"Do you know him?" Hearing the name Simon Haye, Yu Zhiqian suddenly raised his eyebrows, and what he wanted came to him.
"Well, I've seen him a few times before. He's moving around here. No one knows where he is. You know, our snipers are now scattered throughout the Finnish snowfields. Maybe he can come over to rest tonight. Maybe he He went somewhere else, do you have anything to do with him?"
Yu Zhiqian smiled: "He is a good friend of mine. I have something to give him. If you see him, talk to him and tell me that I am looking for him!"
"Okay!" Witrod nodded and took out a can: "You can eat this first, and we will go have barbecue together in the evening. We just made some food yesterday and there is still some left!"
"no problem!"
This is the first time Yu Zhiqian has lived in a house since he came to this mission world. It feels like there is no ventilation everywhere. It is not bad. Yu Zhiqian puts down his backpack, holds his weapon, finds a corner, and lies down. Come down.
Yu Zhiqian has always been worried that someone cares about his weapons, but it is obvious that Yu Zhiqian is overly concerned. Everyone is concerned about whether he can survive and whether he can see the sun tomorrow. No one pays attention to a weapon that he has never seen before.
Only people who are full of food will pay attention to some strange things around them and some nonsense things. Most people will not do it until there is no food crisis, so I have to thank Mr. Yuan.
Yu Zhiqian slept very comfortably. He had a wonderful dream. He dreamed of a little girl selling nuclear bombs. She was selling nuclear bombs in a cold and windy town, but no one bought them. The lonely little girl was hungry and cold, and finally took the He fired out a nuclear bomb and slowly ignited it. A second after igniting the nuclear bomb, the little girl turned her head and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "Uncle, do you want a nuclear bomb?"
"boom!"
World peace, Yu Zhiqian also woke up from this strange nightmare. He looked up at the ceiling and touched his head. Fortunately, fortunately it was just a dream, a strange and terrifying dream. There was a little girl selling nuclear bombs.
After night fell in the camp, the noise began to get louder. The house had been treated with light, and no trace of light could be seen from the outside. A fire had been lit in the house, and a group of Finnish soldiers who had been lying in wait outside for a day gathered around the fire. Warm yourself by the fire and chat.
Yu Zhiqian's house is no exception, but there are relatively few people here, most of them are officers. They gathered together and talked about something. When they saw Yu Zhiqian waking up, they immediately waved: "Hey, man, you woke up just in time. I want you to Want to come over for a drink?" After saying that, he threw a small wine glass to Yu Zhiqian.
"No problem!" Yu Zhiqian smiled and took the wine glass and walked to the fire. There were two unlucky rabbits roasting on it. I wonder why these people like to eat rabbits when rabbits are so cute.
"I killed a Soviet major today. It's a pity that there were too many people around him. Otherwise, I could have gotten a few majors' epaulettes and exchanged them for some money!" A lieutenant sniper was a little unhappy. said.
Yu Zhiqian looked at this guy. There was a scar on his face and thick calluses on his hands, but they were not the kind of calluses from playing with guns. They looked more like the marks of a hunter. Yu Zhiqian took a look at his clothes. Except for There was a recognizable military uniform, and the leggings on the shoes were obviously hunter style.
Part of the reason why the Finns were able to achieve such great results during the Winter War was because their folk customs were also very tough. The environment of the Finns was harsh, and many people had to fight against the weather to survive, so these rough guys Nothing else is good, fighting is their strength, and they are no worse than Lao Maozi in this regard.
"Man, how many have you killed?"
"I killed seven, but unfortunately, there was only one second lieutenant. Now the Soviets have begun to learn to disguise themselves. You can't tell who is the real officer!"
"Yes, cunning Soviets!" A Finn who looked a little haggard took a sip of wine, whispered, and then scratched his head: "Damn war!"
"Little Nick, what's wrong with you?"
The Finnish soldier named Little Nick took another sip of wine: "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just always dream about myself killing people, killing people crazily. I hate war, damn it!" After saying that, he punched his fist hard. Hammered to the ground.
The room suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding air also became quiet. Everyone was drinking in silence. In fact, everyone felt uncomfortable. Most of the people here used to be ordinary people, but now they They all became executioners.
Yu Zhiqian also sighed and shook his head. He seemed to have become an executioner. When did he start? It seemed like his first mission? In the factory, was he killing those pirates?
How many pirates did he kill? Yu Zhiqian couldn't remember, but Yu Zhiqian didn't seem to have any psychological burden. But this time, when Yu Zhiqian killed the enemy, he felt a little pressure in his heart. Every time he pointed his gun at a Soviet, Everyone will have that feeling, but this pressure started to accumulate little by little, but Yu Zhiqian didn't know how to release this pressure.
"Huhu, why are you thinking so much? Drink and continue killing me when you wake up!"
A Finn raised his glass again. Yu Zhiqian drank a glass of wine silently, then stood up and walked out of the house. Looking at the white outside, he couldn't help but feel confused. Where did he come from? Where did he go? ?
Yu Zhiqian squatted on the ground, took out a cigarette, looked around, and finally returned to the house and lit the cigarette. Although he was confused, he did not dare to joke with his own life. The nicotine burning in the cigarette stimulated Yu Zhiqian's brain, making him He kept waking up, and finally took two puffs and snuffed them out, and put them in his pocket: "Why do you care so much? Being alive is the most important thing!"
Yu Zhiqian has always been a salty fish. Even after he got the system, he was still a salty fish without many dreams. But looking at the strange faces, are they his comrades? During Operation Red Sea, Yu Zhiqian never had this feeling. That was the responsibility given to me by a military uniform, but what about now? Wearing a Finnish military uniform, identifying as a Soviet, and going to kill a stranger, Simon Haye.
"Damn the system, damn it, why don't you give me money!" After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he was still thinking about small money. It was a waste of life to waste so long without making any money.
