Veteran

Cheng Xiu was interviewed for the third time on her eighth day of sobriety.

The location is still an empty room.

He sat on the ground.

No second person came in, only a cold voice came from the speaker: "Do you feel unwell today?"

"Too bored to start counting how many hairs you have?"

"Still can't remember anything?"

"I think I'm a man." Cheng Xiu smiled suddenly, showing a row of neat teeth, "I checked my reproductive organs carefully, and I'm sure it's not artificial, and the size should be XL, which is very suitable for me. expected."

"What about the others? Like your name, background or skills."

"Skill, does shooting accuracy count?"

"Have you practiced shooting?"

"When solving physiological needs." Although there was no audience on the opposite side, he still blinked ambiguously, "You know, the ability in this area is also an important criterion for measuring the authenticity of my organs."

No sound from speakers.

Cheng Xiu said suddenly: "You said that day that if I hadn't been awakened in time, I would probably turn into a one-year-old baby, or even shrink into a fertilized egg. Is that true?"

"We observed you for three years, and your body and age have been shrinking visibly with the naked eye. We have tangible evidence."

"I'm not skeptical, I'm just a little regretful that the mystery of my life experience can almost be revealed. There is a saying that the old horse knows the way. Maybe after the fertilized eggs are separated, we can follow them to find my parents."

The other party didn't appreciate his joke, and said coldly: "This is the end of today's conversation, you can rest."

The so-called rest means staying alone in a room separated from the "conversation room", facing a bed, a lamp, and a bathroom, doing whatever you like.

Cheng Xiu turned into the room, and the door closed immediately.

The lamp shines on the head of the bed, the quilt is neatly arranged, and the garbage after the meal has disappeared.Obviously, when he was interviewed, someone had already entered the room and cleaned it up.

Cheng Xiu lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Can't remember anything?

of course not.

Three or four days after he woke up, he had almost recalled his glorious and great life.

Former name: Cheng Xiu.

Common name: Lin Ying.

Position: Unprecedented seven-star general in the interstellar United States, commander-in-chief of the 36th Group Garrison, supreme commander of the expeditionary force and special operations force, permanent honorary chairman of the military council, honorary director of the 130 military academies association...

Too many titles to count.

But one thing is clear—he was assassinated on his 39th birthday, and his life was in danger. According to past experience, he was dead.When he closed his eyes at that time, he was ready for a long sleep.The only regret is that after death, the majestic seven-star general is likely to be squeezed into the same meritorious cemetery with a group of five-star generals-he doesn't think that the government that has always been at odds with him will kindly give him a separate feng shui treasure land.

In any case, it was all after death, at least he never thought that one day he would reopen his eyes and face the world at the age of seven or eight.

The "rebirth" that many people yearn for is "completely unnecessary" to him.

His life has been full of success and fame, and he is destined to become a highlight in the history of the United States of Stars. Even if there are mixed reviews, there are only historical comments.Even if he died of an assassination in his prime, he would not regret it. He couldn't imagine his gray-haired self feeling old and lonely when he sighed at night and missed the stars. Disappearing at the most glorious moment of life is the best treatment for a hero.As for revenge, as long as he is alive, the enemy will always be there, inexhaustible, inexhaustible, just like cockroaches in the kitchen, mice in the gutter, so it doesn't matter who dies.

Is it necessary to start over the life of "Jack Su" again?

Cheng Xiu's answer is: no.

But he can no longer die rashly.

One is that after death, the body cannot be driven back to the meritorious cemetery by itself, exposing the corpse to the wilderness does not conform to his life aesthetics.

The second is that he doesn't know if he will "wake up" again.

Based on these two points, he had to figure out what happened to him.

The first day he woke up, he spent in ignorance, his head was blank, he didn't know who he was and where he was.

The next day, with his head full of paste, he was questioned by an "invisible" person in the "conversation room" for a long time.

On the third and fourth days, restore memory.

On the fifth day, he pretended to be sick, and then was stunned by the room full of drugs, and spent a physical examination in his sleep that turned out to be "healthy".

On the sixth or seventh day, he began to think about how to escape from here.

