It's been a few weeks since the last steak incident, and my relationship with that man has gradually started to deteriorate because of my unilateral efforts. Recently, I heard that high-level soldiers who died violently on the front line died one after another. There are not many people fighting on the front lines.

So, there is the current situation. I poked my head out and observed the situation outside the door, where Yun Ming was talking to the soldiers. Compulsory conscription is also a form that will inevitably be derived in this world. Since there are not enough soldiers, they go to the people to forcibly grab, a phenomenon called catching strong men in ancient times.

Let them choose their class, and after the special training, let them join the frontline battles to complete the mission. As for the outcome of these people, the soldiers don't care at all. It is enough for the population to see that there are so many people fighting on the front line. There's no way around it, but you can't talk like that when it comes to yourself.

I frowned, looked at the soldiers who had not yet left, and really sweated for my sister. Suddenly, a rush of footsteps caught our attention.

"Stop! Don't run! Choose a career with us! The man ran towards him, followed by a group of pursuing soldiers. The man stumbled into Yun Ming's room, he raised his head and said in a panic.

"Don't catch me, don't catch me, I won't do anything! It's useless to catch me! "Perhaps, for him, going to the front line is equivalent to a dead end, right?

"Don't make a fuss, come with us!" The man's legs were so frightened that he stepped back with his hands propped up. When I turned around, I saw me, as if I had grasped the hope of life. Ignoring the gaze of others, as if he had a scapegoat, he pointed at me frantically and said.

"Don't arrest me, arrest him! He's done choosing a career. (The latter sentence is actually nonsense, but he doesn't know.) The eyes of several soldiers immediately fixed on me, and I was stunned, and instinctively stepped back. But it was too late, and several soldiers quickly intervened and arrested me.

"Bingyun, Jianshu! You ......" Yun Ming's previous efforts for me were all in vain, and she looked at this man angrily. He looked at me and lowered his head. (He bowed his head not out of shame, but because he felt that my presence didn't change the situation he had taken.) ）

A soldier in front of "Sister ......" began to check my status, and out of fear, I signaled to Yun Ming for help.

"Brother Jun, don't listen to this person's nonsense, Bingyun is just ......"

"I found out, he's a swordsman." As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

"Really?" He looked at me with surprise on his face and smiled meaningfully at me. A soldier pointed at the man and said.

"Don't be too happy, if we don't have enough of them, we'll come back and get you. Let's go! "Two soldiers took me by the shoulders and forcibly carried me away.

"Ice Cloud, Ice Cloud!" Yun Ming ran up, trying to keep me as much as she could, but it was in vain. was directly pushed by a soldier next to him and sat on the ground.

"Sister......" I turned around, but I could only look at her from afar, waiting for me, Yun Ming, I will definitely come back.

War, from before to now, has not been less, and with war, there is inevitably life and death. War is always brutal. I followed the makeshift team and looked back at Yun Ming, who was still waving there. I couldn't help but feel sour.

'I must come back.' Yun Ming's words became the only motivation to support me. Yun Ming is the only and most important person in this world right now, and she stays in the city, at least there will be no accidents. (Young man, you are so naïve) After this battle, I will go back and express my heart to Yun Ming! (The flag hangs high.) ）

I clenched my fists and couldn't help but quicken my pace. No sooner had they finished walking the lawn than some people complained.

"It's annoying! How long will it take? A yellow-haired man complained loudly, having just left the city gates. Another person next to him walked up to him and whispered.

"There's no way, who keeps our every move under the watchful eye of the city?" Huang Mao turned his head and looked at the girl with two ** braids and freckles with disgust. It belonged to her, the farthest from the center of the group. It seems that this person is the broadcaster.

There was not a single superfluous gossip in the team, and the whole team seemed lifeless. Standing on the pillar of light and entering the second floor, there was still no one to speak, so Huang Mao directly found a place to sit down. He smoked viciously, and the others sat down on the floor, never communicating again.

Is this a team? No, it's just twenty people, and it's even worse than one plus one equals one. I frowned and looked around, as if I had just seen it yesterday. The events of that day are still fresh in my memory as if they were yesterday's nightmare.

It's back here, I sigh helplessly.

"Hey, bro! I think you're a swordsman, right? "A clean, inch-headed man in a black tank top with black and white hybrid hair leaned over to me. I pointed my finger at myself.

"You...... You call me a brother? "Although I don't really want to speak, I still have to vomit this complaint.

"Oh! It's nothing. He brushed the little hair he had left.

"I'm a programmer in the real world. Don't look at me like this, I'm only twenty-five this year! "It was too late to remember that it was too late, and I covered my mouth, trying not to let my laughter be too loud. The man in the vest touched his head.

"Still laughing? Wait a minute, enough will make you cry, and make you regret choosing what is not good, you have to choose a swordsman. I suppressed my smile and asked instead.

"Wait a minute, what's going to happen?" The man in the vest motioned for me to look around.

"See, all but us are long-range shooters. Wait a minute, it's them who carry out the main attack, and we're the ones who are responsible for covering their safe output. It sounds nice, but in fact we are just bait! The man in the vest sighed.

"Actually, we're pretty good." The man in the vest pointed to the other side, and when I looked in his direction, I realized that the girl with the braided hair was sitting there alone.

"If it weren't for her, we would be sitting there right now."