Alternative Rival

But the gun did not go off.

There are no bullets in it.

The soldiers who were holding Zhao Qingge suddenly let go of their hands, and helped her up with apologies in their eyes. Zhao Qingge shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Immediately she walked up to Bo Jue, held her hand, slowly took the gun down, threw it back to the lieutenant, put her in her arms with one hand and patted her on the back, whispering that there is a calming feeling in the heavy rain Power: "Don't be afraid, it's over."

The rain mixed with tears on Bo Jue's face. Suddenly, he was completely blinded by this accident, and he just let the other party hold him stiffly.

what is the problem?

There was a figure behind the lieutenant, who put a black umbrella over the lieutenant's head, nodded to him, the lieutenant retracted his gun, and regretfully announced: "I'm sorry, you failed to pass this selection. "

He was really sorry that he was so close to the door.

Bo Jue turned her head from the side of Zhao Qingge's neck and saw the person standing beside him with wide eyes. It was the anti-social organization leader A who "died" under Zhao Qingge's hand not long ago. The scars on his face were gone. Quite handsome.

The lieutenant grabbed A's shoulders and said generously, "Let me introduce, my Qizi, a famous magician in the barracks."

A——No, the lieutenant's Qizi nodded slightly, pointed at his eyebrows and smiled, "Hi, you're pretty good, but I still have a headache."

-

The lieutenant was sitting on the returning aircraft, which was piloted by his inaugural son. He watched him turn on an interstellar communication channel, and reported respectfully, "Sir, the incumbent of No. 030 committed suicide and failed the assessment."

"I see." Jiang Han said to the communicator.

The technician was rebroadcasting the scene just now, and Jiang Han watched with folded arms, his face was so cold that there was no warmth.

The long-haired silver-haired Qizi was completely hopeless. Unable to take action against his betrayed Qizi, he resolutely pointed the gun at him and died for love. How touching it is to say it, but the special forces don't need such a person.

The light number 030 on the screen faded, and there were dozens of grayed light spots around it.

"How many people have passed the assessment?"

The technician checked it out and said: "At present, there are four couples, and 30 people have passed the single-person assessment, of which 29 are the owners and one is the son."

He actually laughed while talking, Jiang Han gave him a sideways look, the technician quickly stopped laughing, and said: "There is a very funny couple, No. 029, no matter how her Qizi acts, she just doesn't believe her life and death, after asking two or three times I didn’t ask any more questions, just watched her act, what to eat, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do, and what to do. She Qizi sent us a letter saying that she was very helpless. Later, in the final scene, the captain who led the team gave her a gun , without hesitation, said to shoot and shoot."

"Oh?" Jiang Han became a little interested, "Show me the picture."

It was before the heavy rain came, on the other side of the Pleiades, a petite blonde girl jumped off the aircraft, looked at Qizi who was pushed to the ground, she looked very angry, her eyebrows It was about to stand up, but she held back and asked the leading captain what exactly he wanted to do?

The captain hands her a gun and tells her to kill her Qizi.

The blond girl fired at the slightest disagreement, threw the gun away after the shooting, and rushed up as soon as the soldiers holding her bond let go, muttering: "I knew there was no bullet, it's too much to play." Is it interesting? Is it interesting? Go away, go away, can you afford to hurt my little angel?"

Her Qizi retired, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and pulled the blond Qizhu, who was unwilling to sulk, and gave a military salute to the captain.

The captain raised his hand to his forehead to return the salute. He really felt that the scene was too unchallenging. At the same time, he happily rubbed the head of the blond indentured, but the girl kept hiding with an unhappy face. He stretched out his hand and announced the result: "Congratulations on successfully passing the assessment, and welcome to join the special forces."

Only then did the blond indentured "ah" in surprise: "It turned out to be a selection test."

Fu Le knocked her on the head and said angrily, "Otherwise, what do you think? I worked so hard from beginning to end, and I didn't feel any sense of accomplishment."

"I don't know, then go back and act again, and I'll just pretend to believe it." The blond indentured raised his hands high and said coquettishly, "You haven't touched me for so long, you want to hug me. "

Her Qizi carried the blond-haired Qizhu and boarded the return aircraft.

