When Taras woke up, the first thing he saw was himself, the self in the mirror. He was stripped of his coat, tied to a wooden chair with his upper body naked, and the full-length mirror with a broken corner stood in front of him. Through the dim light in the vault, Taras saw the appearance in the mirror clearly. Regular footsteps sounded, and Li You came out from behind the mirror and said: "Are you awake?" Although Taras was shivering from the cold, he was not panicked, but very calm. He looked at Li You and asked: "...What do you want? We can talk." Li You smiled emotionlessly and said: "We have nothing to talk about. What I want is already in my hands." He took out a pair of vault keys that he had searched from Taras, shook them, and the keys collided and made a crisp sound. Taras also understood: "So you have been planning to take over the underground vault from the beginning." "You are right, but it is useless." Li You put away the vault key and said: "To be honest, I think your behavior is understandable. You want to make money from the national crisis. There are such people everywhere. Compared with Colonel Markov, your behavior is much less serious."
"But it is lighter, but it does not mean that you don't have to die." Taras swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a while, and then said: "...Do I still have a chance?" Li You glanced at him and laughed: "Why, if I say no, you still want to fight to the death with me?" Taras took a deep breath and said: "Not really. I just want to tell you that Colonel Markov and I have agreed on a deal, which will be carried out tomorrow . That deal is very important to the colonel. If you don't let me go to the meeting, he won't give up. " Li You sneered: "You are kidding me, I have read all the correspondence between Markov and you, how can this be true?" Taras was not panicked, but very calm: "It's true! This is the latest news from the colonel. You also know that he is not in the city recently, because the government army has an important mission, he went to lead the team, so the letter was also sent from outside the city, of course you haven't seen it!" "If you don't believe it, you can ask your companions to look for it in my shelter. I put the latest letter at the bottom of the drawer on the second floor!" Li You saw that he was so confident and his eyes did not change at all, but he believed it a little. So he said, "Okay, then I'll ask someone to go check it out. I hope you don't lie to me. Aggie!" Aggie turned in from the vault corridor, and Li You handed her a map: "You heard everything, right? Please make a trip." Aggie didn't say much, picked up two guns from the small table at the door of the underground storage room, and set off immediately. Li You simply sat down not far from Taras, took out a military can and started eating. The logo on the can was very familiar to Taras, which was the label he put on his own products, but now Li You ate it up in two or three bites, and he could only watch. After eating, Li You slammed the door and left without hesitation. Before leaving, he turned off the lights, leaving the vault storage room in complete darkness. The vault that can resist explosions has first-class sound insulation. Taras, who was locked up at home, could hardly hear any sound except his own voice, and was tied to a stool and couldn't move. The biting cold was eroding his body all the time. In this environment, it was like living a year. Only two hours had passed, but without any reference points, Taras felt as if he had been locked up for half a day. He almost lost consciousness, but was afraid of freezing to death, so he could only force himself not to fall asleep. Fortunately, at this time, the vault door was finally opened, the lights were turned on, and Li You and Aggie walked in one after another. Li You was holding a piece of military letter paper in his hand. Li You came to Taras, put down the letter, and said, "It seems that you are telling the truth." Taras nodded quickly: "Right! You can't touch me, otherwise the colonel may search the city, and how many innocent people will be killed and injured!"
