Yu Yang had only lived in the newly bought house for less than a week before entering the killing field. The house was still cement-colored.
There was no painting, just some simple decoration. After all, Yu Yang was all focused on training at that time and didn't even care about the house he just bought.
Sitting on a somewhat unfamiliar bed, Yu Yang felt that the month he spent in Stalingrad was longer than a century. Returning to the human world again felt like a world away, and Yu Yang felt a little uncomfortable.
He looked around confusedly and touched his pocket. There was no cigarette. He stood up and walked to the cabinet and took out a red gold. He lit it for himself with trembling hands. Even now, he still can't believe it.
Able to survive Stalingrad alive.
There were three boxes in the corner of the room. They looked familiar. Yu Yang had seen them before. The money he paid for the house was what he got from these boxes. Yu Yang just glanced at them and slowly got up and walked over. The three boxes
, a total of 1.5 million US dollars, Yu Yang immediately understood that the difficulty of the tasks was different, and the cash rewards after the tasks were also different.
Yu Yang's first mission was a one-star mission, and Yu Yang was given half a million U.S. dollars. This time, it was a three-star mission, and Yu Yang was given 1.5 million. One star is equivalent to half a million U.S. dollars. Compared with
The joy of getting a huge sum of three million for the first time, Yu Yang became a little calm, or confused, when faced with nearly ten million in cash this time. Ten million, he really didn't think of how to spend it?
The more than one million he left to his parents was enough to support them in their old age. He also bought his own house and was not short of things. However, this ten million was a burden to Yu Yang.
And sometimes more money is not always better. Yu Yang thinks that as long as the money is enough, three million has already attracted the attention of the police. Ten million should be considered a huge sum of money. The source of this huge amount of property is unknown. This
It is also a crime, although it is said that it only applies to civil servants. Yu Yang wonders if he will also be investigated for this.
Smoking, hiding money, reporting to his parents that he was safe, taking a bath, changing clothes, and cooking. These are the six things Yu Yang did after returning to reality from the killing field. In addition to hiding money, Yu Yang sat very still for the other five things.
carefulness.
Especially bathing. After not taking a bath for more than a month, Yu Yang felt that his body smelled bad. However, Yu Yang was used to it. It was only when he picked up the clothes he changed after taking a bath that he realized that he smelled bad.
How big.
The phone rang, Yu Yang picked it up and looked at the unfamiliar number in Suzhou. Yu Yang remembered an agreement he had made with Lao Fu. It seemed that Lao Fu had also completed his first task.
The two of them didn't communicate much. They only hung up the phone after confirming whether each other was safe. Lao Fu himself spoke very little and was not good at words, while Yu Yang had not calmed down yet and was unwilling to talk more.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Yang went to the restaurant and ordered a very sumptuous dinner for himself. He wolfed it down. The celery he used to hate was now a supreme delicacy in Yu Yang's eyes. While eating, Yu Yang shed tears, as if he
It’s been a long time since I’ve had hot food. Serious hot food, with oil, meat and vegetables.
The first day after returning was very peaceful during the day. However, when the lights started to turn on and Yu Yang walked out of the hotel, seeing the busy traffic and the endless flow of pedestrians on the street, Yu Yang felt that he was a little out of tune with this society.
When walking, he relied on the street as much as possible. Whenever a vehicle passed by and made a roar, Yu Yang habitually wanted to find a bunker to hide himself.
Yu Yang, who was walking on the road, was like a little animal that got lost in the mountains and strayed into human society. He was cautious. If someone looked at him, even if his eyes flashed past him, Yu Yang felt uncomfortable all over, like a thorn in his back.
.
His home was not very far from the hotel, and he only had to cross two short streets. When Yu Yang returned to his home, he was already soaked to the skin. Along the way, Yu Yang's nerves had been in a state of high tension.
Back home, Yu Yang slumped down on the sofa and wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he came back from Mogadishu for the first time, Yu Yang would feel various discomforts when walking on the street, but
It's just a little uncomfortable.
He doesn't like being watched or disturbed, but it's not as serious as it is now. At least Yu Yang can go to the gym to work out, but now he can't even adapt to walking on the street.
After pouring a glass of water, he sat on the sofa and smoked three cigarettes in a row. Yu Yang's mood slowly calmed down. He changed into pajamas and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to prepare for sleep. He had just walked on the street for a while.
Yu Yang felt very tired. If possible, Yu Yang didn't want to go out again. The streets were a bit scary.
"Yu Yang, you said you were coming to me, why didn't you come to me? Come to me quickly!"
"You damn Soviet, we will kill you!"
"Don't come over, don't come over..."
"You executioner, you killed my husband, please come back with your life!"
"..."
"Ah! Don't come here!..." Yu Yang yelled and sat up from the bed suddenly. He looked around and saw that he was still at home, but just now he saw Zhang Qianqiu appearing in front of him. His body was already rotting.
It was clear that his whole face was covered with corpse spots and his eyeballs were all dropped, but Yu Yang knew that this person was Zhang Qianqiu, the military fan who died in Stalingrad.
Not only Zhang Qianqiu, but also Germans. Yu Yang couldn't see the faces of these people clearly. They kept walking toward Yu Yang in a mist.
Yu Yang was surrounded by white mist, and he couldn't tell the difference between north, south, east, and west. It seemed that he was surrounded by Germans. Their voices were so close to Yu Yang's ears, but so far away that they seemed to be coming from underground, as if they were coming from the ground.
Yu Yang was dragged into hell.
There was also a German woman who looked familiar to Yu Yang, but Yu Yang was certain that he had never seen a German woman in Stalingrad. This woman chased Yu Yang with a kitchen knife and demanded his life, as if she had killed him.
husband.
These images just kept flashing through Yu Yang's mind, intertwined with each other, and kept recurring.
"It turned out to be a dream!" Yu Yang looked at the surrounding environment. He was still at home, still in his own bed. Everything just now was just his dream. He looked at the time and saw that less than an hour had passed.
, it was just half past nine.
After drinking a glass of water, Yu Yang took a deep breath and slowly lay on the bed again, preparing to continue sleeping.
Less than ten minutes after he closed his eyes, the scene just now appeared in Yu Yang's mind again, but this time, not only Germans appeared, but also black people. These black people spoke the same words as the Germans.
, wanting Yu Yang to pay for his life, wanting to take Yu Yang to hell, Yu Yang woke up from the nightmare again.
