The man felt his head hurt even more. He raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp. He asked Gies for a glass of vodka. The blonde girl sat next to him and sipped the second martini. She blinked at him with her blue eyes. Suddenly He opened his mouth and said, "I heard there's going to be a mission."
"……Task."
Giese behind the bar reminded: "Yes, Captain. A few minutes ago, instructions came from the Silver Mine Branch. A candidate appeared in Poland. Our Polish branch is required to prepare for battle. Once the candidate's geographical location is determined Just enter the protection procedure. I have summoned the team members back according to your order. The vehicles are also ready and ready to go at any time."
The blond man suddenly remembered that there should be more people in the room. He looked back and saw nine men sitting around the small round table. Nine muscular men with vague faces. Those must be his team members. He murmured Said: "Is that so? There are thirteen of us, right? In that battle, everyone died. Only me, Geese and Eva survived..."
"What are you talking about, Captain?" Little Loli opened her eyes wide. "This is my second mission. I must not mess it up again. Are you saying these words to scare me on purpose? Damn it."
The men in the room laughed. The bar was noisy and warm. The Polish branch rarely performed important tasks. Everyone was gearing up and waiting for the order to fight. At this time, the phone rang. The man suddenly remembered that there was a weapon hidden on the side of the bar. The second red telephone. It is the dedicated line used by the headquarters to issue orders. The ringing of the phone can only mean one thing.
The bar immediately fell silent. Keith turned off the record player, took off the phone receiver and put it on the terminal of the confidential line. Didi's password verification sound sounded for a few seconds. The line was connected. A huge projection screen appeared on the wall. Presentation Photos and detailed information of the candidates were shown. Eva read: "Estonian. Born in Kuressaare. Male. Height 181 cm. Weight 75 kg. No military background. Educational level... Eh. The color of this person's eyes. How strange."
"Amber iris, also called cat eye color, is a very rare recessive gene expression in whites or mixed-race children." The blond man looked at the photo on the screen and said to himself. "Terry, it's you..."
"His name is not Captain Terry. His name is Taryn Jean Sopeyarov." Eva corrected.
The man replied: "He is Terry. Your network operator. His nickname is 'The Clown'." He suddenly remembered a lot of things... There should be a door opposite the bar. The paint on one door fell off to reveal the wood background. The double door will open in a few minutes. The special correspondent from the ghost headquarters will lead several soldiers into the bar and tell the members of the Polish branch that the operation has officially begun. Thirty-six hours later. Twelve Polish branch members In the southern Polish city of Czestochowa, the members encountered a terrifying enemy they had never encountered in their lives. A Son of God from the Lucifer branch of the Brotherhood. On a brightly lit night, the Son of God walked into the camp carrying a dagger. Killed seven soldiers one by one, stabbed him and Guise seriously, and left forty-one deep wounds on the candidates. At least eight people saw it before being frightened away by the sniper's demonstration shot. No one could attack due to the performance of the Son of God. The Son of God exuded a strong pheromone message, suppressing the desire to fight of everyone around him, allowing people to calmly watch the knife slowly pierce their own internal organs. Cut open your own flesh and pierce your own eyes.
The man also knows that this long night is not over. They strengthened their vigilance. The hostel guarded the heavy guard. But when the son of God secretly resolved the sniper and returned. The mask is filled. Everyone with a gun show a calm and indifferent expression. Watching the enemy and killing the companions one by one.
Finally, the man detonated the defense grenade on his body. He could not violate the signal from the body. A simple chronograph system. Five minutes. The timer performs a five -minute countdown. At the end of the time, the grenade will be detonated. He resets the timer every five minutes. The crushed person can't remember things ...
At this time, the door of the bar opened. A ghost cadre of Beta's surname came in. "Okay, the task officially started. Go to Qinstohova immediately."
"Leave. Captain." Eva jumped off the high stool. Back up the gun cover of the python left -wheel pistol. Gisi put on a hooded cloak. Put the flying needle in the inner bag. Walking over the blond man to fight against him with him. The man remembers the name of each player. So he couldn't speak good luck or gifts.
"Eva." He screamed.
