[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

Zhou Qi opened his mouth, unable to speak, as if someone had put a rein into his mouth, and the tough hemp stalk strangled his tongue.

Thoughts give way to emotions and completely out of control, like a drunk driving his battered car at high speed.He galloped along the river.Time pulsates, and shrinks like a breathing universe.When he came back to his senses, everything around him was still, only the peaceful sleeping face was constantly enlarged on the retina.

In the past three months, Zhou Qi has been drinking heavily, and when he is sober, he puts all his attention on the Hyderian Nursing Home.

Externally, he set the specific goal of this operation as suspicious and indifferent.He also emphasized this to himself.Xu Chi is dead, stop any meaningless adventures and searches.These thoughts are repeated thousands of times in my mind every day, and finally a high wall is built to trap the eager hopes.

Out of the instinct of self-protection, through strengthening day after day, Zhou Qi forced himself to minimize the value of hope.This is the same essence as alcoholism, which is a cowardly escape, avoiding the pain that you feel you can't bear.

It almost never occurred to him that Xu Chi might still be alive.

In other words, he actually thinks about it every day, but refuses to admit it.

Just like the force that pulls him to Heidlian in the dark, is it really just because of being cold?Still, in the bottom of my heart, that small group of secretive fireworks has never been extinguished, and a belief that he refuses to insist on but still subconsciously insists on has never cooled down——Xu Chi will come back.

Now, that person was right in front of his eyes, intact.

Zhou Qi squatted down slowly, raised his hand to hold the warm neck, pushed the jaw with his thumb to exert force, and turned away from the face that was facing him.He stared deeply at the pale, thin face.There was a slight beating from the pulp of the index finger and middle finger pressing the carotid artery, very slow, very light, and almost imperceptible.

But it was enough to make Zhou Qi ecstatic.

"Let go of him!" Leng Jin scolded, from his point of view, Zhou Qi was almost pinching Xu Chi's neck with one hand, as long as the other party wanted to, he could twist Xu Chi's life channel with a little force.

"Marshal Leng, let me remind you, I'm afraid you haven't clearly realized your embarrassing situation at this time." Zhou Qi let go of his hand, bent down and picked him up personally, "Now whether it's you or your friend I, Zhou Qi, will take over. All you need to do is keep your mouth shut."

This is extremely arrogant.

Leng Jin's face was livid, but even the two remaining subordinates were under control, and the situation had long been reversed. He rationally suppressed the anger in his chest.

Immediately, he realized something and pouted strangely: "Zhou Qi?"

"It seems that you have heard my name before." Zhou Qi exchanged glances with Fan Si B3, turned around and walked towards the marked place, "But maybe, you are more familiar with my other name."

He looked back at Leng Yuan, which was meaningful, Leng Yuan shivered suddenly, and was stunned, and was pushed forward by B3 behind him with a gun.

"Hurry up!" B3 urged patiently.

In his early years, Leng Yuan injured his leg during the siege of Yigong. Since then, he has been unable to walk freely like a normal person. Now he is limping, like a lion king who was expelled from the group because of his old age and poverty.

He tidied up the dusty front, raised his chin and glanced at B3: "Don't push, you will also grow old one day."

Shocked by the light in his eyes, B3 raised his hand in a gesture of perfunctory invitation.

They came to the heavy fire door, behind which there was a black trash can, and when they pushed the trash can open, an unremarkable manhole cover was exposed underneath.Vance removed the manhole cover and jumped first.Zhou Qi first handed Xu Chi in his arms to Fan Si who was responding below, and then jumped down too.

A group of people filed in.

It was a newly dug tunnel that took three months to run from the nursing home parking lot to the back of the hill.

A quarter of an hour later, they boarded the camouflage armored vehicle that had been waiting outside the tunnel for a long time.

Cao Chongye sent foreign aid and began to clean up the remaining forces in the corridor. Within the scope of its ability, the Delta squad joined forces with the Southwest Self-Defense Forces to bring several groups of prisoners out of the Hyderian Sanatorium one after another.

Under the cover of night, several low-key armored vehicles drove towards the outskirts of the city along the hidden path planned at the beginning.

In the bumpy carriage, the flickering red light continued to burn in the corner.

"Boss, what are you thinking?" B3 finally couldn't help it anymore, took the cigarette that burned to the butt, and popped it out of the window, "The cigarette butt is burning your hand, doesn't it hurt?"

Zhou Qi shook his head, rubbed his eyes with nicotine-stained fingers, and sat staring at Xu Chi for a long time to make his eyes dry.The biting cold wind came in through the gap of the car window, which temporarily cleared up his confused mind. He stretched out his hand and pulled up the white blanket to cover Xu Chi's chin.Then he pressed his fingers together again, returning to the petrified state of sitting still.

