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Snow falling from the sky and landed on Charles's hair.
He looked down at the pale face in a pool of blood, looked at him with difficulty breathing, and finally into a white heat of the mist, rising from the nose and mouth, into the sky, and the wind condenses into frost, fall silent will gradually freezing cold blood.
Make up face twitching pain.
Soldier groan, staring at Charles, exhausted efforts to reach out and wanted to touch him. Lips weak opening and closing, can not hear the sound.
"To insist on it."
Charles forced to hold his hand, felt the biting cold, chill penetrate into the bone, making him panic: "I immediately find someone, you hold on for a while ...... ...... here there is a Doctor!!"
In the hustle and bustle, only the distant moan in response.
As if the endless snow fall from the sky, bathed the entire permafrost, on the plains after the war, the war has not been extinguished, the bodies may have been cold thoroughly.
Thousands of people? Or thousands of people?
For their own new country, fall in this war, the fall in the hell would freeze to cold places, death looking up at the sky, until the powder snow covering their face.
Medic staggered walk through the plains, there will be a gas onto a stand, then use a sword will pierce the heart of a hopeless.
This person was going to die, you do not have to languish.
Charles cries were drowned out fine snow, no one answered. Not far behind him, the wolf whistle smoking a cigarette, wrapped in his coat will, just looked at, but said nothing.
Charles grim sight back, but saw the dying man's smile.
As if heaven in sight.
"Ah, ah, ah ...... divine son."
He shook Charles's hand, dry mouth opening and closing, the exhaustion of the last effort implore: "Please give me salvation ...... ......"
Charles opened his mouth, but do not know what to say, he could not bear to escape the man's attention, anxious to organize the wording, in the end, only silent nod.
Bust crippled soldiers smile, like finally got accepted acquiescence.
Heaven's door opened in front of his cave.
He closed his eyes meet.
Last breath dissipate.
No longer temperature.
Charles let go, looked at his arm falls solidified pool of blood, even if it is dead, but still can palm a virtual holding, clutching what seemed invisible hope.
For a moment, Charles saw.
Subtle shadows from that person's body rise up, just like the last of his nose and mouth to reveal a white mist, slowly rising into the sky went.
not one.
Are hundreds.
Numerous vague silhouette flying in the sky, into the invisible door.
Like really walked into the kingdom of heaven.
Charles illusion that again, he can see his hands, but found no blood in the illusion - that is true - when he can see again, but out of sight.
They had already left.
Manjuan only snow, covering the battlefield, to eliminate the last traces.
"That is it true?"
Charles stared blankly at the sky.
Wolf whistle puzzled, "What?"
"……Do not."
Charles shook his head, self-deprecating smile, withdrew sight: "No, nothing."
Wolf whistle sigh, handing me a pack of cigarettes.On the battlefield shortage of supplies, food distribution per capita, only two coat one, turn change into, but this is not only limited supply.
Poor quality of tobacco produced in Tianzhu East after holding a guillotine chopped, after a simple grilled, thin and rough on white paper bag, not even the filter element.
"Unfortunately, no wine."
Charles lit a cigarette, took a deep, acrid smoke poured into the heart, like sandpaper scraping the throat, swallowing gravel brought the same pain.
Smoke erupted from the nose and mouth, into the sky.
Whether the soul fly to those places to go out?
Charles could not help but think.
"Relax some of it, this is war." Wolf whistle on his shoulder: "not the first, nor the last time, but certainly in the future there will be more.
If the day does not recognize countries that change happen here, then the war would last one day. "
"I know."
"But you have to understand." Wolf whistle sigh, "This is the first number of the? Came all the way, you're trying to save how many?
You are a leader, you are their hopes, but you are not a medic. Give it up, you can not save everyone, but you can make them a worthy death. "
Charles was silent, for a long time, asked softly: "? I believe that is what they really divine son of it."
"Correct."
"I can not."
Charles shook his head: "I know I'm not, I'm a dime and shit God had nothing to do, He never loved me."
Wolf whistle silently thinking for a long time, finally found the answer:
"Then you might not be his own, right?"
Charles did not speak.
Wolf whistle got a little disappointed shrug, "I thought it was a good joke."
"Mr. Gaius Where?" Charles will be stubbed out the cigarette, suddenly asked, "some things I want to find him."
