Zhou Lin - Chapter 226 Farewell

Boris, whose full name is Boris Sidor Morozov, was born in an ordinary family in Double Eagle County.

He has an average appearance, average IQ and average physique. When he was growing up, he never showed any particularly outstanding talents.

Of course, he is not a capable person.

Such an ordinary person has now become the leader of one of the largest resistance organizations in the world, the Iron-Blooded Alliance, and may even realize greater ambitions in the near future.

To be honest, even in his own eyes, this was a bit unbelievable.

But this is reality…

Looking back on his life, if we had to find something special about him that would give him an inevitable cause of his current situation, it would probably be…luck.

Most people think they can tell what is good luck and what is bad luck, but in fact they may not.

For example, when Boris was eighteen years old, one day, his parents were suddenly hit and killed by the son of a federal official while racing, and it was clear that the other party was driving drunk and speeding through three red lights. As a result, after some operation, they were slightly Losing some money is no big deal, but Boris’s parents became the main responsible party… This certainly seems to be bad luck.

But thinking about it on the other hand, if not for this incident, Boris would not have dropped out of school and joined the Iron-Blooded Alliance; if his parents had not died, he would have embarked on a completely different life path.

For another example, in the year when the Battle of Cochin broke out, Boris, who was worthy of being promoted to a sergeant, was seriously injured by a stray bomb as soon as he entered the battlefield. What was even more coincidental was that he happened to meet a newly arrived medical soldier that day. The recruit Danzi was frightened as soon as he entered the battlefield, which delayed his treatment. Originally, in this era of extremely advanced medicine, Boris’s injury, although serious, could still be restored to combat capability in a short period of time, but He was so stunned that he had to lie in the rear for several months due to that guy’s treatment… This seemed to be bad luck too.

But thinking about it conversely, if this were not the case, Boris might not be able to survive to the end of the battle. Even if he survived to the end of the battle, he might become a prisoner and die in a more painful way somewhere else.

Of course, there is another typical example: on the day of the Iron Curtain, he happened to be on a business trip in Africa and escaped.

There is no doubt that the reason for his business trip is not good. In the tight war situation at that time, among all the lieutenant colonels in the Iron-Blooded Alliance, only Boris was not entrusted with actual duties. In fact, since he was promoted to this position, he has been transferred here and there all day long, and Other organizations “exchange work experiences”.

The reason why the superiors didn’t use him was very simple… This guy was good at everything, but he was really lacking in ability.

There is no problem with his loyalty, after all, he and the Federation are mortal enemies; his qualifications are also sufficient. After so many years, those of his generation who can still breathe, even if they are disabled, are already generals. He should be A lieutenant colonel is not too much.

The only problem with Boris is that his ability is, in Zi Lin’s words, mediocre.

However, it was this mediocrity and a series of coincidences that pushed him to his current position.

If History were a talk show actor, then what happened to Boris should be regarded as one of the actor’s most commonly used humor formulas. We can even see similar shadows in many emperors – no matter those emperors How they take their achievements for granted in history books.

In short, all the bad luck that Boris encountered before seems to have become a blessing in disguise now.

But… is this the final outcome?

Obviously not.

Boris’s saga has just begun.

In the early morning of November 1st, his luck helped him again.

The purge of the Counter Cross was in full swing that night. The commander-in-chief of the Cossack Rangers Hanna Medvedeva, who was allied with him, the commander of the Berber Soul Uvitunma, the leader of Yashan Xiahouyan, and A special operations team that was almost the last elite force of the Federation… was all eliminated that night.

Only Boris relied on the advantage that he was not a capable person and had no distinguishing characteristics. He managed to escape from the combat zone under the desperate escort of several subordinates.

He disguised himself and easily blended in with the civilians. He left the place afterwards and contacted the organization.

After that night, he became the only remaining leader of the resistance organization besides Zi Lin, and he immediately made the actions of the Counter Cross public and exposed the clone leader trick of the Counter Cross.

For a time, the whole world was shocked and angry.

At the moment when the Federation was about to fall, Zi Lin, a man under the banner of the Sixth Empire, committed such atrocities in order to usurp the world. He killed all the resistance leaders who were regarded as heroes by the civilians. Where will anyone support him?

In this way, the members of the Anti-Cross, who were already sparse in number and without any substantial military power, became the target of public criticism; the resistance organizations elected Boris to become the general leader of all organizations, leading them to sign an armistice agreement with the Federation, and both sides devoted all their efforts. All forces launched operations around the world to search and exterminate members of the Anti-Cross.

