It was already an hour later when the rest of the soldiers from Guangling found them.
It's not that the marching efficiency of these soldiers is low, but because compared with VIPs, these soldiers are unable to fight against the reiatsu of the special environment. The closer they get to the unknown area of TD, the people in the search and rescue team move slower and slower.
Nearly half of the soldiers suffered from allergic stress during the journey, and Vita Brand would break out if they went further. According to the description of the accompanying surveyor, many comrades were accompanied by the railway traffic when approaching the four kilometers surrounding Howling Ridge.
Intense discomfort.
They have vomiting, dizziness, auditory hallucinations, itchy skin, feel extremely cold or hot, take off their armor voluntarily, cannot control their emotions, and experience feelings of ecstasy, excitement or extreme sadness in a short period of time.
Every time he comes to the area around TD, the group leader Igarashi Rongxi has to experience the spiritual pressure of his hometown.
The King Hunter is his elder, and Aunt Chinatsu has been a very great passenger when he was very young.
Igarashi's family comes from Shinto City, which is very important to Rongxi——
——Because people can not know where they are going, but they can bravely take steps forward.
——But you can’t help but know where you come from. Because history is materialistic and exists objectively. It is the warm blood flowing in everyone’s body, and it is the immortal mark imprinted on everyone’s body.
The leader of the attack group personally picked up the unknown heroes and did not speak a word along the way. This was the rule of the attack team.
After completing the initial exploration, senior senior passengers are more or less mentally exhausted. Unless they take the initiative to speak, no one is allowed to actively ask them about matters related to the unknown land.
Just like our usual mental activities, we occasionally experience the darkest moments of overwork. We don’t even have the strength to speak. When we hear a slightly louder voice, our eyes will swell and our heart and lungs will tingle.
For VIPs, they are wandering on the edge of life and death again and again, fighting against unknown underground cities, and fighting against disaster beasts or Vita brands. At the end of the journey, the physical injuries may be cured with a panacea. If there is no [Guangling
[San·Guangling Stop] It takes a long time to heal the depressed spirit with magical props like Xiao Long Bao.
The train at the frontline base can travel another 1,700 meters to the TD section - this is the news brought back by Xueming, Meteor, and Luo Ping'an.
For the soldiers who stopped in Guangling, there was only a safe range of 1,700 meters.
"It doesn't sound like it makes any sense." Correspondent Marco was a little depressed after hearing the news. The young soldier had higher expectations for his idol, and the crying general in his mind should be more powerful.
Igarashi Rongxi is still doing command and dispatch work on the platform. The frontline strongholds must be pushed out along with this 1,700 meters, otherwise they will not be called "frontlines". Next, they must host geological exploration, water conservancy, transportation, mineral research institutes and radioactive
Element-related staff need to set up temporary workstations and renovate network base stations and water and electricity wiring within a kilometer.
Hearing Marco say this——
——Rong Xi was a little angry, but the regiment leader did not get angry immediately. He finished all the work at hand, sent the three unknown soldiers to the return train, took the physical examination reports of the three VIPs from the train window, and talked with
The medical staff once again confirmed that there was no sign of a spiritual disaster spilling over and tidied up all the miscellaneous matters.
Captain Rongxi returned to the communications conference room and called everyone else out, except Marco.
"Communicator Marco!"
When Brother Marco heard the leader's serious voice, he immediately stood up and replied: "Here we are!"
Rong Xi's face was expressionless, her tone was serious, her eyes were gentle, she didn't say anything more, she waited quietly——
——In the dark cave cavity, there is no natural light source, and the frontline stronghold seems to be the only light.
The electric light illuminated the terrain map behind Rong Xi, as well as the regimental emblem belonging to the Frost Moon Knights on the wall.
Until Marco's nervousness faded away with time, he finally relaxed. He didn't know what the leader was going to ask or say, but he was ready.
Rong Xi asked in English: "I just heard that you were secretly talking about Anonymous."
Marco: "No!"
Rong Xi: "So did I hear it wrong? Is it because of the auditory hallucinations due to the spiritual pressure environment?"
Marco: "No"
Rong Xi: "We don't understand the language? You and I are not of the same race and come from different countries. Marco, do you know Japanese?"
Marco: "A little bit"
Rong Xi poured a full pot of black coffee for the correspondent and said in Japanese: "I hate English, kid."
