Army man [online game]

Li Qimu froze on the bed for a while, shook his head, got up to wash up, and ate some bread. It was only 06:30, and his parents had just woken up to open the bedroom door, and he said hello: "Morning, parents. "

Then he walked in with a smile, and whispered about the time before and after he entered the game.

"True than advertised? I thought it was an exaggeration."

Zhang Tingqin was very surprised, covered her mouth, and said in a low voice, "Qimu, can you let mom go in and have a look?"

"Hey, don't embarrass yourself in front of your children." Li Tang put on his sweater, frowned and patted his wife lightly, "The clients are all bound and can only be used by one person. The instructions I showed you the other day, Didn't you see? Sloppy."

"Don't say that about me in front of your kids."

Zhang Tingqin was displeased, turned to stare at him, stretched out his hand to pinch his arm, frowned and cried out: "Ouch, it hurts."

Seeing his parents' affection, Li Qimu smiled: "Dad is right, I'm sorry, Mom. You are busy, I will go to morning exercises."

He turned around and went to the living room to drink up the warm water he had poured earlier, then went downstairs with a cane, and went for a walk in the small public garden of the community.

After limping for twenty minutes, when he came to the small garden, his hands and feet were all moving, and the people he met were all acquaintances who were used to morning exercises. He greeted "good morning" with a smile, Then put the crutches aside and do pull-ups on the horizontal bar.

A strong body is more likely to recover the right leg, and pull-ups are a kind of exercise that does not require the legs to exercise strength and endurance.Fifteen in each group, he did three groups, and took a half-minute rest when he was tired.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

At some point in the back came a seven or eight-year-old boy who was doing morning exercises with his grandfather, counting to him in a childish voice.

He turned his head and smiled slightly, gritted his teeth and bent his arms vigorously, leading his body to do a standard pull-up movement. He did three more sets before coming to a complete stop. Panting from exhaustion, he stood on the ground and rested on the horizontal bar bracket.

His body is strong and slender, he stands tall and straight like a pine, and his well-proportioned and thick chest rises and falls with his breathing.

When he wasn't walking, he didn't show any signs of mobility impairment.

"Little friend, why don't you practice Tai Chi?"

He stood for a while, reached out to take back the crutches leaning on the horizontal bar support, propped them under his armpits, and teased the little boy with a smile.

Only then did the little boy notice his crutches, staring at his dark eyes, and suddenly asked him, "Are you disabled?"

Li Qimu's face froze, and the smile froze on his face. He shook his head and said in a low voice with difficulty and ease: "Little friend, you are mistaken. I am not disabled, but my leg is a little injured."

Leaning on crutches, he turned around and walked slowly into the park, but even though he tried his best to keep his steps steady with the support of the crutches, he still couldn't hide the uncontrollable staggering of his right leg.

After another twenty minutes of silent exercise in the park, he took a deep breath, and the fresh air made people feel refreshed.

He rested for a while, wiped off his sweat, and it was time to go home for dinner.

When he went back, his pace, which he could not keep steady no matter how hard he tried, reminded him of his powerful feeling of being able to move freely in the game and grasping spells in his mind. He didn't think too much, and walked up as a matter of course.

On weekdays, the second bus in the morning is always crowded, regardless of age.

As soon as he got into the car with his cane on, a young man of his age next to him immediately got up and offered his seat: "You sit."

He was slightly startled, met the eyes of the whole car staring at him, and suddenly came up with extreme regret, his face flushed slightly, and he said calmly: "Oh, thank you." Without trying to save face, he sat on the seat, put away the crutches Stepping aside, I lowered my head and thought, "Isn't that right, I've been disabled for a long time."

……

When I got home, my father Li Tang had already gone to work, but my mother Zhang Tingqin was still waiting for him—waiting for him to come back from morning exercise every day.

"Qimu, it's a little early to come back today."

Zhang Tingqin talked to him with a smile, and took a wet towel to wipe his hands and face.