Seeing Li You silent, he immediately changed the subject and said, "But, I also know how powerful you are, sir. How about this, you let me go and let me meet the colonel, and I promise not to mention your affairs, how about it?" "Ah... I know you will definitely not believe it, but I can take you to meet the colonel as a partner, so that I can guarantee that I will not talk nonsense! "Or, or..." Li You smiled: "Mr. Taras, you are a smart man, so you must know that I can't agree with what you just said. How can I accompany you to take risks?" Taras's face became gray. "But," Li You suddenly said, "You are right, the deal with Colonel Markov is indeed an opportunity. I have wanted to meet this colonel for a long time. " Taras was stunned at first, then he showed a happy expression: "That's easy, I can help you with all these! I..." "Pa——!" Li You suddenly slapped him with his backhand, causing his head to tilt to one side, and his left face swelled and bled instantly. Looking at Taras's eyes with two parts of anger, four parts of confusion, and four parts of disbelief, Li You grinned and said: "You seem to have misunderstood what I meant. When I say 'know', I don't mean to make friends with the colonel. " Taras was dumbfounded, but his brain was still working, and he understood what Li You said. He asked in disbelief: "Are you... still thinking about the colonel?" Li You did not answer directly this time, only said: "This has nothing to do with you." Taras trembled all over, but he immediately thought of something and said quickly: "Wait, wait, wait! No matter what you want to do, without me, you will never see the colonel! He will not personally come forward to trade! You You have to rely on me... Uh-huh!" Before he finished speaking, Li You had already come to him, took out a piece of dirty rag from nowhere, stuffed it into his mouth, and then wrapped it tightly with tape, completely depriving him of his ability to speak. Then, Li You dragged him all the way out of the vault, found a ruined apartment in the nearby fighting area, and tied him to a broken pillar. Ignoring Taras' horrified look, Li You stuffed a damaged rifle into his arms, disguised himself as a soldier on guard, fired two shots into the sky, and left immediately. After doing this, Li You returned to the underground vault and locked the door again. Aggie on the side asked: "So is the colonel next?" Li You nodded: "He actually made an appointment with Taras to trade tomorrow. This is really an unexpected surprise. I was still thinking about how to find this guy. If he hides outside the city and never comes back, I will still It will give you a headache.” Aggie asked: "But I'm afraid it's the same as Taras said, that guy won't personally come forward to trade, what should I do?" Li You said: "Why be so rigid? Markov is one of the main people in charge of the Berggren area. Once he returns to the city, he will definitely go to the military camp." "So we don't have to wait for him to go out to trade when the security is tight. Can't we just sneak into the army outpost at night?" Ai Ji was also choked: "...You are right." She looked in the direction of the ruins of the apartment again and said, "Can that guy just deal with it like this?" Li You was still looking at the letter in his hand again and again, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he tore it into pieces, threw it into the drainage ditch on the roadside, and replied: "That's enough. Taras is just a small evil, that is, he is very good at disgusting people. He is nothing compared to what Markov does." "Let's go, I still have to think about whether it is appropriate to attack Markov now, and whether there will be any chain reactions."
The two then left. Not long after they left, a shell fell from the sky and accurately landed on the ruins of an apartment that "showed signs of rebel activity." The entire apartment building collapsed. … In the early morning, the streets near the radio station. Esma dragged her tired body and walked back with a backpack. Her broadcaster husband, Malik, has limited mobility and can only use crutches. After the shells collapsed part of the stairs of the radio station, Malik was now unable to even go downstairs by himself and was trapped on the third floor of the radio station. Fortunately, the remaining broadcast equipment is also on the third floor. Now Malik's dream has been realized, and he can never leave work. But in short, only Malik and Esma were active in the huge radio station. Malik could not go downstairs, so Esma had to go out every night to search for resources and collect news. It was the same tonight. Esma came back from outside, carrying a lot of supplies, and listened to the information about the deteriorating situation. The confrontation between the government forces and the Vichyni Army intensified, affecting a wide range of areas. At the same time, the occasional airdrop of humanitarian supplies was also affected, and they were not seen again for a long time. The impact of this is that the lives of the refugees in the city have become increasingly difficult, the prices of materials on the black market have skyrocketed, and the number of bandits and robbers has increased sharply. In addition to the military exchanges, Berggren also experienced a wave of crime. In today's situation, even experienced scavengers must be extra careful when going out at night, because you don't know when, a bullet may come from behind, break your spine, and then a group of people will touch you and take away everything on your body. Something of value. Just as Li You heard Marco say when he returned to the villa before, he had fought fires and saved lives in the past, and he thought he had seen hell. But now, in Berggren, where your former neighbor might kill you for half an expired can, it's a real hell on earth. Although Esma was tired, she still remained vigilant, avoiding streets and open spaces where she might be exposed, and even paying attention to whether there was anyone following her. It was not much of a secret that she was Malik's wife; many people in the city knew her. Most of them are grateful to her and Malik, but there are also egoists who are dissatisfied with their actions and believe that their actions bring danger to others. What's more, some people among the people have defected to the government forces and become their spies among the refugees. So in order not to bring disaster back to the radio station and prevent Malik from getting into trouble, Esma has always been very careful. However, when she mentioned the informant, she inevitably thought of her old friend, Novak from the bakery, who was also the informant of the government forces mentioned on the radio. Yes, Esma knew who had tipped off the government forces, but she did not tell her husband the identity of the man. To tell why... Memories of the previous nights flashed back in Esma's mind. "...I'm sorry, I hate myself because of this." Novak cried bitterly, "But only in this way can I support my son." "Since his mother Vagina left, it's been too much pressure for me to be on my own and I don't have a choice." At that time, Esma scolded: "Even so, what about the innocent people who were notified by you? Don't they have family members and children?" "...Please, Esma, I only informed the worst of the people, and those who are destined not to survive the war." Novak begged, "I never told the army who was broadcasting on the radio. They really want to know the truth. For the sake of many years of friendship and this matter, don't tell Malik. I don't want to report it either." you." Esma did not remember how she walked out of Novak's bakery, but in the end, when she returned home that night, she chose to conceal Novak's identity and told Malik only that there was an informer among the people. thing.
