【Respect】The Beautiful Future

It was just after three o'clock in the morning when Reji Munakata was woken up by the ringtone of the terminal, and he got up to get the terminal that kept ringing and vibrating beside the bed.His eyes without glasses squinted to recognize the name on the bright screen: Yu Zhangxun.

When there is no war, Yu Zhang, whose daily routine is as regular as a kindergarten child, has never had a precedent for calling in the middle of the night. At this moment, the non-stop ringing of the terminal rings like an alarm in the silent night.Zongxiang woke up suddenly, a bad premonition flashed in his heart, he sat up and reached for the glasses next to him to get up, and pressed the call button at the same time.

"This is Munakata Reishi, you..."

"Gather at the base lobby immediately." Yu Zhang's dignified voice flowed out from the terminal, directly interrupting Munakata's words, and after giving the order neatly, he ended the call without even having time to explain.There was a beep of the hangup tone, which fell lonely in his ears, tightening his nerves again.

When Reji Munakata saw the building of the base hall from a distance, he felt that things were extraordinary. All the lighting lights were turned on, illuminating the open space in front of the building as if it were daytime.About a hundred soldiers sat cross-legged on both sides of the road, almost all bowed their waists and bowed their heads in silence. It was a decadent and oppressive atmosphere that could be felt at a glance.

Zongxiang quickly walked through them and entered the hall. The personnel were busy running around, with anxious expressions on their faces.He squinted his eyes to find the location of Yu Zhangxun, but it was Shanjo who saw him with sharp eyes, and leaned closer to report to Yu Zhangxun who was bending over and staring at several huge screens on the wall and talking to the intelligence team. .

Yu Zhang hastily ordered a few more words, then turned around and led Zong Xiang to the other side. "I'm sorry to end your only rest time," Yu Zhang's expression was never serious, "but we are running out of time."

Munakata shook his head to show that he didn't care, and followed Yu Zhang's footsteps to the other screen.Yuzhang raised his hand as a signal, and turned half sideways so that Munakata could look over.

"We received a report four hours ago that a homeless person attacked passers-by in a town on the outskirts and then died suddenly." Yuzhang's gaze also shifted to the screen, and the huge electronic display showed the photo of the person when he died. Even Reishi Munakata, who was mentally prepared, was shocked for a moment: that was an extremely hideous and ugly appearance, and the pain that even death could not rest in peace, it was already difficult to describe his appearance with human beings.His dilated pupils were still protruding, his face and body were covered with bloody wounds from his own scratching, and most importantly—his skin was purple all over.

As if it had been dyed, the original yellow skin was replaced by a dull purple, mixed with blood, making his appearance even more weird and terrifying.

"This is..." Zongxiang opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"We have conducted an autopsy on it, and we can basically confirm it," Yu Zhangxun paused, adjusted his breathing before continuing, "It's a virus."

The screen on the screen switched in response, and Yu Zhangxun asked people to pull the preliminary report of the inspection and various analysis and demonstrations to the bottom, where the conclusions were marked in red fonts.

"We named it [purple]. The main route is blood transmission, and food and body fluids also have a high chance of causing infection. The most obvious manifestation of infection is the appearance of purple patches on the skin that continue to expand, and the speed varies from person to person. Purple There will be severe pain in the part of the body, and when it reaches a certain level, it will be relieved by violent venting." Yu Zhang raised his finger and pointed to his head, "When this area is also covered in purple, it will lead to indiscriminate attacks. And areas where the skin turns purple also indicate weakened cells and necrosis."

"The most important thing is," Yu Zhangxun's face became even uglier, he turned around and pointed out the door, "the virus has been infected rapidly. Not to mention how many people are in the crowd, even the soldiers gathered outside are all skin There have been changes.”

Zongxiang was stunned for a moment, and as he turned around to look out, the soldiers sitting quietly in the open space seemed to be silently waiting for the death sentence, which was completely different from the constant running and reporting in the hall.It has long been expected that those people would not be here for no reason, and it is still unacceptable to think about the tragic death on the screen.

"I want to go out and see for myself." Munakata quickly regained his composure and asked.The personnel of the intelligence team came to report, Yu Zhangxun didn't have time to say anything, but waved his hand to express that he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.

Zongxiang walked out of the door, raised his eyes and scanned the audience to estimate the number of people, only to feel his heart sinking all of a sudden.He squatted down in front of someone at random, and when the other person felt someone approaching, he raised his head and was so frightened that he wanted to get up and salute, but Munakata sat back on his shoulders and stared at Munakata in fear, not knowing what to say.

"Where is the disease already?" Munakata asked.

"Ah, yes... yes." The other party hastily rolled up his sleeves and showed them to Zongxiang.The not-so-thin arms were already covered in large patches of deep purple, and the strong color seemed to be oozing out.

"How do you feel?" Zongxiang held the man's wrist and asked with lowered eyes.

