Ruyizhai

"As we all know, the first case of returning home disease that entered the state of no cure, hereinafter referred to as case No. 0, appeared in Paris, Texas in 3038. In the following two years, the number of new humans who came to the earth from K star increased sharply, and One out of every one hundred new human beings who come to the earth because of indulging in the lifestyle of the old age, or in order to trace the traces of the ancestors, suffers from returning home syndrome, also known as "returning to ancestors". After this 'atavistic' state enters the terminal stage, there is no medicine to provide treatment, and it is called 'no cure' in clinical pathology.

"Although the great geneticists of the alliance and the team of returning home disease research experts have worked tirelessly to study the genetic code of human beings day and night, in order to cure this genetic mutation disease caused by the limitation of genetic modification technology to assist new humans to adapt to the earth's environment. Provide the most effective treatment, but still cannot rule out case-to-case heterogeneity, and cannot develop an effective suppressive vaccine that completely eliminates the onset of returning home. Scientists are still working, and politicians are still working for the new Human health actively proposes various proposals. In 3040, Adolf Cohen, member of the United Socialist Party, proposed a proposal. The content of the proposal includes but is not limited to making the Americas of the earth unsuitable for human habitation, and because the electromagnetic quantum response is too sensitive to adapt to the technological transformation of new humans. The wilderness of the country was built as a 'war camp'.

"Before explaining what 'war camp' does, viewers must understand that the symptoms of hopeless return syndrome are: dizziness with sunrises; avid adoption of pets; and active participation in dissecting humans and Volunteering with animals; keen to collect flames, and keen to be a temporary firefighter in his spare time; sometimes feel that his surroundings are full of light, and sometimes feel like falling into a black hole; Destroyed; insomnia, the longest recorded case of incurable returning home syndrome can last up to three months, but the physical function is not affected by the lack of cultivation, the secretion of adrenaline is stable, and the prefrontal cortex of the brain is active. Three Isn’t human beings who don’t need to rest for a month the best war machine? At 3040 am on September 09, 07 AD, the United Socialist Party established the first war camp in Paris, Texas, to uniformly accommodate patients with incurable returning home syndrome , the sick people are divided into black and white, they will fight day and night, kill day and night! They will not be a threat to society, they will unleash all their energy in the war camp, as the saying goes 'only madmen Don't go crazy', there is no one who is not overwhelmed by the wise proposal of the Adolf Köhn Hospital.

"In the war camp, the weapons that can be used include but are not limited to fighter jets, tanks, guns, projectile shells, detonating explosives, swords, folding fishing rods, all household labor tools, all agricultural labor tools, and all ornamental For the sake of the normal use of the war camp, all electromagnetic quantum weapons, unmanned machinery and intelligent machinery are prohibited in the field. War belongs to human beings, and the use of machinery is the most inhumane destruction of war!

"What do you think? In the previous lengthy introduction, I used narration to introduce, put on Herzog's accent filter, and when it came to the introduction of weapons, I used photos to show it. Have you seen "Dike"? That's it. That kind of effect, like the audience showing different types of fighter jets, different types of pistols, household labor tools, fire extinguishers, agricultural tools, axes, harvesters, you know those things can kill people Is it rolled in and the bones are twisted to pieces? The ornamental device is to use... um... football! You can find a football in every house in Rio. Do you want to ask if you can get a football? How much strength? Can it kill people? It’s not just for killing people. You see, first catch eleven people with white squares. You know that football was a gambling game played by eleven people more than 1000 years ago, right? Anyway, find eleven white bastards, divide them into three, three, three, two, and tie them to four bamboo poles, you stand farther away, one kick flies out, one ball Just kicked a person's head away! Sometimes the ball flies out, one head flies out, and the other head also flies away, just like hitting water with a stone Yes, have you ever played? Do you want to play? That's a lot of fun! Oh, man, why did you throw up?"

