Manual of Space-Time Interference

A little spark finally rose from the dead grass in front of him, a smile appeared on Dialect's face, and then he carefully took the prepared firewood next to him.

At this moment, it has been 4 days since the dialect woke up from this small island, which is considered to be taken care of by God. During this period, there was no storm and no rain, which made him really relieved.

The island is really small. This is what Dialect discovered the next day when he went out to look for fresh water. At that time, he leaned on a branch and took less than half an hour to reach the other end of the island from where he lived.

And the source of fresh water is only a small puddle, which supplies the few creatures on the island.

Unexpectedly, this second-level crippled me has become the overlord of the island...

Dialect's face showed a strange look. Looking at the brighter firelight, he picked up the crab next to him and threw it in directly.

There were no animals on the island. Except for the orphan swimming snake, he really didn't find anything. The wild mushrooms were brightly colored, but he could only look at them.

Seabird eggs may be worth a try, but according to the current second-level disability, they really can't get it...

Dialect thought, shook his head, and looked at the branches and bark wrapped around his left calf quietly.

After the right hand could move, he fixed his left calf again, but he still couldn't move, and there was still a pain in his right hand.

The "SOS" pattern has been placed on the beach with stones, and the fire at the highest point has also been set up. He has done everything he can do.

But he didn't have any hope of rescue from the outside world.

All the locators are lost, which means that the main method of rescue in the country has been lost, and I have no satellite phone and cannot communicate with the outside world. At the same time, it should be located in the area where the Atlantic Ocean and the Indian Ocean meet, which seems to be nothing. important shipping lanes.

There is no locator inside the human body. Although it has been proposed before, the positioning range of a small locator is so small, and a larger locator cannot be installed. Besides, if it is installed, you can let the dialect himself. What are you thinking?

Being under surveillance, completely abandoning personal freedom and becoming a prisoner?

So in the end, this matter is over...

"I think, you must be looking for me too!"

Dialect muttered, and used a branch to dig out the crabs in the fire. After waiting for a while, he hurriedly grabbed it, took a few breaths, and slowly ate this hard-won dinner.

Under the reflection of the firelight, there is a desolate figure, but on that face covered with mud and sand, there is the most beautiful smile.

Sometimes, happiness just comes so easily...

……

Location: Different Time and Space, Blue Star, Han Kingdom

Time: 21:24 on February 4, 2043

"Squad leader, today is No. 4?" A soldier asked in front of the squad leader who was patrolling with him.

"Well, yes, February 4th!"

"Then there are 5 days before New Year's Eve, think about it, then it will be the Spring Festival..."

The soldier's surname is Lin, and his name is Lin Chenghui. He is 23 years old this year. He belongs to a field regiment of the Eastern Military Region and is a member of the 1st company in the regiment.

"Why, are you homesick?" the squad leader turned around and asked.

"A little bit!" Lin Chenghui nodded and replied.

"If I go back, it's unlikely. I'll call to see if I can make one. Before New Year's Eve, I'll ask the company commander to see if I can get some dumpling skin and meat stuffing. Let's wrap some dumplings and eat them!" The squad leader replied, patted He patted Lin Chenghui on the shoulder,

"Why are you going back, isn't this home too!" Lin Chenghui muttered, with a smile on his face.

"You're right, this is also home." The squad leader smiled and shook his head, "Okay, go to bed earlier, the lights are going out!"

"Okay, go to sleep!"

Lin Chenghui replied and climbed onto his bed, but he didn't want a whistle to suddenly cut through the sky, followed by more and more sharp whistles, and the constant "Tread! Tread!" footsteps... …

……

"Stand at attention!"

"Look to the right!"

"Look forward!"

"Take a break!"

"Stand at attention!"

After five passwords, the surrounding voices disappeared instantly. Under the soft moonlight, the field company lined up neatly under the dormitory building, filled with a chilling aura.

"Say a few things!" The company commander paused, listening to the sound of neat and powerful steps in front of him, and said again, "The first thing, Nian, we can't make it through, of course, it's not just our company, basically All the teams will not be able to celebrate the New Year this year!"

No one made a sound, and no one made any small movements. The company commander looked at it and nodded, "The second thing, I can't make a phone call, but I can write a letter. After the end, I go to the instructor to get a paper, 30 Minutes, and then, we're off!"

The company commander said, pointed to the troop carrier that had just turned off next to him, then put his hand down, looked at the soldiers standing neatly, and shouted, "Also, one by one, those who didn't confess, quickly confess, the bank card password. , and what else is miscellaneous, write it down in the letter, don't make any fools for me!"

The voice is very loud in this night sky...

The company commander slowly calmed down, looked at the soldiers in front, stretched out his hand toward the instructor next to him, and shouted, "Instructor, I'm done, you can say a few words!"

After speaking, he walked aside...

"Listen to my command!"

"Stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

After the two passwords, the instructor's voice gradually softened, he pressed his hands, and said in a tone like chatting with ordinary family members~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone, sit down! "

With a tidy sound, the team in front of them all sat down. Under the hazy moonlight, more than a hundred pairs of bright eyes looked at the instructor standing in front.

"I didn't say much. The company commander was about to finish what I wanted to say just now, so I don't know what to say now."

The instructor said, sighed, looked at the team in front, thought about it, and said, "Let's just say a few words. If you have any questions, feel free to ask!"

The tone gradually became serious, and the voice became more solid and powerful, "The duty of a soldier is to protect the family and the country, and the fate of a soldier is to die in battle and shroud in horse leather!"

"I remember my grandfather said something to me before, and I still have a deep impression on me." The instructor paused and continued, "He said at the time, in their time, the bullet that went into the chest was Martyrs, those who enter from behind are deserters."

"Then what if the bullet jumps back from behind and hits it through the butt?" A sudden voice sounded, causing laughter from the surrounding people.

"Which little brat..."

The instructor waved his hand to stop the company commander, then squeezed his hand, so that everyone's eyes were focused on him again, and then he said again, "The idea put forward by this comrade is very constructive, although no one I don't know the result."

There was a burst of laughter around again, the instructor looked at it and smiled, then pressed his hand down and said solemnly, "Although my grandfather's words do not apply to our era, but after you set foot on the troop carrier , you only need to remember one thing"

"The piece of land you are stepping on is called, your home..."