Chapter 495: The Colonel's Letter

How much is "Legend" worth?

Linyin sat at the front of the cabin, and drove the Anonymous back.

The densely packed enemies are marked on the sensor, and there are hidden mercenaries everywhere on the beach and in the dense forest.

The colonel's whereabouts have long been leaked by unknown persons. According to Linyin's experience, the company's intelligence department would hand it over to the countermeasure agency after they got the information, and they decided to hire a medium-sized force to kill the colonel.

She couldn't imagine what would have happened if she hadn't piloted Anonymous to leave the hotel, the Red Life would have disappeared into the night, and they would have been waiting at the landing site for someone who would never come ashore.

Any plan is full of unexpected accidents, and it will never go smoothly. Fortunately, they entered the forest a few hours earlier and found that the lurking ninjas were just a second force. The mercenaries put their hopes on the battleship. Intense and bloody, the 20-minute explosion and destruction reminded Linyin of many terrible memories.

Linyin turned her head and found that the colonel had borrowed a pen and a notebook and was writing something.

The notebook was taken from the shuttle, and there was an anime image of a smiling cat girl and maid printed on the front. Compared with the colonel's old military uniform, it is the two most different things in the world. The former comes from the entire mass consumer culture system, while the latter is I don't know which garment factory in Tequila Island it was sewn from, and I don't know how many times it has been shot.

All hackers have an instinctive desire to pry into privacy, and Linyin is no exception. What the hell is the colonel writing about? Do you have any comments for everyone?

She quietly connected to the internal camera of the shuttle, scanned the notepad in the Colonel's hand, and found that he had simply written about his experience during this time, describing how he left the Gran Chaco region of Tequila Island five days ago. I broke anchor with Captain Fabbs and set sail, met with whom before departure, and told the voyage report of these days, which is as accurate as the log generated by the machine, and the wind direction, hydrological conditions, and fuel and food consumption are extremely detailed.

At the end of the notes, the colonel talked about the drones and new missile ships sent by the company. Those things were still the private products of a small number of technology companies in the colonel’s era, but now any large-scale mercenary group can get a lot.

He still wanted to write, but the colonel looked up at the camera, as if he could see the guilt-ridden voice in front of the console through the shuttle's electrical signal, so she cut off contact and concentrated on driving the shuttle in front of her.

"To Anjiu City? Or to Xijin Town?" Linyin was too lazy to make a decision, she leaned back.

"Put me down in Xijin Town, and I'll kill the mercenaries in the suburbs." Hosoda Yoshiyuki felt happy when he thought of the killing on that ship just now, and he had to protect ordinary people in Xijin Town, so many If the mercenaries hadn't captured the colonel, they might have killed a few homeless people in settlements to vent their anger. This was what Hosoda Yoshiyuki hated the most.

He himself was once a member of countless mediocre people, living a daily life without surprises, waiting for the impermanent fate to overwhelm his endurance, and may be involved in life's accidents at any time. Hosoda Yoshiyuki does not want anyone to suffer because of this.

After he left, the shuttle was less than 100 kilometers away from Anjiu City, and it would arrive soon.

The colonel, captain, and sailors were not yet ready to enter the city. According to the instructions sent by Nisto Company, Linyin parked the Anonymous in an old ice factory on the outskirts of Anjiu City.

There are a lot of war preparations stockpiled here, including electrical appliances, furniture, food and ordnance. It is about 15 kilometers away from the urban area, and the surrounding area is covered by hills and jungles.

After getting off the shuttle, the colonel walked twice on the concrete floor, as if he wanted to get acquainted with the land in a foreign land.

The strong light attracted him, and he looked in the direction of Anjiu City. There was a huge advertising display facing them. It stood on the top of three office buildings standing side by side, overlooking the highways entering the city. Those highways pierced straight into the city. The heart of Anjiu City is like a black sword.

On the advertising screen above, a girl is performing a self-touching performance. The artificially synthesized image has an extremely beautiful and slim figure. She is holding the fashionable alligator leather satchel newly launched by the Iris Group. It hangs from the girl's shoulder to her thigh. On the side, all the scenery along the way can be seen at a glance.

"No matter how much she begs, we can't afford the hundreds of thousands of bags." Niederett walked over, "Come in, sir."

"Amazing." The colonel quickly followed Nidelet, with a sullen tone.

"Ha, the big beauty advertisement is amazing." Niederlet felt that the colonel was frightened by the rampant wind in the northern archipelago. Niederlett traveled all over the world, believing that this kind of abnormal prosperity was the only one.

"That's how they advertised half a century ago," said the colonel. "It's still the same."

"Well, there are many huge changes in the company." Niederett worried that the colonel mistakenly thought that the company was static.

"Corporates are still proficient at creating new needs for people." The colonel said as he walked, with a tone of impartiality in his tone, as if he was not talking about the cold-blooded system that killed countless people, "Look, now persuade You should buy a new phone, suggest an umbrella that opens and closes itself tomorrow, and tell you the day after tomorrow that it's time to participate in crazy Thursdays. Just stealing people's money, the trick continues to this day."

"It's nothing, sir, it's all small money, and the house is the best." Niederett explained, "For a house, the debt on my back must be at least a lifetime of work to pay off."

