"Bang Bang ......"

A soft voice sounded, Fang Yan, who was standing in front of the window, turned his head, Yan Hongchang walked in with a stack of documents, sat on the sofa next to him, and gently rested the documents on the coffee table.

"I looked at what you recorded in your power armor."

In a word, the silence was broken.

Yan Hongchang looked up at Fang Yan and said the next sentence softly, "The think tank said that we can't criticize and educate you too much to prevent you from resisting us, and we should understand you and guide you with a tolerant attitude, but Fang Yan, do you think I should say the next words?" ”

"Say it!" Fang Yan replied, turned around, and faced Yan Hongchang.

"To be honest, I don't understand what you did in the last 'Resident Evil'." Yan Hongchang's tone was very light, but every word seemed to contain huge pressure.

"I ......" the dialect opened its mouth, but still couldn't say the second word.

"Do you think it's awesome to have power armor now? With power armor can do anything? Yan Hongchang looked at the dialect and said, the gaze in his eyes was sharp, looking directly at people's hearts.

"No, it's not omnipotent, it can't fly, it can only run, it can only be used on land, and when it comes to the sea and outer space, you can't do it!" Yan Hongchang paused, "And you, it's the same now, you can only run, you can't fly yet!" ”

"I know......" Fang Yan whispered.

"You don't know!" Yan Hongchang replied categorically, picked up a document next to him, and said, "This is a promotion document, you are now a lieutenant colonel!" ”

Fang Yan didn't speak, nor did he take the document, just looked at Yan Hongchang quietly.

"Heh, let's not talk about this for now, let's evaluate yourself, how much was right and how wrong you did in the last time and space." Yan Hongchang chuckled lightly and took the promotion document back.

Silence, solidification, spread in this room again, looking at Yan Hongchang sitting in front of him, Fang Yan took a deep breath,

"First, we started to act without a plan, second, we didn't set a route to escape, third, we didn't think about any possible contingencies, and fourth, we didn't think about any possible contingencies, and fourth, we ......"

"Stop!"

Yan Hongchang interrupted Fang Yan's words, raised his head, and looked at Fang Yan expressionlessly, "You still don't understand your biggest problem now, let me ask you, how many time and space travel have you done now?" ”

"8 times!" Fang Yan replied without thinking about it.

"yes, 8 times, and you survived 8 times." Yan Hongchang said, picked up the teapot next to him and slowly poured a glass of water out, "Resident Evil is actually not much of a threat to you, is it?" Especially when the virus doesn't have any effect on you? ”

Fang Yan nodded.

"So, in the past, when you were facing difficulties, you were able to deal with everything calmly, but when you faced these situations that were not dangerous to you, you began to become arrogant and reckless." Yan Hongchang said, picked up the water cup and took a sip,

"The people on the psychological team said that you are a normal reaction to sudden relaxation after extreme pressure, but I want to ask you a question, has your stress really disappeared?"

The tone was very light, but it was full of an inexplicable sense of pressure, as if he wanted to overwhelm the dialect.

"Tongues, don't let this turn into a vicious circle, you should remember that goal you had in the first place." Yan Hongchang continued, sighing.

"Live, I always remember!" The dialect replied softly.

"Yes, live, but you have to know that pride and arrogance will not keep you alive, and luck, it will not always be by your side." Yan Hongchang said, put down the glass teacup, and the bottom of the ceramic touched the glass, making a crisp sound.

"I know......" the dialect muttered.

"You're young, you're young, you were a student 4 months ago, but that's not a reason, none of us have walked the path you're walking now, so all we can do is help you grow and then tell you about our experience." Yan Hongchang continued, looking at the somewhat sluggish dialect and shaking his head.

"Don't let emotions affect your brain, you need to keep a heart of awe and a cool head at all times." Yan Hongchang said, stopped, picked up the water cup next to him and took another sip of water, quietly looking at the dialect in front of the window that was bowing his head and pondering.

"I see." After a long time, Fang Yan raised his head and said softly.

"Shen Du, dialect, what you need to do is this." Yan Hongchang sighed, "We don't have any idea to turn you into a killing machine, a cold-blooded agent, and we don't have any idea to destroy your nature, conscience or humanity, but remember, think more, think more, and then make a decision!" ”

"Good!"

"There's a lot we can do for you, but you have to cherish it."

Yan Hongchang said, left a few documents, straightened up again, looked at the dialect, thought about it, and added, "Your intelligence has been leaked, and the intelligence organizations of various countries are looking for you, so in the future, if you can come back in Huaxia, it will be in Huaxia." ”

"I'm sorry ......"

Hearing this, Yan Hongchang, who was walking outside the door, stopped, looked back at Fang Yan, and took out a copy of the document he was holding.

"If you want to say sorry, don't say it to me, don't say it to us, you should be sorry for the people on this document, 157 people who have no nationality and no identity, and this is the price of your growth."

Yan Hongchang took a breath, seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger, glanced deeply at the dialect, and stepped out of the room directly......

"Bang Bang!"

Fang Yan looked at the documents on the desktop blankly, walked over slowly, and picked up the documents on the coffee table, the list.

It's heavy, it's really heavy......

The first line above is the code name Lao Ma, whose real name is "Zhou Yuancheng......

He looked at it for a long time, until there was only a remnant sun left outside, and then he raised his head again and placed the form on the bookshelf next to him.

Walking back to the front of the coffee table, Fang Yan looked at a promotion document on it, picked it up and looked at the trash can next to it, put it back again, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Yan Ju, I don't think I'm eligible for a promotion right now!"

"Good!"

After a long time, a powerful echo came, and Fang Yan hung up the phone expressionlessly, walked to the window, and looked at the sky where only Caixia remained.

He knew that in the future, he would carry not only himself on his shoulders, but also 157 other people......