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A good night's sleep without dreams.

When Meng Huai woke up, he felt as comfortable as soaking in warm water, and the warmth of touching his back made people not want to open his eyes.His body was turned over and wrapped around Yue Yun's arms.Meng Huai opened his eyes and saw the bright black pupils. His heart skipped a beat and he leaned forward to kiss Yue Yun's Guangjie forehead.Yue Yun buried himself in his neck and kissed him softly.

Except for intimate hugs and gentle kisses, nothing really happened last night. There are many ways for people who are in love to be comfortable and happy, and it is not necessary to force possession.His eyes flickered and he lit fires everywhere.The two got tired of the warm quilt for almost 10 minutes before getting up reluctantly.

The light came into the room, and I couldn't see it clearly in the darkness last night. It was the first time Meng Huai looked at Yue Yun's body so closely. waistline. "What's this?"

"During the war, I was cut by the enemy's epee."

Meng Huai carefully looked at the wound marks on his back, which were covered with many healing scars of different shades. He pointed to several black round scars on his shoulders and asked, "What about this one?"

"During the ambush, it was buried in a hole drilled by leeches in the swamp."

Meng Huai trembled, turned to the front, and stroked a slightly deeper mark on his waist: "What is this?"

"I was hit by a meteor hammer on horseback."

Meng Huai reached out and hugged the young body that had experienced so many traumas, and put his face on the back of his neck, his reproachful tone contained heartache, "My life is the most important, why don't I know how to cherish it at all. "

Yue Yun was slightly confused. His father taught him to do his best to repay the country's grace; his biological mother died young; his stepmother's love was limited; his brothers were friendly and respectful; What did he say 'his own life is the most important'.He also thought that this life did not belong to him, but belonged to the Yue family army and Song Dynasty.Therefore, the death in the previous life, the grief and indignation in the heart is that the traitor misled the country, and the general was wronged.The matter of body death, because of reliving the whole life, I feel that it is nothing in my heart.

Only then did he realize that if he did not live again after death, his life would stay at the age of 23 forever. He would not be able to continue to perceive this world vividly, nor would he be able to see the scenery here, and it would be even more impossible for him to meet this moment. The one who hugged him.

For the first time, I felt that my life was so important.

"I will. Don't bother talking about others, you don't know who it is, you don't want to save someone, you almost fell to your death." Yue Yun turned around and kissed him, biting his lips hard like punishment.

Meng Huai broke free and covered his mouth panting: "It's all swollen, how will I see people later?"

"Impress you."

"You..." Meng Huai could only rub it vigorously and put toothpaste on it.

After confessing, Yue Yun became less polite, and his words became blunt, while Meng Huai showed a gentle side, and was made even more lose his temper.

Yue Yun put on a black special training uniform today. He was tall and slender, fully armed, and exuded an awe-inspiring righteousness that made people dare not look at him directly.Like green steel, sharp and unstoppable.Meng Huai watched him arrange the pile of more than 40 kilograms of weight, but he couldn't lift it with both hands.

Although Meng Huai served in the military for two years, he received a civilian job and only had a little basic training, which was completely incomparable with special forces training.In the special forces TV series I watched before, everyone was beaten to death.I don't know if the falcon will be so scary.

Although he was worried, Meng Huai didn't show it on the way to Building No. [-] of the base with Brother Yue.The less obvious marks on his mouth also relieved him a lot.

Meng Huai went to find the section chief that Wang Mingzheng was talking about today, and he was also in Building No. [-].Yue Yun went to Falcon's meeting room first.The two separated after entering the gate and walked in different directions.

"Come to see you when you are resting." Meng Huai thought for a while and said, "If you allow."

"Okay." Yue Yun's eyes flashed with joy.

The marble floor of the main hall of the building is smooth and smooth, just like a mirror. One of the two people in the mirror walks like a wind, striding like a shooting star.A loose and brisk, rhythmic order.They walked with their backs, but occasionally looked back at each other.