Little Loli slowly stepped down. Become the last person to step on the threshold. She looked back and asked, "What's wrong. Captain."
"If I changed one day. If anyone doesn't know it ... Can you find me. Do you help me recall my name?" The man asked hesitantly.
Awater on Eva's face rose. "What are you talking about." She shouted angrily. "How could you become that look like that. Unless it is old. If you are around you, you will hold your ears and tell you who you are. "
"... So. Who am I." The man stood in the center of the empty tavern.
"You are Angiei Vinohahua." The girl opened her lips: "Our captain. ... the man I love."
The skirt rotation. The door of the bar is closed. The world is so quiet. Men can clearly hear the sound of his inner division. Vazinoshawa. This is his own name. But there is always a strange consciousness in the heart. Want to move. Want to veto this seemingly reasonable conclusion.
"Vazonoshawa. Hello."
The man closed his eyes and opened it. The room became empty again. There was a person standing in front of him. An old man wearing a red bishop robe and a cross on his neck. He wanted to speak. . His body is solidified in transparent organic resin. It is like insects condensed in amber.
The bishop of the Red looked at him up and down. Sighing: "What a wonderful creature. Such a powerful vitality, the perfect muscle proportion and huge potential. Captain of the branch. Sometimes you must admit it. Almighty God doesn't like to spread a fratern for us. "The old man reached out to touch the smooth resin surface. Laboratory in Lucifer. Shape you to become a brand new person. If this is God's will. I believe I am watching the truth itself. You will be the son of the God of God. Tell me like this. "
"..From today on, you are no longer the same man as before. You will be reborn."
The man's world was spinning. He stretched out his hand and found that his hands were supporting the ground. The ground was polished by black basalt, rough and cold. He wanted to raise his head, but the heavy pressure made it impossible to exert force on his neck. Even if he opened his eyes wide, he could only Seeing the low front, there is a chair in the opposite corner of the room. A metal chair with no decoration. Sitting on the chair is a man in black robe. The black robe firmly covers his whole body, exposing his whole body. The only thing that showed its form was a pair of faint eyes.
The blond man remembered. There should be a pattern on the wall of the house. A red pattern. The two heads of a double-headed eagle looked at each other. Symbolizing the eternal existence of the outside and the inside, light and darkness, right and wrong, wrong and The entanglement of pairs. The eagle's wings hover upward to form a circle. The seven feathers symbolize the seven departments. The tail feathers blooming like thorn flowers symbolize the Temple's Cross of Thorns. The circle itself symbolizes the highest authority of the entire organization: the Round Table. parliament.
This pattern exists on each member's body in the form of a tattoo. At this moment, the tattoo on the man's body is causing burning pain. He has been to this house once. Only once. After he left Lucifer's underground building. The first artificially genetically modified son of God in history made an audience with the real Son of God.
"Didn't the cardinal give you a name?" asked the man sitting on the metal chair.
The man knew he would answer: "Yes, Mr. Speaker."
Then he heard his own voice say: "Yes. Mr. Speaker."
"Devoru." The sitting man said to the kneeling person. "Your name is Devoru. That means 'thunder' in Waatu language. Of course, it is also similar to the Japanese pronunciation of 'devil'."
"Thank you, Mr. Speaker, no matter what you order me to do." The man lowered his head and said.
"Ah. You are needed by this world. I will not order you to do anything, but what the world needs you to do." The man in the black cloak waved his hand. "Don't misunderstand me. You may have some misunderstandings about me. I don't often come out to manage this organization, so you are all afraid of me. This is understandable. Look, this is just an ordinary retreat room in the church. There is nothing scary; and I just can't do it due to physical reasons. To the sun, I don’t mean to be mysterious.”
The blond man remained silent at that time. He was not sure whether the Speaker was joking or it was some kind of routine test.
"Then. That's it. My time is almost up. It's really tiring to do this all the time." The Speaker stood up with his hands on the armrests. "Deveru, I like you very much. You have a very powerful spirit. The potential is ten thousand times greater than what we can imagine. Remember my words. One day, you will be desperately needed by this world."
The speaker opened the door. The man raised his head. A ray of light illuminated the speaker's eyes. A pair of amber eyes.