"It looks like it's all real!" Yu Yang froze on the spot for a moment. Deep in his heart, Yu Yang didn't want to believe that everything that just happened to him was real. It was best that it was a dream.
"Do I still want to go to the battlefield?" Yu Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His curiosity, excitement, and passion about the war in Somalia finally turned into boredom. If he had a choice, Yu Yang was unwilling to enter the battlefield again.
A life of licking blood from the edge of a knife is not what Yu Yang wants. What Yu Yang wants is to be happy and healthy, have his own house in Donghai City, bring his parents from the countryside, and find an ordinary girlfriend.
, live this life.
His mind was very messy, very messy, without any clue. Yu Yang stared at the watch in his hand, watching the time passing by little by little. After 720 hours, he would re-enter an unknown battlefield. He didn't know what the next time would be.
, whether I am as lucky as this time and can survive by chance.
About an hour later, Yu Yang slowly woke up. He smiled helplessly and looked at his computer. The game interface of Call of Duty 17 was still flashing. Looking at the culprit of all this, Yu Yang thought
I wanted to delete it directly, but the moment I pressed the delete key, I sighed and restarted the computer directly, and the whole room fell into darkness.
Walking to the living room, Yu Yang turned on the light and prepared to go to the kitchen to make some food to fill his stomach. Since something unchangeable had happened, he could only accept it silently.
Life is like being raped. If you can't resist, then you have to enjoy it. Now Yu Yang doesn't know how to get out of this so-called killing space, and he doesn't know how to resist. He can only accept the fact that there are still four missions and shake himself.
There are four more fists left. After completing four missions, you can escape from this killing place!
The house Yu Yang lives in is a single apartment with one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. The room is not big, about fifty square meters. It is suitable for Yu Yang to live alone. If it is larger, it will seem a bit empty, and if it is smaller, it will be a bit crowded.
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Walking into the living room, Yu Yang was attracted by a black suitcase. Everything in the room was clear to Yu Yang. He did not have this black suitcase. Ever since he was a child, Yu Yang didn't like the color black.
, so generally the things he buys will not be black, and Yu Yang will not wear black clothes except when necessary.
When Yu Yang saw the pattern on the black box clearly, Yu Yang froze on the spot. The white tower he just saw was painted lifelike on the top of the box.
"Is this something from Killing Floor?" Yu Yang walked to the black box and opened it gently. There were stacks of hundred-dollar bills neatly placed in the huge suitcase.
Yu Yang had never seen so much money. The total amount of his retirement fund after eight years as a soldier was 130,000 yuan. What was placed in front of him now was at least several million. Yu Yang had not yet had time to count the exact amount.
"Every time a mission is completed, depending on the difficulty of the mission, the host will receive a cash reward of at least 500,000 US dollars!" The system's synthesized voice once again appeared in Yu Yang's mind, although he had become somewhat accustomed to this kind of elusiveness.
It was a synthetic sound, but Yu Yang was still startled by its sudden appearance and took two steps back unconsciously.
"Fifty thousand US dollars, the exchange rate is like one to six, which is more than three million yuan when converted into RMB!" Yu Yang did a simple calculation in his mind and got the result immediately.
The house price in Donghai City is about seven to eight thousand yuan per square meter, which is less than ten thousand yuan. The huge sum of three million yuan is enough for Yu Yang to buy a larger house and bring all his parents in. Thinking of this, Yu Yang
Suddenly there was some excitement in my heart, and the flame that had just been extinguished started to burn again.
After serving as a soldier for eight years and returning from the army, Yu Yang was somewhat out of touch with society. If his old boss hadn't recruited him into the company, he might now be working as a security guard in a certain company, struggling to survive.
For Yu Yang, buying a house was just an unattainable dream before. Now this dream can be realized soon. In his heart, he is no longer too repelled by the killing field. At least there, he can get a lot of money.
, you can give your parents a prosperous life.
"Tomorrow, I will buy an apartment first, decorate it, and bring my parents over!" Yu Yang made a rough plan in his mind and walked into the kitchen with a happy mood. The anxiety and uneasiness just now have disappeared.
There was even some vague expectation.
There are still four missions, each of which is at least 3 million yuan. If he can successfully complete the four missions and retire, he will have an income of at least 12 million yuan. 12 million yuan, in Yu Yang's opinion, is already
It is an astronomical amount of money. I can use this money to support my parents until they die, and to continue the family lineage. This is the most basic social responsibility of human beings.
After eating two portions of dumplings, Yu Yang consumed them all in less than five minutes. He was really hungry. After more than six hours of high-intensity fighting, Yu Yang simply ate a little bit.
Apart from food, I didn’t supplement any energy. Well, there was still half an uneaten chicken leg.
Having been in a high-intensity and stressful environment before, plus he was seriously injured and taking analgesics, Yu Yang's hunger was suppressed by the pain and he did not feel hungry.
At the last moment in Mogadishu, Yu Yang always wanted to eat chocolate. It was also because at the last moment, Yu Yang wanted to be a starving ghost in his mind. In the traditional thinking of the Chinese people, a starving ghost is
Cannot be reincarnated.
After eating, Yu Yang pulled more than three million in cash into his bedroom. The three million in cash was a bit heavy. Yu Yang originally wanted to lift it up and stuff it above the closet or behind the sofa, but felt a little uneasy.
It was the first time that he had so much money, and he had earned it with his own life. Yu Yang considered it very important, so he felt a little uneasy if he kept it in the living room. Only when he put it next to the bed could Yu Yang feel at ease.
"If tomorrow comes, I'll quit my job first!" Yu Yang lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and began to think about what to do in the future. First of all, he had to deal with his work problems, and he would have to participate in a mission in a month.
Yu Yang had no idea how long the next mission would take. This time it took nearly seven hours to go to Somalia, and seven hours passed on his own side. In other words, the time during the mission was synchronized with the time on earth.
There is no difference. If you don't go to work for a year or a month during the mission, your old boss will definitely look for you. If you call the police, it will be difficult for you to explain when you come back.
In addition, he also needs to appease his parents. He regularly calls his parents once a week, so Yu Yang needs a reason as to how to calm himself down if he is on task for too long.
My parents are not worried. There is still a chance. If unfortunately I have an accident during the mission, I can't let my parents be too sad!
But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that tomorrow, Yu Yang will buy a house first!
