time traveler

"Hey, buddy, I flew all the way to rescue you, you don't just promise me with your body, you should always express your gratitude!" Liu Rufeng complained dissatisfiedly while driving the helicopter.

As soon as this guy came up, he sat on the side seat with a cold face and said nothing, pulling him like a domineering president, and it made people uncomfortable to watch.

"Go back to the applet to send you." M leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't light it up. He held a wet tissue in his hand and was wiping his fingers with a serious face.

"Really give it to me?" Liu Rufeng's eyes widened, and the boy's face looked more tender.

"Yes." M nodded lightly, as if what he sent was not an artificial intelligence program with cross-age significance, but a street stall for a few dollars, which didn't hurt at all.

Liu Rufeng immediately changed his face, his face was full of flattery, and his eyes were like crescent moons: "Boss, you are so generous! It is my honor to serve you!"

"Also." M turned his head uncomfortably, helping Xia Run convey his thanks, "Thank you!"

"Haha~ It's nothing! With your words, it's not in vain that I flew non-stop for hours to save you as soon as I received the message!" Liu Rufeng freed up a hand to pat M on the shoulder, but was rejected by M. His face shook off in disgust.

"Fly your plane well!" M became angry from embarrassment.

"Of order, boss!" Liu Rufeng replied obediently.

M pulled out the unlit cigarette from his mouth and threw it into the garbage disposal box, leaning on the back of the chair silently looking at the sea of ​​clouds outside the observation window in a trance.

At this time, the sky is completely bright, the early sun is shining, and the curling clouds are like wispy tulle, layer upon layer, embellished again and again, converging into a vast sea of ​​clouds with an unstoppable momentum, as if boundless in the distance, on the fuselage Spread down.

After boarding the helicopter, Xia Run never spoke a word except for the "thank you" that he asked him to bring to Liu Rufeng. He curled up in the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness and kept silent, but M could feel the pain coming from him. The palpitations of grief permeated continuously.

In fact, M doesn't understand Xia Run's sadness very well. He has no way to figure out this strange feeling. Xia Run and Lin Xiuxiu have known each other for a short time, and it wasn't love at first sight. He couldn't understand the relationship between two strangers in just a few days. There is such a deep bond -- what is even more unimaginable is that this kind of relationship has nothing to do with love.

In fact, as early as when the system was turned on, M knew the real identity of Wang Li, the chainsaw man. He modified the code quietly, removed Wang Li, who was the source of the explosion signal, from the blocking list, and then adjusted the plan silently. , to ensure that Xia Run (herself) has the greatest chance of survival.

He could feel that Xia Run had a crush on Lin Xiuxiu, so he left the PC to Lin Xiuxiu from the very beginning. If the couple could survive until the end, and use the signal location of the PC to find them, it would be a good idea to rescue them—this is already The best care he could give.

In order not to startle the enemy and cause unknowable changes in the plan, he indifferently watched Dong Ge, who had fought side by side, follow Wang Li to his death, and did not give any hints to Lin Xiuxiu and Liu Yan who insisted on staying on the deck.

He had given them a chance to choose, and this ending was their own choice and had nothing to do with him.

The plan was very successful, the mastermind behind the scenes was punished, and Xia Run (himself) survived smoothly.

However, he was the only one who survived...

What did he do wrong?No, no, he just obeyed his heart, avoided disadvantages and sought benefits, and chose the safest plan. Even if he could do it all over again, his plan would still not change in any way.

Feeling the sadness coming from Xia Run's side, M was a little confused. In the past, Xia Run always accused him of being too cold-tempered, maybe he was right...

Two hours later, the helicopter flew over the sea, the altitude suddenly increased, and it flew all the way towards the towering snow-capped mountains. This sea area is connected with stretches of snow-capped mountains, and there is no way to go around. They have to fly over.

When approaching the top of the mountain, disturbing heart palpitations reappeared, shocking Xia Run back to his senses.

