Chapter 1 Who held me in his arms and comforted

On this day, the sky was blue and the white clouds were light.

It's a valley.

On the gently sloping grassland on all sides, large patches of yellow rape flowers occupy an entire field, without mixing a single heterochromatic, and in the field next to it, patches of lilac lavender stain the land. At the same time, in the nearby fields, red poppies and white phoenix chrysanthemums also formed patches, each occupying a field, from the foot of the mountain to the horizon.

Those fields are not neat, but because they are not neat, they are more natural. As far as the eye can see, at sunset, large fields of flowers decorate the entire valley as a carpet of different colors, which spreads all over the world, along the undulating slopes, gradually rising from the foot to the distant sky, and rising to the clouds. The sky was blue, and the white clouds hung in the sky like feathers.

The impact of this completely natural large color block is far stronger than the visual impact brought by any painting scroll.

It's boundless, it's endless, it's endless.

It doesn't need to be rendered anymore, just the stark color contrast between the different color blocks, it gives people a feeling of suffocation, full of flowers, beautiful that people can't breathe, but also makes people feel refreshed and intoxicated.

There are almost no people in the valley - almost, because in the middle of the valley, there is only one car quietly parked, a Range Rover in the color "Baltic Blue". It wasn't parked on a road, and there was no road behind it, just a sparse strip of gravel. Therefore, on the side of the tires of the car, a few unyielding blue impatiens quietly emerged.

The gravel strip behind the car is very narrow, and the road is full of vigorous blue-purple lavender, so when you look down from the top of the hill, the blue-black Land Rover seems to melt into a large blue-purple patch, and the body is completely invisible.

In the driver's seat of the Land Rover, the door is ajar, a young man, in his 20s, wearing a black and blue Lee jean, a pair of Goethe Schiller soft-soled cowhide shoes, short hair, a little pale in the sun, he stands by the door, a pair of Google electronic glasses on the bridge of his nose, his hands are cooped, squinting at the surrounding situation, as if he is obsessed with the beauty of the valley, frequently breathing deeply the fragrance of flowers and plants.

When the last rays of the setting sun disappear from the top of the mountain, the valley suddenly becomes dark, and the green light on the platform is particularly noticeable. The young man next to the car waited for a while, let the green light flash for a while, then walked to the side of the car, took out a computer, turned on the anti-tracking software, and then cautiously turned on the car station, waited for the data displayed by the computer, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is the information ready?" ”

There was a boy on the other end of the intercom, and he smiled flatteringly, and his voice was babbling: "Okay, oops, it's really hard......"

"I don't have much time", interrupted the man next to the Land Rover, coldly and rudely reminded.

"I started the transfer right away, and I expected the whole transfer process to be ...... 11 minutes", the man on the other end of the intercom put away his laughter, his last few words were very short, as if he was worried that the other party would be angry,

The man next to the Land Rover had anger on his face, but he immediately suppressed it and asked: "What is the situation around me, I don't have a mobile phone, there is no signal in this place, my car station is not turned on, and the radio is always silent...... How's the surroundings going? ”

"Okay!" The man on the other end of the intercom replied cheerfully: "I repeatedly scanned that area before you turned on the phone, trying to find your hiding place, haha, I really didn't find you, and I didn't find the moving target around you, the closest moving target to you...... Well, it's seventy kilometers away from you, and the speed of movement is ...... Sixty, that's it...... Hey, coincidentally, it stopped moving, and the infrared showed that its engine was cooling down, probably stopping to rest. ”

"Start transferring data ......," interrupted the Land Rover's nagging.

This place is far away from mountains and rivers, sparsely populated, and there are no people for dozens of miles around, so it is really a good place to bury people's bodies. Well, the transfer process takes eleven minutes, and even if it is tracked locked in the transmission, it should ...... Not enough time for them to arrive - there are no people for hundreds of miles!

