With MCV, I became a pilot

[I don't like to hear these words anymore, try kicking me, believe it or not, I let you wear a maid outfit to warm the leader's bed? 】

"Well, let's prepare for the mission."

"Oh!"

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Usas, in a moving city

"Have a glass of ale to warm up, it's really cold today"

"Cos, you are so calm... But, we have work today"

"Is it work? I really haven't heard it for a long time."

Lieba in the hands of the Ursus man named Kos, then looked at the bartender. This bar is dilapidated, but there are still many regular customers, and it has been open all the time, and has never closed down.

"Yeah, our new mission is to contact St. Jun Castle and let the people over there rescue a person code-named Foehn."

"Saving people? If you don't want to commit a crime, it's okay to say..."

"Be serious, this is a special code word, which means that the task needs to be very vigilant, only success is not allowed to fail, we should also move around"

"We are only responsible for sending messages from the outside, don't be too nervous, right?"

Kos picked up the beer brought by the bartender and drank it down. Since the one who was killed by his adopted daughter, this place has hardly accepted any more missions, but everyone is happy to relax.

But now he suddenly accepts the mission... I can only say that I am indeed an immortal existence. Although I am only a peripheral, I know a little about the network that runs across Ursus.

The terrible network makes people feel rebellious.

"A special code word, that person code-named Foehn, is there anything special? It is worth the price we have to pay?"

"According to the information I know, this is a transaction. I don't know what the reward for the transaction is, but the condition is to save people..."

"Okay, then I'll get in touch and try to start the rescue operation tomorrow evening"

"Remember to convey this sentence, only success is allowed, no failure is allowed"

"I see"

Kos nodded solemnly, put the note handed by the bartender into his pocket, picked up the wine glass that had just been filled, and drank it down again in one gulp.

"Huh, it's cool to drink ale."

"I don't want your money today, just take it as my congratulations on your marriage to a daughter-in-law."

"You are so generous even if you are stingy?"

"After all, no one knows how long we can exist in Ursus, it's better to be generous when it's time to be generous"

"Then I'll go back first, and then come back to drink"

"it is good!"

Outside the door, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it is also mixed with a biting cold wind...

Chapter 155: A Serious Speech

early morning

The young man who slept on the bed all night felt uncomfortable all over, and his head seemed to be a little groggy, but fortunately there was no need to work here.

There's still time to relax...

Breakfast was also thrown away by the prison guard. He seemed to have a different kind of resentment towards spies. Everyone who didn't have porridge yesterday drank it, and the young man didn't even have Liba this time.

"Damn, a bit dizzy... and no breakfast, too bad"

"Young man, you have to eat if you don't eat today"

The prisoner on the opposite side directly threw a Lieba over. Although the young man wanted to say that he would die here and not eat it, it was hard to be hungry. With a hint of embarrassment, the young man caught Lieba.

As soon as I got it, this Lieba was so soft that it didn't look like Lieba at all, and it was hot, as if it had just been made. After taking a bite, it was full of aroma... Is this really the food that prisons can eat?

"I'll boil it, this thing is quite delicious."

"Young people should eat more, but unfortunately I can't push the porridge... I'm going to tell a story in a while, do you want to eat another one?"

"Then I'm not going to be polite, please come in one"

"Eat slowly... Sigh, these prison guards are really dishonest. In the past, these prison guards would have to be sent to the battlefield"

The prisoner on the opposite side ate up his food in twos and threes, and the young man finished his food early because he was a little hungry. Although his head was still a little dizzy, at least he was no longer hungry.

As for the headache, it must be because there is no pillow in this cell. Seeing that other prisoners use haystacks as pillows, maybe you should try it yourself?

After all, I went to bed very early, and I still have a headache, I can only say that I am not used to it.

Time passed by ten cents, and soon it was time for the release. This time the prison guard was no longer the prison guard who delivered the food. After opening the cell door, the young man followed him out.

The prisoner opposite also walked to the young man's side naturally.

"Come on young man... where are you from?"

"I am a failed art student in Victoria, and I am going to change the story you told into a lecture, and briefly talk about my struggle."

"Okay, as long as it's something new, I've been here a long time"

The young man followed the prisoner, and all the prisoners in front of him consciously gave way, and this continued until the young man came to the release field.

This is a huge building, as big as several football fields combined, there are many sports facilities inside, and a podium piled up with broken wood.

The prisoner beside him patted the young man on the shoulder, signaling the young man to go up.

"Just start giving a speech right after you go up, and someone will come over soon... I'm also looking forward to your speech."

"it is good…"

The young man walked up to the podium quickly, and the surrounding prisoners originally planned to move freely, but after seeing the young man, some of them walked towards the seats under the podium.

Looking at the seats that were filled in less than 5 minutes, the young man nodded slightly.

"Today, we are here! On the territory of Ursas! This land watered by countless Ursas and Liboli people with blood and dignity..."

The young man stood on the podium and clenched his fists, occasionally raised it, and occasionally lightly hammered the podium with his fists. Although the prisoners below didn't care at first, they soon became focused.

The surrounding prisoners gradually moved closer, and soon...almost all the prisoners surrounded him, even including quite a few prison guards.

