Chapter 151: A Brief Dream
At noon the next day, the roar of the plane and the sound of the tank engine became louder and louder, and there was more and more of it, is there still a slight heat wave radiating below, it seems that Chu Qing's troops have begun to drop incendiary bombs and other weapons on a large scale, fortunately, Chu Qing contacted the headquarters in advance, and they did not use the cloud burst bomb, a big killing weapon, otherwise Chu Qing must have died earlier than these orc troops. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Then there was the sound of something chopping through the rubble, and then the head of a police dog came in, only to see it seeing Chu Qing sticking out his tongue, Hada Hada panting, looking very cute, but looking at the blood on the corner of his mouth and the hair on the orc, he didn't look so cute.
"Sir, come and grab my hand, come and find me, sir. At this time, a pair of black hands full of gunpowder smoke reached in, Chu Qing half-squatted like an old sweet potato growing in the ground was gouged out of it by several soldiers and police dogs, at this time Chu Qing's originally neat military uniform became a beggar outfit although he did not pick the same, the trousers of the entire left leg drooped on his left foot, looking the same as a beggar begging for food on the street or he was worse than the beggar on the street.
"Report to your military aircraft and the number non-commissioned officer of your unit. Chu Qing patted the gravel and dust in his hair, and the long-term darkness made him a little unable to open his eyes, and he hadn't eaten or drunk for a day, so his whole person had a feeling of weakness.
"Report to Unit Number 8472, Navy SEAL Lieutenant Lekav reports to you. Lekav replied loudly with his gun behind his back, and he brought with him a mixed battalion of large conscripts and a small number of American GIs, less than a company of hardcover GIs, six Rhino tanks, and a battle fortress.
At this time, the air force inside the base produced thirty-five Intruder planes and twelve Black Hawk fighters, which was a huge number? But their task was to juggle the air support work of sixty-two streets, and these poor pilots had little time to rest, and as long as the ammunition was finished, they had to be like bees until they died.
"What about Zhao Biwu?" Chu Qing staggered, and with the support of an American GI, he barely stood there against the wall and said with difficulty, "Where is my soldier?"
"Report, when we arrived, this place was marked as an enemy occupation area, and you were the only survivor here......" The last word seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it, Chu Qing's head seemed to be hammered by something, and the whole head was blank, only to see her plop and sit on the ground, her legs swinging like a dustpan, a dirty hand tightly covering her mouth, only to feel that the world was spinning for a while, and then she only felt that it was dark in front of her, and the whole person fainted.
By the time he regained consciousness, he was already lying on a very old, very old couch, even though he was soft, but the smell of decay on it made people smell particularly disgusting, he rubbed his head, which was still a little painful, and slowly sat up, only to see a table set there, and the floor was full of manuscript papers that I didn't know what I had written.
"Welcome back my friend. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, Chu Qing looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a person sitting in front of a book, holding a quill in his hand, writing something on the book, seeing Chu Yu, he seemed to be very happy, put it in the inkwell, rubbed his hands, walked over to Chu Qing, and then walked unceremoniously to Chu Qing's side.
"My friend, how come you busy man have time to talk to me. He thought that when the time came, a friend who had not seen him for a long time hugged Chu Qing's shoulder, Chu Qing also smiled, looking at this guy Chu Qing recognized him, isn't he the guy who lied to himself a few months ago?
And the man smiled and said, "Then the pen I asked you for......"
Chu Qing is head was patted, and he suddenly remembered the promise he made casually when he woke up from a dream, but after all, it was a dream, who would take a dream seriously, and put a parka pen in his pocket every day, uncomfortable, not uncomfortable, besides, there is no condition to record anything on the battlefield, and if there is a condition, who still uses a terrible paper and pen that is fragile and fragile and has a small storage capacity to record things.
And the man seemed to be like a deflated ball, slumped on the sofa, grabbed his hair, and muttered: "My God, I knew this guy would forget, my God, what did I think at the time......" and then a bunch of words because the speed of speech was too fast, Chu Qing didn't hear a word, but most of what he said was some irrelevant complaining nonsense, and all kinds of swear words that didn't know who he was greeting.
"Okay, tell me what you're doing here?" The man got up again and sat back in front of the big book, and then intentionally or unintentionally flipped the pages of the book, writing and changing on it from time to time, looking attentive, and Chu Qing also stretched his waist, as if he had come to him intentionally.
The man seemed to see that Chu Qing had nothing to say, so he glanced at him and said casually: "Then let's do it, I want to send you a few words like last time, and then you give me Ma Liu's go." As he spoke, he muttered a few numbers in a low voice, and then carefully looked up what it seemed to be like a certain page, and Chu Qing naturally didn't care, after all, this was in his dream, staying here for a year, it is estimated that he just slept for a while, anyway, there is no loss, and he doesn't need money to listen to it.
"Ah, it's good to have found it. I saw that the man cleared his throat, and the reality was very solemn but extremely funny: "People's hearts are unpredictable, don't put all your hopes on others." As he spoke, she closed the big book with a bang, causing him to cough vigorously from the thick smoke and dust.
"What do you mean. Chu Qing made a fuss at the back of his head, this sound unclear, but it really has no use for him, just like the famous sayings left by the ancients, it feels very reasonable, but I don't know what it means, this feeling makes people very uncomfortable, but it also makes people wonder why such a sentence appears in their heads, is it because they are not at ease with these guys from their subconscious?
But the man seemed to be upset that Chu Qing didn't have a pen he brought, so he said directly with a big grin: "I don't know what it means, I can't remember it before, okay, okay, let's go, your people are still waiting for you, let's go." He spoke in a tone like that of an old rich man of the Qing Dynasty.
"Then you can teach me how to wake up. As soon as he said this, Chu Qing was also anxious, after all, there are still many people outside the dream realm who are working for their own safety, even if they don't help, at least they have to give them a boost, right?
"Go out, turn right, ah just walk anyway, you'll wake up soon." Saying that, the man took out a pair of gold-framed glasses from the drawer and gently wiped them with a piece of silk, and Chu Qing stopped talking nonsense and turned around without even bringing the door, which caused the man to complain again, only to see him stand up and close the book with considerable difficulty, then sighed and said, "When can you surprise me again." ”
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