After leaving the combat command room, Yang Xiaoqian was led by an armed police soldier to the treatment room, which was another tent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Qian and Fang Yu were lying on two marching beds in the tent, the bracket supported their thin bodies, and the not wide canvas could barely accommodate their shoulders, but fortunately, they were both in a deep coma and would not easily roll over and fall.

"This is your wounded barracks?" Yang Xiaoqian looked at the simple layout in the tent that could be described as simple, and asked, "What about the military doctor?" ”

The young soldier who led the way did not squint and replied coldly: "This is not a wounded barracks, this is a treatment room, and we do not have a wounded barracks." The medic is resting, they are not in any danger and do not need care. ”

Yang Xiaoqian was slightly annoyed by his bad attitude for no reason, and then thought about it, since it was a finger before the corpse, there was really no need to establish a wounded barracks - after all, those who were injured in the process of fighting zombies would be infected and transformed into zombies.

"Well, let's get out." Yang Xiaoqian walked to Yu Qian's bed and waved his hand casually behind him.

The vicious battles for several days had already made Yang Xiaoqian feel tired, and the negotiations with Liu Yuanzhou were even more exhausting and patient. Since the young Brother A Bing didn't give himself a good look, Yang Xiaoqian, who was in a poor mental state, didn't bother to respond well.

The armed police soldier glared at Yang Xiaoqian's back, did not salute, and turned around and walked out of the tent directly.

Yang Xiaoqian moved an iron basin and put it on the ground as a low chair, staring at Yu Qian, who was sleeping like a baby, and smiled evilly.

"Let you pretend, this time it's a long lesson. I don't know how long it will take to wake up. Yang Xiaoqian muttered quietly, and his right hand, which was putting it in his trouser pocket and taking out a cigarette box, suddenly froze.

If memory serves, Yu Qian's pocket watch was in the right pocket of his pants.

Out of respect for Yang Xiaoqian and others, Geng Zhiping's subordinates did not search Yu Qian and Fang Yu, who were unconscious.

Therefore, the pocket watch that hides many secrets should lie quietly in Yu Qian's right trouser pocket at this moment.

The heart stopped for half a beat, then thumped. "To take, or not to take? That's a problem. Yang Xiaoqian immediately fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Something like this, full of secrets, of course, must be firmly in your own hands, take it! Why not take it?

But Yu Qian is his friend, is it appropriate to steal his things without permission? This is not only a moral issue, but also a bad impact on the relationship between the two people.

No, no, no, since they're friends, what's the big deal about taking a look at his pocket watch?

But this Yu Qian is not a dead friend who has been with him for more than ten years, just a visitor from another world who has known each other for less than half a month. With his suspicious nature, he will definitely ......

"Hmm, what are you doing?" Fang Yu on the other marching bed didn't know when he woke up, and his strange and puzzled gaze stayed on Yang Xiaoqian's hand that stretched out to Yu Qian's pants and stopped halfway.

"Huh" Yang Xiaoqian withdrew his right hand like an electric shock, tried his best to remain calm and explained: "It's not what you think. ”

"Not what I thought it would be?" Fang Yu's face became even paler, and the eyes that looked at Yang Xiaoqian were even more weird.

"Did you misunderstand something?" Yang Xiaoqian's mind was so delicate and sensitive, he guessed what Fang Yu was thinking in an instant, and waved his hand again and again with an expression of-like expression on his face, "You misunderstood!" It's really not what you think. ”

Fang Yu was not a stupid person, so in order to avoid embarrassment, he immediately nodded and changed the topic: "What about the sunspot?" ”

"You mean that classmate of yours?" Yang Xiaoqian thought about it carefully and replied, "It should be placed nearby, you have a good rest first, and I will have someone bring him in a while." ”

Now that Fang Yu has become an awakened person and has a powerful ability to destruct, Yang Xiaoqian's attitude towards him has changed greatly, just like Yu Qian's change when Yang Xiaoqian awakened.

Although he does not agree with Yu Qian's set, Yang Xiaoqian will not treat any awakened person with contempt or indifference.

"Thank you." Fang Yu didn't boast of being a high-end shelf in the face of his life-saving benefactor, and bowed his head respectfully and thanked him, "Do you want me to go out?" ”

"No, do you want to rest here and drink water?" Yang Xiaoqian said while pouring water for Fang Yu, "I have bad news for you, the girl who traveled with you didn't come back." ”

Fang Yu fell silent.

"We badly wounded the murderer, the mutant, but we had an accident and couldn't kill him. The specific process, wait a while, your friend comes, you can ask him. Yang Xiaoqian turned his head sideways, unwilling to look at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's eyes were bloodshot and he cried silently.