"Where is the crime of Ursus? It is on those fishy people and nobles who have lost their conscience! Without them, our life will be significantly improved!"

"Without nobles, there would be no oppression. You don't need to steal or rob, and you can make a living! It's not you, it's the nobles!"

"And all the prison guards, you should have been treated better, your wives and children should be well fed and warmly clothed! If you pay, you should be rewarded! A society without harvest is sick! It needs to be corrected!"

The young man stood on the podium and incited the prisoners below. It must be said that not only the prisoners, but even some prison guards were a little moved, but they were prison guards after all.

Even if you agree with it, it is impossible to say it clearly...

The prisoner in the cell opposite the young man also nodded slightly, and a prisoner approached him.

"General... do you like this kid very much?"

"I'm not a general. I've been slapped by those nobles long ago. This kid is right. It would be great if there were no nobles."

"But the general"

"Don't be so, the era of the first emperor has passed, I am the shadow of the past, and the new emperor does not have the courage and strength to carry me."

"But general, you are the legendary warlock of Ursus..."

"It's been said that I'm not a general, but now I'm a prisoner, and I'm still an infected person who was discriminated against."

"..."

The prisoner looks at the general in front of him

prisoner?If the general really wants to escape from the prison, then with the few warlocks and inner guards in the guard room outside, can they stop it?Unstoppable.

Not to mention that most of the current warlocks learned from generals, and those few warlocks might just turn their guns around.

"How do you look at the kid? No matter how I look at him, he doesn't look like a spy, but like a leader"

"General, I just think his speech makes sense..."

"This is his ability. Impromptu speeches to strangers can reach this level, let alone Ursus, there are not many in this land."

"Are you appreciating your talent?"

"Yeah, if he joins the army, he might be able to be a military-level staff officer."

Looking at the young man who was still giving speeches to stir up the atmosphere in the distance, the prisoner known as the general closed his eyes. Unfortunately, this time is different. Even if he is talented, he may not be discovered.

Not to mention, he is still a foreigner, forget it, I don't have to worry too much, he will definitely be released.

Under the gaze of the two, the young man's speech was coming to an end.

"Finally, there is one more thing... Are the infected people the enemy? No, this is just a lie that has been spreading in this land for a long time! A lie used to cover up the blood-sucking nobles!"

"Lies used to hide their privileges and give you a place to vent! My speech is over, thank you!"

The young man lowered his head slightly, then stepped off the stage and walked towards the corner. The prisoners who were excitedly looked at each other, and what they said seemed to make sense...

But I was taught from a young age that infected people are bad people, and infected people, maybe there is really no difference?

"Yo, I'm back! Oops, it's good to say"

"Your language is rebellious. Are other countries so open now? Is it the same for infected people?"

"No brother, it's just that everyone is from Ursas and Liboli. Why should someone stand on a high place and exploit it? This is unreasonable."

"Yes, but I guess you may have to close the little black room."

The prisoner glanced at it, and the prison guards who were incited didn't have any idea of ​​doing anything, but the prison guards who came here because of the enthusiasm here, didn't have any worries.

After a brief question, they went straight to the young man and even took out the riot sticks.

"Ah, it's not just closing the small black room, I might be beaten up"

"Young people are solid, just persevere. Who told you to say these things?"

"It's not a big deal if you get beat up and get beat up."

Chapter 156: Bravely Traveling to the End of the World

Ursus Prison · Confinement Room

As long as it is a prison, there will be a confinement room, and Ursus is no exception, and the confinement room of Ursus is different from the confinement room in other places.

First of all, the environment of the confinement room is cleaner than other places, and then there is a bed... but there are no windows, no lights, and the only source of light is when the door is opened.

"Ahem...hey, don't use so much force, right?"

After the speech was over, the young man was warmly received by the prison guards. These prison guards didn't care so much. They picked up the anti-riot stick and hammered it. The prisoner who let the young man speak was obviously of extraordinary status.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for these people to hammer young people alone.

"Your mouth is very hard, go in and stay for two days, I hope you won't cry when the time comes"

After throwing the young man into the confinement room, the prison guard closed the door, the only source was cut off, and the whole room was instantly plunged into eerie darkness.

There is no light at all, you can't see your fingers, and there is not even a sound around.

Sitting up slowly, the young man took a deep breath.

"Well, the left arm is broken, and it hurts a little bit. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the right arm."

Being greeted by the anti-riot sticks, but a broken bone is already considered good, and these prison guards also know it well, and they will not attack such deadly places as the head.

But the arms and the like don't have any scruples.

Grasping the bed board, the young man stood up, then turned and sat on the bed. The purpose of the confinement room is nothing more than using darkness to injure the spirit... although it sounds simple.

But in fact, this is a rather terrifying method.

"Hiss, according to common sense, I should be so painful that I can't move now, why does it feel like it's nothing?"

Gently stroking his left arm, the young man closed his eyes...

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fort saint john

"The action plan is as follows. We will parachute directly into the prison in a while, and then crush them with weapons. Absinthe, when we attract attention, you take the opportunity to find the leader and bring him out."