When Fafnier and the skeletons drove tanks and armored vehicles into London, facing the burning London, the skeletons were stunned...
Favnier had known for a long time what kind of activities the vampire soldiers would do in London, so this guy was not surprised at all. To be honest, it was quite difficult to express surprise to a group of cartoon-like characters being massacred by another group of cartoon-like characters into mosaics...
However, for the skeleton grenadiers who actually appeared in the real third-dimensional image in this world, seeing civilians who were "real" in their eyes were massacred by vampires, it really broke the lower limit of these dead ghosts who were soldiers of the National Defense Army during their lifetime.
The vampires laughed wildly with guns, bayonets, claws and teeth killing the civilians in London. Whether it is men, women, elderly or children, these vampires all gave them equal death and turned them into vague flesh and blood - in Favnier's eyes, they were piles of mosaics...
"This is a group of gangsters...Favnier. They are just a group of low-level murderers and gangsters, just like the special operations team we saw on the Eastern Front." Carl's skeleton turned around and said to Favnier, and the skeletons on one side gathered over to make a Kata sound in agreement.
"That's right, just a group of timid cowards and bandits. Carl, Longkinus, you fought all the way to Berlin like me. Shuttkehaojian, Yang, you have fought on the Eastern Front for a long time. Take a look and recall. Have you ever seen any face in them on any battlefield on any of the Eastern Front or on any street on any of the Berlin?" Favnier asked without turning back.
"You haven't seen it, too, I am. They are just a group of deserters who dare not go to the battlefield. In Stalingrad, in Kursk, in Belarus, in East Prussia, and in Berlin, I have never seen any of them! The Wrathful SS? Karl, the worst Wrathful guys we have ever seen on the Eastern Front, at least they dare to face the Yugoslav guerrillas. Who like them can only show their courage on civilians now? To become an inhuman monster, they dare to come out and use this power to kill civilians... The real good man has died on the battlefield, and what is left is this kind of thing."
"But this group of waste can't laugh to the end... Look, someone over there is also killing these vampires..." Favnier pointed a little at the distant place with his chin.
The red flames flashed in the skeletons' eyes. They saw a man from the east killing the vampires with more inhuman power and speed in front of him, as weak as mortals in front of vampires.
"Is the monsters war? Hahaha, look at ourselves, this is almost the same as we describe." The smiling skeleton soldiers picked up the guns in their hands and used precise crossfire to kill the vampires chasing the citizens of London to ashes. Looking at the more terrifying eyes of the citizens who escaped in front of them, the skeletons sighed silently.
"Favnier, we are going to retire..." The skeleton of Shuttkehaojian, carrying a charred flamethrower, spoke with his upper and lower jaws trembling.
"Yeah........."
"Our war ended fifty-five years ago... It's just a little unwilling feeling that made us wake up again. Now, we have seen that our enemies of our contemporary era have also disappeared. This is no longer our war years. The enemies, companions, and even the empire are all outdated and vanished. It's time for us to retire, Favnier. We know you are different from us. Please forgive us, we should leave..." Carl on another tiger king said.
"Is that right... I'm leaving." Favnier leaned against his tiger king and looked at the skeletons and sighed.
"Goodbye, my comrades." The skeletons sighed silently.
"Goodbye, you guys." Favnier still leaned against the tank and waved.
The skeletons still lined up in an orderly manner to salute, then spread out and turned around, and drove away in their own tanks or armored trucks.
As the tanks and trucks gradually started, the appearance of these tanks and trucks gradually began to age, corrode, and weather... Finally, as the sound of the engine gradually became lighter, the tanks and skeletons turned into dust in the wind together. At this time, the gentle "Lily Marian" song sounded at some point, and the singing became lighter and lighter, turning into whimper in the wind......
Favnier never gave up his return gift until the song and the breeze were destroyed at the same time.
He climbed into the front of his Tiger King, sat there, and drew a cigarette in his hand. Favnier did not smoke. In the years of World War II, he always exchanged his own cigarettes with his companions for other things. Today, he took out the cigarette for the first time and held it in his mouth, but he did not light it, and just held it in his mouth with the cigarette in his mouth.
No Londoner or vampire dared to approach this lonely Tiger King tank. Favnier stayed alone in the tank and stared at him until the barking of the dog in the tank woke him up.
Favnier casually kneaded the cigarette into a ball, raised his head and looked at the airship in the sky.
"This world has been invaded by other worlds... It's very interesting to coincide. I just didn't expect that there is still a world that absorbs other small worlds in this void... There seems to be fewer and fewer vampires, and some more powerful 'thing' has arrived......"
Favnier looked up at the airship, and the outer wall of the airship began to explode, "Major? This coward's commander seems to be in trouble too...well, go and have a look."
He jumped off the tank, and the Tiger King disappeared with the sudden wind. Favnier also took a step forward and disappeared on the ground. A white puppy barked and jumped, also disappearing in the air.
Favnier passed through the corridor of the airship that began to burn, passed the corpse of the werewolf captain who was lying on the ground in the hall. At the door of the final command hall, Favnier stopped and leaned leisurely against the door frame to look at the view inside - a man tattooed with Arhat Buddhas all over the place. This man was busy placing a small device on the transparent wall in front of him, and behind the wall was the fat major slowly loading the bullet into his hand.
The major saw Favnier leaning against the door frame and waved his hand happily, as if he was just saying hello, and then made a gesture of "Don't interfere with me". The tattooed man didn't care at all. He turned his head and glanced at Favnier, and still started the work in his hand, "No matter whether you are a vampire or not, I will talk about it when I finish the work."
Favnier showed a sarcastic smile at the major. He didn't want to see what the major would end. "Anyway, there is only one ending for the timid madman, and... this guy had actually 'dead' fifty-five years ago. All that was left was just an obsession..." With this idea, Favnier also made a "goodbye" gesture to the major and turned around and left.
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