[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

Steve never thought that an infiltration mission that should be calm and prudent and conceal his identity would be carried out with such fanfare, with amazing sound and light effects.

...Although it is expected in a sense.

During this period of time, some of them have been guarding the signal device day and night. After the coordinates have not moved long distances, they have already stationed and deployed nearby, just waiting for the last-minute assault, but they did not expect... Steve looked a little complicated Looking at the young man with a timid expression, he never expected that such a strange child would be waiting for them.

He didn't rest all night, and he was so nervous that he ran long distances the next day. Eisenhart's mental state had reached its limit. Bucky took out the water bottle and asked him to take a few sips. Let the other party open the fierce irrigation.

"He asked me to bring you this."

The young man took out a few pieces of magic materials from his pocket, which Lindell snatched from those safes before they left: "I'll trouble you to take care of her..."

"It's hard to imagine this being something that guy did."

Dugan said something quickly, and after being glanced at by Steve, he emphasized: "Captain, your filter is as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle. I can't imagine that you have been worrying about whether he will suddenly I can't sleep at night in another place... Isn't that guy able to sleep all day with a tree branch?"

"And I know how to save people. I thought that by the time we arrived, everyone on the scene would have died, leaving only an empty shell of the base."

Another team member also started to joke.

"Also, her current situation..."

Bucky glanced at the pregnant woman with a swollen belly with some concern. She was obviously exhausted and out of breath, but she was desperately trying to keep herself awake. After drinking some water, there was no sign of relief, and her body seemed... Some 'abnormalities' that made him feel familiar.

"We found her in the laboratory. Lindell has used some methods to temporarily stabilize her condition, but it is said that follow-up adjustments will be made later."

Eisenhart said: "So she needs to retreat with you... This is what Lindell conveyed."

A group of soldiers with live ammunition but no idea how to take care of pregnant women, with an average height of 1.8 meters looked at each other.

"But...we seem to have parachuted here."

Dugan said in a low voice: "I didn't even drive a car..."

"Are any of you married with children?"

Bucky asked.

"If you ask me how to change magazines quickly, I'm sure I'll be fine, but taking care of pregnant women..."

Dugan covered his face: "I didn't know that I had to learn this to join the assault force."

"...We can't let him wait there alone, leave two people with them to guard where they are, and the rest of them will go to meet Lindell as planned."

Steve's decision was made quickly: "When we get back, everyone will go back together."

Bucky raised his gun immediately, and most of the members of the Howling Commando quickly disappeared in place. Dugan held an assault gun in his hand and was in charge of staying behind, and passed a small bar of chocolate to Eisenhart. Watching the boy tear off the wrapping paper and put it into his mouth bit by bit: "What's your name?"

The other party froze for a moment, as if he only realized now that his situation had turned from danger to safety.He was the only one left alive in the whole family, his parents and younger sister all died in mass graves, and it was almost impossible to survive under the pressure of war and racial discrimination. realistic dream.

"what?"

he asks.

"Names - the baby face who saved you is Lindell, the big guy in the tights just now is Steve, I say... Timothy Duggan, but most people like to call me DumDum Duggan, you can call it that, too."

The man with two beards shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, and deliberately showed a funny expression to relieve his tension: "Now the past is our trump card, and nothing will happen."

"Then, brave little sir, will you tell me your name?"

——Then, it will probably be a brand new life.

The young man took a deep breath, fatigue hit him like a tide, making it difficult for him to stand still, but he still met Dugan's eyes and said seriously: "Eric. Eric Lanshere."

After he finished speaking, he fell into a peaceful sleep.

Hydra's base is in a mess.

In a more primitive way of fighting that does not use guns, there are half-thrown corpses everywhere.Some people's chests were pierced and their limbs were torn off. Military uniforms and laborers' blue and gray striped uniforms were mixed together, and each had casualties.

While directing the workers to evacuate in an orderly manner, Steve collected the familiar figure among the crowd. He held up Stark's new round shield and shouted loudly among the crowd: "Lindell! It's support, Lindell. Please answer--"

Bucky occupied a guard tower and erected it. Immediately afterwards, he gestured at Steve with a strange expression: "Over there, Lindell..."

Steve rushed out immediately.

It was supposed to be a mass cemetery there.