Such a scene is like a hint of miniature, showing the destiny in the dark.

Meng Huai asked the section chief to take the task in the machinery department, and the section chief gave him a key to repair the broken electrical components in the North Warehouse.When Meng Huai arrived, there were second-class parts scattered in the warehouse, as well as several machines.Meng Huai saw a few blueprints on the table at a glance, which was exactly what he saw on the desk in Wang Mingzheng's office that day.

"You repair it according to the drawings, and the tools are behind the door."

Meng Huai looked left and right at the blueprint. It was a machine with a mechanical arm, and he couldn't see why.

"What the hell is this?" Meng Huai asked curiously.

"It's called a power grid machine. It is used to fight zombies on the ground. Two sets can be combined into an interception net and transformed with a generator." The section chief explained patiently.

The section chief left after explaining the necessary things. Meng Huai checked the parts and machines to be repaired. The principle was not complicated. He immersed himself in his work and repaired one by one until the spare parts at hand were used up. .He stretched his sore arms and looked up at the clock. It was almost noon.He was about to stand up when he felt dizzy.Wanting to take a rest, he asked the section chief for the remaining spare parts. When he turned around, he suddenly found a person standing silently behind him.

That person looked exactly like him, and he looked at the reflection in the mirror with a pair of staring eyes that made him shudder.

Meng Huai screamed violently.But the man interrupted him and spoke in exactly the same voice.

"Time is running out."

Meng Huai's blood froze all over his body, tremblingly: "Who are you?"

"It's you. There's no time, let me see."

The man took a step closer and put his head close to Meng Huai. The same eyes as Meng Huai slowly rotated, enlarged in Meng Huai's retina, and spread into colorful colors.Meng Huai seemed to be sucked into those eyes, everything in his sight was changing, his headache seemed to split open, his whole body seemed to fall from a height, and the colorful and blurred colors converged into a gradually clear image:——By the coastline There was a dense black tide, and countless people were squeezed, screaming, and retreated into the sea wave by wave.Not far from the beach, there are much more zombies than the crowd, and the crowd in their huge circle is like a small snack.They approached people in groups, with pus dripping from their withered yellow faces, and they screamed hoarsely.Someone in the crowd picked up rocks from the beach and threw them at them, but it didn't do anything.

People struggled to swim towards the sea, the sea was rough, and people were beaten over and over by the waves.In the sea 200 meters away from the coastline, a red tide slowly floated up and spread towards the beach.When the red tide coincided with the swimmers, people let out heart-piercing screams, were swallowed by the waves, and disappeared into the red tide.

Those who didn't go into the sea rushed to the zombies desperately, but they fell into a huge meat grinder and were quickly torn apart by the zombies.Under the double attack of the red tide and the zombies, the group of people was wiped out, leaving no one alive.The red tide spread across the beach, and the red spider crabs crawled out of the waves. Thousands of them were stirred into the pile of zombies. There was a crackling sound of dryness and cracking. Many zombies had their feet crushed by the spider crabs, but they still piled on top of their companions and moved forward. fall.Red and yellow wreckage strewn the sand.

Meng Huai's eyes suddenly blurred, and the scene changed:

——The lights of high-rise buildings have been extinguished. Under the starlight, the top of the iconic bank building on the Bund in Shanghai is crowded with people, they are crying, and the zombies crowded on the street are slowly climbing up the outside of the building. No one is there. save them.They looked down in fear, rats creaked and screamed, tens of thousands, surrounded by zombies like a stream of water.

The zombies crawled to the edge of the roof, and a few were knocked down.But to no avail, more and more people screamed in pain, and the mice burrowed into their clothes and bit people.The crowd was crushed by the zombies in a short while, and the broken limbs fell towards the outside of the building.

Meng Huai couldn't help but want to retch, but the scene in front of him changed again.