The eighth day...

Even today, after going through another inexplicable interview, the progress of the escape is still at a negligible 0.0001%.The opponent used four words to describe his defense - impeccable.

He didn't even know whether the body was his or not.

Cheng Xiu closed her eyes and touched the large red-brown mole on her chest.

In order to make up for the "lack of majesty" in appearance, he left all the scars back then, including being scratched by the opponent's "crazy nails" when he beat someone.But now, the scars are gone, only this birth mole is still there.

This is an important evidence for the teacher to conclude that he has "big ambitions" and "the future is limitless".He had observed it carefully before, and he was sure that it was the same model as the original one. He believed that when he got older, the color and size of this mole would grow closer to the shape he remembered.However, this still didn't convince him that his body had really shrunk.Although Xingguo strictly prohibits research on human cloning and memory replication, prohibition means "yes".Cloning and replication seem to be more acceptable than more complex inverse growth.It's a pity that his knowledge base is all about military and political information, and he has no clue about biomedicine.

You have to find an opportunity to take the initiative.

The admiral, who firmly believed that there would be no pie in the sky, slowly fell asleep while talking about the battle plan.

The aircraft was swept away from the intended course by the blizzard and sucked into a narrow mountain crevice.The two wings hit the mountain wall left and right, and gradually sank.Below is a rushing river with countless hidden reefs. The river water hits the reefs, splashing in all directions, like an angry howling monster with its bloody mouth open, waiting for its prey to throw itself into the net.

At the critical moment, Cheng Xiu gave up the aircraft, opened the hatch and jumped out.

The impact of entering the water is smaller than expected, but the river is freezing cold, colder than expected.It was only when his nose was flooded that he realized he had forgotten to wear a life jacket.At this time, it was too late to repent of his recklessness, the raging river rushed him all the way to the cliff, and further forward was a waterfall hundreds of meters high!

Cheng Xiu was so startled that her whole body turned cold, and she swung her limbs desperately. The thrust of the river was like the scythe of death, falling slowly and firmly.

A close call.

A branch stretched out from the side, and he even clearly saw the green leaves trembling in the middle of the wet branch.

Cheng Xiu reached out and grabbed the branch without hesitation.

then.

The branches were loosened.

His body was forced to turn half a circle and slide backwards.

On the shore, a familiar figure stood by the budding young tree, pursing his lips and smiling at him in despair.

……

It's Thomas' Cao Xie again!

"Ah sneeze!"

Cheng Xiu woke up to the sound of her own sneezing, and found that she had slept through the severe winter—the room temperature had plummeted, and it didn't stop.

The admiral has fought for many years, and has encountered many situations that are a hundred times worse than the current situation, but that was when he was an adult and he was thick and thick and not afraid of being fucked. Now he is just a little boy with thin skin and tender flesh.

Densely packed small granules stood up on the white and tender skin, which was so cold that it seemed that frost would form in the next second.He rubbed his arms, stood up neatly, and started running around the small room, doing sit-ups, push-ups, and high leg lifts...

Standing at both ends of the tug-of-war rope, the heat from desperate activities and the low temperature continuously released in the room continued to wear down his physical strength.

Physical fatigue did not dampen his will.

He is waiting.

Maybe one hour, two hours, maybe one second, two seconds...

On the wall not far from the head of the bed, there is a hidden compartment, which is the delivery window, and Cheng Xiu's three meals a day will be delivered on time from there.

If today's breakfast is delivered on time, it means that the other party has not given up on him, and the drop in room temperature is just an accident.If not, it may be that the other party is going to kill him, or it may be that the other party has encountered some accident.

For a seven or eight-year-old boy, his amount of exercise is already excessive.But for a general who has been killed by thousands of troops, his willpower can last for a long time, a long time, a long time...

"Clap."

A bag slipped from the dark compartment.

Cheng Xiu, who had already run with "weak shoulders, stiff knees, sore back and cramps in legs", was relieved and bent down to pick up the bag.There were eight slices of bread and a bag of milk in the bag.Compared with the previous two slices of bread, one bag of milk, one piece of ham, one egg and one orange, today's food was too crude, as if prepared hastily before going out, but he ate happily.