"Yes, I heard that people can't even build their own houses in the suburbs." The colonel walked into the old factory as a hiding place, "In the past in Tequila Island, we lost hope for the city, hid deep in the jungle, and built our own houses. A wooden house was built, one or two people, ten or a hundred people, and a village was established like this. After a long time, the company tried to pull the people in the village to grow bananas, and that was the beginning of the first war in my life.”

"Fortunately, Nisto Company gave me a room to live in." Niederett has a rent-free hut in Aizu City. go down.

"You're lucky," said the colonel.

"Ha," Niederlett thought the colonel's words were nice, so he said a few more words, "Everyone is out of luck. These days, students learn useless things, and the money earned by ordinary people is all cheaper than the landlord. Kneeling to be a dog for the company, entrepreneurs lie down and earn money that we will not get in a few lifetimes. Oh, actually, I think getting married and having children is also terrible. Once you have children, you want to maintain a stable job even more, and you will be stereotyped for the rest of your life.”

"Not everyone can get married."

"Uh." Niederett felt alert when he thought of his widowed future. He has done too many transformations, and I'm afraid not every beautiful girl can accept it.

"What is Nisto's company like?" the colonel was curious.

"That's it." Niederite shrugged, "There are traces of Nisto Corporation everywhere, and they're transforming everything."

In the warehouse of the factory, next to a blue plastic square table, Captain Febus and a few sailors, who had survived the catastrophe, were gobbling up, loving everything in front of them. Out of sympathy, Sheba Qianxue brought them a lot of food, including potatoes, chicken nuggets and udon noodles, all of which were instant food, so hungry that they were willing to eat even feed.

"Wow!"

"Finally something to eat..."

"Hey!" The people who survived the catastrophe just wanted to have a good sleep after eating, and had no other energy. They were even more grateful for the support of Nesto Corporation.

The colonel sat next to them, and picked up a packing box filled with heated and ready-to-eat tofu, beef mince and lettuce. From production, packaging to sales, Nisto Company took care of it. Industrial capabilities allow Nisto to enter the upstream and downstream industrial chains in an all-round way.

He unwrapped the boxes, which were overstuffed with food, as if worried that people would starve.

"How much does it cost?" asked the Colonel.

"Four funds," said Niederlett. "Nistos tried to feed everyone."

He knew some inside information. The mythical agronomy brought by Jinzhi has produced super high yields for two seasons, not only avoiding the tragic situation of starving to death in the northern archipelago, but also generating a surplus. In contrast, due to climate and environmental problems, food production reduction is a foregone conclusion. Large-scale famines are prevalent in impoverished areas such as Reshu Island, Tequila Island, and Baixiang Island. No company is willing to count such sad facts.

The people in his hometown were struggling to get enough food and clothing, and the colonel didn't enjoy the meal. He wanted to talk to the person in charge of Nisto Company as soon as possible about how to destroy the corporate power across Tequila Continent.

"I have some secrets to confess." The colonel raised his head and looked at Lin Yin and the others, "Who can decide?"

"Please follow me." Miying nodded to the colonel, and then led the colonel into the back room of the hiding place.

"I have a letter." The colonel told Miying, "brought from the witches of the Cadiz Islands. The letter was in my pocket and was swept away by the big waves. But I memorized the contents of the letter, and I It has to be relayed to the ancient witch here."

The Cadiz Islands are located between Tequila Island and New Taixi Island, and are the location of Scarlet Transformation Company, a giant enterprise led by witches, specializing in the development of human body enhancement technology.

"Ancient Witch..." Miying was alert.

"My wife was originally a member of the Scarlet Transformation," the colonel explained. "After leaving the asylum, the staff of the Scarlet Transformation found me and suggested that I go to Nisto Company and deliver a letter for them. They are the ones for us Designing the sailing route, tampering with the success rate of sailing with magic power, otherwise our old ship would have sunk in the depths of the ocean, or been eaten by sea descendants."

"I will convey the truth." Miying nodded.

Scarlet transformation and Nisto Corporation, the two witch-led companies will naturally move closer together. She forwarded this crucial news to Xu Yang.

"Will it be handed over directly to the ancient witch?" The colonel asked worriedly, "The information I have memorized is all in ancient characters. If it is not the ancient witch herself, I am afraid it will be difficult to understand the true meaning. unforeseen consequences."

"Don't worry." Miying explained, "It will definitely be done."

The colonel nodded and gave a military salute to Mi Ying.

As in the barracks, the colonel had no other activity, and hurried back to the room assigned to him.

"You should change your clothes, you are so eye-catching." Sheba Qianxue walked into the room and brought the colonel some spring clothes of ordinary citizens, including sweaters, underpants, fishing vests, woolen hats and warm underwear , and brought him many daily necessities, including washbasins, towels, toiletries, etc. The colonel would say thank you every time he took one.

After she left, the colonel took a shower and carefully put on these new clothes, feeling the warm touch of these clean and tidy clothes, he felt much younger.

The colonel folded his old army uniform on the bedside table and climbed back into bed.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see endless blood stains. Thousands of dead people climbed up from the sea of ​​blood and corpses to stare at the colonel. They all made sacrifices and noble struggles.

"...Old fellows, there are still wars to be fought." The colonel said weakly, then turned off the light in the room, folded his hands on his chest, and fell asleep on the mat.