Engel roughly threw the trophy to the ground, and the girl could only "hum" and struggle to get up.
"The young Asian girl is the most popular. She's really pretty." Buckstein, who was wearing a knight's robe, stepped forward and lifted her chin forcefully with his hand. The regiment commander's soldiers beside him were all excited.
There was a burst of laughter, "Don't take the female prisoner of war to the dormitory like those remnants, find an engine room in the bottom cabin, and leave her to me when you're done having fun."
Seeing that Kalki, whose armor was covered in blood and stained with blood, was still standing blankly, Backstein picked up the girl and threw her towards the leader.
"ah!"
The two looked at each other unconsciously, and Kalki saw a girl with fair skin and delicate outlines. She was about the same age as Xuanji, but much smaller. Her nose also appeared to be small. Unlike Xuanji, who had a typical "Qinglong" aristocrat.
Her nose was straight and her eyes were not as strong and proud as hers, but her clear and deep black eyes always made him unable to help staring.
The girl also looked at the Platonic man in front of her with wide, frightened eyes, and was so frightened that she almost cried.
"Go! Vent. If you don't want to go crazy," the old knight pushed him into the elevator. "Don't waste Engel's kindness."
He knew he could no longer control himself, because his hands tightly grabbed the female prisoner's neck and covered her mouth, almost lifting her up and dragging her feet as she walked.
He heard his own heavy and rapid breathing——
His vision was distorted and blurry due to the effects of the drug, and he could not clearly see the passages in the dark cabins filled with engine rooms.
It seemed that he had returned to the joy of running in the forest a few years ago. When no one was around, he untied the bun that was tight on his scalp. The young grand leader walked happily in the dense forest filled with sacred light, without any worries.
Thinking about it, the four-feathered "Titali" bird was flying around him, the long-tailed red squirrel was jumping cutely beside him, and he saw the gurgling stream and the blooming flowers.
The blond young man stood on the top of the cliff, looking at the boundless forest, which exuded a faint blue brilliance under the bright star light, extending to the end of the skyline. There was a smile on his handsome face, and the wind blew
His long hair and everything in heaven and earth resonate harmoniously with the frequency of his soul.
Ah! His beloved fatherland! Plato for whom he fought, the most beautiful place in the universe——
"Please! Don't do this! Let me go! Help! Mom... help me! Help me!"
In a narrow and dark computer room, the girl's scream for help came out in Gaian at the top of her lungs.
He was busy taking off his dirty battle helmet, and then punched the screaming girl twice. Although she was stunned for a moment, when he started to take off the tight-fitting combat uniform, she struggled to get up and led him
With a nosebleed on his face, he tried to run away, but was quickly grabbed by his steel-like strong arms and continued to pin him to the ground.
He began to pull her pants roughly. In desperation, she suddenly burst out with the courage to resist. Like crazy, she grabbed with her hands and bit the enemy who was trying to rape her.
He dodged her fierce kick to his face. In order to subdue the stubbornly resisting prey, he pressed her head tightly with his big iron-like hands, preventing her from breathing or biting, and quickly tore her body with one hand.
uniform.
He turned into a male beast completely controlled by animal desires. A huge desire filled everything in the world, and his reason was completely lost. He could no longer remember how long he had been exiled on the front line. When was the last time he had sex with a woman?
I want to vent crazily and vent all the violent dissatisfaction and hatred in my heart.
In fact, he hates this world, hates this world that makes a good person suffer so much.
Backstein stood outside the door, looking calmly at the dark computer room, with only some buttons on the wall flashing strange lights.
Some unseen parts of the mothership were still so dilapidated that the sound could not be completely sealed. The fierce fighting sounds slowly calmed down, and only an indescribable sound came out.
This is a man who pursues happiness like a stallion, and he can make a lot of noise. Backstein's expression was calm, as if he didn't hear any sound.
More than an hour later, Kalki came out. The battle uniform he wore was wrinkled, dirty, and stained. Backstein conveniently put the cloak on him.
"You look more normal, so your nerves won't go crazy. How about Gaia girl? Has she fallen in love with you and wants you to marry her?" Backstein knew that this was Kalki's first time.
I did these things to female prisoners of war just to make a light joke.
"She died, and her urine splashed all over me." His face was pale, but very calm, and he restored a noble and indifferent demeanor.
Buckstein quickly walked in to check. In the dim light, he saw a naked black-haired female corpse lying on the ground in a weird posture, with her legs spread, her eyes and mouth wide open, and blood stained from her mouth.
The flow from the nose covered the entire face.
"That's fine...she won't survive anyway." The old knight's eyes showed a look of pity, "I originally thought that if you like her, I can make her live longer. Maybe, she can survive.
Go to Thule.”
"I held her down, and in less than five minutes, she died. I fucked a corpse, five times..." Kalki unconsciously leaned against the bulkhead of the corridor, seeming to have entered a state of mind after the power of the assault injection faded.
In a state of exhaustion.
"Go take a bath and have a good sleep. After 48 hours, you will forget all this and I will help you deal with it."
"I need to calm down, please give me a cigarette, thank you..." He seemed weak and weak when he spoke for the first time.
Backstein quickly helped him find cigarettes, and a few minutes later, he came back with a pack of "Raccoon" cigarettes that senior Gaia officers liked to smoke.
He opened a borrowed silver lighter, and a burst of flames burst out, illuminating the space. When the computer room was silent, the low "buzzing" sound of the machine instigated his eardrums.
"Ahem." Kalki, who was smoking for the first time, coughed unexpectedly and felt a choking irritation in his lungs.
"Breathe it in slowly, and then spit it out." When Buckstein was smoking, he seemed to be much younger, regaining the elegant and arrogant look of a White Tiger Knight.
As the milky white smoke rings shot up to the ceiling of the corridor, they were like cigarettes sacrificing to the gods. Under the shadow of the cloak, Kalki's eyes were confused, and he felt like an isolated and helpless general who had defeated the army, and there was endless darkness in front of him.
He suddenly understood the Gaia generals he had once ridiculed. In the space age, they still smoked, drank, and played with women. This was the cursed life of an inferior race.
Now, lying on the ground across the bulkhead was the woman he raped and killed, and he and an old knight who had been exiled for thirty-three years were smoking silently.
Fate can make even the bravest of warriors lose the courage to live another day.