I looked at the girl crying and talking on the ground, opened my arms and shouted, "Oh my god, this lady lying on the ground catching a bomb with one hand, what story are you telling me now? I am very grateful to you for letting me know the past of this city, but can you please take care of the situation? You are the enemy! OK."
15 minutes ago.
Half of Difa's body was blown to pieces, and he fell weakly behind the pulpit. Red liquid continued to flow from his body, but he dared not make any sound.
I seemed to sense something and suddenly appeared like a ghost to her right. Tifa seemed to sense the murderous aura and turned his head to the right mechanically. I looked into his eyes and laughed horribly: "Haha! Found you, monster!"
Tifa looked at my knife and laughed horribly, then burst into tears. "Waaaaa! Don't kill me. I've never killed anyone before. Don't kill me, Chief."
I was suddenly overwhelmed. It was the first time I'd seen someone cry after being infected. Li jumped in front of her, pointed a gun at her, and said speechlessly, "You said you didn't kill anyone, so what about all those people hanging on the wall? Do you think I'll let you go just because you cry?"
Karenina, Lucia and others also rushed over.
Karenina thought about the infected person's words: "It looks like you know us?"
Lucia looked at the crying Tifa and said, "Commander, let's hear what he has to say first! She's definitely not capable of fighting in her current state anyway."
Liv: "It's true that we might be able to get some information out of him, but we have to be careful not to get caught off guard."
Tifa cried like a little girl, "I won't kill you. I won't do anything. I know you. You are the heroes of the last battle. The whole world knows you. It's not surprising that I, an infected person, know you, right?"
I asked in confusion, "What do you mean when you say you didn't kill anyone? Didn't you create those monsters outside? Didn't you kill the human corpses hanging on the wall?"
Tifa cried, "Will you listen to my explanation? I saw you coming here, and since you're the chief, I thought you could definitely help me. But you didn't even come in and just threw bombs. And those people who became puppets were just controlled by my mental attacks. I can change them back! And they broke into my place first? This is my country. It's so unreasonable. Wow! Those people hanging on the wall are just damp and infested with insects because they were placed on the ground. And the people hanging there were soldiers who used to guard the country. There's too little embalming material in the church, so I can only keep one body from rotting as much as possible. Ah! How did I do it wrong?"
I thought those infected bodies outside only had distorted faces, but they were still alive, and it seemed they could change back. I bombed their house in the first place, and it seemed that I was wrong. In an instant, I was wrong. It seemed like, uh! I was a little speechless.
Then Tifa started telling her story on the ground, but honestly, I felt something was wrong. I was here to solve a problem, why should I listen to someone else's story? And there was no point in just telling it.
I slowly approached Tifa and knelt on the ground, holding Tifa's face with both hands, and placed the helmet against his forehead to prepare for the connection.
Lucia said hurriedly: "Commander, if you do this, your mind beacon will be contaminated."
Liv consoled him, "Miss Tifa, if you really wanted to harm the Commander, you would have done it long ago. And if anything were to happen, don't we still have you?"
Lucia heard that Liv had calmed down, and I gradually entered Tifa's sea of consciousness and saw the former Maria City.
Inside the church two years later.
The head priest said in a panic, "Tifah! Hurry up and bandage this wounded man."
I quickly put down the blood-stained plate in my hand, rushed over, walked to the side of the head pastor, and looked at the wounded in front of me. The iron pieces and minced meat were stuck together. In this case, I should find a doctor. I could only help him bandage the wounds.
The head pastor said: "After we finish this, the children will also need help." The whole lobby was in chaos. Cars kept bringing in new wounded people, and we brothers had to act as nurses and keep busy.
At first, we were all scared when we saw this bloody scene, but the head pastor took the lead, so we had to start doing it and gradually got used to it.
I quickly bandaged the wounded man and immediately went to deliver food to the place where the children were staying at the back of the church. The places in the entire church where some decorations were originally placed were all replaced with beds. As a result, there were still not enough beds, so our dormitory was directly converted into a ward. Now we nuns basically all sleep on the floor in the lobby.
The entire city’s medical system has collapsed, but the infected body is still invading at a very fast rate, and it is estimated that it will arrive here in a few days.
I delivered meals to these children just like I did two years ago, but the meals were no longer rich and delicious. Each person could only get two slices of dry bread and a cup of water mixed with impurities. We nuns could only eat one slice of bread and half a cup of water for each meal. This situation had lasted for two weeks.
But most of the children understood the current situation. They were all quietly eating the food in their hands and whispering to each other, but there was no smile on their faces. I could only sigh with a sad face.
Ruante came over at this time, helped me push the dining cart, and helped me distribute the food: "Ms. Tifa, you have been working for many days, and you haven't slept for two days, right? You have been overworked in order to take care of the wounded. You should take care of your health more."
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