——This time, there are no dense crowds of people and zombies.It is a continuous snowfield with undulating glaciers, some of which are particularly high, and the clouds and mist above them can't see the bottom.An ice valley seems to have been cut into a trapezoidal groove, extending from the plain to the deep mountains.He walked along the ice valley, and the huge ice blocks on both sides seemed to be a whole piece, with no gaps visible.He felt something was wrong.Getting closer to the ice wall, I suddenly saw a thick and long mechanical arm inside, at least as high as several floors.He looked along the ice wall, and found that it was not a mechanical arm, but more like a huge paddle. He continued to walk in, and the ice valley above his head was closed. propeller.

Meng Huai wondered what it was, and suddenly his head ached sharply, and his eyes became dark.The other Meng Huai in front of him squeezed his shoulders tightly, with such strength that he almost crushed his bones, and roared viciously: "Keep watching! Why don't you read it! Show me!" Meng Huai yelled suddenly, opened his eyes.

He found himself sprawled on a repaired machine in a room with no one in it, just a dream.But the cold sweat on Meng Huai's back had soaked through the skirt of his clothes.The scene in the dream was extremely clear, and the roar of that person who was the same as him was still echoing in his ears.He thought he might be too tired to think about it.He went out to get his lunch, and was very helpless to learn that there was only corn today.

After Meng Huai finished work in the afternoon, he went to the section chief to return the key.After acceptance by the section chief, he expressed his sincere satisfaction with Meng Huai's technology.So Meng Huai left his post an hour earlier and agreed.

Meng Huai went to the Ministry of National Defense to ask Yue Yun about their training, but was told that they were not in Building Zero.Early in the morning, after the main person in charge of the Falcon finished his training in the meeting room, the new special forces team members were taken to the training ground by the instructors.The training ground is in Building No. [-], which was built by the base to test the defense, and there are special venues and equipment in it.

Meng Huai wanted to see Yue Yun sooner, so he came outside Building No. [-] to wait for him.But I saw several white coats carrying a person out on a stretcher.

Meng Huai's heart tightened, and he rushed forward and asked, "Who is this? What's going on?" Seeing that it was a strange young man, Meng Huai breathed a sigh of relief.Those white coats said succinctly: "I couldn't survive the training inside, so I took them back to the hospital for treatment."

Meng Huai raised his heart again, wondering who the instructor was, and how he tormented him to such a perverted level.

Not to mention Meng Huai leaning against the wall worriedly, the training ground was a gloomy scene.

The man standing on the sidelines had erect eyebrows, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a chilling demeanor.The faint white mark on his face stretching from his forehead to his temples added a bit of coldness to his face.He stood still, with his hands behind his back, and every word that came out of his mouth was clanging like an iron block falling to the ground.

"Physical training is to hone your will. When you face a strong enemy, a strong body can strengthen your mind first. Patience is a good helper for tenacity, and pain is the best touchstone for willpower. You Get used to pain, it will be your most frequent companion here, from body to mind, even soul, even if you reach the pinnacle of success, pain will accompany your feelings and blend into your blood. Because—”

"——When you choose this path, you will bear the responsibility for the lives of others. For your teammates, for the masses. Your heart will no longer belong to you alone. Those who fail the pass will not show mercy."

Seinfeld was talking about the young man who was carried out just now.As an instructor who trains new recruits, Seinfeld not only brings them the training experience of former combat elites, but also adds his experience as a special combatant for several years.Knowing that real combat is many times more cruel than training, he never planned to be merciful from the very beginning. Only in this way can qualified fighters be cultivated.

Seinfeld glanced at a circle of people striding with their hands behind their backs, as if flashing the precepts he heard when he was selected as a Falcon.

—The Falcon has no tears.

Even though the uninterrupted high-intensity training from morning to afternoon has made the players almost out of breath, he still insisted that they stand up straight and listen to his reasons.

The five new recruits mixed with the original old players for training, and there were nearly 20 people in the field.

The one who was carried out was No. 4 in this selection. The young player, after a difficult selection, was still dismissed because of his lack of physical fitness.

"Report!" The first person in the team hissed, his voice was hoarse.

