There is passion in the calmness, and there is pain in the strength, just like an iceberg sealing the hot magma, or like a smoldering fire under the deep sea.
Haerrou looked at Dishani with eyes that seemed to be shining with fire, and she really couldn't find any appropriate adjectives.
Dishani is obviously not a familiar person. Although her lack of pursuit and belief makes her spirit not as strong as it appears, her past experiences have allowed her to set up layers of defense for her thoughts.
Both cold and internal heat are light.
If I have to say it, I am afraid that the only word that can be used to describe it is post-traumatic stress disorder, right?
No, no, no, maybe it's even more serious, because the people on this planet treat the sword like an enemy. While using it, they want them to die.
The result of fighting is to be spurned; the reason for fighting is to be sold to the organization; the end of the fighting is to be killed or become your own enemy; even the organization will advise you to "die as a human being."
The reason for living is to die, and the people around you have nothing but contempt. If you think about it carefully, even if the warriors raised in this desperate environment look normal, most of them have psychological problems, right? Not to mention Disani.
This guy has no reason to fight. Even if it is impossible for her to trust and rely on anyone, Haierrou still believes it.
But now, this guy has naturally revealed everything about his mental journey...
Haierrou was originally only planning to reveal some parameters for grabbing weapons to appease Dishani's heart, but it turned out that it was better now. Dishani muttered a lot, and now looking at her eyes, she still had the heart to say only a few words.
Cold data?
Haierrou couldn't help sighing in her heart and complained: Hey! Do I look like a psychiatrist? Li Li is the same, and so are you. Why don't you just make your ice cubes one or two?
Tell me! Or do you just regard me as a wooden stake to listen to what you talk about?
Of course, complaints are complaints, Dishani is obviously not the kind of person who would take the initiative to tear her wounds at the wooden stakes, and although Haierrou is considered a bastard, she is not someone who would forcefully deceive herself and turn a blind eye to the kindness of others.
Really, compared to kindness, I am still better at dealing with hostility. Haierrou sighed in her heart.
"Are you ready to reveal the real information?" Shaye suddenly spoke.
That's right, but I probably won't tell anyone confidential information. Haierrou replied to Shaye with an expressionless face.
Shaye said tactfully: "Although I can understand it, you should understand that other people's favor and trust have nothing to do with you."
That's true, but if even military personnel selectively betray the trust of the people, then how long do you think a super earth surrounded by powerful enemies can exist?
Haerrou's sudden and insane answer from Wei Guangzheng left Shaye a bit at a loss.
Is she wrong? Yes, soldiers should shoulder the trust of the people, no matter how big they are, but... only fools will really follow through, right? If someone who is a submarine soldier said that there are still people who are passionate about the three years before joining the army,
After three years, who is used to seeing life and death, and who doesn’t go there for the interests and rights of scenic spots? After all, blood and dreams cannot make you live, let alone get better, but
Rights can.
Let’s talk about rights, right?
Sha Ye, who didn't know whether Haierrou was acting or not, was silent for a moment, then said sideways: "Compassion does not control soldiers, kindness does not hold power. Small kindness is the enemy of great kindness. Once you become a general, you will make many people innocent."
dead."
Haerrou looked into Dishani's eyes, then looked at the clouds in the distance, biting her lips and lowering her head like a scolded primary school student.
"At least I'm just a second lieutenant now." The deep voice was unclear, a bit like sighing, but also like chanting, which could not be heard clearly.
But for Saya, who has opened up the communication permissions in her brain.
But it's not difficult to read, and you can even read deeper.
"Are you trying to escape?"
This is Saya.
"What are you talking about?"
This is Dishani.
Let's... let's do this for now. While replying to Shaye, Haierrou smiled bitterly and shook his head; "I didn't say anything, I just felt that there were too many things and I didn't know where to start. Let's eat first and let me organize my thoughts.
Can I tell you my origin tonight?"
"If it's inconvenient, don't make it difficult." Dishani said this as if she was thinking about Heerrou, but her eyes narrowed like a cat, and her smile became relaxed, looking completely satisfied.
Whoever believes it is stupid! Haierrou shook his head speechlessly: Is it a woman’s nature to be duplicitous?
"So it's not like you're not good at dealing with kindness, right? You're talking about how troublesome others' trust is while subconsciously taking care of other people's emotions. You're obviously enjoying it, right? Enjoy that feeling of interdependence! What's the point of duplicity?
It’s your nature, are you defending yourself!?”
Saya said dissatisfied.
Maybe, yes, people's hearts are fickle, who can tell clearly. Haerrou didn't deny it, just stood up and said: "The meat is almost marinated, Dishani, go and ask Liv and Guniya to come out right away.
It’s time to eat.”
"Okay." Dishani nodded and was about to leave when she was stopped again.
