After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

Zhuang Yu's shoulders trembled violently.

He received news from Yu Tang in advance, and specially arranged for Dean Nie to meet Nie Chi, not wanting to lose his composure at such a time.

Zhuang Yu closed his eyes hard, and swallowed the hot pain: "Let's not talk about this, Nie Chi, you just came back, Yuan—"

In the middle of speaking, he was punched heavily on the shoulder by Nie Chi.

Zhuang Yu shook and regained his footing.

"This time I'm beating you and me to make an official statement."

Nie Chi said: "Do you still need someone to drive the armor?"

Zhuang Yu pulled the corner of his mouth.

The situation of other people is different from the small S7.

He has checked Nie Chi for a long time, and he knows that Nie Chi now has a stable job and income, and the overtime pay is not even low.

He just wanted to find the lost person, and never thought of dragging everyone back to the crisis-ridden life and death line.

"Nie Chi." Zhuang Yu whispered, "You meet the dean first..."

Nie Chi caught up with his second punch.

Zhuang Yu didn't even hide, he took two steps back when he hit him, and stood firm while holding onto the desk.

Nie Chi walked up to him: "Do you need someone to come back and drive the armor with you?"

Zhuang Yu shook his head: "I can still handle it."

Nie Chi took off his expensive suit jacket, rolled it up casually, and threw it aside.

There was another martial arts show in the office.

At first Zhuang Yu didn't fight back and didn't dodge. He was just pressed and beaten by Nie Chi. Later, he realized that Nie Chi was really moving and had to raise his hand to block. The two gradually became a ball.

Nie Chi's fighting was weaker than Zhuang Yu's, but Zhuang Yu twisted his arms and pressed him to the ground, panting silently.

Zhuang Yu let go of his hands and squatted down: "Clean up..."

Before he finished speaking, Nie Chi took advantage of this gap to turn around and kick him firmly to the ground.

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Panting heavily, Nie Chi staggered up and grabbed Zhuang Yu's collar: "Do you need someone—"

Zhuang Yu couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

He laughed hard, pressing his ribs that were so painful from the beating, his eyes were hot.

"Yes." Zhuang Yu lowered his head and changed his words, "There is a great shortage of people."

Zhuang Yu: "Deputy Captain Nie, come back and help me, little S7 doesn't know how to be an instructor at all, he took the devil training like a summer camp..."

A smile appeared on Nie Chi's cold face.

He also took off his strength and sat on the ground, rubbing his shoulders: "How long has it been since you fought like this?"

"Ten years." Zhuang Yu said.

Nie Chi glanced at him: "I knew it."

"It's impossible for little S7 to fight with you, at most it will punish you not to drink Coke."

Nie Chi said: "My dad may not want to fight with you, but he can't even beat me."

Zhuang Yu laughed: "Dean Nie——"

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Nie Chi: "..."

Sitting on the ground, the captain of the special operations team and the deputy of the team were bewildered. One pressed his ribs and the other held his shoulders. They looked up at the old dean who was holding a teacup, computer and related valuables behind his desk.

Dean Nie put down the things in his arms and moved his wrist twice.

Nie Chi: "...Captain."

Zhuang Yu felt that he had the responsibility to protect the team members, so he gathered up some strength and stood up with support: "Dean Nie, it's because I failed to arrange it properly. I don't blame Nie Chi."

Dean Nie lifted Zhuang Yu away with one hand.

Nie Chi: "..."

Nie Chi didn't hesitate: "It's the captain who didn't arrange it properly, don't blame me—"

Dean Nie pulled his son, opened the door of Zhuang Yu's office cubicle, and dragged him in.

The muffled sound of a new round of fighting and chasing came from the compartment.

A sea of ​​consciousness.

Yu Tang dispelled the expectation of watching the touching scene, and turned off the monitoring on the light screen: "The way human beings express their emotions is really complicated."

The system felt the same way and flashed a small red light.

Zhan Chen brought out the freshly baked biscuits, looked at the two little classmates who were addicted to watching TV, and smiled helplessly: "Okay...take a break."

He put down the biscuit and touched Yu Tang's forehead again.

In the original plan, Nie Chi should not have come back so early.

The problem was with the Star Commander in his infancy.

When Shi Ji returned to the Special Forces, the first thing he did was to be sent by Zhuang Yu as an instructor in the devil training camp.He is gentle by nature, even if he knows that the harder he trains now, the higher the survival rate of these people on the battlefield in the future, it is still difficult to bring the deterrence and oppression to the students alone.

However, Zhuang Yu was very busy, not only responsible for rebuilding the sharp knife team, but also cooperating with the security department to investigate Sheng Tiancheng, so he couldn't separate himself and came back to lead the special training himself.

Yu Tang simply returned all the particles of Nie Chi in one go, reminding Nie Chi of all the past.

This large amount of returned particles is not a small burden for the electronic storm.Zhan Chen didn't dare to relax and stared at him for a day and a night before finally confirming Yu Tang's physical condition.

"It really doesn't matter." Yu Tang assured, "I can run and jump, and I can eat biscuits soaked in hot milk."