"Say." Song Fei said.

"He shouldn't be eliminated. He went back to transfer files two days ago, and he just came back to the base last night. He didn't have a good rest, so his physical strength couldn't keep up." The one who spoke for that person was Jia Fansheng. However, he has a very good personality and treats others with humility and kindness. At this moment, he can't help but say a few words for that person.

Seinfeld's voice was cold: "I fell asleep in bed all night, but I can't recover my physical strength. What should I do in actual combat?"

Jia Fansheng muttered: "This kind of training volume is no match for actual combat."

Seinfeld's eyes froze: "You can question my decision, but you have no right to interfere. Here, there is one more thing to remember. Special operations and special police officers obey orders unconditionally, no different from soldiers."

The young man standing next to Jia Fansheng sneered coldly. Dai Qihang was also a top student in the special police academy. I feel powerless in my heart.

The training of special forces has always been terrible.It's not that they don't know.But Falcon's strength is really extraordinary.

If the 5000-meter long-distance run with a load of 30 kilograms is just a warm-up; crossing the 5000-meter barbed wire fence 47 times back and forth, lifting dumbbells, tensioners and elastic bars 4 times each are also routine; wearing thick military uniforms and liberation shoes After swimming [-] meters in one breath , but also covered with muddy water, holding the AK[-] horizontally, hanging a brick with a rope from the muzzle of the gun, and baking beside the heat sink for two hours without moving.In comparison, target shooting and back drop training are so comfortable that people only have muscle soreness; in the afternoon training of hard qigong and Sanda, the instructor basically has to go through the moves with everyone.When we arrived at No. [-], the newcomer, he was thrown out firmly, unable to get up and passed out, the instructor asked someone to carry him out.

"Report to the instructor." Dai Qihang said: "The training just now may cause permanent damage to that person."

Seinfeld frowned: "You don't believe me?"

Dai Qihang said in an almost hoarse voice: "No, is it really necessary to repeat this kind of exhausting project so many times? We are an advanced unit and should have more autonomy. Only with accurate information and field experience can we make decisions. Best decision. Not by brute force."

Sein Fei sneered, "Self-righteous." Dai Qihang blushed angrily.

The people below shouted reports one after another, as if they wanted to vent the exhaustion and doubts of the day.Seinfeld seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago, and waited quietly for them to finish speaking.

He noticed that Yue Yun was very calm from the beginning to the end, with no trace of waves in his eyes.

After a day of fatigue, driving away a player, even if the old player is under the double physical and mental pressure, he will inevitably show that look of helplessness.The new ones were even more impassioned.

But Yue Yun didn't say a word at all, just stood there quietly.

Song Fei stopped the others, and said loudly: "Yue Yun, what do you think?"

Others think that he is the champion of this selection, this is different.Song Fei felt that Yue Yun made him a little uneasy.

"I don't have any opinion." Yue Yun's words were unexpected.

"How could it be?" Seinfeld made up his mind to say something: "Don't dare to say?"

"No." Yue Yun said lightly, "It's really nothing."

He just simply felt that those were not important.If you are eliminated, you can strengthen your strength and come back.If you are not satisfied with the order, you can clarify it before doing it.In this kind of simulated training against the enemy, taking a little damage is nothing.

Compared with the absurd orders of the superiors, the hard combat training is much more lovely.Even though his whole body is sore at this moment, his heart is still very peaceful, there are no plots or traps, even if he continues to be tired like this, it doesn't matter.

However, in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, he must not only make himself stronger than before.Always pay attention to the dynamics of the superiors.

In the past, his father was a general, but he was not worth a glass of poisoned wine. The imperial power over his head created his loyalty. Intangible power is more effective than hard swords, guns, swords and halberds.

He has all the strength in his body, and his stomach is full of military tactics, but he can't save himself and his relatives.He doesn't want this to happen again, and for that he will climb the mountain until no one can hurt him or the ones he loves.