When you are in a difficult situation, you are most afraid of staying the same, watching all kinds of ideas run into walls one by one and helpless.Therefore, there are loopholes in moving, and there is no limit in changing.

After Cheng Xiu ate the bread and drank the milk, he pecked his fingers with unsatisfied interest.

During the meal, the room temperature rose back quietly, and the danger of being frozen to death was resolved, but when the change came, the opportunity also came.He began to think about finding an appropriate time to "attack".

The room leaks happen to rain all night, someone gives you a pillow when you are sleepy, good luck and bad luck are the twins of fate, and they always appear alternately.

Cheng Xiu, who had been sneezing all night, finally yawned and was about to catch up on sleep when she heard a "wow" and the door opened.

Outside the door is still the "conversation room" with nothing.

Cheng Xiu stretched her waist and stood up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then went out slowly.

The door closed quickly, and the previous cold and mechanical voice came from the speaker: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Cheng Xiu shrugged: "Great! I just returned from the fugue tour of Pluto, and there are rocks and ice everywhere. I almost thought I was an ice sculpture caught in the cracks of the rocks, and my consciousness came out after being shot in the head by a meteor."

"There was a little glitch in the thermostat last night."

"This apology is very sincere."

The other party ignored his sarcasm and continued the same topic: "Did you dream of Pluto? Where is that? Where have you been?"

Cheng Xiu said: "God knows. I just blurted out, maybe there really is such a place?"

"Is there any discomfort in your body after being frozen all night?"

The other party's voice still had no ups and downs, but Cheng Xiu heard a trace of anxiety.

"Hungry." He stopped being roundabout, and cut to the point succinctly, "I really want to eat a birthday cake. It's two-tiered, with the vaguely written 'Happy Birthday' written on the top layer with chocolate sauce, and a lot of diced fruit sprinkled on the side. "

"Is this your memory or your fantasy?"

"I don't know. Maybe give me a real cake and I'll know better."

The other party was silent for a while and said, "We can't wait endlessly."

Cheng Xiu was alert: "What do you mean?"

The speaker remains silent.The door to the bedroom was opened, which meant the conversation was over.

Cheng Xiu stood there for a while, confirming that the other party did not intend to "continue", and then returned to the room.

The imbalance of the constant temperature system can be explained by objective failure, but the advance of the appointment and the anxiety of the conversation are all subjective behaviors.Something did happen, and it was not good for the other party.

There may be two.

One is internal causes, internal differences that make them feel the pressure.

One is external reasons, there are many reasons, but at present, except for almost freezing him to death, everything is fine.

Seeing that the opponent is not happy, I am always happy.

Cheng Xiu walked into the bathroom.

In order to prevent him from affecting the central system through the toilet system, a retro flush toilet is used here.Not to mention that they are not caring, in order to ensure that he uses the toilet smoothly, comfortably and happily, there is also a toilet suction next to it.Barely considered good news.

Cheng Xiu took off the toilet suction stick, lay down on the ground to feel the grip, and after confirming that it worked as expected, he got up and opened the toilet tank cover, and took out the plastic bag from the water.The bag contained five slices of bread, one egg, and one orange, all of which were saved from between the teeth two days ago.

After preparing everything, he returned to the room and sat down facing the secret compartment.

When writing the plan, he was excited and excited; when it was time to start, he was calm again.It's like a beam of light above my head, and someone is singing "Hallelujah" in my ears... The mood is so stable that the typhoon can't blow the waves.

He knew that the success rate was not high, and he also knew that the consequences could be serious, but there was no more time to wait.

When the other party says "you can't wait indefinitely", it is tantamount to giving an ultimatum.

What's next when patience runs out?

Obliterate?

Transformation?

It's never going to be pleasant.

After the long wait, there was an inaudible sound of friction coming from inside the wall, from top to bottom, from far to near.

Cheng Xiu tensed her limbs, her eyes were tightly locked into the dark grid.

