In the office, Tina looked curiously at Yang Song and the strange old man on the computer screen, and said, "Is this Zhang Fusheng's idea?"
"To be precise, it's the idea above." Chen Mo held a stack of information in his hand, pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Tina.
Glancing at the content on the paper, Tina was shocked and said: "Is that what they think?"
"Yes, from Yang Song's first death after entering the dreamland to now, there have been a total of 29 innocent victims, of which thirteen are Asians, and seven of them belong to China, including Gao Gao
At the same time, there was another person who was the nephew of the commander of the Northern Military Region. The deaths of the two key figures made everyone worried, because it was impossible to determine which person Yang Song would take away when he died in the dream. This kind of completely random
The death of sex scares all the top government officials. They don’t want to die suddenly in front of others. Since they don’t want to die, they must try their best to ensure that Yang Song will never die. Only in this way can they sleep peacefully." Chen Mo said calmly.
"Shouldn't this kind of worry be necessary?" Tina was a little funny. In fact, this kind of training that must be done does not need to be on-line. It has to be done whether you want it or not.
Chen Mo glanced at Tina and said: "If the unlucky ones are all foreigners, I will definitely pass this training. The more Yang Song dies, the better. There is no definite loss to us, at least in terms of profits, as mentioned above
Like other people, they lack nothing now and are not afraid of anything. They are only afraid of one word, death."
"I think it's normal." Tina said.
Chen Mo nodded and said: "This is a very normal thinking. No matter what, ensuring Yang Song's safety is indeed the first priority."
"Is that why you asked Mr. Chen to come over?" Tina said.
Chen Mo shook his head and said: "No, it is not Mr. Chen who teaches Yang Song. He is just the leader. The person who really teaches him is waiting on the side."
"By the way, I heard something happened to Long Er?" Chen Mo changed the subject.
Hearing what happened to Long Er, Tina suddenly looked worried and said: "This is also the reason why I came to you. Just now, his subordinates sent a message saying that he was working with the Landka family.
He was taken away by members of the Landkar family during the meeting, and he also handed over his contact device. Now, except for knowing where he is through the positioning device on his body, we don't know any information. Can you help?
I'll contact those people and help us check."
Chen Mo laughed and said: "I didn't expect that this puppet would have such a day. Why am I so happy? I heard that the Landka family used to be a gangster, especially the dying parent, who was at the level of a godfather.
figure."
Of course, Tina heard the implication of Chen Mo's words and said angrily: "Chen Mo! Let me tell you, Long Er is now your deputy and he is doing things for you. When he goes to the United States this time, he also wants to get some sets back from New York.
Kolya Instruments! How could you think that?"
"Bah, I wish he would be beaten into tattered parts. Do you think the Dream Stealing Team will not be able to continue running without him? More than ten of us got through the last dream just as well." Chen Mo disdainfully said.
road.
Tina's eyes were so gloomy that she could see a trace of murderous intent, and she said coldly: "Are you going to help me or not?"
Chen Mo's expression also changed from laughing to indifferent, and said: "Do you want to use your ruthlessness and cunning as a spy on your brother?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Tina denied it with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Chen Mo shook his head gently and said: "Think of Chen Ruitian's status as a national hero. After all, he is a powerful agent who travels around the world. He is able to return to China with a intact body despite being hunted across the United States. All rely on
It is impossible for two artificial humans, Long Da Long Er, and the four of you to bring a girl and a burden beside you. I have always wondered why you look so harmless, but when
After I knocked on the side and asked Yang, I realized that you are really not as simple as I thought. Fortunately, I was angry at Long Er for sending you to a foreign country. I think this is not a problem for you at all."
When Tina heard Chen Mo bring up Yang's matter, she felt relieved and sat on the chair with a relaxed look on her face, saying: "Whether I am good or bad has nothing to do with you. I will always regard you as my brother."
"If you also add that you regard Long Er as your younger brother, then I will be able to believe that you are sincere." Chen Mo flipped through the information in his hand.
"Are you going to help?" Tina asked again.
"What? Can't you pass the information out of Longteng Base? You and Long Er underestimate Liu Xiao. Do you really think you don't know if you are contacting him secretly? It's not that I won't help, but I can't make the decision."
Chen Mo said with a strange smile.