About a year later, Zi Lin and those members of the Anti-Cross either died or disappeared from the world, and there was no sign of Anti-Cross activities in the world.

Not long after that, the top federal officials, who had been secretly colluding with Boris, finally made a gesture of unconditional surrender and submission on the surface after negotiating the interests of both parties.

Boris became the first leader of the new government. Some people who were defeated in the internal struggle at the top of the federation were pushed out to fill the public’s anger, while the remaining ones were slowly washed away by public opinion and still retained their status. position in the new government.

The world is at peace again.

Boris has since reached the pinnacle of his life and has become the most powerful person on the planet. He has endless wealth and beauties, enjoys fine clothing and food every day, and plays every night…

later……

He didn’t know what happened next.

Because his daydream ends here.

When he had the above dream, K and Solid had already eliminated all the guards around him and Hannah almost silently.

By the way, Hannah was also having a dream similar to Boris during this period.

After confirming that there were no surviving or hidden guards, Solid left, because Shadow Weaver, who had sneaked into the city ten minutes ago, had already sent several coordinates, indicating that most of the scouts she was tracking were there. When encountering a battle, Solid had to follow him to see what was going on, so as not to miss the death of any important person.

Not long after, at the bridge end, apart from K who was watching from a distance with a sniper, only Che Wuchen was left… and two corpses who died in daydreams.

Che Wuchen did not let those two people suffer too much. With his current ability, he could not only make multiple people fall into daydreams at the same time, but also kill people in dreams.

To put it simply, as long as he makes someone dream that he is drowning, that person will suffocate in reality. Therefore, what he is doing now is to make those two people suddenly die in their dreams.

After confirming that he had obtained two whole corpses, Che Wuchen slid off the roof of the car, sat on the hood, and took out a pack of cigarettes.

He knocked out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and picked up the lighter.

The fire can’t be lit.

That damn sea breeze was certainly a reasonable explanation, but Che Wuchen had an inexplicable premonition at this moment.

His intuition was very accurate. A few seconds later, a steady hand stretched out from the darkness and held a lit lighter in front of him.

Che Wuchen raised his head slightly and saw Jack’s weathered face in the firelight.

Ha… He chuckled, holding the cigarette between his fingers, leaning his head forward a little, and letting Jack light the cigarette for him.

You did it quite neatly. Have you ever considered becoming a killer? Jack did not put away the lighter immediately, but lit a cigarette for himself.

Uh- Che Wuchen blew out the smoke. He did not answer Jack’s question, but asked instead, You didn’t come here specifically to praise me, right?

Jack also took a puff of his cigarette and responded unhurriedly: Then what do you think I’m here for?

Ha… Che Wuchen smiled again, with a bitter smile, They should be here to kill me.

It’s true that someone is going to kill you, Jack replied, but not me.

Oh? Che Wuchen said, Who is that?

What do you think? Jack also answered the questions with questions again and again.

But Che Wuchen really thought of the answer as soon as he asked: Yeah… I understand.

Che Wuchen didn’t say anything more about this issue, nor did he turn around to look, or make any evasive movements, because he knew that since he was already in K’s sight at the moment, it was useless to do anything. .

Indeed… to deal with my ability, long-distance sniping is the most correct way. Che Wuchen dusted off the cigarette ashes and continued, Then… are you here to say goodbye to me? Or is there something else? What do you want to say?

After getting to know each other, it’s appropriate to say goodbye. Jack said, Besides…don’t you want to ask why you want to die?

No need, I know the reason. Che Wuchen said, taking another puff of cigarette, Fuck – I’m not so naive as to think that I can live until Zi Lin ascends the throne, and then become the ‘King of Agents’ of the Sixth Empire. ‘Whatever… But you, I don’t understand, why can you live longer than me?

Because I still have some things to do. Jack’s answer was concise and to the point.

Yeah. Che Wuchen nodded thoughtfully. In the smoke, his eyes became complicated and his tone became very tired. I’m sorry for you… He threw away the cigarette butt and shouted at Jack. He smiled and said, Then I wish you good luck.

puff–

The next second, a silenced sniper bullet arrived as expected, passing through Che Wuchen’s skull, ending his life instantly.

After finishing this shot, K in the distance put down his sniper rifle and stopped aiming at anything – his mission tonight had been completed.

And Jack just finished smoking silently, threw away the cigarette butt, and walked into the darkness again.