"Wait! Lend me your sword."
"Sword? What do you want to do?" Disani asked absentmindedly, grabbing the hilt of the sword and throwing it over. It was obviously not a very sharp sword, but it was inserted into the soil with rapid momentum, and it was huge in size.
The rising wind pressure stirred up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, and fluttered onto Heerrou's face.
"Bah, bah, bah!" Haerrou spat while fanning the dust with her hands.
Dishani, who was a little embarrassed at first, couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw her embarrassed look, and the smile on her lips became even bigger.
"Hey, can you carry it? Do you want some help?" A cold and joking voice sounded. Dishani, who was leaning against the tree trunk, leisurely crossed her legs, hugged her chest and supported her elbows. The pretty lady's face was raised high and she looked completely calm.
The look of a deputy domineering president...
What a ghost!
This guy is obviously the one causing the trouble, why do you still act like, 'I can help you, just beg me!'! Haerrou rolled her eyes.
"I can do it, I don't need your help." Haierrou spat out the sand in her mouth and grabbed the hilt of the sword without saying a word, and with a strong lift, the entire giant sword stuck in the soil was pulled out.
Not moving at all...
"Ahem, I'm just trying, trying." The corners of Haierrou's mouth twitched. There was nothing I could do. The sword wasn't heavy, just over twenty kilograms. The problem was that it was inserted too deep into the ground, and the resistance was a bit unexpected.
.
"The power assist system has been turned on, and the output power percentage is now 0.3. It is expected that the controllable particle flow can be adjusted to the peak value after 50 seconds of warm-up."
Thirty percent? That’s enough. Cancel the preheating.2
Giving an order in her heart, before Disani could speak, Haerrou turned on the armor movement assist and grabbed the hilt of the sword again. The powered armor suddenly became lighter, and the familiar feeling of decompression made her full of confidence.
, mentioned suddenly.
"Huh!" The giant sword that was still motionless just now was like a wooden stick, waving easily in Haierrou's hand.
Pulled it out? Disani was a little surprised.
Haierrou swung twice fiercely, bringing up a large piece of leaves, and then slashed a huge rock half a man tall next to it into pieces that filled the sky. Then she inserted the sword into the ground again and said proudly:
"23.16 kilograms, it's not bad, it's not that heavy!"
In this regard, Dishani spoke.
"A sword is a weapon, do you think it's a hammer for making iron? Can it be measured by weight? If you swing it without any rules, what's the use even if it's a hundred times heavier!"
His face was very calm, but his dissatisfaction almost overflowed from his words.
Well, Haierrou can still understand it. After all, it is a tool for people to fight. It is just like seeing someone holding a rifle to grab someone and saying that it feels average after the swing. It is normal to be a little emotional!
Haerrou shrugged, made a few stabbing movements casually and said: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, but after all, I haven't learned swordsmanship, but I have learned a lot about the use of bayonets and daggers."
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Dishani said lightly.
"Forget it, I prefer to use the gun." Haier smiled softly and said haha. Epee? Don't be kidding. It weighs 20 kilograms and can carry four or five packs of bullets. Are you crazy? Even if you go all out, you can do it yourself.
A practiced bayonet may not be any worse than an epee.
"Okay." Disani nodded, stood up and took the sword: "Do you still need it?"
"It's already been used." Haierrou picked up a piece of gravel that was more than 20 centimeters thick and more than 40 centimeters long and wide from the remains of the newly broken stone and knocked it.
"No, this is what I'm looking for."
"Stone? What are you using it for?" Dishani frowned in confusion.
"You'll know later, go call Liv and Gunia!"
There was heavy moisture in the forest, and within just over an hour after the moon had risen, thick fog began to swirl among the branches and leaves. Haierrou, who had picked up two pieces of sharp flint to plan on thinning the slate, had to work next to the fire.
, hoping that the fire can dissipate some of the moisture.
He casually set up the stone slabs diagonally and carefully looked for the lines by the firelight.
This is a piece of laminated shale, and it is not made of pure sand. It is a laminated rock formed by basalt mixed with sand buried deep underground. Although I don’t know why it appears on the surface, but...
This is just right for eating slate barbecue. Haierrou found the sand pattern on the side of the slate and touched his chin with a little pride. He stuck the tip of the flint on the sand pattern, picked up a piece of wood and knocked it.
Ding-dang-dang.
"You look like a primitive man from the Stone Age." Saya complained.
Wow, then you have never seen the wilderness survival training of submarines, otherwise you will downgrade me to a primitive man who has not even entered the Stone Age. Haerrou shrugged indifferently.
"I really don't understand it. We are already in the interstellar age and there is no shortage of supplies. Why do we need to do any kind of wilderness survival training? Obviously two sticks of compressed food and a bag of solid water can last for three days of combat, right?"