He handed the kettle to the boy's hand and asked him to hug him tightly. He patted the back of Marco's hand solemnly.
"One root word and one sentence pattern can have so many meanings. It's so troublesome."
Marco replied in Japanese: "Sir, this is very convenient."
Rong Xi shook his head, looking depressed with lowered eyebrows and eyes.
"It's inconvenient, and it's also very troublesome. Just like when I asked you if you were secretly talking about Anonymous - you said no."
"So I asked if I was hearing hallucinations."
"But you said 'no' - if I didn't have any auditory hallucinations and you didn't talk about Anonymous, then why were your words inconsistent and ambiguous?"
Marco finally confessed in front of the group leader, because the group leader used a series of honorifics, his attitude was respectful and weird.
"I just feel like"
"It doesn't seem right. Something is wrong."
"It's subtle, it's just subtle."
Rong Xi immediately lowered his face and said, "Oh, that's a very subtle meaning."
Marco smiled awkwardly: "It's just very subtle."
Rong Xi waved her hand: "Then please speak directly. If there is something wrong, maybe I can give you the answer."
Marco immediately became nervous: "Can this matter be put on the table? Will it not affect morale?"
Rong Xi's words are concise and concise: "Morale that can be shaken by a few words is not morale, but superstition."
Marco spoke out his inner thoughts.
"Captain, I thought the result would be better."
"The people of Anonymous are invincible when conquering the Mad Butterfly. They can bring news of victory and are experts in dealing with tough opponents, but this time"
Marco's voice became quieter and quieter, until finally it was almost inaudible.
"I can't even get back a city this time. To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."
"I'm almost the same as the crying general."
Captain Rongxi interrupted: "The voice is too low. I can't hear clearly."
Marco immediately spoke louder and seemed to become bolder.
"I am about the same age as General Crying! He is my idol! Although this is the first time we have met, I have fantasized about fighting alongside him countless times."
"So I think it shouldn't be like this, at least it shouldn't be 1,700 meters."
"The wasteland we brought back only contained stones. What's the point of going 1,700 meters further?"
"So I."
Rong Xi interrupted: "Is that what you want to say?"
Marco nodded, not daring to speak.
Rong Xi: “Why do you look so guilty of being a thief?”
"Because. Because I feel like I shouldn't say these words." Marco Laifu explained: "But I don't know how to deal with the emotions in my head, and they won't disappear out of thin air. It's better to speak out."
After explaining, Marco quickly asked.
"Captain, what do you think? Are we going to stay here for a long, long time?"
"I admire Anonymous people very much, especially General Crying. He and I are the same age. Every time I think about this, an inexplicable power will emerge from the bottom of my heart - since what he can do, I
It should be possible."
"But this time, it seems to be different from what I expected."
"It turns out they are not as powerful as I thought. They are not superheroes."
"I'm done. Leader"
"So, leader, what do you think of this matter?"
Igarashi Rongxi hugged each other with his arms, his face turned red to the naked eye, and his sharp and strong facial features were also squeezed together.
"How do you think about it? Do you think this 1,700 meters is something not worth mentioning? How do I think about it? From a business perspective or a personal grudge perspective? Which one do you want to listen to?"
Marco Rifle said: "Let's talk personal matters first"
"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Igarashi Rongxi directly cursed in Chinese, because Chinese is really convenient to curse people: "What a stinky idiot. How long have you been in the attack group and you still behave like this! I don't like it.
If you stay here, you can go to the Nine Realms and ask BOSS to perform a craniotomy on you to see how many kilograms of feces are filled in your Tianling Gai. Did your mother not consider garbage classification, environmental protection and energy conservation when she gave birth to you?
Otherwise, how could a waste like you be born? When they applauded for love, did they choose difficult gymnastics moves like the Thomas Full Spin? Otherwise, how could they shake the brain of your fertilized egg?"
"Stop scolding the leader!" Marco begged repeatedly: "Stop scolding, it's too cruel."
"You eat beef and drink coffee in the frontline stronghold to maintain the best fighting condition." Igarashi Rongxi pointed to the door, his eyes almost popped out of his eyes: "VIPs go to Shinto City to eat canned dry food and fight with the enemy for their lives.
——”
"——They finally came back alive, but you bastard is still saying this like a girl."
"Oh!~Captain!~"
Rong Xi pinched his throat and winked.