But out of usual caution, the man next to the car still took a shotgun from the car, pressed the timer on his watch, pretended to be hunting, and walked leisurely away from the body...... He walked east for six minutes and then took the same amount of time to get back to the car. The time he returned to the car, exactly one minute after the end of the transmission, and there were no accidents during the whole transmission, so he returned.

He first checked the computer next to the driver's seat, the computer screen did not show that the data stream was being tracked by outsiders, only the lock made by the transmitter at the beginning of the transmission, everything seemed to be normal, but he had a creepy feeling next to the car - the surroundings were too quiet, and the silence made people tremble; The sky was so dark, surprisingly dark.

Jumping into the seat of the car quickly, he was about to twist the key to ignite the ignition, when suddenly, the man in the car jumped out of the car with a whizz, and after a roll, he ran wildly into the grass - behind him, a black ghost fell from the sky, silently, without fire and without light, and accurately hit the Land Rover. This was not enough, the explosion caused by the black ghost was not large, and immediately after, one ghostly missile after another followed......

When the first explosion sounded, the man who was scurrying in the grass had stopped, a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart: "It's late, there are hundreds of kilograms of whirlwind hidden in the car, this is my private goods that I finally got my hands on......"

The first missile was a positioning missile, the second and third were attack missiles, and there was a gap of two or three seconds between the two, but this time was not enough for him to escape from the center of the explosion. So he didn't run away.

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the cyclone was about to swallow up the man next to the car. Before the flames evaporated the man into a molecular state, the grim man had already pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, he had no intention of pulling out the lighter, the explosive flame was his lighter.

When the flames hit, he smiled: "Miss me killer Zangfeng...... How cautious he was in his life, he ......"

Zang Feng connected with someone this time, and the date place was not this valley, and the real date point was not far from this valley. For the sake of secrecy, he didn't carry any communication tools that might reveal his hiding place, and all external communication relied on the guy on the other end of the intercom just now. Therefore, the only one who transferred the location signal to the enemy was that guy. When he was transmitting information, he made a satellite lock on Zang Feng -- and only then did he lock it so that it did not cause the computer to alarm.

But Zang Feng is not easy to be gullible in his life, how many tests did that guy go through before he was recognized by Zang Feng.

Who would have thought that the betrayer was actually the most trusted person by Zang Feng.

The snipers seem to know Zang Feng's personal habits very well, this sniper used several unmanned reconnaissance planes to hover in the air, and the missiles they launched had an explosion range covering several miles around, and they didn't want to leave Zang Feng with any chance to escape.

Under the chain effect, the rising flames swallowed everything in the valley, the flowers, the beauty disappeared, and even the hard frame of the Land Rover was melted and evaporated in an instant, leaving only a small amount of metal debris on the ground......

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I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Zang Feng felt an extremely warm ...... Embrace.

Zang Feng opened his eyes dimly, and felt the bright light hitting his eyelids, which was warm, very comfortable and comfortable...... But the strange thing is that his eyes are wide open, but he can't see the scene in front of him clearly, and he only feels white.

"It turns out that our grandfathers are not dead...... "life" has regained "life", and with a sense of consciousness, Zang Feng's first thought is to laugh out loud.

Such a serious explosion, the injury must not be light, all of them are not dead, the master still feels existential, it seems that luck has finally favored us. Thank goodness thank you organization thank you country...... Haha, I still remember: I can thank my parents in the end.

But...... Zang Feng tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see the scene in front of him clearly, because he was too attentive, he accidentally forgot the professional habit he had always cultivated: when he was just awake, he must first listen with his ears, and then feel the physical condition. After finding out the environment you are in, you can open your eyes and observe the enemy situation through the cracks...... Then decide whether to keep your eyes open or not.

But now that he has his eyes completely open, why can he only feel the light, and his eyes are white, but he can't see any images?

Trying to listen, he couldn't hear any movement, no sound drifting into his head.

Hush.

There is also no smell either.

It was as if he was in a cocoon of light, surrounded by nothing but a white expanse of light.

