Rekindle the spirit of war

Chapter 50

At the destination, Medanzuo put Sean down and sat on the right side of him. "There is still half an hour before the shift change in the factory, and it is convenient for us to go out at that time."

Shane didn't answer.He didn't intend to go with each other.

It was a long, narrow space like a corridor, with the wind blowing from the right, carrying the fresh smell of cobblestones paved after the rain.Sean asked, "Is this connected to the outside?"

"Of course. Behind this is the platform for the airship to take off and land, with blowers and spare steel cables." Medanzuo raised his head, lost in memory. "I have also flown over this factory. The smoke exhaust tower here has been built into a pointed tower, and the top of the main building is a huge semicircular dome. It combines the architectural shape that symbolizes the glory of the old era with this steel age. , it’s amazing. But when I think about who it belongs to, I start to worry.”

"Most aristocrats would be worried. Vincent appeared in front of everyone as a conqueror of the world, and he didn't look like someone who would fail."

"You think highly of him."

"I didn't mean to praise him. My mates died because of him." The subject reminded Sean of his pals.He worries that others will be caught too. "Apart from the assassination of Vincent, is there any other major event today?"

Medanzo looked at Sean reproachfully. "That's all. Congratulations, you can be on the headlines tomorrow."

Sean ignored the other party's tone full of gunpowder.Mei Danzuo cared about him, if he looked into it carefully, he would uncontrollably soften his heart.That's not a good thing.

Sean has always believed in everyone, but now he is relieved.The security of the big family is stricter than ever, but there are too many people on my side.Street patrols can catch people walking down the street with guns, but they don't question sweepers driving garbage trucks; they can stop people with suspicious boxes, but they don't stop journalists and students with briefcases, Not to mention lifting up the puffed skirts of the ladies.

When all are united, no one can stand in our way.

"You don't reject me anymore." Medanzo's voice interrupted Sean's thoughts.Back in the "real world", he found that he was being held by Medanzo with one hand, while the other hand was unbuttoning himself.Sean subconsciously wanted to hide, but Medan Zuo pressed his shoulders. "Don't worry, I just want to heal you."

"Thank you." Sean breathed a sigh of relief: this saves him from asking.He took off his shirt, revealing bruises all over his body.Healed enough to fight on, he thought.

But Sean soon discovered that he was thinking too much about things.Medanzo, that irritating fellow, touches his body while healing!

When the back of the neck was touched at first, Sean thought it was just carelessness. After all, when using magic to heal wounds, the hands need to be very close to the wound.But the fingertips of the other party touched and caressed all the way down, and finally came around to him... "I really want to hit you on the head to make you sober."

"I'm awake." Medanzuo blew on Sean's neck, wrapping his arms around Sean's body. "I'm healing you, take it easy."

Sean tried his best to resist the urge to stun Medanzo, after all, he could still use him.He couldn't bear it when Medanzo's hand went to untie his pants.He held Mei Danzuo's wrist, turned his head and said fiercely: "It's not spring now!"

Medanzuo, who had experienced hunting in spring, quickly understood what Sean meant—spring is the season for animals to estrus.He sighed.He admitted that he was deliberately teasing Sean, trying to make him emotional, and even fantasized about getting a kiss.But Sean's calm eyes shattered his illusion. "Your leg must be healed, otherwise it will be difficult to walk. Don't worry, I won't do anything else."

Medanzo's sincere tone made Sean decide to give him another chance.And Mei Danzuo honestly healed him this time, and did nothing else.

Mana overdraft can make people tired, and Mei Danzuo's face soon showed tiredness.Sean felt grateful and guilty.So when Medanzo suggested, "Let's make a game," Sheen felt silly, but started nodding.

"Let's take turns asking each other questions, and the answers are true. The questions are only about you and me, so don't worry about me asking about the plans of the Workers Union. Is that okay?"

Shane nodded.He found that this game is not only not stupid, but it may also be a trap.But who made him agree?

"Does being liked by me make you feel ashamed?"

