Chapter 410

21, dusk.

It snowed again, and it was the size of a baby's hand, heavy, almost vertical, falling from the air.

Thick snow flakes fell on the ground, making a "puff" sound.

In the woods where the God chariot was parked, on the bare branches, the Sparrows and rows of sparrows stood on the branches. Almost their big snowflakes fell down and hit their stupefied bodies. These poor birds soon turned into small white balls.

Joe stood by the gangway of the chariot and looked up at the sparrows.

"Now they're a little bit thinner. They don't have much meat." Gorkin stood next to Joe with a twig in his mouth and his head tilted. "A month ago, it was the best time. They ate fat and fat. After plucking their hair, they fried it, and the wine was the best."

"Oh, fried sparrow with wine? It's kind of interesting. Try it next time. " Wearing only an iron gray shirt and a military cap askew, with the buttons on his sleeves unbuttoned, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he stepped out of the chariot and stepped on the gangway.

"But if we talk about eating sparrow, I recommend sparrow, or its scientific name, yellow breasted bunting." "There's a huge group of yellow breasted bunting around the Hydra Everglades They are very delicious If we have a chance, we can go hunting in the Everglades. "

Waving his hand, salean said angrily, "OK, don't talk nonsense. Come up quickly. We're going back to the imperial capital There's a lot of trouble waiting for us. Especially you, Joe, you little bastard, you've given us a big problem. "

Joe spread out his hands and curled his mouth innocently.

He really didn't know. Why did he get into trouble with salean?

Gorkin laughed a few times Gorkin was very familiar with the old picture of salean. After spending so many years in the field corps of the Imperial Army, gorkin knew for a long time that many high-ranking generals in the imperial army were very formal and stereotyped, and once they entered the battlefield, they would quickly turn into such shameful faces.

Why is salean worried?

After communicating with those military judges, gorkin guessed the truth.

In this war, the test of new weaponry was extremely smooth, and with it, the Highlanders were beaten violently. It can be called an unprecedented brilliant victory.

Even, this victory is comparable to the one ten years ago when the imperial army completely annihilated the Lulai legion of Luxia empire in the great plain of lulai. Ten years ago, the lucians also lost miserably, but at least there was no loss of their high-level extraordinary combat power, and none of their senior generals.

And this time, how many high priests in the wolf Temple died?

How many tribal chiefs and nobles died?

In particular, the sixth level of extraordinary combat power, highlanders is a heavy loss!

Joe alone, he killed and captured so many sixth level extraordinary, and also captured a new chief of Xiaofeng tribe!

Not to mention how much military achievements gorkinson has made, Joe has made a lot of money in terms of military achievements this time, which even makes gorkin a little jealous.

If Joe were a teenager older and more experienced in the army, there would be no trouble.

But Joe was only eighteen years old, and he had no formal military qualifications at all!

Gorkin snickered and pulled lacho's sleeve. His brother followed salean side by side and walked down the gangway into the chariot.

Behind the two brothers, Mr. Spence, Marcos and others also followed closely.

A flash of light flashed across the whole body of the God chariot. The gangway was quickly retracted and the hatch was sealed. Accompanied by a slight "buzz", the chariot turned into a streamer and went straight up to the small valley on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

No words all the way.

Salean and a group of high-ranking generals of the army were together, and they did not know what they were discussing.

Joe and gorkin are sitting in the corner of the chariot of God. Under the surveillance of many secret guards of Hydra, no one dares to wander in the chariot

For nearly twenty hours, Joe, wrapped in his overcoat, lay down on the metal floor and had a good sleep. By the time he was shaken up by gorkin, the chariot had landed in the small valley where he had started.

A major general of the Military Justice Department came to Joe and gorkin, and threw them some papers which gave off the smell of ink. It was obvious that they had just been printed for a short time.

"Now, the confidentiality undertaking. Everyone, sign it Remember the above confidentiality regulations, about the God chariot, and this test of new weapons. These are military secrets, and it is strictly forbidden to disclose any information to the public. Boys, I don't want to see you in the court martial. "

At about nine o'clock in the evening on December 22, 1379, Joe and his party returned to the imperial capital.

As the party marched through the deserted streets, looking to reach Hyderabad palace, Salian stopped the reins and called out to Joe: "Joe, and your brother gorkin, you'll be early in the morning Well, it doesn't have to be early in the morning. I'd better take care of my subordinates. At noon, at noon, you can have a good night's rest. After lunch tomorrow, you can go to the Army Department to find me. "Salian left with a large team.