Tina nodded and said: "I did underestimate the network protection of Longteng Base. It is indeed China's most confidential and high-end scientific research base. Since Long Er's incident, my information can no longer be spread."
"It's not that the news can't be spread, it's that they all come to me." Liu Xiao walked into the office and smiled after leaving from the third floor.
Liu Xiao said: "Since Mr. Long arranged Long Er here to assist us, he absolutely trusts and believes that Long Er himself has such an ability. Long Er took off the communication tool on his own initiative, which proves that he needs to do this, otherwise he will
You will never take the initiative to put yourself in danger, Tina, can you still not trust Long Er?"
"I'm worried that something will happen to him." Tina shook her head and said.
Chen Mo rolled his eyes and said: "Look, I told you, a woman always only cares about her younger brother, not her own brother. In my dream, I cut myself until I was no longer a human being or a ghost, and I didn't see you worrying about me.
Now that something happens to Long Er, are you so worried?"
"Don't worry, we don't need to worry about that puppet. What we really need to worry about is Yang Song. All our work now must be carried out around him, whether it is in a dream or in reality." Chen Mo
Looking at the monitored computer screen.
"By the way, do you have any clues about Hammer?" After speaking, Chen Mo said to Tina. Since confirming that he wanted to find Hammer, Chen Mo has mobilized almost half of the United States' intelligence force. As for how to control this force,
Zhang Fusheng took the lead and Tina took the reins. It was not that Tina was the only one, but that Tina had nothing to do and arranged the seats casually. The other members of the Dream Stealing Team were urgently receiving strength and practical training. There was one
After the lesson, Chen Mo attached great importance to the battle in the dream. If he didn't make any preparations, he would be a truly stupid person.
"Not yet, Zhang Fusheng has sent his men to the United States, but the hope is slim." Tina shook her head and said.
"Ignore him, what are your plans for the next dream? Dreamer?" Chen Mo said.
"I already have an idea, but it's not perfect. Listen..." Tina began to tell her about the structure and plan of Yang Song's next dream.
In the fitness hall on the third floor, Mr. Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, waved to Yang Song and asked him to sit down with him, and then said with a smile: "Manager Liu has told me the general situation about you, and also gave me special instructions.
, don’t ask you too many questions about your abilities. Since he has already said it, I won’t be stupid enough to ask you again, so let’s get straight to the point.”
"Yeah." Yang Song nodded curiously. He felt that this Mr. Chen was a little different from the people Liu Xiao brought before.
"Actually, I haven't meddle in other people's business for a long time." Mr. Chen said with a smile.
"But many people are worried about your safety. They originally wanted to train you how to fight, but if you think about it in such a short period of time, I'm afraid that even if you devote yourself to training, you won't have much effect, let alone you.
It is absolutely invulnerable to be harmed." Mr. Chen shrugged his shoulders and bent over. Not long after he sat down to speak, he completely bent over, and raised his head with difficulty to look at Yang Song.
Yang Song couldn't bear it, thinking, old man, look at the sweat on your forehead. If you have difficulty speaking, just find a chair and lie down. It doesn't matter if you torture yourself like this.
But after hearing what Mr. Chen said, Yang Song's heart moved. The above thinking was indeed correct. According to this idea, Yang Song even felt that Mr. Chen was the person invited by Chen Mo. He was in a dream and really needed to learn how to fight.
, you can’t always fight on the ground like a shrew, and you can’t always be lucky enough to pick up a weapon. After all, the dream world is so uncontrollable. No one can guarantee what kind of dream they will appear in. Those who accompany them
Soldiers who enter dreams cannot always happen to meet themselves like Brother Hu Fei, so improving one's own combat effectiveness is indeed a way to protect one's own safety.
But having said that, how to improve combat effectiveness is another question. The particularity of Yang Song's body is destined to prevent him from high-intensity training. So light training is of no use to him. How to improve his combat effectiveness?
What? He was very curious about what Mr. Chen was going to say next. In fact, if he really wanted to train himself, Yang Song felt that the strong man Chen Mo was enough, so inviting an old man specially was a little overqualified.
"So I am here to teach you how to avoid risks and how to use available tools as much as possible to help you get out of dangerous situations, so that you can navigate dangerous combat environments with ease and ensure your safety at any time."