The baffle of the dark compartment has a delay, every time the food hits the baffle from the inside, it just lifts up.Therefore, Cheng Xiu took the sound of food touching the baffle as a starting gun.

With the sound, they sprinted swiftly.

Seven or eight years old has the advantages of being seven or eight years old, such as small bones, more than enough to put the head into the dark space.Since the head can pass, the rest is not a problem.He is confident in his flexibility.

The moment his head poked into the hidden compartment, the index finger of his left hand nimbly hooked the lunch that had just dropped, and rushed in together.

The internal structure of the dark cell is the same as he imagined, it is a steep slope.He sucked the inner wall with the toilet, pulled his body up with strength, retracted his knees slightly, and closed the baffle against the soles of his shoes.

Before the light was cut off, he had a quick glance. It was a pipeline with an inclination between [-] and [-] degrees from the ground, and there was no end in sight.

Unable to determine whether the room is under surveillance, or whether the bedroom door will open any second, he must race against time.

Cheng Xiu dug out a piece of chocolate from his lunch, put it in his mouth, took a breath, jumped up, put his feet on both sides of the pipe, and moved up little by little with the suction of the toilet.Excessive exercise in the morning left a sore memory, a little effort, all kinds of sourness.

Fortunately, the texture of the pipe is quite ordinary, which is a good leverage.

He thought bitterly, this kind of material can be pierced with a little finger when it meets "Xinghai Angel".

"Xinghai Angel" was a congratulatory gift given to him by his teacher when he was promoted to major general. Later, he was regarded by the media as a double existence, claiming to be invincible.It's just that he thinks the biggest advantage of "Xinghai Angel" is that he runs fast, and he is an excellent player whether it is attacking or retreating.The current occasion is more suitable for "Future Storm", which is the first mecha in his life, a second-hand modification of the Reptile Series A1000 from the Auto Factory. Its performance is far inferior to "Xinghai Angel", but it is very good at climbing.The old sensor system will not lag only when crawling, so that every mech competition, he does everything possible to choose the map mode and mountain terrain.

Think about the mecha, think about the hardships you have suffered for the mecha in those years, the soreness in the body is not worth mentioning.

When he finally climbed to the top, he saw the light.

The light is leaking in, the square light is exactly the size of the dark grid.

Cheng Xiu leaned over and heard a burst of percussion music from bowls and plates.

Amidst the music, two female voices chattered.

"You're carrying a big bag of what?"

"Bread. I just transferred it from the warehouse, and I can just send this to No. [-] in the future."

"Only bread? There's not enough chocolate, eggs and fruit."

"Only send bread and milk. Lao Wang said that you can add some water to the milk, and you don't need to send too much bread."

"Is food restricted? Is someone really attacking us?"

"I don't know. It may be a small group of star thieves. I heard that the star country has not been very peaceful recently. Anyway, the commander will solve it."

The banging of dishes stopped.

The atmosphere was a little dignified.

Cheng Xiu's nails scratched across the inner wall, making a strange rubbing sound.

"Did you hear anything?"

"What kind of bug is it?"

Cheng Xiu grabbed it several times.

"It seems to come from inside."

"Could it be that the wild pheasant crawled in? I'm going to get the insecticide."

"It must have been brought in by someone from outside."

Not long after, a board was pushed away, and a chubby hand stretched in, holding the insecticide, and Cheng Xiu grabbed it. With a scream, he stabbed the toilet suction in the opponent's face fiercely, grabbing the killer. The insecticide jumped out.

The sudden situation prevented the two people outside from reacting.

Cheng Xiu repeatedly sprayed another person with insecticide, then grabbed the pot and slapped them on the head.The consequences of age regression and body shrinkage are insufficient wrist strength, and the second person passed out after being photographed four times in succession.

He was very guilty, and gently stroked her head with his fingers: "Don't do immoral things like mixing milk with water in the future, grow your brains and grow your heart." After searching and searching, he found an ID card. The words "living area" are written on it.

Although he guessed it was the kitchen in advance, he still hoped to find something different, such as a portable rocket launcher, a laser gun... With the card in his mouth, he turned the kitchen upside down, and found to his dismay that the two chefs Niang's cooking method is quite simple, and the fish knife is the sharpest weapon in the entire kitchen.

