Chapter 954

"I said... Are you ok?" Ryan stood on the trunk of a fallen tree, looking up and down at Marcus, covering the wound on his stomach, gasping loudly. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at something unimportant.

Yes, Marcus is far from a comrade in arms for Ryan at this moment, and even has no equal status. The way Ryan looks at Marcus is like a child looking at ants on the windowsill.

"You know, in this field killing training, only one person can get out alive. So you have to die here in peace of mind. " Ryan whispered to Marcus, who was already desperate. After that, he carefully prepared to leave here.

"Wait a minute!" Marcus threw the dagger in his hand to Ryan, one of the props that had been set up in the forest for the people who killed each other: "Ryan, I know you may not remember my name, and I didn't expect you to remember me. But... It hurts... But I really don't want to die here... Be careful of the handsome Soviet, the wolf king... He... He hurt me like this. "

Ryan picked up the dagger from his feet, and then with a flexible shake, the dagger disappeared into his palm. This time, instead of leaving in a hurry, he stared at Marcus with great interest, as if waiting for the other party to continue to say something.

"Get out of here, I have no fighting power... Follow the bloodstain, and the dangerous guy will be found soon." Marcus's face was a little pale, and his young face didn't have the cynical expression of a few years later. He was forced to support himself with a bitter smile, and he seemed very unwilling to lie here waiting for death. But he had nothing to do, because everything now showed that he must die in this damned place.

"Stay here. Maybe I can let you see the Soviet who killed you die here." Ryan said suddenly, "I killed him for you. Thank you for giving me the dagger."

Then he disappeared behind the tree trunk, and Marcus heard a slight breath from behind the woods. A handsome British Cossack boy appeared in the middle of the woods without any sign. He gently poked away the branch, and then with a smile on his face, carrying his pistol, came to Marcus.

"Oh... Isn't this my little prey? That stupid german kid who thinks he can run wild with a dagger. " The young Soviet youth, with a scornful look on his face, mocked the poor enemy who had been ravaged for a long time with his familiar Russian.

He shook his pistol with a smile and showed off his big killer with pride: "you see, I have a much more sensitive sense of smell than you... I found the pistol, so you are doomed to die here. Blame you for being born in Germany. When I killed the Soviets, I was rather soft handed. Generally, I didn't deliberately torture them. "

Suddenly, the expression of the Soviet youth changed dramatically, and then he bent forward with a very embarrassed posture. After a few turns, he could barely see the quick figure like a leopard behind him. Rein holds the dagger in his hand and stares at the Soviet youth with a pair of sharp eyes. The sharp dagger cuts off a wisp of the Soviet youth's hair, which is drifting on the grass with the wind.

"Bang!" The Soviet youth raised his hand and shot. The bullet flew past Ryan's face and was embedded in the trunk of a big tree a few meters behind him. In order to avoid the threat of this shot, Ryan also had to stop the pursuit of the pace, the distance between the two people in an instant was pulled away seven or eight meters.

Ryan seems to be surprised for a while, he so covertly touched each other's back, and so safely handed out a knife that must be killed, he was easily avoided by the other side, it seems that the opponent is more powerful than the enemy he met before.

The Soviet youth seemed to be surprised. Although he was not in good shape, his shooting accuracy was not affected at all. This return shot succeeded in seriously injuring Marcus, but failed to hit his target for the first time. So he had to re-examine the enemy, it seems that the enemy is very difficult.

Ryan took a wrong step to the left and hid behind a big tree. The reaction of the Soviet youth seemed not slow. The second shot hit the edge of the tree where he was hiding. The bullet cut the tree trunk and broke a piece of bark to pieces.

"Hey! My name is wolf! You are awesome! If you have a gun, maybe we can fight. " Wolf stared at the tree and yelled to Ryan. As for Marcus, who was breathing in pain not far away from him, he didn't seem to have any interest.

Little by little, he adjusted his angle around the tree, trying to find a suitable position to continue shooting, but after a little adjustment, he found the problem - Ryan ran, running without nostalgia, running without turning back.

"Doesn't this bastard have any chivalry?" Wolff wanted to scold, thanks to his heart and soul just now, he wanted to have a soul stirring war. As a result, the damned guy ran away in such a mess that he didn't even hesitate.

Ryan is not a knight. He is not even a soldier. After all the training in this den, all Ryan did was just to survive. He tried his best to escape death, because he was used to the ordinary death, he did not want to die here, at least he should not die in such an unknown place.

Two people seem to represent two countries, one in front of the fast escape, one carrying a pistol in the back of the non-stop pursuit. At a very good opportunity, Wolff fired the last bullet in his gun, which hit the target. Ryan's shoulder was penetrated by the bullet, which affected his running speed.