What's wrong with the world......?

Well, I'm greedy. Having been so badly injured, it is already lucky to be alive. Look, I'm tired of even the small act of "opening my eyes" now, and I feel like I've exhausted all my physical strength before I open my eyes...... Based on this, ...... my injuries?

Don't know if my retina is still there? Are my ears still there? When I really wake up, will I be able to see the world and listen to the footsteps of others?

Well, the explosion of 100 kilograms of "Whirlwind" is simply a small nuclear bomb. Now I am still conscious, and the other ...... Let's not force it.

But why can't I feel pain in my body? What about my injuries?

Is it anesthesia? Or is the injury so severe that the pain goes away? …… Is my body still intact?

Zang Feng tried to move his fingers...... Well, from the beginning of his work, when he wakes up from a dream that morning, he must first close his eyes and feel the presence of his fingers and toes, check their integrity, and then move his muscles slightly to regain control of his limbs. When all this is done, he is sure that he has the ability to control his body and ensure that he has the ability to fight back, and he will use his ears to "observe" the movements around him and lock on to the target position from the slit in his eyes......

Eventually, when he opens his eyes completely, it means that he can deliver a fatal blow at any moment, or save his life.

This awakening, Zang Feng's memory was very vague, his thoughts were like a kite string floating in the wind, he worked very hard, and it was difficult to grasp the thread of his thoughts, remembering the "awakening" program that had been engraved in his bones...... Well, he confirmed: now he doesn't have the slightest ability to fight back, he doesn't have the physical ability to escape, he doesn't have the ability to sense his surroundings.

His eyes widened to make sure where he was, but he couldn't see anything; He opened his ears to listen to the movement around him, but he couldn't catch any movement.

Is this hell?

No, not hell!

I still have feelings, I can feel my presence, I'm not dead!

So...... Is it retinal detachment, plus ossicle damage?

At this time, the heavy drowsiness was like a wet lake, constantly surging up layer by layer, constantly wanting to drown Zang Feng and wrap him whole. Zang Feng tried to keep himself awake, he tried all his strength to keep himself awake, but his consciousness was like smoke in a storm, drifting in the wind without pause......

Next, Zang Feng's self-consciousness drifted in chaos, maybe a day, maybe two days, maybe a month, Zang Feng finally grabbed the tail of consciousness again—he was awake again.

With the previous experience, this awakening, when he felt the slight flow of air on his skin, he immediately mechanically felt his fingers, toes, and slightly, unobtrusively contract and relax his muscles, and then ...... What's going on? He couldn't do it at the first step of the program - because he couldn't feel the presence of his fingers and toes!

Suddenly, Zang Feng remembered a famous movie, that movie is called "Source Code", right? The protagonist is left with only a head, which researchers use to make him relive the last seven minutes of his death, in the hope of finding the real killer of the train explosion.

Do I only have my head left? Could it be that the group has found my head and is ready to dig up my memories? Ah, they must be very eager to dig out the secret in my mind...... Memory, Zang Feng's memory goes back to the moment before the Big Bang - hehe, now, it's time for my arrangement to take effect, right? You should know that if you eat me, it's not so easy to swallow?

Stuck in the throat, there is wood, can't swallow it? Jumping into a trap with wood?

No, can't think about the past, maybe my memories are being studied......

Zang Feng was not a person who was content with the status quo, this thought flashed quickly through his mind, and he immediately opened his ears and widened his eyes, while stretching out his nose and sniffing around like a puppy.

When he woke up this time, the situation was a little better than last time, his ears could already hear a faint sound, his eyes could see the image blurry and shaking, and the smell of sweat wafting faintly in his nose,...... and milky flavor.

It was as if he was in the arms of a man...... But he couldn't tell the exact content of the sound, or whether it was an enemy or a friend shaking in front of him. His sight, hearing, and smell seemed to be dull.

It turns out that I was so badly injured?!

Who took me in my arms and comforted me?