The other party let him move stiffly, as if he was infected by Munakata's emotions and calmed down a bit, he replied: "From time to time, there will be pain like burning fire, the pain is so painful that I want to scratch it, I can hardly control what I want to attack to vent thoughts."

After finishing speaking, Munakata was still in deep thought. He carefully observed this officer who was unexpectedly gentler than he had imagined. Other people beside him also looked up. Asked: "Your Excellency... Will we die?"

"Are you afraid of death?" Munakata remained expressionless and asked without answering.

The person who asked the question swallowed in fear and didn't dare to say anything.On the contrary, the soldier next to him spoke up, and the young man's eyes were a little red. He said, "All of us are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, but we are...very afraid of dying like this."

"How can this way of dying be worthy of the suffering we have experienced." Someone whispered again, with a bit of gnashing of teeth forbearance.

Zongxiang slowly showed a smile, he got up and patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, raised his eyes and glanced over: "Then try to live."

The soldier who had been silent all this time raised his head and looked at the officer with a gentle smile in surprise, and gradually felt a little lump in his throat, and they could only nod vigorously, as a shameful promise.

Munakata turned back into the hall again, and found that his deputy, Seri Awashima, was already standing by the intelligence team sorting out some materials. Yu Zhang Xun bent over the long table to sign his name on the document.When he approached, Awashima came over to salute him with the documents in his arms, and reported with some embarrassment: "The information is too messy, and there is no way to sort out useful things for the time being." Munakata nodded and stood beside Habari.

Yu Zhangxun lowered his head and was busy with the things in his hands. Before he could speak, Zongxiang heard a voice from the opposite side, and greeted him with sharp sarcasm: "Brigadier General Zongxiang really has a lot of leisure after he lost his command."

He looked over with a nonchalant smile, and said politely, "I haven't seen you for a few years, you still haven't changed at all, Colonel Yanjin Moto." Munakata seemed to be emphasizing the tone of the last address, and he didn't know whether to praise the other party for the same appearance or not. The position has not changed.

Yanjin Yuan was furious as if he had been stabbed when he heard the words, and even wanted to step forward to fight a little bit, but he couldn't do it because of Yuzhang's presence.Because of reasons from another world, Munakata didn't have a good impression of him, and Shiozu Moto confronted him because of Yu Zhang's respect for Munakata, which was really annoying.

Yu Zhang handed the document to the person waiting beside him, raised his eyes and gave Yan Jinyuan a warning look, and then said: "The basic inspection of the base is completed, and the infection rate of the Fourth Army is almost zero." He looked sideways Xiang Zongxiang, "The most serious outbreak of the virus is in the fringe areas. It is mainly because of the frequent wars and the intertwined forces of the rebel Barbara that are difficult to manage. I need to trouble you."

"I will report to the federation, and block the news as much as possible to prevent the DTC alliance from taking advantage of it. If necessary," Yu Zhang paused slightly hesitantly, "implement conscription and make up for the gaps in infected soldiers."

The people present responded in a low voice.

Zongxiang suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to stop the passerby, who was startled but stopped and waited for his order.Munakata vaguely remembered that this face happened to be the assistant of Arakawa Sawakita of the research team, "Where's Dr. Arakawa?"

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and said with some shame: "The doctor locked himself in the room to study Knightmare's weapon system, and also put his three meals in front of the door. The research team didn't inform him when they came, please forgive me."

"So..." Munakata frowned, but suddenly the corners of his mouth pulled up into an elusive smile, "There may be something impolite, but please take it as an order."

"Ah? Yes!" The assistant straightened his body reflexively, staring nervously at Munakata.

The smile on Munakata's lips deepened, "Even if you blow up the door, you must bring Dr. Arakawa to General Habari."

[8.13 Zhou Fang Zunsheng Congratulations]

Zhou Fangzun was woken up, he frowned and opened his eyes very slowly.In the field of vision is a small and dark room, only a ray of sunlight comes in through the iron window, and the dust in the air refracts tiny lights floating around.His head was aching in the groggy state, and his throat, which had not taken in water for a long time, was dry and smelled of blood.

He turned his head to look towards the door with difficulty, and the guards in the dead prison could even clearly hear the crackling of his own bones.The heavy iron door remained motionless, blocking him from the outside world, and the heavy sound of repeated knocking on the iron door in his sleep seemed to be just an illusion.

Zhou Fang withdrew his gaze, his gilt pupils dimmed, staring blankly at the mottled ceiling above his head.The memory that also woke up from deep sleep came back, he thought for a while, oh, he heard it wrong.

In front of the prison of Zhou Fangzun, the leader of the Tokyo rebel party and a class-A war criminal, how could anyone be allowed to knock on the door at will and linger.

He turned over slowly, feeling that every part of his body was crushed pain, but it was just a hoarse sound of unknown meaning squeezed out from his throat, drowning in this cage empty-handedly.He closed his eyes again and fell asleep in a daze.