'left! '

M and Xia Run judged the source of danger almost at the same time. M reached out and grabbed the control stick of the helicopter, causing the fuselage to deflect to the right.

Liu Rufeng was shocked, and hurried to grab the control lever. On the right was a protruding and steep cliff, and if he continued to the right, he would directly hit it.

"What are you doing..."

Before the questioning was finished, Liu Rufeng felt a sudden light in the corner of his left eye.

"Damn!" Liu Rufeng's heart sank, and in a flash, he also took the same action. The helicopter raised its nose and crazily leaned to the right. Bright sparks, amidst harsh scraping sounds, the helicopter held its nose high and climbed desperately to the summit.

A missile dragged a long tail flame and got into the tail of the helicopter from the left. It exploded with a "boom," and the helicopter was pushed up to the peak of the snow-capped mountain by the shock wave of the explosion. The scarlet flame was accompanied by billowing smoke, enchanting bloom.

Amidst the violent churning and dazzling firelight, Xia Run heard M's magnetic and gentle voice ringing in his ears.

'Don't be afraid, I'm here. '

Like a gust of wind blowing, his heart suddenly calmed down. Xia Run opened his closed eyes. He didn't know when he switched back with M. While the world was spinning, he saw a blue light coming from his eyes. The body expanded, enveloping his whole body.

"Boom—" There was another blazing heat wave, and Xia Run's chest felt tight, and he passed out.

A bunker opened on the mountainside, and a man wearing a mountaineering jacket climbed out. He used a high-powered camera to film the helicopter that was smashed to pieces by the missile. Like a kite with a broken string, it fell to the snow-capped mountain with blazing flames. side.

Putting away the camera, he turned on the satellite-encrypted mobile phone, selected a specific contact, uploaded the video, and entered a piece of information in the message column: Liu Rufeng has been eradicated.

After waiting for less than half a minute, an account information reminder popped up. The man squinted his eyes, counted the digits of 0, nodded in satisfaction, and continued to enter in the information bar: Happy cooperation.

Turn off the phone, pull out the phone card, break it, and throw it into the cliff together with the phone. The man disassembled the portable missile launcher, put it in a backpack, and carried it behind his back. Then he pulled down the goggles to cover his eyes, and picked up the ice ax, like Like an ordinary mountaineering enthusiast, he slowly walked down the snow mountain.

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The sun was scorching hot, and the hot air seemed to be burning, making every breath a torment. The strong wind rolled the sand and hit it head-on. Looking around, the only thing in sight was the boundless yellow sand.

They have no supplies. If they don't want to die of thirst, they must find a place to replenish water as soon as possible!Pursing his chapped lips, he dragged the heavy simple stretcher and climbed up with his hands and feet on the ground. The hot sand scorched his hands and feet, scalding blisters, but he didn't dare to stop. up the dunes.

Under the sand dunes, a new color finally appeared in the monotonous tones, and his eyes lit up, it was green representing life.

Sliding down the hill, he dragged the stretcher and slowly walked into the oasis, where there was a blue lake with sparkling water, and something in the cool water seemed to call him.

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Xia Run woke up suddenly, the scorching sun above his head made him dazed for a while, thinking he was still in a dream.

When he moved his body, he gritted his teeth in pain. He tried to move his limbs and back, but there was no feeling of fracture. He heaved a sigh of relief and sat up slowly. The sand was already a little hot.

I didn't expect that the side of the snow mountain turned out to be a desert!

The wreckage of the helicopter landed in pieces not far from him. The flames on the fuselage had not been extinguished, the position of the passenger seat was facing down, and the entire observation window was completely shattered. It seemed that he was thrown out after the helicopter hit the ground.

Enduring the pain, Xia Run got up and staggered to the cockpit. He saw Liu Rufeng being tied to the driver's seat by the seat belt. Half of his body was stained with blood. His whole consciousness had fallen into a coma. It seemed that the situation was very bad. wonderful.

