marcus with interest, as if waiting for the other party to continue to say something.

"Let's get out of here, I don't have the fighting power anymore... Follow the blood, that dangerous guy will find him soon." Marcus's face was a little pale, and his immature face didn't have the cynical expression he had a few years later, he smiled wryly He barely supported himself, as if he was unwilling to just lie here and wait to die. But there was nothing he could do, because everything now showed that he was destined to die in this damn place.

"Stay here and don't move, maybe I can let you see the Soviet man who killed you die here." Ren suddenly said, "I killed him for you, thank you for giving me the dagger."

After speaking, he disappeared behind the tree trunk, and then Marcus heard a slight breathing sound from behind the woods. A handsome Cossack boy from the British army appeared in this seemingly uninhabited area without warning. In the middle of the woods. He pushed aside the branches lightly, then walked up to Marcus with his pistol in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Oh... isn't this my little prey? That stupid little German brat who thought he could run amok if he picked up a dagger." The young Soviet boy had a contemptuous expression on his face, mocking in familiar Russian The poor enemy that I have ravaged for a long time.

He smiled and shook the pistol he was holding, proudly showing off his big killer: "Look, I have a much better sense of smell than you... I found the pistol, so you are destined to die here. Blame I blame you for being born in Germany, I was more lenient when I killed the Soviets, and I usually don’t intentionally torture them.”

Suddenly the expression of this Soviet boy changed drastically,

Then he bent forward in a very embarrassing posture, and after rolling a few times, he managed to see clearly the agile figure like a leopard behind him. Ren held the dagger in his hand instead, and stared at the Soviet boy with a pair of sharp eyes. The sharp dagger cut off a strand of hair from the Soviet boy, and the hair was blowing on the grass with the wind.

"Boom!" The Soviet boy raised his hand and shot, the bullet flew past Ren's face, and embedded in the trunk of a big tree a few meters behind him. In order to avoid the threat of this shot, Ren had to stop his pursuit, and the distance between the two was opened seven or eight meters in an instant.

Ren seemed surprised for a moment. He touched the opponent's back so covertly, and handed out the killing knife so safely, but was easily dodged by the opponent. It seemed that the opponent was stronger than the enemy he encountered before. Better.

The Soviet boy also seemed to be surprised. Although he was in poor shape, his shooting accuracy was not affected at all. This time, a single shot was successfully used to seriously injure Marcus, but it was the first time. Didn't hit his target. So he had to re-examine this enemy, it seems that this enemy is very tricky.

Ren took a wrong step to the left and hid behind a big tree, and the Soviet boy didn't seem to be slow in reacting. The second shot hit the edge of the big tree where Ren was hiding, and the bullet cut the trunk and flew over , smashed a piece of bark into pieces.

"Hey! My name is Wolfe! You are very powerful! If you have a gun, maybe we can fight well." Wolfe stared at the big tree and shouted loudly to Ren, as he said that he was not far away Marcus, who was panting in pain, seemed to have lost the slightest interest.

He adjusted his angle bit by bit around the big tree, trying to find a suitable position to continue shooting, but after he adjusted a little bit, he found the problem—Ren ran away, without a trace. Nostalgia, running without hesitation.

"Doesn't this bastard have the spirit of a knight at all?" Wolfe really wanted to yell, but he was still in love with each other just now and wanted to have a thrilling battle, but the damn guy ran away in such a mess, He didn't even hesitate.

Ren is not a knight, he is not even a fighter. After going through all the training in this magic cave, all Ren did was to survive. He desperately avoided death, because he was used to seeing such ordinary deaths, he didn't want to die here, at least he shouldn't die in such an unknown place.

The two people seem to represent two countries, one is running for his life in front, and the other is chasing behind with a pistol. When an opportunity that couldn't have been better, Wolfe fired the last bullet in his gun, and the bullet hit the target, and the bullet pierced Ryan's shoulder, affecting his running speed.

Wolfe smiled, knowing that his prey could no longer escape, he drew out a bloody dagger, which he had snatched from another Soviet boy. Apparently that person no longer needed the dagger, because a two-inch incision had been made on the boy's throat half an hour ago.

Ren ran alone in the woods, running helplessly. He had been seriously injured on his arm, and the donated blood flowed down his arm and fell to the ground, leaving a very clear instruction to his enemies. And not far behind Ren, the young Cossack boy named Wolfe was chasing his prey like a leopard.

