——That day, a huge fire broke out in the inner city, and the sky was burned red.
——That day, people stood up in the wind of freedom, ushering in a new dawn.
The sun pushed away the thick fog of the night, the day-long rainstorm stopped, and the sky seemed to be dyed golden red.
People seemed to walk into the bright spring sunshine in an instant, ending the long winter.
The rebels roared - Bai Xiong was dead. They rushed through the dormant mechanical army, broke into the pure white land of the inner city, and climbed over this insurmountable holy mountain, as if they had overthrown an era.
The core energy that was like a beating heart was picked up by the strongest melee fighter - Clone Ming.
In the palm of his hand, the core energy looked like a bright red heart.
The light of dawn, symbolizing the dawn, fell into his palm, shining brightly.
All darkness will vanish.
People cheered and planted the blood-red and white-striped "Flame" flag on top of Bai Xiong's mechanical floating city, like planting an inextinguishable torch.
Amid the torrent of steel, people's figures are like the guarding galaxy.
——There was only one figure, a figure lying in the wilderness. She closed her eyes and no one cared.
“Hoo…Hoo…”
Su Mingan's vision became increasingly distorted, and severe hallucinations and auditory hallucinations interfered with his brain.
The biting wind carrying the smell of blood swept past him. He stumbled towards the sun, with blood spilling all along the road behind him.
Dawn was breaking.
Through the brilliant dawn, he seemed to hear the sounds of joy in the distance and see the flag waving in the sun. It was so bright that countless blood evaporated on the flag.
Not far away was the residential area of the outer city. People were wearing thick cotton clothes, holding bowls and chopsticks, and looking out towards the inner city. The smell of fireworks came from every household, and the aroma of sweet potatoes and potatoes floated in the streets.
What was shown on the TV screen was no longer bloody and cruel executions and human wailing, but people dancing on the ruins with victory flags flying.
——They won.
The sound of the guitar was carried by the wind to thousands of homes. Someone picked up the traveler's music score and played beautiful tunes.
“Hoo…Hoo…”
Su Mingan stumbled forward - forward - towards the rising sun.
His shirt was torn by bullet damage and hung wetly on his body. The golden emblem on his shoulder, representing his leadership, shone brightly in the sun.
He still wore the old cloak she had given him, stained with her blue blood.
Under his extreme mental disorder, the pollution of his body continued to spread and interfered with his brain. Fragments of memory that did not belong to him flashed through his mind. They were fragments of memory of the original body, Eleven. They kept emerging like a surging sea, plundering his vision.
He saw - several years ago, young Eleven was wearing a mask and walking in the alley.
Eleven met a girl whose body was covered with scars from domestic violence.
"It's a money-losing product! It's a money-losing product!"
"Hehe, sister is a money-loser!"
The children's voices were full of malice, and they pushed the girl down, and she fell into the water. She endured it silently.
However, Eleven took the girl's hand and said to her gently:
"——You are not a resource, what is your name?"
"Alisa." The girl raised her head, her expression calm.
"——Very good, you must remember that you are the free and independent Elisa." Eleven warned.
He taught her how to use a gun and how to fold paper roses. Later, due to changes in the war situation, he left.
Before leaving, he gave the girl a set of black clothes and told her that if she wanted to escape one day, she should disguise herself as an adult man.
Later, the girl's father wanted to hand her over to the inner city, but she tried desperately to escape and someone saved her.
He is the leader of the rebels, and he said his name is Su Ming'an.
She fought for him using the marksmanship that Eleven had taught her.
She folded paper roses using the technique Eleven had taught her.
She gave him the black rebel uniform, returning it to its rightful owner.
It turned out to be a girl that Eleven had saved earlier.
She grew into an independent and autonomous soul, her name was Alisa.
…
[“My name is Alisa, a free and independent Alisa.”
"Big brother, you give me a very familiar feeling, have we... known each other before?"
…
Countless fragments of memory flashed through Su Mingan's mind. His body seemed empty, filled with only the cold rain.
With a plop, he fell to the ground.
He could no longer see the dense barrage of bullets flying past in the upper right corner. The severe pain and coldness stimulated his brain. He dragged his body, and it seemed that with every movement, the nerves, muscles, and blood vessels involved were almost burst.
He heard the bloody cries from every corner of his body.
In the blurry shadows,
He saw countless Elisa.
He saw Elisa practicing shooting in the underground camp with bright eyes.
Seeing her folding paper roses with such concentration,
I saw her praising the sun in the passage, with the innocence of a child.
I saw her in the old-fashioned villa, her golden hair fluttering in the wind, her smile sweet and bright, looking forward to a better future.
Her eyes met his for a long time, like the gaze between an organism and a human, or like the communication between humans.
"If, I mean if, if one day, we really achieve peace, can I always listen to you play the piano?"
"Big brother, will you save us?"
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