But the man in black ordered them to go up the mountain together, and he also had to take a picture and pass it to him.

Qin Shuai repeatedly raised his mobile phone and measured nearby, on a mountain road 20 meters away, the danger factor in that place was 50, normal people could pass, but they might also be injured a little, and the danger factor in other places was very high, so it was impossible to pass.

And there was relatively little dust on the mountain road 20 meters away, but they didn't wear masks, Qin Shuai thought that they were carrying some gauze and the like, so it seemed that they could only make some small masks temporarily, so he went back and told them to hurry up and make their own masks to prevent some dust, and then walked out 20 meters away and used the mountain road to climb the mountain.

But there was a soldier who was very stubborn, he felt that this was the shortest way, and he could reach the pillbox quickly, but the mountain roads 20 meters away were winding, but then the minority obeyed the majority, and the other soldiers felt that what Qin Shuai said made sense, he couldn't harm them, the dust here was too big, and it would be bad if he inhaled harmful substances.

So they took the gauze in the backpack, cut off the scissors and put them on their faces, as a temporary mask, and made another one for Qin Shuai, Qin Shuai thanked them and brought the homemade mask, and they groped out 20 meters away, and gradually climbed up like apes, because this place was very steep and winding, so they used ropes.

After all, they have been death squads, and their abilities are still well-trained, so they quickly climbed halfway up the mountain, and everyone was tired and out of breath, so they hurriedly rested.

The quick-talking little soldier before complained a little, saying that walking on the winding road, why not go straight to find the bunker directly, wouldn't it save effort? It's good now, I'm tired enough, I don't know if I still have the strength to climb up again.

Everyone wiped the sweat from fatigue, but Qin Shuai was full of energy, they felt very surprised, they said that it might be because Qin Shuai was a real young man, although they looked young, but they also took medicine, so they kept their young appearance.

Qin Shuai casually asked them what happened back then, and an old soldier sighed and said: "I think we were very happy with Sergeant Jiang back then, although we fought bloodily, but Sergeant Major tried his best to protect our safety, so you only suffered some minor injuries, after returning to our troops, I didn't expect that we became experiments, saying that our death squad made meritorious achievements in battle, and wanted to give us some rewards, so we were given some milk, fruits, and biscuits, and we returned to the dormitory to start practical. But I didn't expect to feel the itchy skin, and then it recovered after half an hour, normally we don't know, in fact, we ate these foods in those drugs, and later found that my colleagues are gradually aging, but we are still the same...... But Sergeant Jiang had already been promoted, so he transferred us to another unit, and gradually let us not do the work of the death squad, but to do some intelligence and other marginal work. ”

The members of the death squad told Qin Shuai about the past and the great achievements they had made, but it was a pity that because their appearance had always remained young, they had become experiments, and their previous great achievements were gradually forgotten.

After all, decades had passed, and Qin Shuai looked at the youngest soldier. Hurriedly asked him, how is the current situation? He said that he had almost rested on the platform just now, but when he was going over the mountains here, he felt the recurrence of the old injury, and his legs were now stiff and numb, as if he didn't want to walk anymore, but there was still half a mountain to climb, and he didn't know what to do, he was afraid of dragging everyone's hind legs.

But the other soldiers were very happy to take care of him, because they said that when he was in the death squad, he was the youngest and the one everyone took care of, so now it has become a habit to take care of him, and they think it's nothing.

But there was one thing that Qin Shuai felt quite strange, because everyone liked to take care of this little soldier, but 452 looked good, why didn't everyone want to take care of him?

Taking advantage of the fact that he had a good relationship with them now, Qin Shuai asked casually, and they sighed. There was a person who was willing to speak, so he told Qin Shuai: "Because he is not an earthling, what do we have to talk about with aliens that we are not familiar with, it was rescued by Sergeant Jiang before, it was a young child, but he was blown up and his body was incomplete, he originally planned to serve us after cultivating him into a robot, that is, to serve us tea and water, wash our feet and other work, but Sergeant Jiang repaired him to the appearance of a human being, and then arranged the same dormitory for us, in fact, we all hate him, I think his status is very low, but this person is extremely smart, and he can make many inventions, for example, there is an automatic washing device, similar to the current washing machine. We've all had the good of him, so we've made him one of our soldiers, but it's unlikely that he's been nice to him. ”

Qin Shuai said thoughtfully: "No wonder this is the case, if it were me, I would probably be the same as you, but I think he is too pitiful, he was isolated by you like this, and he is now a tool for the man in black to block the gun, I think Sergeant Jiang's original purpose was not like this, he may want you to become a family." ”

Qin Shuai: "No, can Sergeant Jiang have this kind of thought?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and one of the eldest said that maybe he had this idea, because he also thought about why he deliberately arranged for them to enter a dormitory and let everyone treat 452 well, but everyone regarded him as an alternative, and they didn't get along with him well for so many years, at most they treated him as a soldier, but they didn't treat him as a real earthling. Sometimes when carrying the package, he put it there to carry it, he was very difficult, and they couldn't bear to take it back, and when he was rested, they let him carry it again, and in this way, 452 was indirectly bullied by everyone over and over again.

But 452 also regarded them as his friends, because he was really uprooted from his homeland, he didn't have any friends, and he couldn't return to his own planet because he was not able to do it now, and he was defeated, and he might have been killed, or locked up.

The older soldier sighed and said, "...... I don't know what will happen to 452 this time. ”