The young man code-named B3, whose original name was Shen Yuan, had a dark face and bright white teeth. He was the first group of brothers who followed Zhou Qi up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire, and had a lifelong friendship.

He had never seen Zhou Qi so lost.

"Who is this?"

Finally, he couldn't help pointing to the handsome but weak man on the stretcher with his chin, and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Qi's half-drawn soul slowly returned to its place, and his slack pupils refocused.Then he slowly said an unfamiliar name: "Xu Chi."

"Xu Chi?" Shen Yuan didn't remember that they knew such a person, scratching his head, "Which one?"

Zhou Qi: "My people."

Shen Yuan: "..."

Although it is common for brothers to chatter and talk shamelessly on weekdays, Shen Yuan still had goosebumps when he heard such a sentence at this time. He automatically interpreted these three words as "Lao Tzu" The best brother", and within three seconds, he naturally accepted Xu Chi's detached position in their leader's mind.

This is beyond doubt.

If he was lying here now, the boss would slap him twice before confirming whether he was completely unconscious.Instead of guarding so "affectionately".

The atmosphere of the two teams in the carriage was somewhat stalemate.

Leng Jinduan sat opposite Zhou Qi. Although he was old and frustrated, he just sat here, and the coercion he exuded made people dare not look sideways.

After a long silence, he turned the crutch in his hand, fixed his shrewd eyes on Zhou Qi's face, and asked the question that had been lingering in his heart all the way: "Young man, are you Yuan Qi?"

Zhou Qi raised his eyes: "The old marshal forgets things a lot. It's normal not to remember me, so don't feel guilty."

"you are still alive."

"Fortunately not humiliated."

"Who rescued you?"

"Lieutenant Zhou Xingzhi."

"It's him."

At this point in the conversation, it came to an end temporarily, and the intensity of the cold gaze weakened, as if recalling the past.

After a while, he muttered softly again: "You are all alive, you are all alive, it's God's will, it's God's will, after all, God's will is on Tianhe's side. You are really different from back then...not like that."

When people are old, they like to repeat certain words for no reason.

Zhou Qi twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are also very different from back then."

"I'm too old." The cold and cloudy eye sockets were strangely moist, and he looked at Zhou Qi kindly, "Oh, look carefully, your eyes are very much like your outstanding father."

"Outstanding?" Zhou Qi frowned, as if he was not used to this adjective, "Everyone says Yuan Baidao is a tyrant."

"It seems that the person who raised you has instilled some strange thoughts in you." Shaking his head coldly and disapprovingly, the cane made a sound of tapping on the iron floor, "What is the definition of a tyrant? This country has always been in turmoil In China, if there is no strong hand to cooperate with the high-pressure policy of order and prohibition, it will be in turmoil forever. You must know that it is your great father who finally determined the current territory of this country. Under his rule during his lifetime, it was stable, prosperous and peaceful. These are all at the expense of the so-called democracy and so-called freedom promoted by the reactionaries. Democracy and freedom are very popular now, but if you look at what it looks like now, divisions, wars, famines, and devastation everywhere, I think you are because of Want to change these, so stand up and raise the banner of the rebel army."

"But I will not follow Yuan Baidao's old path." Zhou Qi said.

"Ha." Leng Jin put his hands on his crutches, raised his head and laughed, "You are still too naive a child. Your people are longing for a strong government, longing for someone to restrain those warlords who are about to move, but you actually dismiss it .”

"Don't worry, we can always find a more suitable method." Zhou Qi shrugged, "Politics is always the product of compromise and win-win."

"You're wrong." He snorted coldly and disdainfully, "Politics has been a weapon of the strong since ancient times, a weapon used to rule and enslave the weak."

"If your point of view is correct, Yuan Baidao won't be so disappointed. After the government is overthrown, he will still be called a tyrant!"

"History is always left to future generations to judge, and none of us who are witnessing this history can be rational and objective."

All of a sudden, swords were on the verge of breaking out in the carriage.

The two insisted on their own opinions, and they couldn't explain it at all. After a long silence, they simply closed their eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

But apart from the big and empty matter of politics, Zhou Qi has more important questions to ask.

He had been contemplating for a long time, but Leng Yuan was even more impatient than him, and spoke first: "How do you know K?"

"Since I am Yuan Qi, why can't I know him?" Zhou Qi asked angrily.

Leng Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Oh, you saw him when you were young, and you still remember it."

"Of course I remember." Zhou Qi emphasized very quickly, as if he wanted to prove something, "But he..."

