Chapter Eighty-Seven: Awakening from a Dream
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"Sir, a fax document from the theater headquarters. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Read."
The correspondent cleared his voice and said: "Someone from the military region, come back quickly!" ”
"Guard, prepare the car, go back to the military area." Su Xin put the few battle documents on the table into a folder, folded them in two and put them in his coat pocket.
After a while, the guard reported: "Sir, the buggy is ready, but your motion sickness ......"
"Let's go."
"Yes!"
The dreary sky over the Ninth Theater sounded from far and near, and the sound of "boom, boom, boom" similar to the rotation of an aircraft sounded, and there was no unusual news from the radar reconnaissance room of the theater, and the originally idle soldiers' assembly site was urgently called.
"The person is back." Zhang Feng got up and said, "Everyone, let's catch the wind for the heroes together." ”
The huge "bamboo dragonfly" -- no, it was the helicopter gunship that stopped at the assembly site with strong winds. After getting off the helicopter, Su Xin took off his soaked coat and took out the folder, casually threw the coat stained with the smell of gunpowder to the guards on the side, and saluted Ma Jicheng: "Commander, wait for the guilty staff officer Su Xin to come and apologize." (Due to the severity of motion sickness, I still chose other transportation vehicles.) )
"Su ......"
Su Xin handed over the document and said: "This is all the information of the 'Fallen Heaven', and there is no element of fraud. ”
"Whether there is any fraud or not, we will know when we find all the confessions." Zhang Feng took the first step to get it, and then smiled maliciously: "You should feel fortunate that it was the investigation team that greeted you, not the gun." ”
"The Investigative Mission? This is the first time I've heard of this kind of organization. Su Xin said contemptuously: "Is that the kind of person who specializes in hanging the identity of the 'military' all day long, stabbing his own people with knives in the open, and making a big fuss about trivial things as military merit promotions." ”
"Watch your words!"
"Then ......" Su Xin snatched the document, handed it to Ma Jicheng and said, "In order to prevent you from getting in the way, this document is still kept by our Ninth War Zone." ”
"Huh." Some people present were surprised by Su Xin's ability to speak, and Ma Jicheng's good impression of Su Xin also increased a lot, after all, he gave the Ninth War Zone a long face in front of outsiders.
Zhang Feng felt that his momentum was a little weaker, but he was reluctant to mention that "he was sent by the military", so he hurriedly said: "You can keep the documents, but the contents of the documents must cooperate with us to investigate." ”
"Staff Officer Zhang, the conference room has been arranged." One of the members of the investigation team came over and reported, and then looked at Su Xin standing in the middle of the crowd with a wary face, as if he was waiting for Zhang Feng to give the order and forcibly arrest someone.
Yin Song gave a thumbs-up "alert" gesture to Song Huai, the minister of security, and Song Huai replied with "OK".
"I cooperate with the investigation." Su Xin handed his fist to Qi Heyuan, "Thank you." ”
Qi Heyuan punched his fist and said: "You must explain it clearly, let's continue to chat and play chess when we come back." ”
"I will."
Thirty minutes later, Zhang Feng came out with the investigation team, and Su Xin followed behind with a gloomy face.
"What's going on?" Qi Heyuan was surprised that since no unrelated personnel were allowed to be present during the investigation and interrogation, he did not know the process of the interrogation.
"Because Staff Officer Su could not give a reasonable explanation to the 3,000 soldiers who sacrificed, he had already been convicted of 'intentional killing'. However, because his identity is not ordinary, after consulting the high-level officials, he will be taken to the military region for final determination. Zhang Feng continued: "It's only to blame him for being too obstinate, otherwise how could he end up in a military court." ”
"You ......"
"Is the finished?" Su Xin lowered the brim of his hat a little, "I'll set off when I'm done, it's too late to catch up with the dinner time of the military region." ”
"Uh."
Su Xin's witticisms are so nonsensical at all times.
"Commander Ma, then borrow the helicopter gunship in your war zone."
"Hmm."
"Huhuhu......" accompanied by a fierce strong wind, the helicopter gunship slowly rose and flew into the distance......
"Bang!"
"Whew." Su Xin woke up suddenly, Xiaoxi stood beside the bed with a broom in a daze, and a thick textbook lay flat on the floor.
There was a commotion in the next room, and then the nightingale appeared outside the door.
"Yes, I'm sorry young master, Sister Nightingale." Konishi said guiltily: "My cleaning movement is too big. ”
"Whew." Su Xin muttered, "I haven't had this dream for a long time, what's going on lately." ”
Nightingale picked up the book and put it back on the shelf: "Young master, my lord asked me to advise you not to be too addicted to games, which will affect your health." ”
Su Xin stretched and said lightly: "Then you help me reply, just say I know." ”
"Okay."
"Cousin!" A new figure appeared at the door, Chang Jie was wearing a cloak and a Western-style top hat and smiling.
A hand immediately pushed the unhappy Chang Jie away: "Hey, you dead house, blocking my sight." Ah, Xiaoxin, I've come to see you. ”
It's the first time I've encountered two troubles found together.
"Good morning, both." Konishi gathered up his cleaning tools and left the room.
"So." Su Xin got up and said, "Xiaojie, Sister Lian, do you have anything to do with me so early?" ”
"Play!"
"Shopping!"
Sure enough, it doesn't look like something good is going to happen early in the morning.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to ...... today, too"
"If you want to say, 'I want to have a peaceful day today,' you can't do that." Li Yilian smiled: "How is it? Xiaoxin, let's go shopping with me. ”
"That, Chang Jie, where are you going to play today?" Su Xin turned his head and ignored Li Yilian, who had an unkind face, although he knew what the consequences would be.
Chang Jie lowered his head and laughed twice, and then lifted his cloak, revealing a gorgeous gentleman's cosy suit.
"There is a special 'cosparty' that you can participate in today." Chang Jie showed the packaging bag in his hand and said, "Look at my cousin, I have prepared your clothes for you." ”
"Oh no, I don't ......"
"That's it! What's so fun about that kind of otaku gathering place, Xiaoxin, let's go ......"
"Nope! In comparison, I think the party or something is heaven! ”
"Cut! In that case, I'll go with me. ”
"That." Nightingale twisted: "In order to protect the safety of the young master, I have to go together." ”
"Then it's decided." Chang Jie said happily: "People who don't have cos clothes have bought them on the road, and today must be a happy day." Aha-"
Everyone's attention is focused on him, and the awkward atmosphere reveals a truth: It's clear that you're the only one!
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