The strongest soldier

In a closed prison, everything around him was unfamiliar, but someone suddenly became interested in him. This situation made Luo Zheng alert and a little expectant. The information contained in the intelligence of the yellow race was too little to be considered. Without making any judgment, Luo Zheng thought for a while and continued training. A sandbag as high as one person was hung in the narrow prison, making the space for movement even smaller. The sandbags were installed the day after he made the request. The police cooperated, but Luo Zheng didn't want to challenge the police's bottom line too much and cause death.

After training for a while, Luo Zheng felt that his strength was a little stronger. After these days of recuperation and the improvement of food, his nutrition was much more balanced. He had almost recovered and his condition was much better. Rest when you are tired, and continue training when you have rested enough until the next meal time.

The old man pushed the food over again. Luo Zheng walked up with expectation and looked at the old man coldly. The old man quickly took out the food and placed it at the door, where Luo Zheng could reach it. He took two steps back, fearing that Luo Zheng would stretch out his hand. Come, beat yourself up, lower your voice and say: "The other party doesn't want to say."

"Huh?" Luo Zheng was surprised. He didn't embarrass the old man. He took the food in and ate it. While eating, he thought deeply. He couldn't understand why the man was curious about him and why he didn't reveal his identity. Was he worried? Or are you just curious? After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure it out and threw the matter aside.

In the following days, Luo Zheng continued to live a simple life of training, eating, reading and sleeping. It was so boring that it was crushing. When he was irritable, Luo Zheng would lie in bed and miss Lan Xue, his family, Guishou and other brothers. The belief in living has not disappeared, and it is hard to support Luo Zhengsheng's belief, day after day.

I don't know how long it took. On this day, Luo Zheng was lying quietly on the bed, feeling depressed. Thinking about Lan Xue, his manic mood slowly calmed down. Luo Zheng took a deep breath and thought to himself, after so long Lan Xue and the others didn't come to rescue him. They must have not found him. He didn't know what happened to Lan Xue. Could it be that he couldn't think about it? How is your family? How are you, brothers?

Thinking of Lan Xue and his relatives, Luo Zheng's irritable mood gradually calmed down, and he felt a surge of faith in life and the determination to live again. He stood up and was about to move his body when the old man who delivered the meal came over and put in his usual clothes. The food was placed at the door and the leftover rice bowls were collected. Day after day, Luo Zheng had become accustomed to this kind of life.

Suddenly, the old man looked at Luo Zheng and said softly: "The people from No. 9 warehouse asked me to tell you that he is from China."

"Ah?" Luo Zheng was startled and looked at the old man intently with a look of disbelief on his face. During this period of time, Luo Zheng had forgotten about the No. 9 warehouse. If the old man hadn't suddenly said such a sentence, the old man would have gone crazy. Ma, unnaturally took two steps back and quickly packed up his things to leave. Luo Zheng didn't expect that a famous Chinese citizen was imprisoned here. Regardless of whether it was true or not, at least the other party had exuded sincerity and must have a plan. He quickly waved to signal. Don't run away, old man.

The old man stopped quickly and looked at Luo Zheng warily. Luo Zheng lowered his voice and said, "Tell him, I am too. Let him reveal his specific identity and what his purpose is."

"Yes." The old man responded noncommittally and hurried away.

Luo Zheng was no longer in the mood to eat, and began to wonder, why were there Chinese people? Being imprisoned in this terrifying place, his identity is definitely not simple. Why did he find himself? Why didn't you identify yourself before, and why did you come again after waiting so many days?

After thinking for a while, Luo Zheng didn't think through the key, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He picked up the food and ate it. After eating, he rested for a while. If it was the past, it would have been time to train, but this time he couldn't calm down and felt faintly. Something happens, this thing may be beneficial to you, and your heart is full of expectations.

After living here for so long, Luo Zheng knew very well that the old man delivering food would not be coming again for a short time, and would have to wait until the next meal time. His excitement gradually calmed down, and he had nothing to do. He threw off his arms and continued training. The high intensity during this period Training, regardless of physical strength, punching speed or physical fitness, has improved to a certain extent. This result gives Luo Zheng some comfort.

Time passed by unknowingly. After Luo Zheng finished training, he took a shower, lay down to rest, picked up a psychology book, and soon fell into the world of psychology. The psychological research during this period made Luo Zheng With a deeper understanding of human psychology, until the sound of the cart came over, and thinking of what happened in No. 9 Warehouse, Luo Zheng got up and hurried to the cell door.

The old man who delivered the food skillfully took the food off the car and placed it at the door. He stretched out two fingers in the shape of a sword, placed them on his heart, and said in a low voice: "The man said, if you know this, find a way to meet. "

"Ah?" Luo Zheng saw this action, and his heart stirred up. He asked in surprise: "How old is he? Is he a boy or a girl?"

"A man in his fifties, with a disabled leg and a head full of white hair." The old man who delivered the meal said quickly.

"Tell him that I will find a solution as soon as possible." When Luo Zheng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and let the old man leave. He looked at the food on the ground and giggled. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, a member of the National Blade Special Warfare Team was imprisoned here. Let's just say, the people imprisoned here are definitely not simple.

The two fingers are in the shape of a sword, which represents a sharp blade. Putting it on the heart represents faith and loyalty to the country. It is a unique gesture of the National Blade Special Warfare Brigade. Outsiders have no idea. If Luo Zheng was not a member of the National Blade Special Warfare Brigade, he would also He didn't understand the meaning. The other party asked the old man who delivered the food to bring this gesture, so he naturally wanted to test it. It didn't matter if he couldn't understand it. There would be no harm. It would be better if he could understand it.

"Great." Luo Zheng was overjoyed. After so many days, he finally heard good news and his spirits were lifted. As for how the other party was imprisoned here, that is not important anymore. What is important is the other party's identity. Look. Come on, we must find a way to meet him.

Thinking of the words brought by the old man who delivered the food, Luo Zheng gradually calmed down. Meeting? It's easier said than done. This is a prison. I'm not even allowed to leave. How can we meet? It seems that we can only continue with the original idea and mobilize the prisoners here to force the prison to make some compromises.

This matter is too big and must be considered in the long run. The plan must be thorough, otherwise it will easily anger the prison authorities and lead to death. Luo Zheng thought for a while, came to the door, and looked at the location of warehouse No. 9. Unfortunately, the angle was wrong. No, I reluctantly returned to the sandbag.

"Boom!" Luo Zheng punched the sandbag while thinking, how can we meet?

Note: I recommend a book, "The Best Little Farmer". The rippling rural farming scene is very charming. Friends who like the city can read it.