Not long after watching the broadcast, the captain also sent a message, his tone could not hide his joy: "Report sir, 029 passed the selection perfectly, hehe, can you leave these two people to me? I like that little golden retriever."

Jiang Han refused mercilessly: "Take care of your soldiers, and don't attack these people."

The captain guessed: "Could it be that the officer wants to personally..."

Before the captain finished speaking, he heard a busy tone of "beep beep beep", and the other party had already cut off.

Jiang Han's eyes fell on the etheric screen in the lower left corner that specially displayed the number. The light of No. 029 changed from white to green, and No. 030 adjacent to it had dimmed and completely disappeared on the screen.

-

"So you're not treasonous?"

"No." Zhao Qingge answered this question for the third time, feeling helpless and distressed.

Bo Jue was still dripping wet all over, and she was stunned after a lot of ups and downs. Zhao Qingge asked the driver for a dry towel to help her wipe her neck and arms, but she didn't care about the dust and muddy water on her body.

"You didn't treason?"

"No." For the fourth time.

Bo Jue let out a "hmm", feeling extremely tired, she tilted her head and fell asleep behind her.

Zhao Qingge felt her hands and feet were cold, and couldn't help bending over to urge the driver in front: "Hi, can you go faster?"

Between the two, the two pairs of clenched palms seemed to be glued together, inseparable.

Half an hour later, the two returned to the intern school building. The others were all interns at the base. There was no one in the empty corridor, only the sound of Zhao Qingge's footsteps running faster and faster. The door opened with a beep, and Zhao Qingge went straight to the bathroom , Kicked open the door with her foot, turned on the water of the shower to the maximum, half-supported and half-carried her to take a hot bath, put on a nightgown and stuffed it under the quilt, and then freed up to tidy herself up.

She dug out a tube of Huayu Zhipain ointment from her bag. It was originally intended to prevent injuries during the internship, but now she used it on her face in advance.Bo Jue was merciless, the four dark red fingerprints on his right face were clearly visible, as if he had been whipped up, and if he didn't deal with it, when Bo Jue woke up and saw her face, he would cry into tears. Although it's nice to cry, she still likes Bo Jue who is laughing and laughing every day.

There is also the wound on the body that was beaten by the soldier. You have to rub the blood away, otherwise it will hurt when you sleep at night.

As for the failure of the assessment, if she wanted to find a better wording to comfort Bo Jue, she would definitely blame herself.While rubbing her left side, she thought about this, clenched her teeth and sucked in the cool air, and hot water poured down from her head.

It is still afternoon, Zhao Qingge is still wearing his uniform after taking a shower, military trousers with a vest, and no coat, Bo Jue seems to have fallen asleep, breathing evenly and steadily, Zhao Qingge thinks a little, picks up Bo Jue and puts it on the terminal , put on his clothes lightly and went out.

The moment the door was gently closed, Bo Jue slowly opened her eyes.

——I don't doubt your physical fitness to be admitted to the top majors of top military academies, so this assessment is mainly aimed at psychological quality.We test your unreserved trust in your partner and your unrelenting loyalty to your country.

——As a special force, we often face various and unexpected emergencies when performing tasks.But as long as you can achieve any of the above points, you will shoot, instead of pointing the gun at yourself because of fear, hesitation, and avoidance. What we want is for you to win, not for you to commit suicide and apologize.

——Unfortunately, it was just a step away.Because of your suicide, both you and your Qizi failed in this assessment. I am looking forward to becoming a colleague with you, but...

——However, I have to say that your personal physical fitness is very good, even among active soldiers.If you don't have an equally good student in the actual combat department, you will definitely pass the selection if you take part in the individual soldier quality assessment.Well... I hope there will be another chance in the future, bye.

The lieutenant's last words echoed in her ears belatedly until now, like a sharp knife, causing her internal organs to ache.

Now that I think about it, Zhao Qingge's play is full of loopholes, blunt excuses, sudden changes, radical and reckless behavior, everything is not like her, how could I believe it so easily?