Wu Xingchen covered his mouth and looked at the black-eyed man who was talking endlessly, waved his hands, and forced out three words: "I don't want to play..."

He rubbed his chin with black eyes and said, "Oh, then you're not the pleasure type, you're not the passionate crime type, you're the one with sexual dysfunction? A woman in red? Or a little boy with tender skin and tender flesh?"

Wu Xingchen asked: "There are so many types in Incurable?"

Black Eyes said: "That's not it!" He poked his head out of the trench furtively and looked out, and a bullet grazed his head and landed on the sand outside the trench.Black Eyes slid back into the trench, laughing, "Whatever he is, he can kill people day and night, this is where the fucking bastards release their energy!"

As if in response to what he said, the sound of artillery fire in the distance became louder, bang bang bang bang, almost drowning out his wild laughter.Black Eyes raised the virtual camera again, pointed the camera at Wu Xingchen, and said, "Now the camera is on the black soldier 465 again, let's see how he plans to complete his first mission after entering the war camp, to assassinate the white soldier." Commander-in-Chief Fang!"

Wu Xingchen was dumbfounded: "Assassinate Commander-in-Chief Bai Fang??"

The black eyes said: "Dude, why else would 145 take you to minus 20? Are you full?"

"Minus 20?" Wu Xingchen was confused, "What do you mean?"

Black Eyes pointed outside: "It means that this trench is 20 meters away from the Sanatorium in Paris, Texas, and belongs to the White side's position, so for the Black side," he pointed to himself and then to Wu Xingchen, "here is the negative. "

"Are we in the White side now? Is the Texas-Paris Sanatorium a landmark?" Wu Xingchen looked around, shrunk his shoulders involuntarily, and pressed his back against the trench.There was not a single soldier in the empty trenches, not even a soldier's body.

Black Eyes said: "No one has been here for a month, no one, no supplies, White has pushed the front line to positive 2000, listen, da da da da, is this two fucking kilometers away? sound?"

Wu Xingchen carefully identified it, and it was indeed the sound of machine gun fire from two kilometers away.

He patted him with black eyes: "Or you don't like narration in documentaries? Well, let's start with text, what do you think of this passage:

"'According to official statistics, from September 3040, 09 to September 07, 3060, a total of 09 people have been sent to war camps on the earth and the moon. As of September 07, 32, the total population of new humans Enter the 3060 million mark, which means that every two hundred new humans will have a genetically mutated anti-human murderer, and the next thing you will see is the story of the black soldier 09 of the war camp'Ah, no, no, Why is this passage so familiar, isn’t this the opening scene of that documentary? 07, this is plagiarism! Plagiarism! No! Movies are dead, but they must not be plagiarized!” Black Eyes slapped himself and yelled loudly , the sound was loud, the sound was too loud—two more bullets hit, this time the shoulder with black eyes was shot outside the trench, Wu Xingchen quickly pulled him into the trench, and the two lay on the ground say.

"Your number is 677?" Wu Xingchen asked.

"Yes, 465." 677 pulled the military rank on the shoulder to show Wu Xingchen. There was a red stripe embroidered on the black shoulder strap. He saluted Wu Xingchen, "The position is senior recorder."

Wu Xingchen said: "I thought the recorders in the war camps were all clerical jobs."

Black Eyes said disdainfully: "How do clerical jobs kill people, with documents, or with words?"

Wu Xingchen touched the other side of the trench, glanced at the black camp, hey, a bullet flew past his ear, hit the ground, and a wisp of dust slowly rose into the air.Wu Xingchen slid back again, took a deep breath, the sniper was watching too closely, he couldn't find out his position at all.Perhaps there was more than one sniper.

Wu Xingchen looked at 677 and asked, "Are all the tasks you assign to recruits so important?"

"Important? Hahaha, 465, this is a test!" 677 said with a smile. He stretched his arm, exposing the metal bracelet on his wrist, and said, "Your special bracelet for war camps is on 145. You can see it when you put it on." Go to the specific task information."

