Douluo See You For a Long Time

Unfamiliar ceiling...

　　 Yake opened his eyes again, and he saw the bright fluorescent lamps and the plain concrete roof, which felt a bit like a battlefield hospital.

　　 "Where is this? My head hurts..." Yake held his head, and the memories of the previous scenes gradually became clear.

"I remember I was shot down... Why did I show up in the hospital? Did the Imperial Army win and rescued me?" As Yax thought about it, the patrolling nurse noticed that he was awake, so he pressed on the communicator. A few times, the report said: "A7 is already awake, do you want to take him to inquire? Okay, I get it."

　　 Yake saw the black crystal on the back of the nurse's hand and was stunned. It was a sign of an infected person. Only the infected person can have such a strong crystal of spirit power fluctuation.

　　 The nurse seemed to notice Yake’s eyes and shook her hand back to him: "Are you looking at my spar?"

　　 Yake nodded subconsciously.

"The spar that grows on the back of the hand does not affect daily life. I think it's pretty good-looking, so there is no surgery to remove it. It depends on luck where the spar grows. It is said that some people's spar grows under the eyes. Like a mole."

　　Yake’s focus is not on the spar, but on the identity of the nurse. There is no doubt that she is an infected person, and according to her meaning, there are many infected people here.

　　 "Is this the hospital for the infected person?"

　　 The nurse nodded: "Yes."

　　 "Then am I captured? Why don't you kill me?"

　　 "I don't know, and I don't have the right to answer you. Someone will interrogate you soon. You can ask them what you want to know." The nurse said as he injected something into Yake.

Yake didn’t resist, he thought with his toes to know the end of the resistance in this kind of place, don’t look at the frail girl in front of you, but people are infected, and the infection time is definitely longer than that of Yakena. The three-legged cat's kung fu, can you beat the little nurse in front of you?

　　 "What did you give me the injection? Can you tell me about this?"

The nurse put away the needle in his hand and nodded: "This is a medicine that stabilizes the infection. After injection, it can inhibit the crystals in the blood, reduce the probability of crystals piercing the artery and cause major bleeding, and also reduce the difficulty of removing the crystals. "

　　 This knowledge seems to be common sense to the infected person, and there is nothing to hide.

　　 It’s just a glimpse to know the whole thing. It’s not difficult to see from this tube of medicine that the medical level of the infected person is not low, and even how to remove the crystals from the infected person’s body is far beyond the technical level of the empire.

　　The infected person in Yake's imagination is not what he is now. He often needs to drive a fighter plane to patrol the sky above the infected person. With his strong eyesight, he can almost see the daily life of the infected person.

He remembered that it was the same condition as the refugees. The streets were dirty and littered, and both sides were filled with temporary squatters. The people living inside were generally yellowish and thin, with ragged clothes. Not to mention surgery or hospitals, they were even the most ordinary. All the medicines must be obtained through airdrops from colleagues.

　　There should be no such modern medical facilities. The only relatively high possibility is that only a few high-ranking infected persons monopolize the resources of the airdrop, which may maintain such excellent medical expenses.

　　 But this makes Yake fall into new doubts, if the facts are really the same as he guessed. Then there is no way to explain why the infected person gave him such a good treatment as a prisoner.

　　 Many doubts hovered in his heart, but he couldn't get a result. We can only wait until we are asked and try to get some information.

　　 No matter how you look at it? He has already broken the major events of the infected, even if the infected have their own order, they must want to get rid of him when they encounter him.

　　Yake overlooked one thing, that is, he is also an infected person. He has only been infected for more than a week, and he still has no way of accepting his new identity.

　　 There are no windows in the room, and Yake doesn’t know how long it takes. He only feels that his body is gradually recovering his limbs, and the effect of the anesthetic is gradually receding, replaced by unbearable pain.

　　 Just then, you brutally pushed the door of the ward to the guards, raised him from the bed, and dragged him to the interrogation room.

　　 He seems to be in a huge building. The styles of the buildings are similar. The plain cement walls and bright fluorescent lamps are monotonous without any extra color.

　　 The interrogation room was different from what he had imagined. There were no hideous and horrifying instruments of torture, only relatively placed tables and chairs. Compared with other rooms, the only difference here was a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror.

　　Yake guessed based on his experience in service that the mirror should be a piece of one-way glass, and someone might be watching him on the other side of the mirror.

　　Although Yake was already in pain and sweating and unable to exert his strength, the guards still locked his hands on the armrests of the chair. It seemed that the ceremonial nature of the handcuffs was much greater than his actual effect.

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　　 Yake looked at the interrogator who showed only half of his face and rolled his eyes: "Didn't you already get my household registration card?"

　　 The interrogator snorted, finally put down his hand, filled out a form, and asked: "Gender."

　　 "You can figure it out by yourself."

　　 "You are very uncooperative, I can only say that this is a pretty reckless decision for you." The interrogator closed the notebook: "You know what you have done. If you want to survive, I advise you to cooperate obediently."

　　 "Then you should also understand that when one of my mechs launched a charge against your 500 fighters, they were ready to die." Yake was unmoved by the threat.

The interrogator recorded silently and continued to ask blankly. Yake either said nothing or mocked, but the interrogator didn’t seem to care whether Yake was willing to answer. At the same time, the people behind the one-way mirror were busy. The record, inferred from the clues in Yake.

"So the goal is not coordinated, and full of hostility, but from his performance, it is easy to see that he himself does not know the answer to our question. As an ace pilot, he has a strategy for the Imperial Army. Knowing nothing, this is not normal.

　　 With a soldier with such a strong performance, even if his rank is not high, he is definitely qualified to know many secrets, and he has no knowledge of the information that many ordinary soldiers know. "

　　 [To be continued]

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