"I'm really disappointed. We only went 1,700 meters this time. General Crying and I are the same age, and he is my idol!~How could he let me down!~I'm hurt!~"
Marco felt so ashamed that his toes were digging into the mud on the floor.
Rong Xi gently patted Marco’s face——
"——You make me feel ashamed, Correspondent. I am very disappointed in myself. You are obviously the soldier I brought out, but you are so weak and naive. This is a private matter I want to talk to you. Do you want to hear about official matters?
"
Marco pursed his lips and nodded.
Rong Xi: "Have you read the information obtained by the Anonymous this time, the diary brought back, and the video and audio materials?"
Marco: "There are some materials classified as confidential documents classified as beta level or above. I can only understand a general outline, but I know the ins and outs of the matter."
Rong Xi: "This is how Fenfeng died."
Marco didn't quite understand what the group leader meant.
"What's the meaning?"
Rong Xi patiently explained word for word——
"I said that the Foehn Chapter and their leader died because of your inner weakness."
"BOSS repeatedly told us two things."
"One thing is a pity - there is no God."
"One thing is terrible - there is a devil in the world."
"Just now, you were controlled by the devil. It weaved beautiful illusions to deceive you, making you think that everything can be solved by Anonymous, so Anonymous became like a devil - devils are very charming
of."
"But when the illusion is shattered, you attack your comrades and blame the VIPs who spent their lives to find your way. How ridiculous is this."
"There are many horror stories like this in modern society. Children want to blame the parents who have been the best to them in life, but they can open their hearts to strangers. Parents do not listen to their children and want to hand over all their property to health care products and pharmaceutical companies.
——I’m afraid they are all deceived by the devil.”
"So I said, Foehn Feng probably died in this way."
Rong Xi spoke earnestly, holding Marco's chin with his rough palm and holding the boy's face tightly.
"Your body can be weak, but your mind cannot slip."
"This is the most important thing to you, Marco—"
"——BOSS is right, this is our most important thing."
"Shinto Castle can create Homo sapiens, but it cannot create minds and souls."
"Just because your mind is invulnerable and your soul is indestructible, you must never forget it, even if you can't see it or feel it."
"It has been shaping you. If it becomes hateful, you will become hateful. If it becomes fearless and brave, you will be fearless and brave."
The return train was heading towards the Nine Realms. Xueming and Meteor were lying on both sides of the carriage, one on the left and the other on the right. When they turned over, they could see the scenery outside the window.
The closer we get to Jiujie Station, there are more and more lights in the fields on both sides of the railway.
At first it was just scattered camps, but later it turned into a small settlement of several hundred people.
Ah Xing didn't understand, so he asked Brother Ming.
"It didn't seem so lively when I set out. Where did all these travelers come from?"
Jiang Xueming replied: "Some of them are scavengers, and the other part are mine bosses who come to fish for gold with the scavengers."
Axing: "Why didn't they come before?"
Jiang Xueming: "Unknown land is a dangerous place for ordinary people. It was BOSS who received our news and turned it into news. Only then did people from other sites take the initiative to go to this desolate old site to look for wealth.
.”
Bu Liuxing: "That's great."
Jiang Xueming: "How was the harvest from this trip?"
Bu Liuxing: "I felt great after fighting, but my mind was in a daze, like going around a haunted house in an amusement park. I didn't understand anything clearly, so I was sent out by the staff."
Jiang Xueming: "I feel the same way."
Bu Liuxing: "Brother Ming, can we penetrate Shinto City?"
Jiang Xueming: "This is 378,000 square kilometers. Brother Ping'an said - Shinto City has more than 300 cities, counties and towns. This place cannot be explored in a few months or a few years. At least not now.
"
Bu Liuxing: "Emotions are still a permanent thing, BOSS will be very happy, right?"
Jiang Xueming: "Very happy?"
Bu Liuxing: "Yes, there are new passengers coming. They want to emerge from their cocoons and become butterflies. Maybe Shinto City is a good choice."
Jiang Xueming pondered this sentence carefully——
——The Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult is now about to become a protected animal. It is really not a simple matter to let the travelers in the emerging stage obtain soul power. It is different from other unknown lands in the primitive wilderness, such as Shinto
A city that is highly civilized, has an industrial foundation of modern civilization, and has sufficient electrolyte energy as a supply, it is indeed a great training room for BOSS.