The major general of the military law office of the imperial army did not forget to point out his fingers before leaving, pointing to Joe, gorkin, and Mr. sgens behind them one by one.

The street was quiet again.

On the lamppost, a few gas lamps emit white light, which makes the street bright.

Three or five policemen in black uniforms, somewhat furtive, turned from the corner of the street and peeped in. But they are just looking around, and no one dares to really come over and ask what.

"It feels strange."

"The atmosphere of the imperial capital is not right The police, and the number of some people, is too much. "

Joe narrowed his eyes with a deep gleam in his eyes.

Dark vision, and the corresponding dark attributes of the power to start, in this dark night, Joe's five senses become extremely strong, he stood in the street, can see through the ten miles long street every move.

There are too many policemen near the main road of the capital.

In the dark corner, there are too many city fox squirrels, who are searching and spooky, shivering by the cold wind, but still staring at each other.

It is also possible that the police were driven out of the house by their superiors because the new year's celebration was approaching.

But these city fox squirrels, one by one, are unprofitable and can't get up early. They are lazy and tired to the extreme. In winter or at night, is there anyone on the street throwing money? How can they go out for activities?

"Something is wrong. Are the heroes of the imperial capital so diligent and courageous? So many policemen are on patrol, and they go out to find money in the evening? " Gorkin also found something wrong with the atmosphere in the capital.

"Has nothing to do with us?" Joe patted the new revolver hanging on his belt and grinned: "maybe something big happened to the emperor, but it has nothing to do with us..."

Joe's smile, a little weird.

Gorkin glanced at Joe, who had been very familiar with him since he was a child. "Hey, hey, you have a place in the imperial capital 158 Qingsong street, right? Take me there, take a hot bath and have a good meal Tut When you were in the imperial capital, you had a passion for art, especially poetry... "

Joe quickly interrupted gorkin: "no, I don't know If you want to find those ladies and ladies who are crazy about poetry and violin, you can go to the fourth University of imperial capital But you must not say there that you have something to do with me

"The fourth University of the imperial capital I've never been to the capital, but I've heard of it. " Gorkin's spirit was suddenly raised. His eyes were shining on Joe. He shook the reins and urged his mount to trot. He followed him closely: "the center of imperial art, the place where literati and scholars gather together Several of my old friends in port Tulun are full of longing for the fourth university. "

"There, it's also my dream place Why can't you say I have something to do with you? " Gorkin looked at Joe curiously, "what have you done?"

"I killed one of their famous students and beat up a bunch of them stupid Finally, I sent a group of famous professors to the Ministry of supervision Is that so? " Joe sighed heavily: "if you want to know the cause and effect, I'll tell you in detail when I'm in a good mood."

Gorkin spread out his hands and shook his head in amazement.

The brothers walked shoulder to shoulder in the front, followed by Mr. Spence and others.

A group of people were riding, chatting and laughing in a light voice. In the street with a slightly strange and tense atmosphere, and in the vigilant and tired eyes of the police and the city fox squirrels, they trotted all the way.

On the evening of the 22nd, at about ten thirty-three, Joe took gorkin back to 158 Qingsong street.

At 158 Qingsong street, all of a sudden, there was a riot.

Some of the old wits came out in a hurry, and Joe and gorkin cried out in surprise and joy.

"What? Has Hessen arrived? "

"Oh, oh, and Tifa and VIMA?"

"Aha, how long have I not seen my dear sisters?"

"Tifa must remember my brother who loved her most But Weima She must have forgotten me

Joe was ok, but gorkin couldn't hold back his emotions. He put his legs on the horse and ran into it.

Several family guards led the way in a hurry, and led gorkin all the way to the small building where Joe lived.

Hessen, wrapped in a white bear fur coat and with a big cigar in his mouth, stood steadily at the door of the building. The bright light came from behind him, and his front was hidden in the shadow.

"Where, where, where, who is this little fellow?"

"Ha, isn't this gorkin, my son who thinks he's a hero? Let me see how many shots you've been shot in! "Hessen opened his arms and rushed to gorkin with a gust of wind. He slipped him off his horse and held him in his arms.

"Asshole, see you little bastard alive Well, um... "

Hessen raised his right fist and punched gorkin's head twice.

His voice became soft: "it's good to live. You don't want to be short of arms and legs, right? Well, very good

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