When Ren fell, the handsome Cossack boy stood in front of Ren with a smirk, and dried blood could still be seen on the sharp dagger in his hand. Ren climbed under a big tree, panting against the trunk, as if every breath was a very luxurious thing for him.

"Ren! You are the only one who can threaten me in this field killing training, so I decided to kill you first! Goodbye!" The handsome Cossack boy raised the steel knife in his hand, as if inviting his friends to join him Games are as fun. Killing is commonplace for everyone in this forest, just as natural as everyone going to sleep.

"Really? You're too confident..." Ryan stared at Wolfe, and finally said his first words: "Do you remember the route I ran? Idiot!"

Wolf froze for a moment, and then he felt a great danger behind him. He subconsciously dodged, and the seriously injured Marcus's sneak attack fell through. Wolfe realized the mistake he had made: he was so focused on hunting down his prey, Ryan, that he forgot that there was a half-dead guy.

But he was too late after all, because he dodged Marcus' hard blow, but he couldn't dodge Ren's dagger coming from the other direction, and the sharp blade left a scar on Wolfe's fair face. Deep and blatant wounds.

That evening, under the setting sun, Ren's abdomen was pierced by a dagger, and there was a gunshot wound on his shoulder. The blood flowing from the three people stained a large area of ​​land red. Not far away from Rennes, a boy covered his face and screamed, fell to the ground and struggled like a beast.

"This training... I don't think it is necessary to continue." Just as the instructor forced Rennes to kill Marcus, an SS general canceled the killing game: "The head of state read about the wolf knight plan According to the report, he ordered the termination of the experiment plan, and all unfinished experimental products were shipped back to Germany. What the SS armored forces need is not a murderer, but what we need are high-quality armored army commanders at the grassroots level.”

A few days later, Rehn and Markus stood on the square, with all the other orphans from Germany, attending their graduation ceremony. A total of 4,000 orphans were sent to the secret training base of the Soviet Union, and now there are only more than 370 orphans left.

Ryan became the number one in the new Wolf Knight Academy because he killed Wolf King Wolf, and Marcus survived to the end because he was lucky——Wolf, the handsome Cossack boy from the Soviet Union, came to the hospital because of his injury. In the end, I didn't catch up with the graduation of that class.

"Hate me?" Akado looked at the young man who had just recovered from his injuries in the head of state's office, and asked softly, "I can arrange for you to go home... At your age, you shouldn't be involved in wars."

"Can I not call you father? My head of state." Ren finally spoke, and the first sentence he uttered was this sentence.

"Of course..." Akado nodded, and then continued: "I can give you a sum of compensation in my own name. The painful experience of you and your partners was caused by my negligence. I can't help the dead. Make up, but I can let the survivors live in the sun."

"My head of state, I have killed children and women with my own hands. If there is anyone in this world who should die in the dark, then I think it's someone like me." Ren said calmly to Akado: "But you saved me One life, no matter how it happened, you saved my life. I did swear to give my life for you - so please send me to where people like me are most needed, the war is over After that, if I am still alive, my life will be my own."

"You don't have to do this, because I have caused you to go through so much pain. Ryan Hart... between you and me, even if you have to count, I owe you more." Akado stared at this face The little boy with faint freckles on his face said, "If you want, go home now, your life will always belong to you alone."

Ren smiled brightly: "My head of state, I have spent several years learning how to kill people, how to kill people with peace of mind. Now that I am back home, I have been just killing people for the past few years. This kind of meaningless and sinful thing. If I can fight for you, then at least my past sins have meaning, don't they?"

"..." Akado looked at the stubborn little boy in front of him, and finally compromised: "General Reinhardt, send this Ren... to the Third Armored Division, there is no need for any special care , He has received too much special attention in the past few years. Give him a tank and let him fight for this country!"

"I obey! My head of state!" Reinhard Heydrich, who had just entered the door, stood at attention, raised his arm, and replied in a German salute. Then he glanced at the little boy with his back turned to him, and led the boy out of the head of state's office thoughtfully.

Ren's thoughts were interrupted here, because right in front of his eyes, where the Stuka attack plane was blown into a sea of ​​flames, in the black smoke, a Stalin tank rushed out. On the turret of the tank, a black five-pointed star was drawn impressively.

"Ren! Let's fight!" Inside the turret of the Stalin tank, Wolf clenched his teeth and roared out his inner thoughts——

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