The new driver opened the door, and Han Baiyi quickly got out of the car and walked into the underground Jinmen Military Special Hospital.
Since yesterday, infiltration incidents have continued to occur in several communities where the families of the Special Branch are located, and there have been six or seven large and small battles.
Even Han Baiyi himself defeated two first-stage half-demon around his community.
Since then, there have been no signs of semi-demon activity in Han Baiyi's neighborhood.
However, because this round of raids came so unexpectedly, and because there were several powerful second-stage half-demon leaders, the Jinmen Special Division's extraordinary team suffered an extremely serious blow.
At 4:20 this morning, the task force had already dispatched five second-stage extraordinary beings to station in Tianjin to assist in defense.
At the same time, a large number of high-end special medical equipment was also brought.
In order to ensure the safety of this batch of medical equipment, the Special Branch placed three members of the second phase task force in Han Baiyi's community. In exchange, Han Baiyi was allowed to guard this batch of medical supplies.
According to Zheng Zhi, outside half-demon organizations and international organizations have always coveted the country's cutting-edge technology, so a large part of the task force's manpower is used to protect scientists and spiritual technological achievements.
Once these scientific and technological achievements are to be applied to the outside world, someone will often see the opportunity and cause trouble.
In addition, the seriously injured extraordinary beings in the Special Branch needed this batch of medical supplies for treatment, so Han Baiyi was brought here not only to protect the supplies, but also to ensure the recovery of the extraordinary beings.
After walking through the gate and passing through a long underground passage, Han Baiyi finally entered the hospital after passing three or four identity checks.
What catches the eye is a bright and spacious hall. The two sides of the corridor have also changed from pitch black at the beginning to a vast sea of forests projected on the full screen. The changing light and shadow are not dazzling, but give people a refreshing feeling.
As soon as he entered the hall, Han Baiyi saw an acquaintance.
Liu Zhi had an unlit cigarette in his mouth and a mobile phone in his hand, flipping aimlessly about something.
Hearing footsteps, he raised his head.
"Here we come."
Han Baiyi nodded: "Captain Liu is here too."
"Yes, hospitalized, hand over tasks... By the way, take a look at Bai Juntang."
Liu Zhi looks very haggard now.
He has a pair of big black eye circles, his hair is greasy and messy, and his beard has not been shaved for who knows how many days, so it has a messy stubble.
Normally speaking, with the physique of an extraordinary person, even if he spends a month in the wild, he will not become haggard like this.
I don't know what he went through.
Han Baiyi paused: "Has Team Leader Bai come in too?"
"Well, she was severely burned and suffered an explosion from the front. That means her body bones are strong enough, otherwise she almost wouldn't be able to be saved."
"Shouldn't it be?" Han Baiyi was a little confused, "Isn't her ability a defensive type? Did she meet a second-stage half-demon?"
"No."
While Liu Zhi was talking, he was clumsily lighting a cigarette in the smoking area, and he looked like he was not very skilled at it.
"She met Shabi, a half-demon, who would rather blow himself up than drag her to death with him."
"Ahem - this kind of half-demon is really rare."
"Normally speaking, even if a half-demon dies on the way to escape, he is not willing to die with the enemy."
"As a result, ahem! She caught up with me."
It seemed that he was choking. Liu Zhi coughed several times and his face turned red.
"Is your body okay?"
Han Baiyi thought he was reasonable and took the opportunity to ask, but in fact he didn't care much.
As for Bai Juntang's serious injury, Han Baiyi was even less concerned.
He and Yang Xiaoyu were originally tricked by these two, so their first impression was not very good.
What's more, you choose your own path. In such a dangerous position, you are always working hard with high salary and benefits. It is normal to encounter danger.
Of course, the reason for this idea is probably because Team Leader Bai is classified as someone else in Han Baiyi's friend list.
"It's okay." Liu Zhi was unwilling to say more about his body and began to hand over the task, "You are here mainly as a deterrent. There are many channels for obtaining information from the half-demon, and the news about your coming here cannot be hidden from them.
"
"Half demons cherish their lives. If they see you, they will definitely not come."
"What about you?"
"I?"
Liu Zhi smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly,
"I went to test the demonization level yesterday - 14.98%."
"We are about to enter transformation."
Liu Zhi raised his head and glanced at him.
"You come here not only to protect them, but also to watch me."
Han Baiyi looked at him and stood next to him, leaning against the wall.
Nothing was said.
Liu Zhi just smoked quietly.
Han Baiyi had never smoked before, so naturally he didn't know the brand. Just looking at the smooth silver iron box, it looked very expensive.
And I can't understand the letters either.
"This cigarette is called Winston, a cigarette from the Northern Federation. Even though it looks pretty scary, it actually costs just over ten yuan - it was a gift from my former friend."
Han Baiyi raised his eyelids slightly, while Liu Zhi continued to smoke cigarettes.
