Chapter 232

"Songyang..."

Wen Shaoyu repeated the name with a surprised expression.

He is only in his early 30s this year. He has not experienced what happened in that year, but he is still very familiar with the name Songyang.

Songyang demon hunting security department, this is a designation that has been cancelled now.

Songyang City, once the northernmost main city in China, is named "Songyang" because it is located south of Songling.

However, 11 years ago, the abyss suddenly fell 10 kilometers north of Songyang city. In order to protect the evacuation of local residents, a whole army of demon hunters guarded the north area of Songyang city. Just a few hours later, the abyss area was out of control and all 3000 demon hunters died.

The "Songyang tragedy" was a shock at that time.

Everyone thought that none of the 3000 people survived at the beginning, but now the bad old man said he was the director of the Songyang demon hunting and protection department.

Lu Yao stood up from the sofa.

"Excuse me for interrupting," he said with a sorry gesture to Wen Shaoyu, then turned to old Du and asked, "did you participate in the Songyang battle?"

Old Du turned to look at him and said, "I'm the commander of the Songyang campaign."

Lu Yao couldn't help swallowing his saliva and asked, "did anyone survive the Songyang campaign?"

Du Lao was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "yes, 47 people survived. Finally, a total of 25 people escaped to Meilong city alive."

With that, he looked at Wen Shaoyu's roster and said, "that's the 25 people who didn't disclose their names at the first time."

Lu Yao only felt that his reply sounded like a thunder in his ear.

"You, do you know a man named Yang Xiaoman..." his lips trembled slightly, almost incoherent, "Oh, no, I want to ask, is there a man named Yang Xiaoman among these 25 people? She, she is the third-order demon hunter and the vice captain of b337 team..."

Old Du was stunned and said, "do you know Xiaoman?"

Then he looked at Lu Yao seriously for the first time, suddenly widened his eyes and shouted, "are you Xiaoman's son?"

A moment later, the surprise in his eyes turned into a deep apology. Old Du lowered his eyes and said, "sorry..."

When Lu Yao heard this, he felt a "click" in his heart. The blood that had just rushed into his brain suddenly cooled down again.

"Oh, that... Well, I see. Sorry to disturb..."

He slowly sat back on the sofa, hung his head and didn't continue to talk.

Sure enough, less than one percent of the probability, they should not have any expectations.

I knew 11 years ago that my mother was gone and died in Songyang city. Now I'm still thinking about something

Wen Shaoyu looked at him, didn't speak, turned to old Du and said, "your identity can be easily confirmed when you return home. I don't need to ask whether you are true or false. I only have two questions..."

Then he stretched out two fingers and said, "first, since you are alive, why don't you return home?"

"Second, what do you want to see me in private?"

Du glanced at Lu Yao sitting on the sofa with his remaining light and said, "I'll answer you one by one."

"First, I don't know the others. I can only say myself," he sighed. "I have no face to go back."

"I gave the order to guard the north gate. I personally asked my brothers to die. In the end, they all died. I didn't die..."

"I have no face to incense them, let alone see their relatives."

Old Du touched his twisted back and said, "I didn't want to explain anything, but to tell the truth... I thought I was dead. Later, I woke up and found myself robbed by several teammates from Songyang."

"I tried to die several times, but I didn't die. Later, I didn't toss about slowly."

"In the first few years, I was paralyzed in bed because of my spine injury. When I can move, many brothers here expect me to live, so they don't want to go."

"I feel a little alive with these people. If I go back... I don't dare to think..."

"As for the second point, why should I see you in private..." said, old Du raised his head, looked at Wen Shaoyu and said, "I actually have a request."

Wen Shaoyu asked, "what request?"

Du Lao said: "I have also done the personnel counting work you are doing now. I know that once the name is reported, the subsequent things will be determined."

"According to what I did in Songyang city... Disobeyed the orders of my superiors and abused my power, resulting in thousands of deaths. Finally, I escaped... I might be revoked my demon hunting license and put in jail."

Old Du said, then hung his head and said, "I'm not dissatisfied. I'll take everything I'm sentenced to. However, we've discussed these days. In fact, we can be better used than having our license revoked."

"I know that the animal tide broke out in fralki recently. A special settlement force is being established in China. Director Wen is the leader of this team."

"You see, my old bone," he said, pointing around, "is it still useful?"

Old Du said this with a long, awkward smile, quietly waiting for Wen Shaoyu's reply.

Wen Shaoyu looked at him and was silent for a long time. He said, "old du... You may have misunderstood..."

"Huaxia's characterization of the Songyang tragedy has never been a man-made malignant event."

Old Du looked up with a daze in his eyes.

"You may think that this is due to your misjudgment of the situation," Wen Shaoyu hesitated and said, "although there are indeed factors in this regard, the truth is not what you think..."

"It's not convenient for me to say more about the details now. When I go back, let the person who knows the situation tell you in detail."

Wen Shaoyu stood up and said, "I understand your ideas. If you believe me, register your names first."

"After going back, the alliance will make a reasonable judgment."

"If you just want to join the fralki special elimination force, I assure you as the team leader that there is absolutely no problem."

Hearing this, old Du's eyes seemed to brighten.

A moment later, he nodded and said, "in that case, I believe you, and we cooperate with you in your work."

……

On September 16, the clean-up work of Huaxia was successfully completed.

Under the leadership of Wen Shaoyu, the special working group set out from Mellon City, passed underground trains and armored vehicles all the way, and returned to China from Xiong Federation.

Du Lao was not identified as a fugitive, so he was not in the escort team, but sat in the same carriage with Lu Yao and Wen Shaoyu.

After they returned home, the first stop was the main city of Hanhai region. When the train was about to arrive, these people obviously began to fidgety. They looked nervous and paced back and forth in the carriage. Old Du even wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

This is, homesickness?

Maybe it's more serious than this word.

However, no matter how slow the car is, it will always arrive at the station.

Finally, the train arrived in the main city of Beihuang. Old Du followed the back of the team, bowed his head and walked silently along the underpass.

At the thought of returning home, his heart was very heavy.

Those things that I have been unwilling to face before are finally coming to me now

However, before we reached the exit, we heard a noise from a distance. It seemed that there were many people waiting outside.

"Old Du, old du..." nearby, a companion shook old Du's shoulder and shouted, "old Du, look!"

Old Du slowly raised his head and looked forward tentatively.

I saw a sea of people outside the exit. It was as lively as a temple fair during the new year.

Right in front of them, a dozen people hold a huge banner about 30 meters long, which reads: welcome the hero home.

After these people completely walked out, there was a burst of warm cheers around.

Wen Shaoyu said, "these are the people who came to welcome you spontaneously. Most of them are the survivors of Songyang city."

Old Du stared at the scene and looked around in amazement.

The next second, tears suddenly flow down from the eyes.