In the haze, the sound of knocking on the iron door sounded again, flickering, drawing closer and then pulling away.

So annoying.

The cold wind carried snowflakes flying across his cheeks fiercely.Zhou Fangzun stood blankly in the snow, suddenly seemed to think of something, and turned around slightly.

Huge craters, melting snow, scorched black ground.The cyan person leaned forward and was held in his arms by his shoulders.Strictly speaking, this is not a hug, Zhou Fang knew it well, including the distance between the two of them that was cut off by the sword inserted into his heart.

The blood red was stained with pure white, and the fine red light that descended from the sky enveloped them.Zhou Fangzun looked at himself leaning on the man's shoulder weakly, and Zongxiang slightly lowered to support him, avoiding the embarrassing situation of a generation of red kings finally facing the ground and dying.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fang suddenly wanted to laugh.

The remaining blood on Sirius flowed down the blade, silently staining red and white snow.Zongxiang moved, adjusted his posture but hugged him tighter.Munakata's hair still had melted snow, and the contours of his face were tense, showing no sign of relaxation.He lowered his head slightly, pressed the corner of his lips to Zhou Fang's forehead, said something, and the white air he exhaled diffused.

Zhou Fang's Adam's apple moved, and he spoke to the thin figure, but he couldn't make a sound.

Only the sound of the wind is still whistling in my ears, endlessly.

Hello, Munakata.I can't hear it.

Zhou Fangzun looked up, the blue sky was cloudless, and the scorching sun was scorching the earth, as if it wanted to plunder the last trace of moisture.He licked his chapped lips and found that his physical condition was surprisingly good.

There was some noise in front of him, he retracted his gaze, and looked at the person opposite him.Munakata's spine was still straight, like a sword piercing the sky.Just standing in the direction of the backlight, he couldn't see his face clearly, but the dignified atmosphere had penetrated into the air, and Zhou Fang felt that his breathing was a bit oppressed.

"Don't say anything, Munakata." Does this sentence sound familiar?He spoke uncontrollably.

"Does your brain with a lack of IQ know what you're doing?" Munakata said unexpectedly with obvious anger.

"Ha..." He sighed annoyedly, "You know best, my ending will only be executed."

"That's not the reason for you to do stupid things. I won't watch you die," Munakata said in a low voice, "but you, the leader of the Tokyo Rebel Barbara Party, chose to escape from prison."

Zhou Fang thought, his eyes must be extremely sharp now, like hard ice.It would be nice if you could kiss it.

"You don't intend to leave, you are just looking for your own death, right?" This is obviously not a questioning tone.

Only then did Zhou Fang shift his gaze to behind Munakata, the soldiers stood a little far away and surrounded them, watching their every move nervously with their guns in hand.

"Don't deceive yourself, Munakata." Zhou Fang withdrew his gaze, looked at the person standing not far in front of him, and said in a loose tone, "You have been suppressing my execution, which has caused dissatisfaction. You want to remove the chest. Those stars in your house? Sir." He even had a hint of banter.

"You don't need to worry about me." Munakata replied bluntly.

Zhou Fang raised his head and exhaled deeply, then looked down again.He took out a gun from his waist, and at this moment, the sound of the guns of the soldiers rubbing against each other was heard quickly. He sneered, but threw the thing into the hands of the unarmed Munakata.

Munakata was stunned, watching Zhou Fang raised his wrist in the gesture of a gun, and then poked his chest.

The man laughed wildly, his golden eyes were even brighter than the sunlight above his head.

Zongxiang clenched the hand holding the gun tightly, and the joints turned blue and white.

Zhou Fang stared at his face hidden in the shadows, his eyes were almost gentle.

--Hear me out.

—Shoot, my love.

Munakata's hands trembled slightly, but he still slowly raised the gun in his hand.

——After I die, no one can block your way.

The soldiers were so nervous that they held their breath, watching cautiously as their commander loaded the bullets. The sound sounded out in the silence, and it was very clear.

——Your blue sky is free from righteousness, and your faith stands firm.

The smile on Zhou Fang's lips deepened, he moved his hand against his chest, and looked at Zongxiang with a little relief.

Munakata's expression was still unclear, he pulled the trigger with his white index finger, aimed it, and pulled it again.

——Because in this world, I am the only one who can stand up to you.

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Zhou Fang opened his eyes again, there was no scorching sun, no heavy snow, and the ceiling was bright.He lay on the sofa and lazily turned over, he was in the underground base of Barbara.

He sat up, adjusted a comfortable posture, and pressed his feet on the table in front of him.The parts of the firearms were scattered on the table, and he took them casually and assembled them.Casually recalling the dream just now, he hummed and laughed out of nowhere.

how is this possible.

How could I let go again.

There was the sound of pattering footsteps approaching, approaching leisurely.

Zhou Fangzun paused for a moment, glanced at the automatic door, retracted his feet casually, and even wiped off his shoe prints on the table.