Affected by the earth's photo-deception culture

Area Z of Earth, South Station of City K.

It's raining, and even K City, which is like spring all the year round, is a bit bleak and cold in the rainy day of early winter. The train to the capital is about to start, and the passengers in the carriage have already placed their luggage and sat down to watch pass the time, or chat with their companions , a bit noisy in the car.

One minute before the train started, a black shadow stepped into the carriage.

It was a young man in black. He was almost late, and the train started a few seconds after he stood still.

The movement of this person was a bit loud, and the carriage was obviously quiet for a moment, and the nearby passengers looked up one after another.This is a very eye-catching man, he is especially tall, wearing a thin black long-sleeved shirt and trousers in the wet and cold weather, he looks a bit cold in black.He didn't bring any luggage, but only carried a black painting tube on his back. He seemed to have come running all the way here, with disheveled hair on his forehead, revealing an extremely handsome face.

A little girl in the carriage blushed and poked at her companion, and said in a low voice, "Look at the handsome guy, he's carrying a painting tube, isn't he the handsome artist you were so obsessed with before? Didn't you say you were coming to K city?" Have you sketched yet?"

The companion blinked in bewilderment, "No... tsk, I'm going to betray my idol. Let me take a sneak shot!"

Their eyes followed the figure of the man, and they saw him standing in front of a seat that was already occupied. There was a young man sitting in that seat, with a notebook on the small table, and he was concentrating on typing on the keyboard.

The man didn't check his ticket either, and impatiently tapped the edge of the small table with his fingertips.

The young man didn't know if he had noticed, but he was still staring at his computer screen indifferently.

The man frowned slightly, and slapped the cover of the young man's notebook, and said indifferently, "This is my place." His voice was a little hoarse, and he could tell he was an old smoker, but his pair of eyes were slender and pale. , the fingertips were clean, and it was hard to tell that it was someone with a hoarse voice.

"You are sick!" The young man yelled anxiously, and finally looked up at the man. He frowned angrily, took out his ticket to check and found that he was indeed sitting in the wrong seat, but he didn't get up immediately. Turning on the computer again, he said angrily, "There are so many empty seats at the back, why don't you sit..."

He hadn't finished speaking, and the computer hadn't been turned on yet, the man took out something from his back and slammed it on his notebook with such force that the young man's fingers were numb from the lid of the notebook .

"I'll give you a second." There was a hint of dangerous hostility in the man's voice.

A military standard gun lay quietly on the young man's notebook, the black muzzle pointed at him impartially.

Nine years ago, the earth was invaded by the civilization of the universe. During the half-year-long landing battle, countries around the world suffered heavy casualties, countless small countries were destroyed, and finally had to surrender. The earth was officially included in the star domain of the Ghanamore Empire.The former world powers lost their national sovereignty and were divided into regions replaced by letters.Fortunately, the empire did not take over the earth after the landing war. It only deprived the earth of its sovereignty and did not infiltrate the military and political system. At most, it established space stations, ground communication base stations, and garrisons.Except for the "anti-imperial organization" that emerged after the war, which caused many major accidents in the past few years, everything on the earth is operating as usual.After that, the enemy-killing arms in each region will not have to disarm at any time and place, so as to deal with the frenzied "anti-imperial organizations" that may appear in any place at any time.

As soon as the standard gun is smashed out, it is enough to confirm the identity of the other party without looking at the other party's ID card, but the weapons of the soldiers are all for killing the enemy. This is the first time that special forces use weapons like this to frighten civilians.

At this moment, the entire carriage fell silent. The young man on the seat and the nearby passengers stared nervously at the cold gun, and even the girls whose faces were flushed just a second ago shut their mouths tightly.

The young man's back was stiff, his face turned pale with fright, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.He moved carefully with support, and he didn't even have the guts to touch the small table, let alone put away his computer—the gun was still pressed firmly on his notebook.Facing a special soldier, the young man didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements. Who knows if there is a painting in the painting tube on his back, a special soldier might be able to take out something from it.

The young man quickly left his seat and returned to his seat as if fleeing for his life. The man sat down expressionlessly, and did not put away his weapon, but closed his eyes wearily.

In the two hours before arriving in the capital, there was no sound in the carriage.

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"What the hell does Qiu Luo want to do! Huh? I sent someone to pick him up, and he ran to take the high-speed rail?! Does he just want to fight against me!" Some elderly men with dignified looks were standing in the capital military region. In the chief's office, he pointed furiously at the sky, his eyes were bloodshot with excitement.

"Chief, Qiu Luo's injuries are not healed and he is not suitable for high-altitude flying. It's safer to take the high-speed rail." The young man with gentle eyebrows sat aside and listened to him for a long time, and couldn't help explaining: "Besides, Qiu Luo is in a bad mood, and you know it. "

"He's in a bad mood, but I'm in a good mood?" The chief pointed to the direction of the reception room outside the window, panting anxiously: "Major Shen, do you know who those two people are?"

