This female soldier is Yun'er, she originally needed to train in the military base in Jinsha City, but this time Zhang Zhao temporarily called over to help her train martial soldiers.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they hugged each other directly.

The hug between the two of them was a real envy of the ashtray of others, especially in front of this group of wolf-like young men.

There were a few mischievous people at the moment, shouting "kiss, kiss". Hearing this, the two hurriedly distanced themselves, and there was embarrassment in each other's eyes that could not be concealed.

Yuna not only came alone this time, but also brought four instructors. Among them are Zhong Ling, who is engaged in ideological education, Pang Kezheng, a weapons expert, Sun Yingrong, a psychological expert, and Ying Lihong, a military doctor.

Among them, Zhong Ling and Ying Lihong have relatively high official positions, both reaching one star, while Sun Yingrong and Pang Kezheng are Sanhua and Erhua respectively, which are equivalent to the level of squadron leader.

They were all selected from the Jinsha City base, and when they came here, the state didn't need to take care of the wages or anything, and Zhang Zhao had to pay for everything out of his own pocket.

Although it feels very pitted, Zhang Zhao is not too strange, after all, these are indispensable talents in the base, and in addition to military training, education is also very important.

After settling everything, Zhang Zhao went back to his room to sleep, this week, he basically slept very little, most of the time was involved in military training, and now that Yun'er took over, he was free.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Zhao, who was asleep, suddenly woke up from his dream with a scream.

He gasped for breath, his hands over his face, drenched, as if he hadn't recovered from the nightmare he had just had.

But when he thought back to the scene he had just dreamed of, he found that he couldn't remember anything.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and three girls walked in one after another.

"What's wrong?"

The first to come was Yun'er, she came more suddenly, so the room was not ready for partitioning, so she slept on the sofa in the living room, followed by Duan Keyin and Yi Zixun in the two bedrooms.

Seeing Zhang Zhao's sweaty appearance, the three girls were very frightened.

Zhang Zhao shook his head vigorously and said, "It's okay, I'm having a nightmare." ”

Hearing this, although the three of them were puzzled, they still didn't say anything, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Yun'er led a team of warriors to set off for training.

Until nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Zhao hadn't woken up, and then Duan Keyin came to his room with breakfast and called him.

After waking up, Zhang Zhao's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole personality looked very bad.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Seeing Zhang Zhao like this, Duan Keyin couldn't help but worry, because it was the first time she had seen Zhang Zhao like this, it stands to reason that as a martial artist, even if he didn't sleep all night, he wouldn't be like this?

"I don't know, maybe I didn't sleep. ”

After eating, Zhang Zhao began to cultivate, recalling that he woke up in a dream last night, he felt a little panicked, although he couldn't remember what he dreamed of, but the fear of waking up from a dream, and the panic of being in the dark, was really felt.

At night, Zhang Zhao fell into a dream again, he dreamed that he was lying on his bed, but he always felt that there seemed to be someone next to him, he tried to get up and turn on the light to see, but found that he couldn't move. The feeling of powerlessness was terrifying, and he wanted to shout, to call Yun'er next door to come and help him, but he couldn't scream.

"Ah.......h

Finally, Zhang Zhao shouted, and he sat up directly from the bed. Just like yesterday, the whole person seemed to collapse, covered in cold sweat, and could not do anything except gasp for breath.

"Zhang Zhao. ”

With a soft call, Yuna, who was dressed in pajamas, walked in.

Zhang Zhaoan couldn't help the fear in his heart, got out of bed directly, and hugged Yun'er tightly in his arms, as if only by holding her and feeling the temperature of her skin could he prove that he had returned to reality, not that terrible dream.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Yun'er didn't know what was wrong with Zhang Zhao, but she still kept comforting him, and Zhang Zhao at this time, like a child, was comforted by Yun'er's boos until she coaxed Zhang Zhao to fall asleep again.

When the next morning, Zhang Zhao still didn't wake up at nine o'clock, and was finally woken up by Duan Keyin.

After a day of cultivation, Zhang Zhao woke up in a dream again that night, and this time, the fear from the darkness filled his whole body, which was more obvious and more appropriate than yesterday. It wasn't until the lights in the room were turned on and he held Yuna again that the fear in his heart gradually subsided.

Looking at Zhang Zhao like this, the three girls were very worried, when things came to this, everyone could feel that something was not quite right, Zhang Zhao was a strong man who was about to enter the realm of the god king, and he could strip his soul from his body, but now, his complexion was getting worse and worse by a nightmare.

This night, Yuna stayed by the bedside to accompany Zhang Zhao until the next morning.

The dream is still going on, every night, at the same time, in the same dream, waking up in the same dream.

The same darkness was accompanied by the same fear, the helplessness, the fear, the darkness, that swept over the whole body and filled the room.

Day 4, Day 5, Day 6.

Day by day, and so on, until the evening of the seventh day, Zhang Zhao collapsed, and after he woke up from his dream, he cried loudly, and the whole person seemed to be chattering, crying like a child.

The crying was so loud that it woke up the instructor and the hunter next door, and they all came to knock on the door and asked what was going on.

On the morning of the eighth day, Zhang Zhao finally couldn't help it, if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would be driven crazy by the nightmare, so he chose to seek help from the psychological instructor, Sun Yingrong.

"Knock, knock, knock"

When he came to the teacher's door, Zhang Zhao knocked on the door three times politely.

"Please come in!"

After hearing the invitation, Zhang Zhao pushed open the door and walked in.

Sun Yingrong was sitting at his desk, reading a book on psychology, and when he saw Zhang Zhao, he smiled and said, "Captain Zhang, why did you suddenly come to me?"

Zhang Zhao's face was nervous, and he sat directly on the chair in front of his desk, and said: "I don't know what to say, I have been having a dream for the past few days, every day at two o'clock in the middle of the night, I will wake up in the dream, but when I go to recall what happened in the dream, I can't remember anything." ”

"Is the time fixed?"

"Well, it's very fixed, it's two o'clock in the morning every day, and every minute and every second doesn't deviate. ”

Hearing this, Sun Yingrong couldn't help frowning, glanced at Zhang Zhao, and found that he had a very bad complexion, and he shouldn't be the phenomenon that a martial artist should have.