Xia Run hurriedly probed his neck veins, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it's great, he's still alive!

He roughly checked Liu Rufeng's body. Fortunately, there was no irreversible damage to his internal organs. One leg bone was openly fractured, and the left arm bone was broken and pierced the skin, exposing white bones. These are not too difficult, the most serious The most important thing is the cut on his head, which is still bleeding, probably hurting an artery.

Xia Run found a fairly intact medical kit under the cushion of the passenger seat. In contrast to the fact that the entire helicopter was about to be broken into parts, the relatively complete passenger seat seemed particularly strange.

Of course, the weirder thing is himself. Judging from the direction of the helicopter's impact, the side seat where he was sitting should bear the brunt of the first contact with the ground. It was horrifying, but in fact, those were only superficial injuries, not any bones at all. Compared with Liu Rufeng, who was in a miserable state, it was simply not a painting style.

Recalling the azure light cluster before he passed out, Xia Run had some clarity.

'M, are you okay? ' Xia Run asked in the thinking channel.

M did not answer, although he usually has this kind of virtue, but no matter what, there is always some emotional feedback, but this time, there is nothing, if he can not feel that M is still somewhere in his sea of ​​consciousness, Xia Run even thought that M disappeared.

As long as it's still there!

To calm down, Xia Run took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, he had to concentrate, there was still a seriously ill patient who needed his treatment.

He opened the first-aid kit and disinfected his hands. He shaved Liu Ru's hair from the wound, cleaned the wound, and carefully stitched up the ruptured blood vessel.

The bleeding stopped quickly. Seeing that Liu Rufeng's breathing had stabilized, Xia Run quickly injected him with antibiotics, and then clamped the splint on the broken part of his leg; Rough cleaning was done, and the bone was barely aligned, and then clamped with a splint to fix the wound to prevent secondary contusion. Now the conditions are limited, and surgery is not possible, so we can only do first aid first. It depends on whether he can resist himself.

Xia Run stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and non-stop used the broken parts of the helicopter and the relatively intact passenger seat to make a simple stretcher that could be dragged away, and carefully moved the unconscious Liu Rufeng onto it and tied it up. Then he moved away from the helicopter.

The flames on the helicopter hadn't been extinguished yet, and he didn't dare to stay and test when it would explode.

Xia Run pursed his chapped lips, dragged a heavy simple stretcher and strenuously walked in the endless desert. He looked around, and all he could see was the boundless yellow sand.

At this time, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, the sun was shining directly on the sand, the air seemed to be burning, and the steaming heat wave made every breath tormented.

Xia Runqiang cheered up and quickened his pace. It was too hot here, and he had to find a water source as soon as possible. The lack of water would make Liu Rufeng's injury worse, and the heat was not good for the healing of the wound.

The time was stretched under the scorching sun, and the surrounding sand dunes were almost the same. Xia Run didn't know how long he had walked, and he didn't even know if he walked in a straight line. Willpower is supporting.

His breathing became more and more rapid, his lungs were burning, and the first-aid rope on his shoulders had been deeply cut into his flesh. Every step he took was suffering, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. He believed that since he If he can reach the oasis in his dream, then he will definitely be able to in reality!

This belief has always supported him, let him persist tenaciously, and never give up!

At dusk, Xia Run met a large sand dune. At this time, he was in a trance, lost one of his shoes, and mechanically climbed up with hands and feet. After a day of exposure to the hot sand, his hands and feet were scorched. Small blisters were scalded on it, but he didn't dare to stop, slipped step by step, and tried his best to climb up the sand dune.

A plate of orange-red sunset sticks to the ridgeline of the desert, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the desert with a layer of light red. The waves of the desert supporting the setting sun look like solidified waves, peaceful and beautiful.

Under the sand dunes, a new color finally appeared in the single tone, and his eyes lit up, it was green representing life.