This wasn't for Novak, it was all for his young son. But until now, Esma doesn't know whether what she did was right or wrong. Esma staggered back to the radio station. She wanted to put down her backpack and take a breather, but then she discovered that the door to the shelter was open. Asma was stunned for a moment, and without caring about anything else, she shouted Malik's name loudly and ran upstairs. She ran all the way to the door of the broadcast room on the third floor and was about to push the door open when she heard a creak behind her and the door on the other side of the corridor opened. Esma turned around to look, and then her whole body became cold. A man in riot gear was holding Malik hostage and walked out of the room. He held the gun in his right hand, pressed it firmly against Malik's back, and pushed him forward until he came to a stop under the hole in the ceiling. Behind them, there was another thin gun-wielding soldier on guard. "Dear—!" Esma shouted. "Asma!" Malik tried to keep his voice calm, "Leave me alone and leave quickly!" Esma shook her head: "Don't talk!" She then looked at the man who held Malik hostage and asked, "Are you... a government soldier?" The man was wearing a riot helmet, and even a mask underneath the helmet, completely covering his face. Hearing Esma's question, he replied in a hoarse voice that was obviously deliberately lowered: "What do you think?" Esma took a deep breath and then said, "Calm down first. We can talk about whatever you want." The man let out a low laugh: "Request? I don't have any request. I just followed the colonel's order and came to solve the trouble for you." "Your broadcast has caused us a lot of trouble." Esma didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only raise her hands and keep repeating: "Calm down! If you have something to say, say it!" "If you are here for the broadcast, then no problem! Let him go and we will leave now!" Malik seemed to want to say something, but was blocked by the man. Then, the man said: "I don't have any need to negotiate terms with you. The reason why this old guy is still alive is just because I am waiting for you to come back. Now, you can die." Malik seemed to know that he was going to die and no longer evaded. He glared at the man fiercely and cursed: "You damn butchers! Kill me. One day you will also go to hell!" The man sneered: "I know you are a tough guy and you are not afraid of death. What about this?" He raised his gun and aimed at Esma opposite. Malik: "!?" Esma: "!!" "Bang--!!" Gunshots rang out, and Esma fell down! "Asma——!!"
Malik's eyes were splitting and he struggled desperately. "You bastard! I'll kill you!!" But the man held him down and said, "Don't worry, it's not over yet. You have a son, right? I remember his name is...Adam? Well, why are there so many people with this name?" "He is also a member of the government army, right? Don't worry, I will report to the colonel when I go back. He is your son. What do you think will happen to that young man?" Malik let out a desperate roar and stared at the man, wanting to pounce on him and bite him. But the man didn't care, and instead said: "Oh, I almost forgot, I will not kill you. I plan to let you live and always remember that it was because of your persistence that I killed my wife and children." Malik suddenly fell silent. The man asked: "How was it? Do you regret it?" Malik glanced at him and said, "It was my fault that I was too self-righteous to kill Esma and Adam. However, I never think that reporting your crimes to the public is wrong!" "You guys will definitely die a good death!" As he spoke, Malik suddenly turned his head and hit the pillar on the side with all his strength! "He wants to commit suicide!" the soldiers in the rear shouted, but the man in riot gear didn't say anything and grabbed Malik to prevent him from hitting him. But Malik still struggled, so the man had no choice but to reach out and press the back of his neck, finally making him pass out. The soldier behind had already walked to the fallen Esma and helped her up: "Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?" Esma covered her shoulders and stood up, saying, "Maybe it's because I'm getting older. Even if it's a rubber bullet and I'm wearing a body armor, it still hurts." "——Is my old man okay, Li You?" The man on the other side took off his riot helmet and mask, revealing a face with distinct features. Is it Li You or who else? He sighed: "Sorry, Esma, I said there would be no problem, but it almost happened." Esma said: "It's okay, as long as the old man is not injured. After all, this is what I am asking you to do." "But...I originally just said, just scare him a little bit, right? You guys acted...too similar! When you just escorted my old man out, I thought it was real government troops