We never expected that the other party would launch a brutal attack because of a prophecy, and in order to eradicate the root cause, they would also attack as far away as Pakistan and start a war, just for their own selfish desires. It is really a demonic existence that everyone is looking forward to.
In world peace, there is always a small group of people who want to go to war.
People who were still sleeping in the distance were woken up and walked out of their houses one after another. They stood on the street and looked in the direction of the fire. The huge mushroom cloud could be seen by people hundreds of kilometers away. Inside a basement in the town of Sinini, Pakistan.
, Aniston, who was clearly feeling the shock, sat at the table and watched as the mobile phone in his hand lost its signal. The nuclear bomb must have caused damage to the base station, and the electromagnetic waves were also interfered with. Neither the computer nor the transmitter could be used. Although he did not leave the basement,
But he knew what happened. The time, location, events and tasks mentioned in the letter he received three days ago. Waiting for the ground to stop shaking, he would go to the National Laboratory in Fort *** within 24 hours.
There is a secret research team here who studies vampire genes behind other people's backs. He only needs to steal the research results and put them in a brown suitcase backstage at the Grand Theater. The corresponding reward is $50,000 in the brown suitcase.
; He never asks for information beyond the mission, no matter whether it is good or bad for human beings, or whether it is unethical. This is the basic ethics of the profession, and this is the code he has followed for decades.
After the nuclear bomb was detonated and the ground vibrations decreased, Arniston walked towards the stairs. As he was climbing the stairs leading to the outside, another strong vibration occurred. This second vibration was even more severe than the first.
As if it happened not far away, the items in the basement were shaking all over the place, and he had to temporarily hide under the table to wait for the shaking to end.
In the wetlands, there was a sudden bomb attack without warning. Even if the target was a few kilometers away in the hills, we couldn't resist the shock wave and flying rocks of all sizes. At the critical moment, De Sunnyville boldly proposed
A suggestion, hide in the quagmire. There is no other way but this method. There are four quagmires nearby. If you jump in without knowing the depth of these quagmires, you may encounter a bottomless swamp. That will
It's fatal. If you don't try, you will die. We don't even have a few seconds to think.
De Sunnyvale dragged his two unconscious companions into one of them, Al took the eldest lady to the other, and Naha sneaked into the farther one, leaving the nearest one for Edward and me. I was not mentally prepared yet.
, I was dragged into the quagmire by Edward, because I couldn’t remember how long ago I swam, and I wasn’t sure if I could still hold my breath. Even if I choked on muddy water, I might still have a chance to survive.
It feels like a long time has passed since this time. The water in the quagmire is cold, biting to the bone, and the few mouthfuls of water I choke on are bitter. I don’t know how long I have to wait, and I have doubts in my heart. These feelings are so real, are they really just dreams? Or are they normal?
I am used to a comfortable life, but when I encounter adventures and setbacks, I feel like I am dreaming? I can't open my eyes in the turbid muddy water, and can't hear when my ears are filled with water. Without the sense of time, I gradually develop hallucinations.
In the human area, exposed to the scorching sun, rain and snow, blown by strong winds, alone, alone, cold can only rely on the sun, hot can only rely on wind and rain, isolated and helpless, I cried... until I met someone
, a person who makes my heart beat wildly when I see her. When I tried to hold her hand to stop her from leaving, a giant appeared in front of me, an ugly giant.
"Yeah!" I was so frightened that I suddenly opened my eyes and found myself lying on a hospital bed. The room was simply decorated. On the right side was a thick white curtain that divided the ward into two. There were spots on the white sheets.
There were colorful stains and even blood stains. There was an infusion tube on his hand. He didn't know how long he had been lying there. Apart from the sound of testing instruments, the air was filled with the smell of medicine, and it was surprisingly quiet.
I tried my best to support my body, sat on the bed, and used my right hand to fumble for the emergency button on the bedside. Rapid footsteps ticking came from outside. I thought the door would be pushed open, but the footsteps gradually became farther along the corridor.
Go, I was disappointed, and then there was a period of silence again, and I lay down. There was no mobile phone on the table, and there was no TV in the ward. If it was a dream, then this dream took a long time. Al, Edward, Naha and other characters were all
It was so real, and the pain in my body was not imaginary. I had no sense of time. I didn’t know what time it was, so I lay quietly.
There was another burst of footsteps outside, and finally stopped in front of the door. Then the door was pushed open, and the doctor and parents walked in. When they saw me, my mother rushed over, her eyes moist, and my father was silent and looked at them.
I couldn't help but cry because I was so emaciated. The doctor said that I had been in a sleep state for a long time without any warning. I didn't wake up no matter how I called. After observing with the instruments, my physical signs were normal, my brain was conscious, and my whole body was
At the end of the examination, I was very healthy and there was nothing abnormal, except of course that I didn't wake up which was not normal.
In order to keep me alive, they regularly replenished me with nutrient solutions, delivered food through the esophagus, and gave me massages from time to time, just to prepare for waking up at this moment today. I am very grateful to them for everything they have done for me, especially for not giving up on me.
Regarding this matter, it has been more than a month since I woke up last time. It is normal to feel that I can’t exert any strength. My muscles are gradually atrophying and it takes time to rehabilitate and recover. Therefore, I cannot be discharged from the hospital yet and will continue to observe.
It took a while, but I was finally able to move out of the special needs ward and into the general ward.
I picked up my mobile phone and first posted a message on Moments to inform my family and friends who cared about me that I woke up. After resting, I recorded the stories in my dreams on my mobile phone and computer. These profound memories were as real as
The existence and real feelings allowed me to remember all the details of this month, whether it was the people I met or the things I did, even the feeling of choking when I entered the quagmire. I can recall it so real.
When I recorded the dream in **, I remembered that under the attack of the museum owner without warning, my right back shoulder hit a sharp stone, and the entire shoulder was penetrated. I was treated by the eldest lady and recovered.
I saw the scar when I changed clothes and looked in the mirror before the follow-up mission, so I subconsciously touched it with my left hand. It was exactly as I had recorded. There was a scar on the right shoulder. Although the internal injury was healed by the eldest lady, the external injury still remained.
It cannot be erased. The period when I was "sleeping" as the doctor said was a real fact. As for whether the doctor was lying or someone was manipulating me, I don't know, but I looked weak and thin.
Ruchai's body and the wound on the right shoulder made me fall into confusion. Which one is the real world and which one really exists? (To be continued)