Chapter 805: Freshmen

Watching Preskin disappear into the night sky with Beasley in his arms, Lieutenant Colonel Martin waved his hand and gave a weak order: "Evacuate the line of defense, take all our people away, and leave the rest to the local police Let's do it, we've done enough tonight!" As he said, he boarded the car, started it, and headed for the distance, behind him were some military vehicles, carrying soldiers to follow him After all, this mission really sucks. ? ? At the end is a car dedicated to transporting the remains of soldiers. More than 30 soldiers were killed this time.

Even in a small-scale war with those countries in the Middle East, it is impossible to kill more than 30 people, which is almost unbearable for the current US military. This was a serious accident, and Lieutenant Colonel Martin, who led the team, was the victim of the accident. He will be sent to a military court, and what awaits him is the end of his military career, and he may even be sentenced to imprisonment. Someone has to be responsible for this operation, and Lieutenant Colonel Martin is undoubtedly a very good scapegoat.

Watching the U.S. troops leave one after another, at this time, the sky has begun to light up, and a glimmer of light slowly emerges from the hazy skyline, and with the withdrawal of the troops, some people who are about to evacuate and those who The people who have been evacuated on the road have already returned to their homes one after another.

They had witnessed the conflict last night. Although the local police and army asked them to keep their mouths shut, some people secretly recorded some of the clips. It is impossible to fool everyone in this matter.

"They're all gone, we should go too!" Gikaro struggled to get up. Then he pulled Steve up, and they were seriously injured, but they didn't go with the army. The departure of the army cleaned up the battlefield. The robot in the X-17 project was nothing more than a joke in the battle. Beasley didn't even regard him as a player of the same weight, and easily wiped him out in one fell swoop. .

Even so, the wreckage of X-17 was cleaned up by the military and sealed up. Although there are still some charred places that show that something unusual has happened here. Basically, there are no traces of any fighting. Even the bullet casings were taken away.

Gikaro and Steve walked to the small town with each other's arms. Their car was still parked there. The good news is that the car still didn't move. But the bad news is that the condition of the two of them is really bad, and the fuel tank has been pierced by bullets, and the car can no longer be driven. Fortunately, there are still some residents of the small town, when they go home. See two people like this. They all enthusiastically kept them and contacted the doctor.

But being rejected by them, this is not the place they should stay. Fortunately, someone lent them his old pickup truck. He was a man in his fifties. He looked very burly, but he had a thick waist and abdomen, a typical image of American big men.

"Drive away, or throw it away. Or buy it, it's up to you." The old man shook his head and said to them, as if sighing. "Looks like you were involved in that fight last night,

What a bad state! "

"Yes, we also participated, but... you also saw it in the end. It turns out that it is useless for us to go there, so we should not be so impulsive!" Gikaro smiled at the old man, "But , Thank you very much, here is the key to my car, the fuel tank has been repaired, and it can still be used!" He said and threw the key to the old man.

The old man took it over, looked at it, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a famous car, thank you!" The car is a Lincoln SUVS, which is relatively spacious and comfortable. All the old men smiled when they took it, and he didn't say anything, anyway, it can be seen , these two don't really care what kind of car this car is.

Gikaro and Steve drove the old car on the road. They must return to Los Angeles as soon as possible, and then treat their injuries. Perhaps after this battle, their injuries will affect their future abilities. But Gikaro doesn't care about these things anymore, even if he loses his superpowers, what does it matter?

At the same time, Preskin was already on the road. He didn't take the road blatantly, but took the ordinary remote road, even if it was a mountain road, it didn't matter. All he asked for was safety, safety first, he didn't want to expose his position and cause Zhen Fan some trouble.

"Put me down!" A weak voice came. After Preskin climbed a hill, he put Beasley down. Looking at the sky with astigmatism, the grass on the hillside is relatively soft, and in the shade of the trees under the sun, it makes people feel cooler. Beasley opened his mouth slightly.

Preskin put him down and sat on the grass next to him, looking into the distance without even looking at Beasley. Looking at the woods and meadows under the hillside, Preskin felt particularly peaceful.

"I'm going to die, just bury me here!" Beasley said to himself, "For the sake of the two of us working together, quietly bury me, I don't need an epitaph, and No need for tombstones and coffins, just let me kiss this dirt."