"Mom, I'll come by myself. If you don't go to work, I'm afraid you will be late again!"

He didn't say anything about squeezing the bus or being given up his seat, he just acted relaxed and happy, taking the towel with one hand and rubbing it on his face, his rough but vigorous appearance made Zhang Tingqin smile.

Seeing his mother going out in peace, he stopped his random movements of wiping his hands and face, turned around and returned to the table, ate in silence, and then, as always, calmed down, put aside distracting thoughts, and reviewed his homework in an orderly manner.

After reviewing for more than two hours, it was already 09:30, he got up and walked into the bedroom.

After thinking about it, I picked up a pen and paper, wrote the words "Do Not Disturb" on a piece of white paper, walked out and hung it on the outside doorknob of the bedroom door, locked the door upside down before entering the room, and then lay down on the bed , with a thought: "Enter the game."

……

In the Beijing Military Region, the number of soldiers participating in the "Forbidden Curse" transformation plan is kept secret, and only [-] soldiers have been made public.

These five hundred soldiers were all carefully selected project elites. After several months of selection, they finally formed four male companies and one female company. ".

The sharp knife camp entered the game together in the early morning, and then quit the game three hours later, and the morning drills began.

Long-distance running with heavy weight is really nothing to a soldier who is physically fit and accustomed to the torture of hell.

Four in a row, two rows in one squad, Gao Hengqing led eight comrades in a long-distance run with heavy loads, and distanced themselves back and forth. Someone in the team began to secretly joke, and somehow mentioned their other squad leader: "... Still proud of Meng Dazhi, you don’t need to go out for a trek, just stay in the barracks for morning exercises, alas, our lives are miserable.”

"Morning exercise? Heh, with his playful and nonchalant appearance, I'm afraid the cat will go back to play games in the morning!"

"Hey, it's more than that, Wulian women don't have to run long distances every day, I heard that someone can sneak out..."

"Haha, my buddies are all envious of him, you think he is not very handsome, why is he crippled, why is he so fucking lucky?"

"Stop the sound!" Gao Hengqing didn't care about it before, but when he heard the word "lame", he immediately changed his expression, stopped hurriedly, turned his head to see that no one was paying attention to this place, and then reprimanded, "Don't talk about people's shortcomings behind your back. The squad leader was directly assigned to our class by the superior, and he is also the squad leader, so you should have the most basic respect for him, besides, you forgot what happened to someone in the second class last time?"

"I know, isn't he just someone from above? I look down on those who are protected by someone from above. They are all selected soldiers. Look at his virtue. He is not a bird. Should we put our hot face on his cold ass?"

Gao Hengqing frowned, had nothing to say, just said: "Okay, work harder, we will catch up later."

……

In the barracks, after more than 20 minutes of self-training, Meng Dazhi also began to bear weight, but instead of jogging, he jumped leapfrog.

His body is not too strong, nor too tall. He is only about 1.7 meters [-] when standing upright, but he is extremely rigid and strong. He wears a thin vest on his upper body, and his healthy skin of light wheat color is sweating in the cold of late autumn—— On his back, the load is twice that of other long-distance runners.

He stared forward, his legs bent and flicked, and he leaped handsomely and powerfully.

At this moment, how can he be a little foolish?

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the clear brilliance of the rising sun shone down, making his sweat crystal clear.

"...Six groups...Seven groups...Complete..."

He counted silently, but still kept moving.

Sweat had already wet his black hair, and flowed down his razor-sharp cheeks to his chin, and then splashed into the dust as he jumped vigorously. In the empty field, he was alone.

After another two sets of leapfrog training, he straightened up, pulled up the lower edge of the vest, wiped off the sweat from his forehead and mouth, lifted the vest, revealing six smooth and rigid abdominal muscles, and then he did not take off the weight. Down, go straight to the edge of the field.

And when he was walking, like Li Qimu, he couldn't see any abnormal right leg, and he really had a faint limp.

"Meng Dazhi."

A gentle, smiling woman's voice came from the other side.