Zhan Chen smiled, counted out five pieces of chestnut-flavored biscuits, and put them into the warm sweet milk.

Satisfied, Yu Tang took his own small porcelain bowl and ate it cleanly: "One more bowl."

"Don't you want to try something else?" Zhan Chen said, "My pineapple cake and egg tart are also very good."

Yu Tang shook his head.

He followed Zhan Chen and watched Zhan Chen add biscuits to the milk for the second time.

This is the way Zhan Chen taught him to eat in the laboratory in order to coax him to eat well.

He always thinks of those electronic storms that people say are full of evil, but Zhan Chen seems to have installed some kind of radar, no matter where he hides, he can find him with hot sweet milk.

Under the desk lamp, the hand was warm and steady, patiently putting down the biscuits one by one.

"Cookies will melt in milk."

Zhan Chen gently taught him: "But if you fish it out in time, nothing will happen."

The same is true for electronic storms, as long as people are sent out in time, nothing will happen.

Zhan Chen touched him: "You play the fishing game very well. Finding people from the storm is the same as fishing."

……

Yu Tang came back from his memories: "Senior Zhan, I have a question."

Zhan Chen asked, "What's the problem?"

Yu Tang: "How did you get implanted?"

"I have analyzed it with the system. This world should not have the scientific level to implant programs for normal people."

Yu Tang put down the milk: "They can only implant programs in people who have entered the electronic storm and have been stripped of part of themselves. When did you first enter the electronic storm?"

Zhan Chen thought for a while: "Not long after the sharp knife team fell into the electronic storm."

"That was their last large-scale experiment." Zhan Chen said, "After that, they confirmed two methods."

One is like Shi Ji, letting the experimental body drift in the electronic storm for a long time, comprehensive monitoring and detection, once the experimental body is out of the electronic storm, it will be recovered immediately, and the program will be implanted.

The other is faster, more rapid, but also less successful.

"Just let the experimental subject enter the electronic storm for a short time, then recover it immediately, and implant the program."

Zhan Chen said: "The experimental subject might even think it was just a dream."

The disadvantage of this method is that the subject's own will has not been completely erased, it is not a complete "empty shell", and it is very easy to conflict with the program.

Once the conflict is too intense and exceeds the pressure that the brain domain can withstand, it may directly lead to the death of the experimental subject.

The transformation Zhan Chen received was the latter type.

Yu Tang didn't speak, but nodded.

Zhan Chen stroked his hair: "Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"

"I need to confirm one thing." Yu Tang got up and knocked on Shiji, "Small S7, change it."

Shi Ji was following the captain's order, standing on the bumpy truck and using a high-pressure water gun to rush the selected trainees to death: "Mr. Yu, now?"

Yu Tang: "..."

Yu Tang: "After 15 minutes, you get off that big broken truck."

Shi Ji answered it neatly.

……

After 15 minutes, Shi Ji handed over the training to his deputy and left the training venue briefly.

He returned to the dormitory, changed into a clean training uniform, took a simple hot shower, and added two warm babies next to his body.

Yu Tang just got motion sickness, not to this point: "Don't bother."

"Use." Shi Ji was very serious, "I can treat whoever I want now."

After a day and a night of lethargy, Shi Ji had completely stripped off the implanted program, and his every move would no longer be subject to any restrictions.

Shi Ji himself was not afraid of the cold or pain. He swam across the icy lake in an environment of more than ten degrees below zero, and he didn't feel uncomfortable in the cold and wet training uniform.

But when Mr. Yu took over his body, he wanted to make Mr. Yu more comfortable.

When he was oppressed by continuous high-intensity battles, almost dissipated and completely swallowed by that program, Mr. Yu also stopped patiently, doing nothing, just to let him sleep for a while.

Shi Ji thought hard for a long time, and said to Yu Tang: "Mr. Yu is the best electronic storm."

Yu Tang smiled: "There are still bad electronic storms?"

"There are bad people." Shi Ji said.

Yu Tang paused, did not speak, and exchanged control of his body with him.

Shi Ji has tried his best to adjust the state of this body. Although there is still soreness and fatigue caused by high-intensity training, his whole body is clean and refreshing, and he holds a piece of toffee in his palm.

Yu Tang peeled off the toffee and put it in his mouth.

The sweet milky aroma melts in the mouth.

"……I'm thinking."

Yu Tang tidied up his training clothes and left Shi Ji's dormitory: "For Sheng Tiancheng at that time, he had military merits and a future, and he controlled one of the best observers. There was no reason for him to take the initiative to escape from the insect swarm .”

Yu Tang: "Even if the conservatives chose him as a victim, there must be some reason why he had to agree to this arrangement."

Zhan Chen asked, "Do you have a clue?"

Yu Tang: "Yes."

Sheng Yi was admitted to the Military Academy a year ago, and Shi Ji was a year earlier than him. Ten months before Shi Ji entered the Military Academy, Sheng Tiancheng disappeared in the insect swarm.

Added up is two years and ten months.

Sheng Tiancheng has been missing for two years and ten months. This time point appeared once in his work notes.

