Chapter 630 The new unlucky egg (3) [For ideals 9/15]
Time, 11:25 pm.
Location, in a community in Jinmen area,
"What the heck! Why does time fly by so fast? I feel like I haven't had much fun, but it's almost half past eleven."
After taking a look at the time on his phone, Sun Shuang couldn't help but curse.
The tone was full of strong regret and dissatisfaction.
By the way! For a married man, what is more joyful and joyful than having his daughter-in-law return to her parents' home.
How happy is it specifically? Just kidding, it’s so much more than you can imagine.
Play games when you want, order takeout when you want, and sleep when you want.
Otherwise? What do you think unmarried singles can do? This is almost the limit.
Of course, the above statement is from Sun Shuang's mouth, so it is just a casual talk.
Thinking of having to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning, Sun Shuang had no choice but to quit the game on his mobile phone with regret, and then prepared to wash up and go to bed...
Because there was no one to talk about it, Sun Shuang finished washing up at a much faster speed than usual, and then got ready to go to bed.
Just before going to bed, he was going to take out a uniform from the closet that he would wear to work tomorrow and iron it a little in advance to smooth out the wrinkles.
After all, after my wife is no longer at home, I can only do such a thing by myself.
After hurriedly opening the closet and rummaging around a few times, the movements of Sun's hands suddenly slowed down.
Nothing else! Sun Shuang, who had not opened the closet for who knows how long, saw the military uniform hanging in the corner, the same military uniform he wore when he walked through Tiananmen during the 1993 parade in 1993.
After thinking of something, the movements of Sun's hands became gentle.
This is not only a military uniform, but also his best youth, and the most profound memory in his life; even if it sounds decades later, it will still be the kind that will make him proud and regretful.
Yes, it is a pity.
As long as you are a big man, how can you not have one or two regrets in your heart?
Such regret may be that a girl was missed and is now someone else's wife; or it may be that one missed opportunity in life has changed one's life.
As for Sun Shuang, this man now holds the tax department in his hands, has such a good iron rice bowl, and has a harmonious family.
The biggest regret in my heart is actually the same as that of Xiling in the Zhongzhou team:
I regret that he will never be able to return to his beloved army for the rest of his life.
"If you stand still, you will answer the call, and you will win the battle~" With this thought in mind, Sun Shuang took out a uniform from the closet and forcibly closed the closet door.
In the next time, I am going to iron my uniform a little and get some sleep.
Because no matter what, life has to go on.
But even though he thought so in his heart, Sun Shuang couldn't help but flash back to his mind about the life in the army that included suffering, tears, and laughter.
In short, there was no way to calm down the mood immediately, so the mood was always a little low.
In such a situation, when he was about to start ironing clothes.
A mechanically cold voice with no trace of emotion sounded in the room where he was the only one: "Relevant personnel were found and have a strong desire to go to the battlefield. After comprehensive consideration, the system decided to meet the requirements~"
At this sudden voice, Sun Shuang's first reaction was that his wife was playing a prank.
But when he found that there was no abnormality around him and thought of something, he screamed in horror: "No, I didn't~"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'll tell you what you want."
This was the sound that poor Sun Shuang heard in his ears when he looked at the horrific scene of his body, starting from his legs gradually disappearing...
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Among the netizens summoned by the system every time, I don’t know what the system’s principles are for selecting people.
Anyway, this guy's behavior of soliciting people is simply a mystery; maybe he used this routine last time, but he changed his routine next time.
Because compared to the last mission, many netizens who read the forum or even personally participated in the battle were dragged into the mission world and started a life-and-death battle.
Among the people summoned for this mission, many of them were still playing games before traveling through time.
In addition to Sun Shuang, who was unlucky or lucky, there was another man named Zhou Chu who was playing the game like this.
After parachuting from a high altitude again and turning into a box, Zhou was surrounded by teammates scolding each other.
I turned off the chicken game interface and looked at the computer desktop with dense icons, and started to feel dazed.