If she had the idea of ​​betrayal, how could I have known her for so long without noticing it, and... I clearly felt that the other party's intentions were the same as hers before, even if there was a change, why did she wantonly gossip since the Pleiades? What about coming out of the water?The big blueprints on the table, the unscrupulous prison robbery, what's more, is it so easy to escape from the military prison without anyone noticing?And let her stay in the school building for so long?If the so-called organization is really that powerful, is it possible that these people don't know anything?Won't you take precautions?

The "anti-social elements" in that house are well-groomed and stand upright. Even if they deliberately pretend to be fierce, they can still see the shadows of some soldiers if they look closely. Why didn't she notice it at the time?

If Zhao Qingge was the owner of the contract, she must have realized that something was wrong in the face of such a thing, right?Only when I thought I was in the abyss of a dilemma, my eyes were covered and I couldn't see it.

——As long as you can achieve any of the above points, you will shoot, instead of pointing the gun at yourself because of fear, hesitation, and avoidance. What we want is for you to win, not for you to commit suicide and apologize.

——Because of your suicide, both you and your Qizi failed in this assessment.

She was the one who got Zhao Qingge involved.

Bo Jue's eyes were sore, and she raised her hand to cover her face wearily.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhao Qingge took her terminal out, it couldn't be her, Bo Jue got up, put on the coat that Zhao Qingge had folded for her beside the pillow, and floated to the door with vain steps.

Before she fully opened the door, a figure that only reached her shoulder came in, Yanying looked left and right in the room, and asked, "Where's your Zhao Qingge?"

Bo Jue also asked: "Where's Fu Le? —Oh, Zhao Qingge has gone out."

Yanying waved her hand: "Fu Le is taking a bath in the room."

"Let's ignore her for now," she said enthusiastically, and she wanted to share something good with Bo Jue besides Fu Le. Fu Le already knew about it, so she came here non-stop, "I met you today. A very interesting thing, guess what it is?"

Bo Jue walked to the bedside, and asked vigorously, "What is it?"

"We have been selected for the special forces!" Yan Ying laughed, "But this selection is not strict at all, I think the people in the military department are really boring."

Yanying wandered around twice, sat down at the table with a big horse, and poured herself a glass of water to drink without seeing anyone else. After drinking enough, she began to show off to herself: "In the beginning, the one who moved freely On the first night of the three days, I saw that something was wrong with Fu Le. She was secretly in touch with all the people I didn’t know. She was mysterious. I asked her and she didn’t tell me, but I finally caught her. She said she joined some kind of anti-government organization."

Bo Jue suddenly grabbed the railing beside the bed.

"How can I believe you? How many years have I known her? Knowing her is like knowing myself. How could my Fu Lele betray the country? Her treason is the same as betraying me. I am still in the formal system. Where else does she want to betray? Are you right? "

Yan Ying didn't notice Bo Jue's face that turned gray quickly, and continued to recall with her face up: "Later, I found that she was participating in some activities more and more frequently, so I went with her, and came back after playing for a while. In the end, she played herself in the prison. I felt more and more that she was playing some big tricks, so I cooperated all the way until she escaped from prison and was caught. The captain who led the team took a gun and told me to kill her. I'm getting impatient, and I'm going to quarrel with her if she plays again. If Fu Le dares to let me shoot, it means that she will be fine. Otherwise, what should I do if she dies? Fortunately, after shooting It's over, I knew there were no bullets in it, the military is so full, why are you doing nothing—hey, why are you shaking?"

The coldness brought by the wet rain in her body seemed to be soaked in her bones. Obviously they were Tianxiu people who could not get sick, but Bo Jue couldn't restrain the chill all over her body. She shivered. She knew it was because of her own psychology. s reason.

The sound of footsteps stopped at the door, and then rushed over quickly, the packed meals were casually placed on the ground, Zhao Qingge hugged Bo Jue's thin body, the chill between her brows almost condensed into ice, she pointed at the door with one hand, pressed Unspeakable anger: "Get out!"

Yanying was taken aback by her, but still kindly suggested: "Would you like me to invite Fu Le to see—"

A fire dragon leaped out from Zhao Qingge's hand, and the tongue of flame rolled towards Yanying's face relentlessly, the ends of her hair were burnt in an instant, and an unpleasant smell of burning wafted from the air.

"roll!"