The system had just finished sorting out the work notes, and turned the page quickly: "The factory time of Sheng Yi's customized mech!"

Yu Tang walked towards the training ground.

In two months, it will be Sheng Yi's birthday.

On his 15th birthday, Sheng Yi got his own customized mecha. He was so proud that he insisted that Shi Ji use the training mecha to practice with him.

By analogy, Shi Ji could actually win against him.

That was the first time Shi Ji received procedural punishment. The intense pain pierced through his brain, and the training mech half-kneeled uncontrollably. chest.

Shi Ji rolled down from the operating compartment.

Sheng Yi was taken aback, he didn't expect such a heavy hand, seeing Shi Ji quietly curled up on the ground, trembling slightly with his head in his arms, he also felt that Shi Ji was deliberately pretending to be sick to scare him.

"It's punishment." Shi Ji fell to the ground, looked at Sheng Yi with a pale face, his expression was still helpless and gentle, "There is a program in my mind, if I do something wrong, I will be punished."

Shi Ji asked softly: "Xiao Yi, it's very cold on the ground, can you help me?"

Sheng Yi looked at him inexplicably.

He never believed that people could still install programs in their brains, and always felt that Shi Ji deliberately fooled him because he didn't want to fight with him: "Stop talking nonsense, even if there is a punishment, how much pain can it have? He didn't lose his limbs, what's the matter?" Big deal..."

Sheng Yi thought he was boring, left Shi Ji behind, and drove the mecha to the underground training ground.

Sheng Yi turned on the simulator, played a whole set of simulated battles happily, and fell asleep in the mech.

……

During that time, Wen You just became the head of the General Research Institute.

During that period of time, a large amount of experimental data was obtained in the laboratory of the General Research Institute, and the research on summoning an electronic storm with a specific electronic pulse was officially approaching maturity.

"Host!" The system just finished scanning Sheng Yi's mecha, and reported to him, "In Sheng Yi's mecha, a hidden miniature electronic pulse device was found, and there are special electrodes implanted in his helmet... "

Yu Tang walked to the side of the training field.

That mecha was a trap for the conservatives. The conservatives needed a model who would be sacrificed in the bug swarm. In order to make Sheng Tiancheng willing to cooperate, they specially gave Sheng Yi a state-of-the-art special assault mecha.

Sheng Tiancheng never imagined that the same method could not only be used against Shi Ji, but also be used against his own son.

The system couldn't figure it out: "But if Sheng Yi was also programmed, why didn't he respond at all these years?"

Shi Ji was also thinking about this question. He was taking notes seriously, and then raised his head: "Mr. Yu, I really didn't find any abnormal behavior in Sheng Yi."

He has been responsible for taking care of Sheng Yi all these years. If Sheng Yi was implanted with a program, Shi Ji should be the first to discover it.

Yu Tang asked Zhan Chen: "Senior Zhan, you can't figure it out either?"

Zhan Chen was checking the information, and he was dumbfounded when he heard the words: "Yes, I'm looking for a system without punishment procedures..."

"It's not that complicated." Yu Tang said, "You and little S7 are too sober to think of this possibility."

Yu Tang: "Senior Zhan, are you implanted with a program that requires you to cooperate with them and obliterate Electronic Storm's self-will?"

Zhan Chen paused.

He expected that Yu Tang would have known this earlier, so he nodded after a moment of silence: "Yes."

"You've been in pain because you've been resisting the procedure."

Yu Tang said: "Small S7 has been punished all the time, because he always wanted to find himself, and wanted to go back and help his captain."

But the program implanted in Sheng Yi by the conservatives is to make him always be the strongest mech operator.

As long as Sheng Yi always feels that he is the strongest, and keeps making excuses and reasons for his failures, he will not trigger the punishment, and he will not even be aware of the existence of the program.

Zhan Chen listened to the whole train of thought: "..."

"I didn't think of such a way at the time." Zhan Chen pressed his forehead, "If I had told myself that the electronic storm had lost its will and was addicted to milk and biscuits—"

Yu Tang smiled: "I have to wake up."

The lies we wove for myself, no matter how much I deceive myself and others, and no matter how blindfolded I refuse to read, they will all be uncovered one day.

Yu Tang stopped at the edge of the training field.

Sheng Yi fell into the muddy water in a state of embarrassment. He was so painful that he almost lost his mind. He hugged his head and rolled over, hysterically calling for help from anyone who could see him.

When Sheng Yi saw the figure, he rushed over desperately: "There is a program punishing me! It's in my head, help me—"

Sheng Yi's voice stopped abruptly.

He gasped heavily, his vision was blurred by the pain, and he saw Shi Ji's face in this blur.

In the overwhelming pain and dripping cold sweat, the memory of the 15th birthday suddenly jumped out.

Shi Ji lay on the ground.

That person was actually very different from usual, fine cold sweat broke out between the scattered forehead hair, his body trembled slightly, but he still had the same gentle and tolerant expression as usual.

Shi Ji's eyes were dark and clear, looking at him quietly.

"Xiao Yi, it's cold on the ground, can you help me?"