Zhou Chu, 30 years old, is 1.76 meters tall and weighs 75 kilograms.
Because his university major was pharmacy, his current job is the person in charge of a laboratory in a factory; therefore, the nature of his work means that he is destined to be a deadbeat.
In fact, it is different from the hobbies of many otakus, such as animation and secondary clouds.
Zhou Chu’s hobby is to indulge in various shooting games and vehicle war games. He is considered a senior game enthusiast.
On his computer desktop today, there is a string of game icons representing: Call of Duty, Battlefield, CS, CF, Chicken Fight, War Thunder, Titanfall, Crysis, Far Cry, etc.
This can very well illustrate the strong hobby this guy has in this area.
Even for reasons well known in the country, this guy even went to Syria during a certain summer vacation, which could be said to be in war at the time.
The specific reason seems a bit ridiculous, or sad, just to touch the real thing.
After quitting the chicken game, Zhou Chu originally planned to find a stand-alone game to play, but then he thought of the kind greetings his teammates had just given him.
For a moment, I felt very unhappy in my heart.
I couldn't help but hold my mobile phone and prepare to order a takeaway, while cursing in my mouth:
"You are all noobs, you know nothing about real war. I look down on you. If you go to a real battlefield like Syria, you will be scared to death.
Brother, I just don’t have a chance. I really want to have a chance to go to a real battlefield. My outstanding performance can blind your titanium alloy dogs."
As soon as he finished speaking, a mechanical voice sounded in his ears:
"Hey, little brother~ have you seen Wireless Horror?"
"Of course I have. Who are you looking down on?" Zhou Chu, who is not only a senior game fan but also a reader of online articles for many years, immediately replied.
Then, he reflected, shouldn't he be the only one in the single dormitory?
After vaguely realizing something, the message continued to ring in his head: "That's good, you know what happens next..."
Time, 10:45 in the evening, a dormitory area of a factory affiliated to Northern Company.
Facing the figure running back from outside with sweat all over his head, Uncle Qin from the security department stuck his head out of the guard room and said hello:
"Gong Li, are you running at night again?
It's the spirit of you young people that is so good. It's like if I don't soak some wolfberry in water every day, my back will hurt the next day. I can't compare with you.
After hearing such a statement, Li Qingyang just smiled and did not speak directly.
As a young man like him, it's not okay for him to talk to an old man about to retire about soaking wolfberry in a thermos cup, right?
Then he jogged all the way back to his single dormitory.
Li Qingyang, male, Chaoshan native, 31 years old, is a mechanical engineer in a factory affiliated to Northern Company.
Considering that he graduated from Harbin Institute of Technology majoring in mechanical engineering, he enlisted in the army immediately after graduation. At that time, he served as an engineer soldier.
So after changing careers, I came here to take on such a position.
At the same time, it seems reasonable to retain his hobbies of exercising every day, collecting cold weapons and practicing cold weapon fighting.
In this way, Li Qingyang returned to the dormitory with a smelly sweat.
There is naturally nothing to describe in the process of a smelly old man washing himself.
The point is that this guy didn't go to bed after washing. Instead, he started looking at his collection with an obsessed expression on his face.
Those possessions that cost him a lot of salary to accumulate:
Han sword, Huanshou sword, Yanling sword, Tang sword, Qi family sword, four-edge mace, horse-cutting sword, Miao sword and so on.
In such a process, the voice of the system suddenly appeared. Since there is nothing new in the results and process, it seems that there is no need to say anything more.
The only thing that can be emphasized is the one that was teleported.
Li Qingyang instinctively picked up his favorite four-edged mace.
Among the total 8 summoners this time, he is the only one who is armed with a weapon; although I don’t know if this thing will be useful when the time comes.
Could it be that he went to the battlefield in western Yunnan in 1944 to process the famous beef balls in the Chaoshan area?
Chapter 630 The new unlucky guy (3) [Additional update 9/15 for those who have ideals]