Lindell stood among a large pile of torn apart monsters and soldiers. The original color of the blue-gray striped labor uniform soaked in blood could no longer be seen clearly, and there were bloodstains all over his face and body.When Steve rushed up, he was breaking a man's arm with a snap, and the arm was bent in the opposite direction at an abnormal angle, and the dying Hydra member let out a scream.

very noisy.

It's not the sound from the side, but the soul that covers the sky and the sun here.

The soul turned into his strength, and the hatred that could not dissipate was still pushing him, urging him to kill more people with overlapping voices.

Countless hands held his hand, and easily sent it into the enemy's chest. More souls turned into magic power and penetrated into the body, and poured out impatiently.

With a little force, Lindell pinched the broken arm again and deformed it. The sharp nails pierced the human skin, and the blood flowed on the goblin's hand, coating the slightly dried blood with a new layer. .

It's loud, but I can't stop it.The souls of the living and the dead around are as bright as torches. The despair of being separated from their families, the pain of forced labor, and the twisted persistence and hatred in the desperate situation are twisted into a rope. They are obviously only human beings, but they have unimaginable resonance. .

——Belonging to human beings, facing human beings' screams.

This is not "combat", but "massacre".Steve's throat rolled up and down with difficulty. He first shot the Hydra member's life, and then walked towards Lindell step by step.

The goblin's inorganic gaze swept over, and the golden eyes trembled slightly. Lindell let go of the broken arm that had been tortured in boredom, and complained softly: "Steve?"

"The mission is over, Lindell, we are here to support you."

The blue-eyed American soldier walked towards the opponent, and because of the height difference, he bent slightly and hugged the opponent, the blood splashed on his face, but he didn't move: "The mission is over, you did a good job, Lindell , that’s all there is to it.”

"That's loud, Steve."

The other party complained in a dull voice: "Whether it's a living person or a dead person, it's so noisy."

So Steve hurriedly covered those slender and long ears. He knew that goblins' hearing is different from that of human beings. Now that the group cemetery is so silent that only the sound of the wind is left, he doesn't know what kind of noisy scene it is. Noisy look.

"Let's go back."

"Go somewhere quieter," he said.

Lindell thought about it and said yes.

——But they didn't get what they wanted right away. From the ruins not far away, several wengedi with hair all over their bodies and more than two meters tall sprang out.Wen Gedi, who smelled the scent of humans, quickly rushed towards the humans, but was sniped on the way.Bucky's bullets come down from the sentry tower: "Steve, do you want to fix this?"

"Of course! All members—"

After returning to the camp and taking a shower, the flowing hot water washed away the blood on his body, Lindell still had a dazed expression.The noisy noises piled up in his body gradually faded away, Lindell yawned sleepily, Bucky reached out and touched his forehead, and found that this guy was already having a low fever.

Steve was fidgeting with worry, but now there were a lot of things on his head, and Lindell brought back a map, and he needed to make further battle plans.

There was also Eisenhart who was brought back to the base—now Eric, and a pregnant woman named Teresa.

The structure of goblins is different from that of humans, and the field doctors are helpless, so they can only temporarily put him in the tent to rest, and he spends more time sleeping than awake every day.

This situation lasted for a week. Both Eric and Teresa had a physical examination, but the limited medical equipment could not detect any abnormalities. In the end, they could only wait for Lindell to recover, so the situation was temporarily put on hold. down.

"He ate a lot of weird things, such as magic spinal fluid. I don't know if he might have a bad stomach."

Eric recalled: "And he forced himself to sing..."

Steve couldn't understand more than half of the sentence, but what he can do now is very limited. He can only frequently help replace the cold towel on Lindell's forehead, and he regrets this infiltration mission in his heart.

The goblin boy lying on the bed was completely different from the one who seemed to crawl out of hell that day. His soft hair was sunk into the pillow, and his golden eyelashes trembled slightly.Steve wiped the other person's palm with alcohol, and after smelling the alcohol, Lindell woke up with a frown.

"Sorry, forgot you're sensitive to smells..."

Lindell looked out of the window, and there was a lot of snowflakes, and there was a noise: "What are you doing outside?"

"They are preparing for the festival, and today is Christmas Eve."

Steve replied, "Is it noisy? Shall I close the door?"

"……Need not."

Lindell got up from the bed. Although the celebration during the war was limited and restrained, he could still clearly feel the joy outside the door.

"Let's go have a look together."

The author has something to say:

"—but human beings can create such deep horrors and so many brilliant things."