Be sensitive in your actions, but slow in your words.Today's training has already made Sein Fei and his team members look at Yue Yun with new admiration.The clumsiness and security at the moment is just to win people's favor.

In the face of Seinfeld's question, if it's nothing to say these things, then all the outraged team members will be shot.

Yue Yun was no longer that innocent young man who went to battle with the Yue family army and took the lead every time.I stole the limelight during the selection, so I wanted to give others a chance to show off.Jia Fansheng and the others have some doubts about themselves, he can't be exposed to the cusp of the storm too early.

Song Fei saw how Yue Yun could be so calm at such a young age. When he spoke, his expression remained the same, which made people feel quite at ease for no reason.

No one saw that a thin layer of ice appeared in Yue Yun's eyes——

The vicissitudes of the ice that cannot be melted seem to be carved into the bone marrow.

The other team members also felt that this kid, Yue Yun, didn't say a word during training, and didn't say much after finishing. I was worried that he had good physical strength and excellent skills, and his personality was not easy to get along with, but now he looks quite honest. You can rest assured to make friends.

Facing many puzzled faces, Seinfeld said coldly: "Don't think that you are the best, and you can survive on the battlefield. If today's incident makes you retreat, it can only show one thing. If you fail, you need to fight back and retrain."

The team members became silent, Seinfeld gave them half an hour to rest, walked out of the training ground and came to Falcon's office.The voice of the man who raised his head from the pile of documents was exhausted: "What's the matter?"

"I drove a man away."

"It's up to you." The man on the seat raised his arm and rested it on his chin.There was an expression of indifference on Leng Yi's face.Yang Yunying is the captain of a detachment of Falcons, and also Song Fei's Zhili commander for this training mission.Seinfeld had to report the situation to him even though he didn't want to.

Seinfeld took a deep breath: "Of course. And I think, judging from the reactions of those people today, he is not the last one."

Yang Yunying said indifferently: "You decide whether they will stay or not. When the time comes, their fighting power will not be enough. They will be looking for me. I will cover them. You don't have to worry."

"Who cares. At that time, one person will do things and one person will be responsible." Song Fei snorted, "I'm very angry. Young Master Jia is too soft-hearted, and Brother Dai is too self-righteous. Each has its own problems. Do you want to know how the person you recommended is doing well?" ?”

Yang Yunying put his hand on his chin with great interest.

"It's pretty cool, it looks like a piece of wood." Seinfeld smiled, "But it's true, the training was done very well. How did such a guy suit your appetite? You can't be tricking someone here Yes."

But Yang Yunying was startled in his heart, thinking that the city of Yue Yun was getting darker, even Sein Fei couldn't see it.On the face, he remained calm: "Don't you know that such a simple person has my appetite?" Yang Yunying showed a bewitching light in his eyes, and put one hand on Sein Fei's shoulder, before he could react. Come here, pull him in front of him, and kiss him on the lips.As soon as he touched it lightly, Sein Fei's face flushed with anger, he grabbed Yang Yunying's neck with both hands, leaned forward and bumped into the documents on the desk, and scattered them all over the floor.

"Your surname is Yang, don't come here—!"

Yang Yunying let him get stuck in mid-air, his eyes were bloodshot, and he spoke slowly, but it was indifferent to falling into someone else's hands.

"Don't lose your temper, I'm tired."

There was no defense in the tired tone, as if he really only wanted to draw a little warmth from the kiss.Sein Fei couldn't help being taken aback, and slowly let go of his hand.He has nothing to do with such a weak person, especially the clumsy kiss, it really doesn't look like a fake.

This man who has always been calm and indifferent, what is it that made him look so powerless.

Yang Yunying picked up a document on the ground and handed it to Sein Fei, "Look at it, and then tell the team members that the training period has been reduced by half. This is the most time I can get."

Sein Fei slowly opened it, his face became colder a little bit, and finally turned livid.

"Those are...really?"

"We don't have time." Yang Yunying looked at the documents scattered on the ground.Slowly closed his eyes.