Chapter 1239

In the distant loudspeaker, the German language repeated over and over again: "the train to Nomenkan is about to start! Please be careful on the platform The war seems to have gone far away. After all, the peace talks between the United States and Germany are coming to an end, but everything around us still stubbornly adheres to the scene of the war era, just like the stubborn old man is not willing to change with the changes of the times. From time to time, we can see the submarine floating out of the Atlantic Ocean, a ship sailing towards the European continent in the sea breeze. Its speed is not fast, because this two-year war has ended in this land. There are no deadly torpedoes, no roaring fighter planes, and only scarred people are left to adapt to their new life. A man with a clear furrow on his face is carrying a light yellow pure leather suitcase. He is wearing a suit with a body surface, but the expression on his face can't tell his current mood. The sea breeze blew on him, making his clothes shake, but he still stood like a sculpture, motionless by the rail of the ship's side, watching the sea in front of him. The war is gone, or, for this man, he doesn't know if it's gone. He has several names, and has even forgotten his original name. But he clearly remembers many things, those things that happened around him, that is his story, that is his own war. Once upon a time, he had a boss whose name didn't matter, but he had a very famous code named "poison". Code named "beggar", he squatted next to the residence of poison to cover his boss who was lurking in the heart of the enemy. But on that day, the poison died, right in front of him, ugly and humble. He continued his mission, took over the poison spy network, and worked hard until two days ago. Now that the war is over, he, a retired spy, can finally go back to his hometown to have a look. People around you are no longer deadly enemies. You don't have to pretend to be different every day to deceive all the people who pass you by. It's really good. It makes people yearn for the coming peace. But what makes the beggar most happy is that he can finally send some relics left by the poison back to Berlin, Germany - this is a mission, a mission more important than his life that he must accomplish. As a spy who has been lurking in the enemy for a long time, there are too many things more important than his own life, which makes the beggar feel at ease, so that he can stand there and let the sea breeze blow his cheek---------------- To advertise my new book: "our world war", please collect, recommend tickets, reward and leave a message! Thank you for your support! Tonight, the Dragon Spirit Knight's my third empire is coming to an end, and the next book will be reborn!