Meng Dazhi raised his eyebrows, ignored her, and muttered in his heart: The male and female soldiers are heavily guarded, this little girl is here again, she is quite capable.

The woman called again: "Meng Dazhi, come here."

Meng Dazhi then stopped, tilted his head and said indifferently: "What's the matter? I'm tired, so talk quickly." After speaking, he opened his mouth in a very impolite manner, stretched his waist casually, and yawned .

The female soldier seemed to have gotten used to his bad temper, she twitched a bit, and trotted over by herself, her delicate oval face was slightly flushed, and her bright eyes sparkled: "Meng Dazhi, I want to ask you, are you in the game?" Where is it, and what is its name?"

"Cut!" Meng Dazhi sneered without embarrassment, turned his head and left, "You can ask this kind of secret?"

The female soldier hurriedly grabbed his strong and sturdy arm, held on tightly, stomped her feet with a red face, and said, "Say it!"

"Let go."

Meng Dazhi shook his arm lightly to get rid of her hand, his eyes were like wolves, staring at her sharply, "This kind of thing, don't happen again. Please respect the discipline in the army, Miss Huang Jilin , A man's arm is not easy to touch."

There was a mischievous half-smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he continued to walk in the original direction with a limp.

The female soldier named Huang Jilin behind her blushed at what he said, and she wanted to hug him again when she heard male voices outside. It turned out that the men who had gone out for a long-distance run had all returned, so she hurriedly turned and left.

Before leaving, he whispered in a volume that Meng Dazhi could definitely hear: "My name is 'Meng Feihua' in the game, a female thief in the main city 'Xilisu City', remember to contact me, I'm about to clear my name. Take it off, you will be free when the time comes, and I can help you."

She smiled gently, and quickly returned to the camp where she was, and then, the gentle blush just now was completely swept away.

"Get rid of the crime?" Meng Dazhi sat on the edge of the training ground, picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, a trace of self-mockery and sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "There is a crime inside and out, if you want to add a crime, why wash it?"

He was leisurely, put the towel around his neck, took a deep breath, raised his head and closed his eyes, picked up cold mineral water and poured it on his head: If you say I run away, I have to really run away once to be worthy of the name no?

He closed his eyes, with a careless smile on the corner of his mouth, but his fists were clenched with veins exposed. The mineral water bottle crashed down in his hands, and the cold water rushed out, soaking his hair and clothes, and the cold vest was pressed against his strong body. His chest muscles and back were quickly warmed by his body temperature.

……

The game was about 16 hours earlier than in reality. When Li Qimu logged into the game, it was just after one o'clock in the morning in the game, the stars and the moon were dim, and the night was dark.

But the dark night couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the players. In the village with bright torches, there were no fewer players than at the beginning, and they still returned from the mountain with their monster corpses. In exchange for talent medicine.

Li Qimu opened his eyes, and he was still in the same posture before quitting the game. He sat cross-legged on the straw mat in the stone room peacefully, but he could vaguely hear the chaotic "jingling" sound that had never happened before.

——What did you smash?

He frowned in doubt, first pulled out his sleeves, checked the wolf fur magic pocket, and saw that it was still firmly tied to his wrist just like before quitting the game, so he was completely relieved. Immediately, the mana was flowing, and he took out the three bottles of "talent potion" from the magic pocket. ".

Before quitting the game, he had already checked the description of the talent potion. He didn't hesitate at this moment, took a look at it, and drank it with his head raised - the talent potion was a bit sour, and the taste was really not good, but every bottle was delicious. It is equivalent to the spirit energy of an ordinary thick-skinned mountain bear, and is equivalent to a large portion of "experience value" in ordinary online games.

So, don't say sour, even if it is bitter, players have to rush to drink it.

However, talent potions are different from spirit energy. Every time you drink a bottle, you need to spend a quarter of an hour to meditate and absorb it, otherwise it is like drinking water, which is a waste.That's why Li Qimu didn't drink it before quitting the game.