I'm not a genius

Although Yuan Lang did not dare to boast that he has seen countless people, there are still a few who can escape his eyes, of course, being a talent is an exception.

The more Yuan Lang wanted to know his whole picture, the more confused he felt like falling into a cloud.

It is as clear as water when it is quiet, naughty and cute when it is innocent, and cold when it is indifferent. It is like a novel of essays. Although it is collected in one book, it is two completely different writing styles and stories. The more you want to know the ending, the more you feel like you are walking on a path in the forest with nine twists and eighteen bends. You can see each other when you are clearly separated, but you have to go around a long circle to find the footprints.

For Yuan Lang, this is extremely dangerous. He is used to firmly grasping everything and excluding any unstable factors.

But now, looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake. Maybe all these appearances were his disguise.

I took out the notebook, flipped through a few more pages, looked around, and walked away, feeling that the people around me hadn't followed, so I retreated, leaned over, and tilted my head in front of Yuan Lang: "Captain?"

Yuan Lang looked straight into those bright eyes, which were shining brightly, because they were so clear that even his own shadow could be clearly discerned.

"Chengcai, did we know each other before?" This is a question that has been hidden for a long time.

My heart hit my chest forcefully, I looked at the side, and smiled: "I don't know if it counts, but I was shot dead by you the first time I saw you."

Yuan Lang: "Not that time, maybe earlier?"

It must be an illusion, but Chengcai seems to be too familiar with everything in Team A, and after two selections, he quickly integrated himself into it. Others may not have time to accept it, but he himself is able to handle it with ease, even familiar with it. Wu Zhe couldn't compare, there wasn't any transition, it was like a brother who just traveled far away and got into trouble.

After all, Brigade A belongs to the special forces, and has more confidentiality rules than ordinary troops. It is impossible for a mere non-commissioned officer to learn more through the back door through crooked ways.And Xu Sanduo has a rigid mind, and it is absolutely impossible to leak any information to others.

Then, the performance of Chengcai is even more doubtful.

I have thought that maybe all of this is a story that they co-wrote when I was in a coma. Yuan Lang's true nature is really hard to guard against.But the story is far too realistic.

I thought about it: "Maybe, it's in a dream."

Chengcai and Qi Huan were on a mission for the first time.

Before the battle started, Wu Zhe used the public channel to chat from Tiannan to Haibei, from the flowers and plants he raised at home to the new name he gave to Chengcai. Finally, he couldn't help it, hey, hey, twice: "Huahua, what the hell are you doing?" Are you there?"

In fact, Wu Zhe is not the only one who wants to hear the voice from the earphones. From the beginning to the present, everyone has more or less inserted a sentence or two between Wu Zhe's speeches, so as to pass the time consuming and pre-war. Nervous but talented, he hasn't said a word since he entered the hiding place and reported his location.

Even Qi Huan who was beside him seemed to have forgotten the existence of the people around him before Wu Zhe reminded him.

Quiet as a virgin, maybe this is the state.

I held the gun a little nervously and didn't speak.

There was a flash of light in the dense forest, and Yuan Lang immediately entered the state of combat readiness, staring closely: "Hoe, pay attention to the eleven o'clock position." Then adjust the focus: "Everyone pay attention, I suspect that the other party has a sniper."

I sniped them like a target, and psychologically hinted: killing them is equivalent to saving thousands of people.

Started to feel less nervous.

Yuan Lang also moved to my side at some point, and asked me: "Chengcai, are you nervous?"

I report: "Not nervous."

Then the earth-shattering sound of bullets started again.

Just as he was about to complete the task, Yuan Lang carefully checked that there were no living creatures around, and planned to stand up to see if there were any enemies.

After a while, when there was no movement, Yuan Lang called us out.

Just when Yuan Lang was about to pull me up, I saw the reflected light. It was a female sniper who was about to shoot at Yuan Lang.

Finally, she fell silent.

I took a breath, feeling much more clear-headed, stood up, and walked to the female sniper, intending to see where I hit.

I saw the female sniper Weilong's belly, widened my eyes, and immediately began to confirm.

Just as I was about to finish taking off the female sniper's clothes, I was stopped by Yuan Lang.

"Don't confirm, one dead and two dead."

I stood up with trembling hands, and wanted to confirm whether it was true, when my brain suddenly congested, and my eyes suddenly went dark, and then I didn't know what happened.