"You'd better stay away from me now." Liu Zhi held a cigarette in his mouth, his voice a little weak and vague, "Because I use my abilities too frequently and face the first level, my abilities have basically been out of control recently.
Already."
"The thoughts and thoughts of the people around me are as transparent to me."
"Oh." Han Baiyi didn't care, "Then what did you see?"
"You hate me very much." Liu Zhi puffed away at the cigarette, spitting most of it out and not reaching his lungs at all, "...and Bai Juntang."
"Yeah, you're right."
Han Baiyi recognized it without any intention of refuting.
He considers himself to be an otaku with low emotional intelligence and weak communication skills. He doesn't hold back his likes and dislikes. He can only put on a show to make everyone look good.
So even if it is revealed in person, it will not be embarrassing.
"Haha, you are quite honest."
Liu Zhi chuckled twice, sat on the ground and looked at the high-definition forest in the corridor in the distance, breathing faintly.
He suddenly asked Han Baiyi:
"You said, sacrifice is such a thing..."
"Does he make sense?"
Han Baiyi was stunned.
Even he knew the principle of talking superficially but never talking deeply. Why would Liu Zhi ask him such a thing?
Liu Zhi did not wait for Han Baiyi's answer, and muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself:
"It is always the few who sacrifice."
“Who wants to be in the minority?”
"The part that is to be sacrificed and overpowered? Normally, no one would be willing to do it, right?"
Han Baiyi opened his mouth, but found that Liu Zhi actually didn't listen at all. He just murmured in a low voice, as if he was struggling or stubbornly holding on to something.
Demons are absolutely rational.
But people are not.
Liu Zhi inhaled the cigarette deeply, biting the butt of the cigarette with his teeth, and exhaled a long breath, and asked Han Baiyi again.
"Do you know how many people died in the Battle of Stalingrad?"
Before Han Baiyi could answer, he continued to ask and answer questions, as if he was teasing you.
"At least a million."
"Battle of Leningrad, do you know how many people died?"
"For nine hundred days, more than two million soldiers and civilians died."
"In addition, there are the Battle of Rzhev Bulge, Battle of Kursk, Kiev, Berlin..."
"They are the backbone of a country."
“In World War II alone, a total of 26.8 million soldiers and civilians died in Mao’s war.”
"They are a minority."
"But they won."
"With the lives of a few people, the Maoist League was able to achieve the glory of this desperate situation."
Liu Zhi kept talking, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and his tone of voice increased a few degrees unconsciously.
It's like telling a dream.
Han Baiyi stood aside and watched silently.
Liu Zhi's excited look was in sharp contrast with his haggard physical condition.
Obviously, under the dual pressure of demon transformation and spiritual expansion, his mental state was on the verge of collapse, and it was naturally not surprising that he was talking nonsense and incomprehensible things.
Han Baiyi didn't know what kind of decision Liu Zhi was facing now.
He just looked at him.
"call--"
Liu Zhi took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled it.
I don’t know how much more skilled I am in my movements than last time.
His tone became calmer again, probably out of frustration.
"However, if you think about it, you will know. A dead person is a dead person. Who wants to die?"
"It's better to die for others."
"Isn't this kind of person just a Shabi!"
He sat quietly in the corner, seeming to blend into the warm white light.
Only the half of the cigarette butt in his mouth glowed orange-red, and his voice was hoarse.
When he regained his composure, he turned his head and confessed to Han Baiyi as if he had just reacted:
"Sorry, I studied at Stalin's... which is now the Volgograd State University for a period of time, and I get a little carried away when I think of these things."
As he spoke, he stroked the silver iron cigarette case.
"This is a gift from an old classmate of mine. I haven't smoked for a long time. Once I smoke, I can't stop talking."
Han Baiyi lowered his head and glanced.
There were only two cigarettes missing from a box of twenty cigarettes.
"It's okay. Anyway, I have nothing to do now. It would be good to hear some popular science from you."
"Haha, really?"
Liu Zhi seemed to have figured it out, and instead of looking as sad as before, he smiled cheerfully.
"It's boring. I remember when we first met, I seemed to have preached to you like this."
"Actually, I feel quite bored myself. I just want to say a few words at the end."
"Okay."
Liu Zhi patted his pants and stood up, extinguished the sparks, stuffed the remaining cigarette butt into his pocket, turned around and pointed to the depths of the corridor,
"I'm going back first. My ward is at 0910. If anything happens to you, just go and find me there."
"Oh, by the way." Liu Zhi suddenly remembered something, smiled and stuffed the cigarette into Han Baiyi's hand, "This box of cigarettes should be regarded as an apology for tricking you into joining the gang and going to Liangshan."
Han Baiyi didn't pay attention to his joke and asked:
"You don't smoke anymore?"
"Quit it, it was the last one just now."
"Well, thank you."
Han Baiyi put away his cigarette case, his mood not ups and downs.
After the brief conversation, Liu Zhi turned and returned to the ward.