Yang Xiaoqian gritted his teeth and continued: "After that, we will lead the team to hunt him down and clear out the mutants along the way, will you go?" ”

"Go!" Fang Yu almost gritted his teeth and a word popped out of his mouth.

Seeing that Fang Yu decided to join the mutant hunting team regardless of the danger under the stimulation of his words, Yang Xiaoqian did not have the slightest joy in his heart, but felt disgusted for his unscrupulous behavior to achieve his goals.

The long silence made the sound outside the tent clear.

In addition to the footsteps of the patrol team passing by every once in a while, there is also a slight irrepressible crying, for the people who were rescued by Yang Xiaoqian, being able to cry out loud is a hard-won luxury.

After all, people without privilege are not allowed to vent their emotions on the thorny road.

"Have you ever seen a prison break? That American drama. Fang Yu wiped away the tears and broke the silence.

"Nope." Yang Xiaoqian shook his head, his high school career was tense, how could he have time to chase dramas.

"The protagonist of the prison break has a mental illness and he has a strong resonance for the suffering around him. He can't sit idly by and ignore the difficulties of others, and he cares more about the happiness of others than his own. When someone is killed, he is willing to disrupt his own plans and sacrifice his own interests to help others as much as possible. Fang Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to show a wry smile, but he couldn't, "I may have some tendencies like this. ”

"Oh?" Yang Xiaoqian leaned over slightly, supported his knees with his elbows, and made a listening gesture. When everyone has something to talk to, it doesn't matter if you can't make a constructive suggestion or don't understand what the other person is saying, just listen carefully, and the other person will definitely feel the kindness and be grateful.

"What do you call this kind of person now?" Fang Yu thought for a moment, not quite sure, "Holy?" ”

"No, no, no!" Yang Xiaoqian hurriedly corrected, "If you want me to say, the virgin refers to those who sacrifice the interests of others to forcibly reflect their own glory, for example, in the news a while ago, a minor raped and killed a female classmate, and a large number of irrelevant people shouted about the Law on the Protection of Minors and the Human Rights Protection Law, demanding a light sentence, and blocking the door of the victim's parents to ask them to express tolerance and jointly sign a letter. This kind of person is called a. ”

"And those who are willing to sacrifice their own interests to help others should be said to be the Virgin." Yang Xiaoqian pointed at Fang Yu, "For example, if you are unable to protect yourself, you have to flee with a child you never know...... Of course, Our Lady is not a derogatory term in my eyes, and it is really admirable that you can do this, regardless of whether you have made the right choice or not. ”

"Thank you." Fang Yu's eyes were misty, and his tone was low, "Then, you won't feel uncomfortable when you hear those cries outside?" Do you really want to hear their miserable cries and see their desperate expressions? ”

Yang Xiaoqian didn't know how to answer this question, so he had to be perfunctory.

"Well, it's fine." After all, people are social animals, and they will resonate and empathize with their peers. Yang Xiaoqian asked himself if he was not an "absolutely rational" mental patient, and it was impossible to say that there were no waves in his heart.

"With great power comes great responsibility, and now we have the ability that they don't have, shouldn't we stand up and do something?" Fang Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore and said what he wanted to say.

Yang Xiaoqian doesn't believe in this, the greater the ability, the greater the power, it's almost the same. What ability is greater, the responsibility is greater, in Yang Xiaoqian's view, it is just a sophistry used by the weak to restrain the strong. Whether there is responsibility or not, whether there is a sense of responsibility depends on each person's concept.

But when refusing, somehow, the ghost made the god send to say what he heard his mother say when he was a child: "Heroes don't end well, and recklessness will only kill yourself." ”

"There are no heroes who are afraid of death!" Fang Yu raised his head and looked directly into Yang Xiaoqian's eyes, Yang Xiaoqian seemed to see a flame in his eyes.

"Huh." Yang Xiaoqian laughed dryly and stopped responding.

The crying outside gradually subsided under the comfort of the soldiers in front of him, and Yang Xiaoqian lifted the tent curtain just in time to see the patrol walking with firm steps.

They are all ordinary people, none of them have superpowers, and they are just as vulnerable to the zombie tide as they are to mutants.

But they are not afraid of hardship, they are not afraid of death.

Carrying their bags and spears, they stepped over the wall of mechanical artillery fire and stepped into a dangerous distance.

They have something that Yang Xiaoqian doesn't have: courage.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, the coldness of the lungs still couldn't help calm to take over, and the deep-rooted hero complex sprouted again, Yang Xiaoqian turned his head and asked Fang Yu: "Yuanjiang Compatriots Rescue Association, referred to as Yuanjiang Rescue Association, what do you think of this name?" ”

(Tomorrow I will be on the classification of strong push, I am very worried, tomorrow I will start to explode the liver on the premise of ensuring quality!) Please give me a wave of ultimate support~~~ Thank you! Good luck all the last night of 2016)