coming!" Li You smiled: "Everything must be done as well as possible. This is our creed." Yes, what happened just now was not an incident of government troops assassinating troops, but a play performed by Li You, Aiji and Esma. As for the purpose, Esma wanted to persuade Malik to move. In these days, after constantly receiving bad news and warnings and threats from various channels, Esma believed that the current radio station was too dangerous, so she wanted to persuade Malik to move. But for Malik, moving out of the radio station meant giving up broadcasting and everything he had been doing. So he sternly refused, and Esma could only stay here to accompany him. She also agreed with what her husband had done, but she couldn't help but worry about his safety. While out that night, she was warned by a scavenger that the military was investigating them. When Esma was returning to the shelter worriedly, she happened to run into Li You and Aiji who came to find her. Li You also came to persuade them to move, and the two of them thought of moving together. But the problem was how to convince Malik. After thinking for a while, Esma came up with a plan...
That's roughly what happened. Esma came up with the outline of the script, but it was Li You and Ai Ji who had the final say on how to interpret it. The result is what it is now. "It's just that when Mr. Malik wakes up, he should agree to move, right?" Ai Ji asked from the side. Esma smiled bitterly: "My old man is really stubborn. But after this time, I think he should compromise no matter what." After a while, Malik woke up leisurely from the bed. He subconsciously raised his body to take a look, and then froze. An unknown young man squatted aside, while his wife Esma was sitting on a chair, resting. Seeing that he was awake, Esma's face was filled with joy: "My dear, you're awake!" The young man also turned his head. Seeing Malik trying to get up, he quickly supported him: "Old sir, you should take a rest first." Malik didn't care about anything else and asked: "What's going on...? Esma, you..." Li You said: "Let me explain. The two government troops who came to trouble you have been solved by me. Although Ms. Asma was shot once, she was wearing a bulletproof vest, so she didn't suffer much. You just need to rest for a while, of course." Malik looked at him: "You saved us? Thank you so much... Are you?" Esma answered for him: "This is the young man who opened the Everything House." Malik suddenly realized: "It turns out to be you! No wonder!" "Thank you so much. You have helped so many refugees and saved us. I really don't know how to thank you." Even Li You blushed a little now and said quickly: "No! Your broadcast has helped many more people than me. You are really worthy of respect. This little thing is nothing." Seeing what Malik wanted to say, he quickly changed the subject: "Compared to this! Mr. Malik, the location of this radio station and your identity have been known to the government forces. I suggest you move out as soon as possible. Otherwise, next time There may be soldiers coming next time, and even the military may directly bomb.” Hearing this, Malik subconsciously looked at Esma and saw that she also looked worried. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "You're right, I shouldn't be so stubborn and let my family accompany me to death." "Asma, I'm sorry. If I had promised you to move last time, you wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing." Esma shook her head repeatedly: "It's not your fault, old man." "No, it's my fault!" Malik suddenly became excited, "If Li You hadn't passed by today, we and Adam would have been dead! This is indeed my problem! I should have found a way to at least let you leave. !” "So stop talking, let's take a rest and get ready to move out." Tears overflowed from Esma's eyes: "Old man..." Malik shook his head and said nothing more. He just looked at the broadcast room and sighed softly: "But, I still can't give up broadcasting." Esma was stunned: "Old man, you don't...want to stay by yourself, do you?" Malik sighed again and was about to speak when Li You suddenly coughed and said, "Actually... moving doesn't mean you have to give up broadcasting, right?" "I've seen the equipment, it's not particularly heavy. If you are willing to pay, then I can help you transport it?" Malik and Esma were both stunned, and then Malik came back to his senses and asked quickly: "Is it really okay! Then... what reward do you want?" Li You showed a friendly smile: "It's very simple, as long as you help me report a few news when the time comes. Don't worry, it's definitely not some brainwashing article that tampered with the facts."
Not to mention Malik, even Esma is confused now. What news is so valuable? Why do people always say that my writing looks like AI...