Calculating the psychic population based on the attributes of pyroxene, the red stone people in the underground world are the largest. These cheerful, brave and enthusiastic iron fools will definitely gain something if they go to Shinto City, even if they are naughty children who enter the cyber theme amusement park.
reward.
"Sometimes I can't keep up with your thinking." Jiang Xueming pursed his lips and smiled: "What a genius idea."
"Of course! I am a genius!" Bu Liuxing put his head in his hands and looked out the window, and asked: "Brother Ming, I saw the armed train stopped in Guangling heading towards the front line. Isn't it enough to have Shuangyue's regiment alone?"
Jiang Xueming: "The engineers and soldiers can do some infrastructure construction, but for geological and transportation work, we have to hire other helpers."
Bu Liuxing: "They will stay on the front line for a long time, right?"
Land-related projects can take as short as a few years or as long as ten years. For example, the construction work of the subway may last for decades. There are many railway people who work on the same line for their entire lives.
Jiang Xueming: "Yes."
Bu Liuxing: "I really admire them. They can stick to one place for so many years. They are very powerful heroes."
"It's all the same." Jiang Xueming replied matter-of-factly: "In their eyes, we travelers who go to unknown lands, VIPs who wander around in the underground world - we are all considered bold and audacious guys."
"Hahahahahahahaha" Meteor laughed happily, this laughter could dispel all the gloom.
After a while, Meteor asked another question.
"Brother Ming, the BOSS seems to have asked you many, many times. It wants to hold a blood donation ceremony for you, wants you to become stronger, and wants you to live longer - why did you refuse?"
When Xiaomao first talked about this matter with Jiang Xueming, she wanted Xueming to work part-time as a green gold guard to achieve the purpose of extending life. In the eyes of Aohun Mingde, the shelf life of Jiang Xueming's card was too short.
Need a little help.
But Xueming didn’t agree——
——The reason is very simple. If he can live two hundred or three hundred years, what about his wife and children? Where are his wife’s friends and children’s friends?
These families will become new crazy butterflies. The white stone should be white, and the corundum should be transparent without any impurities.
But the little kitten didn't give up. It used various sneak attacks and tried hard to renew Jiang Xueming's membership just like NetEase Cloud Music's membership. I won't mention this part, it's another story.
"If I continue to live, how will you let my children live?"
Bu Liuxing said in horror.
"That's right! If little brother Zhengyang lives in the shadow of your father all his life, I think there will definitely be something wrong with this kid's thinking!"
Jiang Xueming: "Is there something wrong with you arranging a story in front of me as a father?"
Bu Liuxing discussed: "Then next time I arrange something behind your back? Be more restrained?"
"It's better not to do it." Jiang Xueming laughed loudly, "Please spare me."
Bu Liuxing burst out laughing, and the bruises left by the strain on his right arm began to sting.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Xueming laughed along with him, feeling that the leisure time on the train was so wonderful.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Bu Liuxing smiled, then slowly became depressed again.
So Jiang Xueming asked: "Let me guess, you should be thinking of Hot Wind."
"Yes" Bu Liuxing is not surprised. Brother Ming has always understood him. Apart from Teacher Sansan, Brother Ming is almost the person who understands him best: "Maybe I was fascinated by a ghost——"
"——I wonder if Refeng and his friends were so happy a long time ago."
"They can fight and bleed, lie injured in a train and talk nonsense about their wives and children."
"There is no complicated life, no unclear philosophy."
"I obviously don't know them, and I obviously didn't really live in that era. It's like these ghosts are possessing me and taking me back to the past."
Jiang Xueming stretched out his hand: "Hold my hand, brother. Don't think so much, we still have a lot of time to be ourselves."
"Yes! There is also FE204863! This guy is much more interesting than you! I will tell you about this later!" Meteor stretched out his hand to hold Brother Ming's.
At this time, Xueming took the initiative to retract his arm and withdrew the witness of friendship——
——Because the belated 3301 arrived just in time with a fruit plate, just like an old joke that you will never get tired of after playing it ten thousand times.
The half-wolf girl pointed, tilted her mouth to one side and smiled strangely, but she cursed.
"A married man! A married man! Tsk tsk tsk! tsk tsk tsk!"
But the next second, she was struck by a joke and became stupid.
Because Meteor raised his arms, clenched his fists and said to his lover.