Sean looked at Medanzo in surprise.He saw that the other party's shoulders were tense, and although his expression remained calm and proud, the eagerness in his eyes made him unable to look directly.He thought about it. "It was like this at the beginning. To be honest, I even wanted to kill you at that time. Later... I saw the possibility of realizing my ideals, my belief and soul were slowly revived, and the narrow hatred faded away; it didn't disappear, but I didn't want to Take it seriously. And I gotta say, you're not as stubborn as I thought. But I wouldn't be flattered either. Are you starting to feel guilty about the people you hurt?"

"Yes." Medanzo nodded seriously. "My momentary outburst of anger will make them miserable for a lifetime. I used to not bother with it. After the eye injury, I asked the housekeeper to inquire about other people who I taught and dismissed. They were not doing well. Fortunately, I no longer Take pleasure in abusing others."

"Injury isn't all that traumatic if it's an education for you." Sean nodded, eyes soft.

"But the one thing I feel most guilty about is about you." Medanzuo smiled ambiguously, but his eyes were full of seriousness: "I forced you. But I don't want to simply have sex with you anymore. We are not helping."

"Don't say that." Sean stopped the other party with a sharp face.But Mei Danzuo laughed: "Why, are you shy? This time it's my turn, you start to like me, right?"

Shane sighed. "I don't know. I don't know." He saw Medanzo's smile becoming more and more confident, which made the roots of his teeth itch.He said a little bit sharply: "You do so much for me, does James know? He wouldn't like you like this."

"Grandfather doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know." Mei Danzuo's tone was mixed with regret. "He taught me a lot and will always be worthy of my respect. But what you let me see and know, those things about the common people and the bottom, he never mentioned to me. No, he thinks it doesn't matter, stop I'm curious about them."

"Understandably, as a nobleman, this does you no good."

"But it's served me well as a human being. Ignorance can lead to arrogance and cruelty, and that's utterly stupid and self-destructive."

Sean looked at Medanzo in surprise.As a "person", the other party's changes always surprise him. "What else do you want to ask?"

"If... If you fell in love with me, would you move closer to me? You see, I have been compromising to your side. Are you willing to do something for me?"

Shane smiled and shook his head. "You're changing concepts. You're not compromising to the civilians because you like me, but more importantly, you know we're right."

Mei Danzuo bit his lower lip unwillingly, and finally nodded.

"Then it will be clear. My persistence was not wrong, so I will persist. If I still have the ability to love, after the vision becomes reality, I will love him with all my heart. But now I will stand firm. Maybe Looking back on my life when I was old, I would think that many things I did were stupid; but definitely not including rebelling against this feudal ruling class.”

Medanzo let out a long, soft sigh.

Sean looked at Medanzo with guilt in his eyes and a firm tone. "If we're in love and want to be together, then you've got to come to me. On the big side, I'm not going to soften. It's cruel, I know; but you haven't done me any good. From that angle We are indeed a match made in heaven.”

***

Sean leaned against the wall, walking carefully and quickly to the place where he was locked up before.He was acting alone; Medanzo had quarreled with him—in a sense.

Sean expressed his understanding of Medanzuo's behavior of abandoning himself and leaving.No one wants to fall in love with someone who is cold, cruel, and ignorant, and no one wants to help one enemy in order to destroy another.And he doesn't need each other.He believes in his own people the most, and believes that they alone can change the status quo.

Hearing the clattering sound of hard-soled leather boots on the barbed wire, Sean stepped down more gently until he reached the corner.He poked his head out vigilantly, looking to the other side of the wall.A man dressed as an overseer unlocked the door and walked into the room where he was previously imprisoned.

If you don't do it now, what are you waiting for?

Sean rushed out quickly.He quickly swept across the corridor, stepping on the metal floor, making a lot of noise.The man stepped out, armed with a riot axe.Obviously, this is also a man who can use cold weapons; but to Sean, this man is pitifully slow.He snatched the knife and stabbed it into the neck of the opponent.The enemy in front of him is like a fragile and blunted dagger, forced to fight against himself, a character whose lethality is comparable to a rocket launcher.