Mr. Chen smiled.
Yang Song thought about it carefully, then suddenly looked strange and said: "Isn't that just to teach me how to escape?"
"You can understand it that way." Mr. Chen raised his head with some difficulty.
"Mr. Chen, do you want me to help you move a chair?" Yang Song couldn't stand the old man's hardship and couldn't help but ask.
Mr. Chen simply rejected Yang Song's kindness and said: "No need."
"I am a farmer born and raised after the founding of New China. I have no knowledge or ideas. The only thing I want to do is to serve the motherland, so I joined the army when I was only sixteen years old. From the Korean War to the Vietnam War, I served
I have gone through countless battles, faced countless enemies, and I don’t know how many times I have met Lord Yama. All the comrades who joined the army died, but I was the only one who survived in the end. They all thought I was a very good person.
The magical person gave me the title of Lucky Soldier." Mr. Chen gasped.
"But they are all wrong. No one can be lucky forever. What really supported me and prevented me from dying in the war was a firm belief. I must not die easily. If I can live, I will live, even if I am like a mouse
As long as I am still alive, I will be useful." Old Chen said.
"During the Vietnam War, when we were besieging the Vietnamese army, due to a misjudgment, we fell into an encirclement. At that time, I was a scout, and the commander gave us an order to do our best to hold the base and cover the evacuation of the large forces.
At that time, we knew that we would either fight to the death and die here, or we would escape and be caught and killed by the Vietnamese, or be executed as deserters by our comrades in the rear." Mr. Chen's expression was a little bitter.
"Half of the brothers ran away, and half of the brothers regarded death as home. I didn't run away, but I hid. I still remember where I hid. It was an old crooked neck tree. This tree is hollow.
, I tried my best to get in, holding the gun in my hand, and an inexplicable belief told me that maybe I could do something else if I stayed here."
"But I forgot one thing. The tree was crooked. I bent down to get in. I stayed in this tree for five days. It took me five days to drill a hole and then pass through it.
In this hole, I saw a man in military uniform walking towards my tree. At that time, the fire roared and the man held a rope in his hand. I didn’t know what he was going to do, but I knew that this man was definitely a
Vietnamese, so I took out my pistol and aimed it at this man. I held that pistol against my chest for five days. It was very encouraging to me. This shot killed a division commander who was about to hang himself." At this point, Chen
Lao laughed, he smiled happily, as if this was the proudest thing in his life.
"I have been a soldier for more than ten years, and this is the greatest contribution I have made. But at the same time, my military career was also ruined. When the friendly forces arrived and dragged me out of the crooked neck tree, I
I can’t even straighten my waist and it’s become a deformity.” Mr. Chen said with a smile.
Yang Song was stunned for a moment while listening to Mr. Chen's words. He never imagined that the old man in front of him was actually a deserter who was greedy for life and afraid of death. But he was different from other deserters. He was hiding.
, but he killed a division commander as a soldier. How lucky is this?
"Do you think I took advantage of a huge advantage? I think so too, but if you think about it, the entire regiment, from the regiment commander to the cooks, except for me, all died in Vietnam.
, you will feel that I am not just lucky." Mr. Chen said with a smile.
Yang Song's eyes were filled with respect when he looked at Mr. Chen. After Mr. Chen finished speaking, he also knew why Mr. Chen became such a strange person, and what kind of person he was. As a person who has made great contributions,
A veteran with such a strange way of getting credit, he is definitely a controversial person. Such a person is willing to tell his past easily, which makes Yang Song very touched, even if he knows that this matter is actually Chen
The most worthy thing for him to show off in his life is still the same.
Weirdly, Yang Song found resonance with Mr. Chen. Just like his dream journey, he really tried his best to keep people safe, avoided risks as much as possible, and tried to save others. In the end,
As a result, most people walked out intact. He had done his best, but no one congratulated him. No one thanked him for his efforts. Not only did he not do this, but he still felt strange towards him.
This is unfair. For Yang Song, he subconsciously thought that Mr. Chen was like this. Sometimes even if you have done something, you still don't get the treatment you deserve. In the eyes of others, this seems to be
Your obligations are the same, there is no benefit if you do them, and it is unethical if you don't do them.