Wu Xingchen said, "You mean the one who got shot in the head just now?"

677 nodded.Wu Xingchen's face froze, and he said softly: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

He felt "angry", "bored", and "angry", all of which were slight, and they were all words taught to him by Ruyi Zhai.Wu Xingchen clenched his fist, where did Ruyizhai go?Was he in the war camp too?

677 patted the right wrist holding the camera with his left hand: "Wow, 465, you're in the mood! Angry, yes, just angry! Give me more... come, come, come," 677 became more and more excited, mouth With a weird smile on his face, he started chattering again: "There are also firm, complicated eyes, with hope in despair, and despair in hope, so what should soldier 465, who is burning with anger and turbulent in his heart, do? Guess, audience, get nervous, audience! Will 465 die?" 677 lay on the ground, and the camera lens was stuck on Wu Xingchen's face again. Although this is a virtual camera, the dark The camera invisibly brings a sense of oppression, as if there are thousands of eyes, as if there are thousands of people staring at him behind the camera.Wu Xingchen turned his face away uncomfortably, 677 laughed loudly, and the camera came over again, closely following Wu Xingchen: "Audience, back to squinting the camera, "12 Monkeys", "Mission: Impossible", "Fear of Las Vegas", aha! It still has to be De Palma! The shot should be lengthened and the focus should be emphasized!" 677 got up and danced with the camera: ""Kill Bill", Uma Thurman of the ceiling!"

Wu Xingchen dragged him back, but this time there were no bullets coming, only the distant explosion echoed in their ears.The snipers seemed to let them go.

Wu Xingchen asked, "Will snipers move their positions casually?"

"Dude! They've already wasted 5 minutes on us and there's a dozen bullets to go, spanning two fucking shots, going from fucking documentaries to feature films, time to go somewhere else of course Head grabbing, they must have seen three black square hats on the way to the front line, they didn’t expect it took so long, only one was killed, why don’t they go? Bullets are very precious here, 2000 war zone There are many people who can be killed easily, do you think you are filming "Blood Heroes" and have unlimited bullets?" 677 got up, stood in the trench and patted his clothes and said.

Wu Xingchen was still lying in the trench, and asked, "How do you know there's more than one sniper?"

677 climbed out of the trench, squatted on the ground, put the camera on the ground, looked at Wu Xingchen, and raised a finger: "The angle of the bullet landing." He pointed to the southeast direction he was facing, "A sniper The hand is there, and it should be lying behind that small slope." Then pointing due east: "One is there, and it should be hiding behind the tank that was blown in half."

No bullets flew over.Wu Xingchen looked at 677, who was still squatting on the ground, talking to him with a lively spirit, and then climbed out of the trench. 677 pointed to the tank and said, "Go over there and have a look."

Wu Xingchen walked towards the tank, and when he got to the back of the tank, he saw a bunch of messy footprints, and there were a few drops of water in the footprints. 677 asked him, "What do you think this is?"

Wu Xingchen leaned over and touched the water drop mark, 677 motioned him to lick it, Wu Xingchen licked it, it was a bit salty, it was human sweat. 677 pointed to a row of tire tracks nearby, and pointed to the mound where he speculated that another sniper had ambushed earlier, and said, "They drove away."

There are still some footprints on the side of the tire tracks, and there is also a row of footprints from the mound to the tank.The tire tracks of the jeep are heading east, and the east is still an endless plain, and the far east is a blurred horizon.boom!Something exploded again, and a puff of black smoke rushed into the sky.

Now 677 gave Wu Xingchen another instruction, and he said, "Go to 145."

Wu Xingchen asked him, "How long have you been here?"

677 held up two fingers.

"Two years?"

"Two weeks."

"Two years and two weeks?"

"Two weeks in Year Zero!" 677 burst out laughing.The black smoke from the explosion flew to them, Wu Xingchen was choked and coughed, and 677 had turned up his collar to cover his mouth and nose. When he arrived at 145's body, 677 held the camera and said, "Turn him over." right jacket pocket."