Shen Feng whispered: "I know..."

The chief roared: "Then do you know how long they waited for Chu Luo!"

"I know..." Shen Feng's voice became even softer.

A few days ago, the military region received a video from the imperial capital military region, which shocked the top government officials.The person who appeared in the video was General Hughden, who holds the highest military power in the Ganamore Empire. This is a big figure that even the nobles of the empire cannot touch, let alone a mere earth. The general didn't say anything about the decision of the life and death of the earth, but asked a special officer from the capital military region to go to the empire and marry his younger brother by name.

That officer was Churro.

The order from the person who holds the power of life and death on the earth cannot be disobeyed.

The people from the empire who came to pick up Chu Luo arrived this morning.

However, Chu Luo was injured on a mission at the border a few months ago, and he has been recuperating in K City nearby.The chief didn't expect that the people from the empire would come so fast. After receiving the news from the space station, he hurriedly arranged to go to City K, but he didn't expect that Qiu Luo went to take the high-speed train by himself, and he didn't arrive until now, but the people from the empire The two officers had been waiting all morning.

There was a slight knock on the door outside, and a schoolmaster pushed the door open and said with a nervous expression: "Report to the chief, the reception room... is urgent."

Shen Feng stood up and said, "I'll explain to them."

The chief sighed and strode forward: "I'll go by myself."

This matter was regarded as a secret by the high-level officials, except for the school-level officers who had some friendship with Qiu Luo, the military officers below the general level knew nothing about it.However, the military warships of the empire landed on the apron with great fanfare, making everyone in the military region secretly guess, what is the reason for the people from the empire to come here in person?

Shen Feng pushed open the door, and when he looked up, he saw two officers in gray and blue uniforms standing in front of the window of the reception room, talking in a low voice. The person with weight should be the confidant of General Huwden. Sending such a heavyweight soldier here shows that the other party attaches great importance to this matter.

"I'm very sorry to the two generals. Major Qiu was recuperating before and was injured. He may have to wait a while before coming." The chief entered the door and apologized.

Standing by the side, Shen Feng translated it in fluent interstellar common language.

A silver-haired officer smiled politely and said, "It's okay, we just need to know the exact time in order to reply to the general."

The chief looked at the school: "When will the high-speed train from Qiuluo arrive?"

"There are four or ten minutes left. Someone has already been sent to the high-speed rail station to wait for him. It will be a little over an hour at most." The school said.

The two imperial officers looked at each other, nodded and said, "Okay, we will continue to wait."

The two of them didn't show arrogance and impatience. It seemed that waiting was their job. The chief was relieved. He sat down and drank a cup of tea with the two of them before returning to his office—he didn't want to hang out. These two people, but each other likes to be alone.

An hour and a half later, there was another knock on the office door, and this time it was Chu Luo who opened the door.

The chief got angry for a long time, but now he saw Qiu Luo but didn't say much, he just looked at his thin clothes and frowned: "Are you cold?" It doesn't matter that the place in K city is warm, and the capital is already below zero at this time up.

"Where's the person?" Qiu Luo was expressionless, with a cold brow.

His attitude made the chief gasp immediately, he clicked his tongue and pointed at him, "Look at what you're wearing? Where's your uniform? Go and change into your uniform!"

Chu Luo turned around and left: "I'll wait at the parking lot."

The chief made him very angry, and Shen Feng hurriedly chased him out, "He's in the reception room, wait a minute, I'll simply pack your luggage for you."

Qiu Luo strode towards the reception room with the painting tube on his back. Shen Feng turned back and dragged a silver box to follow behind Qiu Luo, asking softly, "How is your injury?"

"It's almost done." Qiu Luo said indifferently.

While speaking, the two had already arrived at the reception room. Qiu Luo pushed open the door, and stood at the door looking at the two officers with a stern look, "Let's go." He finished speaking as if giving an order, and slammed the door behind him without taking a step inside. Yes, turn around and go to the parking lot.

The two people in the room still hadn't recovered, they silently glanced at each other, and a layer of tense cold sweat broke out between their brows in unison.

"Could it be the one just now..." One person hurried out and grabbed Shen Feng's sleeve.

Shen Feng said: "It's Qiu Luo."

"No, no, no! You must have made a mistake." The other person was so nervous that his voice was a little trembling, "In the photo given by the general, he is clearly a boy who is about the same age as our young master!"

The author has something to say: Kaixinla~ Mengxin continues to tremble...

(Although Chapter 1 is the main attack angle, but this is the main point of view of the chapter, after Xiao Shou comes out, the angle of view will go around him)