Alas, talk is better than nothing.

He wrapped the knife in a rag, opened the door and walked out.

I don't know if it's because my whereabouts haven't been revealed yet, or because the Star Bandit's fighting power is too strong, but Cheng Xiu walked all the way without hindrance.It wasn't until the compound mechanical door blocked the footsteps.

The composite mechanical door, also known as the Titan door, is huge in size, amazing in thickness, and has the function of deformation. It can change from a door to a life-and-death barrier at any time. It is another masterpiece of the Auto Factory.

The composite mechanical door leading to his office back then could eject six rockets.It's a pity that he died outside, and he couldn't verify whether the six rocket launchers worked or not.The one in front of him is a generation more advanced than the one in his office.Before he was assassinated, his secretary was applying for a new one, so he knew about it from the side.The new generation of mechanical doors has added an emergency device, which can be started directly as long as the correct password is entered, avoiding the embarrassment of not having an ID card at a critical moment.In order to promote sales, Auto Factory organized a sightseeing group, and his secretary was invited to participate, and came back hahaha for a long time, but unfortunately he forgot what the password was.otherwise……

When the ID card flashed a red light, Cheng Xiu's first thought was to run.

But the mechanical door didn't turn upside down immediately, but opened a small door.A soldier armed to the teeth came out with the portable bazooka he coveted, and walked up to him indifferently: "Who are you?"

Cheng Xiu looked at his equipment enviously, touched the wrapped fish knife, and whispered, "I want to find my father."

"Who is your father?"

Cheng Xiu tilted her head, looked behind him, made sure that no one was following him, and then smiled slightly: "Your father...it's me." The fish knife in his hand was quickly drawn from the dishcloth, and pierced into the loose waist of the other party. When it was clasped tightly, the soldier's well-fitting bulletproof suit suddenly lost control, shrinking in the middle like a leaking balloon, squeezing muscles and bones.

The soldier let out a scream, tearing the bullet-proof suit desperately with both hands.

Cheng Xiu took the opportunity to pull out the ID card inserted on his shoulder and the laser gun on the side of his thigh, avoiding the opponent's mad rush, and quickly walked through the small door.

Behind the door is a war garage.

The uniformly shaped black chariots are arranged in an orderly manner, and the lights illuminate their front and rear barrels, creating a chilling scene.

Around the chariot, several soldiers were patrolling with guns.

The red light of the composite mechanical door attracted attention, but behind that door was the living area, and they were not too vigilant, thinking that it was people from the living area who came to find someone in violation of the regulations.

It wasn't until a little kid appeared at the door that they were surprised.But it was too late.

Cheng Xiu got under the car before they could react.

Despite the chariot's small size, his body is even smaller.The soldiers jumped on the roof of the car and looked down, but they couldn't find him.On the contrary, they are all tall and burly, no matter where they stand, they are moving targets.

Cheng Xiu didn't take the initiative to attack.The laser gun in his hand is an unseen model, but the "NY: 1000" on the base means that its energy reserve is not large. Calculated at a range of 10 meters, it is only enough to fire 10 rounds, and the enemies here are far more than 10 people.

He rolled quickly from under one car to another.

"I saw him." An excited shout suddenly came from behind.

Cheng Xiu shrank his body, kicked his right caster on the axle, and his body rolled in the opposite direction.In the next second, the laser slid across the door of the chariot and hit the position where he had just stopped, less than five centimeters away from his ear.

This was the first time since his resurrection that he was so close to death.

Not only was Cheng Xiu not nervous, but he felt the excitement that he hadn't seen for a long time.The light reflected on the chariot at the front right was suddenly blocked, and he immediately poked half of his body out from under the car, raised his gun and fired.The soldier who was standing on the roof of the car looking down was instantly pierced through the chest and fell on his back, staring at the direction of the shooting...

While celebrating, the murderer quickly crawled to the other side.When he entered the garage, he scanned the environment. In addition to the door leading to the living area, there were three composite mechanical doors.Since this is a garage, one of them must lead to the outside.