Wu Xingchen turned 145 over, took out a bracelet from the right pocket of his jacket, and quickly put it on his right hand. The short thorns on the bracelet that read biological information pierced his wrist. He gasped, a little Pain, but a familiar sense of weight came back, followed by a sense of peace of mind, Wu Xingchen exhaled a long breath.He feels that he will be able to call a special car home immediately, he will be able to write a letter to his mother Xiaoyue immediately, he will be able to check the current appearance of No. 261 Chalaspai Avenue, and he will be able to visit the cemetery opposite his home immediately How many peach blossoms are left on the peach blossom tree.

Wu Xingchen caught a glimpse of 145's death, his heart sank, he felt like vomiting, and wanted to shed tears.

145 died.There was a red dot between his eyebrows, and a thin stream of red gushed out from the red dot and meandered to the bridge of his nose.His eyes were open, his pupils out of focus, and his mouth was slightly open with grit on his lips.He was motionless, the sun was baking his hair and his body.

Company 677 snapped his fingers twice and said, "Hey, hey, take his dagger, his revolver, a pack of cigarettes in his trousers pocket, and a Bible in his jacket pocket, take them all, you can use them. "

Wu Xingchen stood without moving, and said, "He's dead..."

677 said: "That's right, you are standing here stupidly, and a sniper will come over after a while, that is, you are dead, if you don't take these, you are fucking dead."

Wu Xingchen knelt down and said, "I shouldn't be here."

He said: "I'm just a museum clerk! It never occurred to me for a moment to kill someone! I shouldn't be here! Something's wrong!"

He covered his face and cried.When a person dies, he should cry, feel sad, and mourn him. Death is so sudden, death is so unexpected, and the medical technology of new humans cannot completely obliterate "accidents". That's why people respect life, so no one The right to go beyond "accidents" and take the lives of others.

677 kicked Wu Xingchen, and yelled: "Fuck, who cares what kind of officer 'I' is, when you arrive at the war camp, you are a potential murderer! You are going to become a fucking murderer! You are a soldier !You must obey orders! Obey your deepest desire! You hurry!"

Wu Xingchen sobbed and bent down, 677 kicked again, and laughed out loud: "You wretch! Fuck, cry! Just cry! Don't waste the tears of the subject! The actor's tears count as It's hypocrisy and bloody precious eye drops!"

677 kicked Wu Xingchen to the ground, pounced on him and broke his hand away, and patted him in pain against his face.Wu Xingchen didn't resist, 677 kept scolding him and beat him, but Wu Xingchen still didn't resist, his face turned to one side.He saw the body of the pilot Bai Fang whose neck was wiped open by 145.

His uniform is white.

Ruyizhai's clothes are even whiter.

Will he never see Ruyi Zhai again?He will die here... These hopeless people, these murderers, they talk about "killing", how can they talk about "killing" like eating?Don't they understand that in the war camp, they are both hunters and prey, and they will die at any time...

A white figure suddenly flashed before Wu Xingchen's eyes.

He can't die yet...

Wu Xingchen pushed 677 away, touched 145, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trousers pocket.He wiped his face, poured out a cigarette, and bit it, he couldn't become like 145, stiff and smelly, he had to live, he had to find Ruyizhai!

Wu Xingchen took out the pistol, dagger, and Bible mentioned by 145 from 677.

677 said: "Soldier 465, finally entered the state!"

Wu Xingchen took off the white pilot's coat and got into the wreckage of Suzaku. He found a water bottle and a flare gun there. He took a sip of water and handed the water bottle to 677. 677 drank too. Taking a sip of water, he asked him, "Have you thought about how to assassinate Commander Bai Fang?"