Wolf whistle thought and said:. "He should now be very busy."
"I know."
Charles looked back, staring at the huge snow-covered battlefield: "divine son of this kind of thing, for it is here, there is no sense I do not want only a mascot, a wolf whistle.."
"Gaius can not agree with your war." Wolf whistle answered bluntly: "You are a symbol, Charles, you are to prove the existence of miracles, you have lofty.
If you entered the war, then, other countries have reason to dispatch their scepter and natural disasters weapons, there may be even the saints ...... Gaius because you can not allow impulse to roll up its sleeves and open dry. "
Then he pointed to the end of the battlefield.
In the camp at the end of the line of sight distance, the huge fluctuations in the distant Ethernet rising toward the sky,
Beckons self-existence.
"See what? We can not be passive."
Wolf Flute said: "Whoever can not help, who will lose."
"Rest assured, I will not."
Charles self-deprecating smile, looked down at the snow and the cold blood of a face, softly whisper: "I just feel I should have to help a little busy on ...... even not at all good."
- -
Three hours later, Hakusan Institute.
The room was not heat the cold, cold heart twitch of the people, even the houses are just built, only four wind. Burning stove in the corner of the room, but did not provide any temperature.
Old people sitting on edge of the table, wrapped in a thick coat,Holding a cup of hot water, but one cold tremble.
Stillness, no one spoke.
They were silent, looking at the drawings on the table, concentrate, did not miss any loopholes and errors.
Footsteps sounded from a distance, a young fellow opened the door, ran in, bulging arms. Weather in the snow, he ran a sweat, sweat on his face was frozen, almost frozen stiff.
"Curry is only so much, I take all came."
His gray 'ingots' bosom on the table, that the thickness of the thumb 'iron ingots' falls on the table, collide with each other, it sent a clear voice.
Molten lead, all molten lead.
Old people looked molten lead on the table, looked at each other:
"What really feasible?"
"This idea has never been thought, the principle is very simple, no problem."
"There before a similar design, but also a lot of ills. Moreover, we lack a better alloy formula."
"We conducted a holy city for technological blockade, if we want to own research, then also need four years."
"The idea is very good, but we do not have that much time."
"According to this design, produce a number of prototypes out of it. Maxim, where you are more adequate human, about how long?"
"Those who come just to recruit an apprentice carpenter and blacksmith also be trained to come in handy if you want qualified prototype, probably about three months."
Behind the table, Charles silently listening to their views, for a long time, slowly shaking his head: ".. Not need that long if you think there is no problem, now you can."
"right now?"
"Ah, now."
Charles nodded, expand the palm of your hand.
Clear voice rang out.
Suddenly as if an earthquake comes, tables and chairs shock voice sounded on the glass on the wall suddenly collapse countless fissures, falling apart. Old people looked at each other, could not help but want to retreat.
collapse!
Suddenly collapsed in a chair, sitting on top of people fell a staggering, stunned looked up, only to see a gold nail break the shackles, to invest in that one hand.
Wind sounded.
The gray mist, dust from flowing from the window, the side converge at Charles, vaguely see numerous coarse metal particles.
Wind whistling, he poured down the windows of the room, but they were not the slightest chill.
Because in the palm of the birth of that, but the overriding temperature above the lava.
Like a furnace.
Birth and death of countless alchemical matrix in an instant, with the mobilization that brought together five fingers, forming abstract furnace. Dazzling pure white flame which brewing, enough to completely evaporate the moment the whole room temperatures that are bound in one hand.
Just leaked a trace of hot Italian, will make the room hot and soon out of breath. So that those elderly beard curled back into the corner.
Steel into which becomes liquid, the impurities flash evaporation.
Then, numerous fine dust influx of where it was hidden deep in the permafrost of mineral dusts in. The invisible hand will pick them from the soil, put in the oven, with the terror that temperature for smelting.
Heating, beat, purification, molding, further machining, forging, quenching ......
Suddenly, long process overnight.Charles in the hands of a dying fire dozens of parts have been cast molding, collide with each other, friction, patchwork, combinations, eventually forming a prototype creation.
With the grip of a strange iron pipe.
"All right."
Charles put it on the table: "If there is no error, now we can be tested."
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