"You..." Yang Song wanted to ask Mr. Chen how he was treated afterwards, but when he thought of him being able to come here to teach him, he probably thought that the country did not treat him badly, even if he was just hiding in a
The enemy division commander who was about to hang himself was killed inside a tree.
"Me? You want to ask if I have been ostracized and suppressed? No, no one dares to underestimate a soldier who killed the division commander. To be honest, although my deeds are well known to everyone, when the credit list is listed,
What is written next to my name is that he fought bravely and shot the enemy division commander." Mr. Chen chuckled.
"You deserve this." Yang Song watched Mr. Chen keep trying to straighten his neck. The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt. People are already like this. If they still say that he is a deserter, then the army is too inhumane.
Already.
Chen Laodao: "It's not that I don't want to sit on the chair, but once I lie down, I will get sick and can only lie down. It's not suitable for me to lie down on the ground and talk to you now."
Yang Song couldn't help but laugh and said, "Actually, I definitely wouldn't mind."
"I know you won't mind, but I have stood in front of others for decades, and I will never allow myself to lie down again." Mr. Chen said with a firm face.
Yang Song was shocked when he heard this, and he was inexplicably moved. Mr. Chen was really talking to him heart-to-heart. He was completely different from Mr. Zheng.
"Just now you said that I came to teach you how to escape. I think the word escape is not good enough. It should be more appropriately described as teaching you how to save your life." Mr. Chen said with a smile.
"A single spark can start a prairie fire. Leave a ray of hope in everything, and it will be easy to do things in the future. These words are what the ancients warned future generations. Prioritize your own safety in everything. Any impulsive behavior may lead to accidents, even a war.
If you fail because of a broken iron hoof, you will encounter various possible dangers in your dream. You must have the awareness that your life is no longer your own, but contains all the human beings.
The life of a billion people. If you die once, it may not be worth mentioning in this total population. Even if you die ten or eight times, it will not be as large as the number of people who die every day due to car accidents. But one person's life is also
Life, as long as you protect yourself, you can prevent that person from dying. Do you think it is worth it?" Old Chen said.
Yang Song nodded and said: "I understand, Mr. Chen."
"I also have a little grandson who is only three years old." Mr. Chen sighed.
Yang Song's face froze, and his head slowly dropped. Mr. Chen stretched out his hand, patted Yang Song on the shoulder, and said: "What I said before is to tell you to work hard to protect yourself, and what I said after that is my other words."
What I want to tell you is that no matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, you should not be afraid. There are countless roads to the top, some of which are safe and some of which are dangerous. How to choose among them can only be judged by yourself, even if it is dangerous.
road, you also have to walk a broad road!"
Yang Song gritted his teeth and nodded: "I understand!"
"Well, next are some people who are responsible for teaching you. I am old and can't teach you much." After saying these words, Mr. Chen seemed to be even older. He looked into Yang Song's eyes hesitantly and said something.
I wanted to say it but couldn't. I could only pat Yang Song on the shoulder again, sighed and left. As he left, several men in military uniforms walked towards Yang Song. They were responsible for teaching and
The person who cultivated Yang Song's combat awareness.
In the monitoring room, Liu Xiao and Tina, who watched the entire conversation between the two, remained silent. They walked out of the office after repeated urging from Chen Mo. I have to say that what Mr. Chen said was indeed true.
They were greatly touched, and Mr. Chen's story made them even more silent.
"Is this considered lucky?" Tina bit her lip and asked.
"This is his strength. Not everyone can stay in a tree for five days." Liu Xiao dropped these words before leaving.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, remained silent throughout. As Tina left, he pulled out a marked piece of paper from a thick pile of information.
This piece of paper has Mr. Chen's information and photo on it. It is a very young two-inch photo with a red background. It can be seen that the photo is a bit old. I couldn't print it clearly, so I can only see it vaguely. This information says
Mr. Chen’s various experiences, including his merits and demerits.
Chen Mo glanced all the way to the bottom line, which read: Special circumstances for retiring from the National Security Bureau of the People's Republic of China. As for the name, there are two big secrets. Even Chen Mo is not qualified to know what his original name is.
"That's a good compilation, I almost believed it." He shook his head with a wry smile and put the piece of paper at the bottom of the pile of information.