Wu Xingchen clicked on the terminal, and a line of words jumped out of his wrist:

联盟战争营地士兵465，欢迎使用战争营地专属终端，点此查看详细坐标，点此查看当前任务。当前时间：3060年10月03日战争营地标准时间09点32分34秒。

Wu Xingchen clicked on "Current Mission", and a notification letter appeared in front of him:

Tell Union War Camp Soldiers 465, according to your current location, you will need to cross the plains of Texas (click to view details), Rio de Janeiro (click to view details), Montecristo Cloud Forest (click to view details), Antarctic Snowfield (click to view details) Details), Taklimakan Desert (click to view details), and finally arrived at the place where the commander-in-chief of the white party was, and carried out the task of assassinating the commander-in-chief of the white party. The internal map of the white party's camp has been stored in the terminal. For the sake of confidentiality, please Open to view.

677 was excitedly rubbing his hands next to him: "Dude, we shoot westerns on the plains, put on a Leone filter, and everything looks like wind and sand. Originally, there was a 145, which is "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly." There are two people left, it's okay, just think of him as Clint Eastwood, "Once Upon a Time in the West" is not bad! When you arrive in Rio de Janeiro, it's like a tribute to "City of God", let's put on little Kleber. Mendoza's filter? "Sounds in the House" or "Baclaw", you choose one form of expression! What do you think of the rainforest shot in "The Lost City"? In the snow, don't fuck it Is "The Thing" still a senior recorder? Fuck, forget about Gonzalez! "The Revenant"! There are more shots in the desert. Have you seen "Lawrence of Arabia"? Yes !Spielberg filter, so few places can put together the "Raiders of the Lost Ark" five parts!"

Without saying a word, Wu Xingchen clicked on the details of the Dezhou Plain, and a panoramic map including the situation of the black and white camps appeared in front of him.The bottom of the map shows that the black camp map was last updated on October 3060, 10 at 03:09:32 Standard Time of the War Camp, and the white camp was last updated at 34:3060 Standard Time of the War Camp on September 09, 03 18 seconds.On the map, icons are set up for the negative 02, negative 08, negative 20, negative 200, and negative 2000 places of the white camp. After passing the negative 20000 icon, you enter the city.The walking speed of the new humans was about eight kilometers per hour. Wu Xingchen calculated that he only needed to walk for two and a half hours to leave this plain where it was difficult to find shelter and enter Rio.However, walking in the White Square position and going through the 20000 large and small camps shown on the map is obviously very dangerous. Wu Xingchen is completely unsure about his shooting skills and close combat skills. He looked at the The signal gun looked at 20000 again, and asked, "How long does it take for reinforcements to come after a distress signal is issued?"

"In the enemy's position? Are you going to ask for help here?" 677 looked at the flare gun in Wu Xingchen's hand and asked.

Wu Xingchen took off Bai Fang's pilot's jacket, and said, "Ask our side for help."

677 blew the whistle, and Wu Xingchen asked again, "What form does rescue usually take?"

“Usually an officer with two medics would drive from the nearest camp in a military jeep.”

Wu Xingchen looked at the nearest Baifang camp on the map, which was 2 minutes away from their current location by military jeep.

Wu Xingchen said: "I may trouble you to suspend the filming and be an actor for 2 minutes."

677 said: "No, the camera will only stop the moment you complete the task, or the moment you die!"

Wu Xingchen had a headache. After 677 finished speaking, he lay down next to 145 with the camera in hand, and placed the virtual camera on his stomach.

Wu Xingchen laughed.He thought that this was the "sense of humor" that Ruyizhai often talked about.This feeling made him relax a little. He changed into the white pilot uniform, wiped some blood from the pilot's neck on the coat, dragged the pilot's body outside, and covered it tightly with a few pieces of aircraft wreckage.Then, he fired a signal, and the signal went into the air. He clenched his 145 revolver and lay down on the sand.

With his face pressed against the rough ground, he heard 677 whisper: "The camera...is working..."

Wu Xingchen waited quietly.