"Are you a poet?" Preskin bit the grass root, and then spit it out, "I know what you said, isn't it just dead and buried in a pit? I can hear it clearly, why be so sensational ? I don't have any psychological burden to kill you, but I can live a peaceful life!"

"You're a bastard!" Beasley cursed, suddenly coughed violently, and then spit out blood from his mouth, he stretched out his finger, pointed at Preskin, and wanted to say something Suddenly, a mouthful of blood sprayed farther and landed on his chest. Before he could lift his finger, he slumped to the grass.

He stared round his eyes, and just stared at the sky and died.

Beasley was dead, and Preskin turned his head to look at his corpse, and suddenly felt something sour in his eyes, but he still sat there quietly for a long time. Then he got up, walked to Beasley's side, and held up his two hands. dragged his body into the woods.

Digging a hole was an easy job for Preskin, but he dug slowly and carefully until the hole was deep, and then he kicked Beasley's body into the hole , looked at him. He said: "Sleep well, so that you will not kill people." Then he began to fill in the soil, and the soil slowly fell on Beasley's body. Slowly fill up the land.

Preskin sprinkled some dead branches and fallen leaves on the filled land here, covering it as if there was nothing, just another month or a shower. It will be the same as anywhere else. Nothing can be seen, there is still one person buried here. A person who once gave the US military and military a headache and suffered heavy casualties.

Preskin didn't leave any marks here, and he doesn't want to come here again. He has his own destiny, and he won't miss anyone, but he will definitely let himself live well. In fact... getting rid of Beasley, let alone getting rid of a nightmare person and an unspeakable experience?

The U.S. government and military have been tight-lipped about what happened that night. There wasn't even a mention of hunting down another accomplice named Shia Preskin. Even though they already knew, this Shia Preskin was the one who saved the USAF and the town. But they didn't come out to sing their praises, and they didn't issue a wanted warrant.

Perhaps people in the government and the army know that although Preskin saved them, he was once a wanted criminal who gave them headaches, so it is embarrassing to say that he saved American soldiers and people. But they also knew that if they couldn't even deal with Beasley, they couldn't deal with Preskin even more, so when Preskin didn't do anything outrageous in the United States, they didn't plan to alarm this guy. That's how everyone settles down, don't mess with me, take it with you honestly, and I won't mess with you either.

This is almost a tacit understanding between them and Preskin. So when Preskin made his way back to Los Angeles, hardly anyone from the government or the military bothered him. But that doesn't mean no one is watching him. Along the way, Preskin let them monitor him. But when he arrived in Los Angeles, the surveillance personnel suddenly lost his track.

A park in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

It's already afternoon. A man was sitting on a bench, looking at the sparse figures in the park. A young mother passed by with a stroller. Preskin subconsciously stretched his neck to look at the baby in the stroller. . With a white, tender and lovely fat face, and two chubby hands, the baby obviously also saw Preskin's stretched neck and that face, and laughed out loud.

Preskin laughed too, and so did the young mother pushing the stroller. Said to Preskin: "It seems that you are a good father who likes babies. Are your children this old?"

"No, I'm sorry ma'am, I don't have any children yet." Preskin smiled regretfully, "But... this still can't stop me from liking such children, they are simply angels!"

"Yeah, she's been mine all along, and said to Pleskin, 'There's going to be kids, but . . . you've got to find a girlfriend who can have kids. But... you are so handsome, you must already have a girlfriend, right? Life is very generous, but... I'm leaving, goodbye, I like a man like you! As the woman said, she waved her hand and pushed the stroller away.

Preskin sat comfortably on the chair again. Closing his eyes, with a smile on his face, he was moved by the baby's smile just now, a kind of softness that he had never had before, fully expanded in his heart.

Yes, it's time to find a woman to live with for the rest of my life. Perhaps... now is a good opportunity. Preskin nodded his head slightly, then looked at his watch, and then at the sky, the sky was slowly getting dark. He looked around and found no sign of Zhen Fan. He sighed with some regret, and was about to stand up and leave.

"You performed very well!" Suddenly a voice came from behind him. Looking back in surprise, he saw a figure standing there quietly, and then looked at him with a smile.

"You already have the heart of a Taoist." The man walked over slowly and looked at him, "From today onwards, you are my apprentice!"

"Really?" Preskin called out in disbelief, then saluted Zhen Fan respectfully, and called out, "Master——"

When he raised his head, he saw the smile on Zhen Fan's face. (To be continued..) u