Wolff laughed. Knowing that his prey could not escape, he drew out a bloody dagger, which he had snatched from another Soviet teenager. Obviously, the man didn't need the dagger, because the boy had a two inch incision in his throat half an hour ago.

Ryan ran alone in the woods, helpless. He had been seriously injured on his arm. Blood donation flowed down his arm and fell to the ground, leaving a very clear indication to his enemies. Not far behind Ryan, a young Cossack boy named wolf was chasing his prey like a leopard.

When Ryan fell down, the handsome Cossack boy stood in front of him with a grim smile. He could see the dried blood on the sharp dagger in his hand. Raine climbed under a big tree and gasped against the tree trunk, as if every breath was a luxury for him.

"Ryan! You are the only one who can threaten me in this field killing training, so I decided to kill you first! Goodbye The handsome Cossack boy raised the steel knife in his hand, as if inviting friends to play games together. Killing people is a routine for everyone in the forest, just as natural as sleeping.

"Yes? You are so confident... "Ryan stared at Wolff and finally said his first words:" remember the route I ran? Fool

Wolff was stunned, and then he felt a great danger behind him. He subconsciously flashed away, and Marcus, who was seriously injured, lost his free attack. Wolff realized the mistake he had made: he was so focused on killing his prey, Ryan, that he forgot that there was a half dead guy.

However, he was late after all, because he avoided Marcus' hard strike, but could not avoid the dagger that Raine had drawn from the other direction. The sharp blade left a deep open wound on wolf's white face.

That evening, under the setting sun, Ryan's abdomen was pierced by a dagger, and there was a gunshot wound on his shoulder. The blood of the three people dyed a lot of land red. And not far away from Ryan, a boy with a face covered and a scream fell to the ground like a wild animal.

"This training... I don't think it's necessary to go on." Just as the drillmaster forced Ryan to kill Marcus, a SS general cancelled the killing game: "the Fuehrer read the report about the wolf Knight project, and he ordered to terminate the experimental plan. All the unfinished experiments were sent back to Germany. What the SS armored forces need is not a killer, we need high-quality grass-roots commanders of armored forces. "

A few days later, Ryan and Marcus stood in the square, together with all the other orphans from Germany, to attend their graduation ceremony. A total of 4000 orphans were sent to the secret training base of the Soviet Union, and now there are only 370 orphans left.

Ryan won the first place in the new wolf Knight academy because he killed wolf king wolf. Marcus survived to the end because he was lucky - the handsome Cossack boy wolf of the Soviet Union didn't catch up with his graduation because of the injured position.

"Hate me?" In the head of state's office, akado looked at the young man who had just recovered and asked softly, "I can arrange for you to go home... You should not be involved in the war at your age."

"May I not call you father? My head of state. " At last, the first sentence Ryan said was like this.

"Of course..." akado nodded, and then continued: "I can use the personal name to give you a compensation, you and your partners suffering is caused by my negligence, I can't make up for the dead, but I can let the living live in the sun."

"My head of state, I've killed children and women myself. If there is anyone in the world who should die in the dark, I think it's me." Ryan calmly said to akado: "but you saved my life, no matter how the process, you saved my life. I have indeed vowed to give my life for you - so please send me to the place where I am most in need. After the war, if I am still alive, my life will be mine. "

"You don't have to, because I'm the one who put you through so much. Ryan? Hart... Between you and me, even if you want to count, I owe you more. " Akado stared at the little boy with light freckles on his face and said, "if you want, go home now. Your life will always belong to you."

Raine laughed, very brilliant smile: "my head, I spent a few years learning how to kill, how to kill with peace of mind. I'm back home now. In the past few years, I've just been doing meaningless and sinful things like killing people. If I can fight for you, then at least my past sins have meaning, don't they? "

"..." akado looked at the stubborn little boy in front of him, and finally compromised: "general Reinhart, send this Ryan... To the third armored division. There is no need for special care. He has given too much special care in recent years. Give him a tank and let him fight for this country“ Yes! My Fuehrer Reinhardt just came in? Heidrich stood at attention, raised his arm and replied with a German salute. Then he took a look at the little boy with his back and thoughtfully led the boy out of the head of state's office. Raine's thoughts were interrupted here, because in front of his eyes, he was blown into a sea of fire by the Stuka 2 attack aircraft. In the dark smoke, a Stalin tank rushed out. On the turret of the tank, there was a black five pointed star“ Ryan! Come and fight Inside the turret of this Stalin tank, Wolff gritted his teeth and roared out his inner thoughts---------- This chapter is a free gift of nearly a thousand words. Because the content of the chapter is relatively long, don't worry if it is less than a thousand words. The extra words should not be charged, so long Ling has the courage to ask for a monthly ticket!