"But why is he still so young after 20 years?" Leng Jin asked himself and answered, "This is Cao Chongye's masterpiece. Back then, the army was defeated like a mountain, and K committed suicide in the hall, but the poison uniformly prepared by the super soldiers has long expired , the toxicity was only half left, and it failed to kill him completely. Cao Chongye picked up the half-dead K in a crooked way, and frozen and sealed him in order to maintain his genes of the right age. The super soldier project was restarted a while ago, and K was able to be thawed again , but has been in a coma like this."

"Always?" Zhou Qi was dissatisfied with Leng Yuan's reserved attitude, and mocked, "Don't tell me that you fired that shot just now."

"Of course not." Leng Jin denied without thinking, but the expression on his face was the same confusion as Zhou Qi's, "K seems to wake up briefly from time to time under strong stimulation, and then fall into a coma again. Just like now. Look In the end, the toxins of the year and the 20-year freezing period finally depleted the foundation of the body."

While talking, the eyes of both of them were fixed on the face that was mostly covered by hair.

The cold eyes became soft: "Did you know? K looks very similar to your mother. When I look at him, I always think of the beautiful and elegant queen first."

Hearing this, Zhou Qi looked up in surprise, his eyes staring like copper bells.

"It's a pity that you have never seen Your Highness the Queen before." Leng Yuan was full of emotion, "It can be seen that the king is right to do this. Through k, at least you can get a glimpse of your mother's demeanor back then, Your Highness."

Zhou Qi choked, like swallowing a mouthful of flies.

What's the meaning?Xu Chi looks like his mother?

For the first time in his life, Zhou Qi was glad that he had no memory of his biological mother, otherwise... Zhou Qi couldn't imagine that terrible scene.

After a while, he finally digested the unexpected information, sat up straighter, and said solemnly: "Old Leng, can you tell me about the whole story of the 'Super Soldier Project'?"

"Is this the first question you want to ask me?" asked Leng Jin.

Zhou Qi nodded.

Leng Yuan stroked his gray hair: "Ah, this is a very long story."

Zhou Qi: "You can make a long story short."

Leng Yuan pondered: "But I'm thirsty and hungry right now, which may affect the clarity of my memory."

The corner of Zhou Qi's mouth twitched, and he quickly took out compressed biscuits and a bottle of mineral water from his tactical backpack.

But the old man has a lot of shit, making a fuss: "Do you let me, a toothless old man, eat this toothless biscuit? Also, my stomach is very bad, I can't drink cold water, and I will have diarrhea. When you get old, you will Understand that what you are doing at this moment is tantamount to abusive."

"..." Zhou Qi, "Then what do you want?"

"Where are you going?" Leng Jin asked.

"The headquarters of the rebel army on the outskirts of the city is stationed."

"Okay, when I get to the place, prepare some edible food for me, and then let me take a hot bath to calm down." Leng Jin took a rest, adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, closed his eyes and fell asleep, "I will let me know after dawn I will tell you everything."

Zhou Qi looked at him sullenly, if Shen Yuan hadn't pressed him down, he might have just drawn his gun and made a fool of that old shameless face.

When the convoy arrived at the headquarters, before it stopped, the secretary commissioner who had a good personal relationship with Zhou Qi rushed up.

"Xiaoqi, run! Your dad is here with a bazooka on his back!"

"Bazooka? As for what, it's making such a big fuss."

"The anger index is five stars, and the danger index is five stars. You can figure out the rest."

"Calm down. Don't panic."

The man who said not to panic got out of the car, hugged Xu Chi, and ran towards his dormitory.

Behind him came Zhou Xingzhi's furious growl: "Stop, little bastard! Oh, you brought someone back in your arms? Damn, you ran to your death just to pick up a girl?"

Since Xu Chi was covered by a blanket, Zhou Xingzhi took it for granted that Zhou Qi was holding a woman, and jumped even more angrily.

A few bullets whizzed by, Zhou Qi didn't bother to explain, and turned around while running, shouting: "I'll retreat first, we'll talk after you calm down!"

"What the fuck, I'm going to kill you today! Don't stop me! I want to see, who dares to stop me today!" Zhou Xingzhi yelled angrily, but he was really worrying too much. None of the bystanders around him There is the meaning of meddling in the fight.

Zhou Xingzhi: "I told you, don't stop me!"

Everyone: "Don't stop, don't stop."

Zhou Xingzhi: "Little bastard, I'll kill him!"

Everyone: "You have a good shot."

Zhou Xingzhi: "..."

After singing the one-man show for a long time, Zhou Xingzhi turned around cursingly and cast his stern eyes on the innocent Delta team.

Taking a deep breath, he was about to reprimand him when he saw a hunched figure out of the corner of his eye. He paused, followed closely, and subconsciously stood at attention and performed an old military salute.

"marshal!"

"Be safe, Lieutenant Zhou."

Smiling coldly, he stretched out a hand like dry wood to Zhou Xingzhi.