After getting a decent weapon, Sean didn't leave immediately.He grabbed the man's wrist and lifted it up, looking at it carefully.The opponent's thumb and forefinger had calluses from holding the gun for a long time and pulling the trigger.As he thought, Vincent's men were good at using guns, and they didn't carry them with them because they didn't need hot weapons.

It was a headache for Shane; however, when he got to the lower level of the factory, climbed up the upper brackets, and looked down through the gaps between the layers of machines, he realized what was more headache.

The factory operates 24 hours a day, with workers changing shifts at six o'clock in the morning and evening.With the metal beam on which he stood as the dividing line, on the left, workers in gray overalls are walking into the workshop in unison; on the right, workers put the pointer of the compass on the central axis, adjust, fix, and move fully synchronized.This scene made Shane shudder.He wondered, what on earth did Vincent do to make workers work like robot puppets and obey mechanically?

He was about to give up trying to mobilize these people, but Medanzo's words echoed in his mind—"Going from below? Absolutely not. Fanny has seen the blueprints, and she said that this factory is bigger than any fort we've ever seen." Strong. The door can only be opened from the inside. The off-duty worker pushes the long pole to turn the gear, the gate opens, and the on-duty worker enters, and that's it."

If you want your companions to come in, you need these people.

Sean turned his attention to the location where several workshops meet.The four-seater cars are separated by thick steel plates, which intersect vertically, and at the intersection is a high platform.Sheehan guessed that Vincent was speaking to the workers there.

One and a half hours left.

Sean used the criss-crossing mechanical arms and gears as a ladder, and moved down with difficulty.It was dangerous, the turning gears could crush his limbs, and the moving steel pole could hit him.Fortunately, he was familiar with the factory environment and did not get himself hurt.

In place, Sean leapt down.He landed on the side of a pillar with an overseer standing in front of it.The moment he landed on his knees, he quickly jumped up, swung his weapon and slashed at the overseer's raised arm—by the way, he also caught the gun that fell from the opponent's hand.The base of his ear was burned by the bullet, but he didn't care about it.The sound of the gun will alert others that the enemies are coming.

The shootout soon began.The roar of hot weapons came and went, like an out-of-tuned but still impassioned battle song.Shine dodged as best he could, making no attempt to shoot while running and jumping.He wasn't going to risk wasting a bullet and pull the trigger unless he was sure he'd hit.He knew the place was well soundproofed above and below, and the overseers wore tight, pocketless overalls, which meant they had no ammunition supplies.As long as it is consumed, it can be saved.

Sean watched the workers out of the corner of his eye.They live up to the mission of "working machines" and continue to repeat mechanical actions in an orderly manner.But there were still a few people who looked over curiously and worriedly. At this time, they behaved like human beings: people always like to watch the excitement.

The sound of gunfire soon disappeared in the empty factory, leaving only the hum of machines and the sound of parts rubbing.There were dead bodies lying on the ground, and a survivor who was hit in the knee was paralyzed on the ground and dared not make a sound.Sean basically finished off the enemy and snatched a gun—at the cost of a bruised shoulder.

"Vincent was giving ridiculous brainwashing speeches on that high platform, wasn't he?" Sean tugged on the man's collar and asked, "Do you have a loudspeaker here?"

The man seemed frightened by the quick and fierce battle just now, and he confided the truth tremblingly: "Yes, sir is speaking from above! But there is no loudspeaker now."

Shane frowned.He wasn't going to fight the rumble of the machine with his tired hoarse voice, he had to think of something else.The machinery in the factory is integrated, if one link is destroyed, most links can be paralyzed.He looked up at the working gears and metal rods, and raised the gun upwards.

The man paralyzed on the ground said cautiously: "The metal here is as strong as a bullet, so it cannot be broken."

"You're so right." Sean said, firing at several target positions one after another, and used up the remaining bullets.

The bullet caught precisely between the gaps where the gears would engage, preventing them from turning any further.Several gears were jammed by bullets.The noise of the machines stopped abruptly, and only the water pump was running, making a sound that sounded a little funny.

It worked.Sean breathed a sigh of relief, swung the empty gun backhand, and knocked the man with his mouth open.After finishing this, he turned his gaze to the high platform, and then to the wall clock in the workshop.

Four and ten minutes.

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