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He Xie crossed.

There was no omen, no process, no dazzling visuals, and without even blinking an eye, he crossed over.

One second he was staring at the monitor, trying to bite a MiG's six-point and slip it into the sight's aura, the next he was sitting in the position of an Iroquois door gun shooter, wearing a flying helmet, in front of him a real M60, and the vast expanse of sky and ocean, with engines and rotors rumbling overhead.

It took him a while for the sudden change to react.

He began to shout, screaming hysterically.

He Xie never thought that he would encounter such an unfortunate thing, nor did he want to encounter it, but now, now that it has become a fact, it seems that there is nothing else to do but scream.

Although this is not the case.

He is so preoccupied with his tragic changes that he ignores his surroundings, otherwise he will discover the obvious truth: he is not the only one who has suffered this misfortune.

"Relax." An unfamiliar voice came through the headphones, "It's a common thing, it's not a big deal, I've encountered it before, one second my truck was still running wild in the Namibian grasslands, and the next second it smashed a western pioneer's carriage to pieces." ”

He Xie felt that this was not a consolation.

However, he stopped making meaningless noises and tilted his head to say thank you, only to see the person sitting in the passenger seat turn half of his body around.

The young man, who didn't look much older than him, had a cheerful smile on his face, but the purpose was to make the remark even less comforting. "Then he went crazy and became even more hysterical than you and fired 150 rounds at the bodies of the victims he hit and killed."

A right hand with a middle finger suddenly appeared out of the corner of He Xie's eye—according to his knowledge of the helicopter's seat layout, it belonged to another door gunner—and then he heard the voice just now: "Thank you!" ”

"You're welcome." The person sitting in the co-pilot seat saluted two middle fingers in return, and then said to He Xie: "If you follow an old Russian-made transport plane full of arms and fuel through a chrono storm that is enough to damage an interstellar warship, and then plunge headlong into the desert from an altitude of 9,000 meters, you will realize that the way you encounter is not much different from traveling." ”

It's like a comfort. He Xie thought about it, and at the same time felt that this person must be just talking nonsense.

It is unlikely that an old-fashioned Russian-made transport aircraft laden with arms and fuel is something that an ordinary Chinese citizen has a chance to touch, and an interstellar battleship? In addition to film and television entertainment products, He Xie doesn't know where else to see them......

But so is the crossing.

He Xie shook his head and decided to forget about this inconsequential issue.

"Thanks, I'm feeling better now." The first half of this sentence is somewhat contrary to intentions, but the focus is on the second half of it: "Where are we?" ”

He Xie hopes that there will be a good answer to this question. Although, given the length and scope of the Iroquois helicopter's service, coupled with the door gun system still equipped with the M60 machine gun, he knew that there wasn't much to choose from, and that few answers were good, and that most of the end results would be nothing more than a moment before he would be warmly welcomed by a whole group of Charlie, armed with AKs and RPGs.

Or worse, Charlie has something else besides AK and RPG.

They make him nervous.

But the person sitting in the passenger seat didn't answer his question, as if he hadn't heard it — or he just wanted to introduce himself first: "Guo Bo." ”

There are others.

"That grumpy guy just now is Qin Lang. I hate to admit it, but he was my classmate. Then, he pointed to the pilot next to him and changed his tone of pride at the same time, "This is Mo Fei, my partner, and the best pilot I know." ”

It was only at this time that He Xie realized that the pilot who had not spoken all this time was also a traverser.

He was tempted to make some new meaningless noise.

Could it be that it is impossible to be a pilot - He Xie does not believe Guo Bo's words, there is no truth at all: think about the number of pilots in China, how high is the probability of encountering one of them after crossing over? And on the mainland, even if there were a few people who flew over the Iroquois, most of them could be counted on one hand, and he didn't think he had such good luck.

If he had, he wouldn't have somehow become a recruit in the army of traversers.

It's too bad, everything is terrible.

"Oh," he muttered, "that's wonderful." ”

"I think this distrust is disappointing." Mo Fei's voice rang out, low and threatening. He didn't make any more moves, maybe he wanted to, but Guo Bo stopped him with a gesture.

"You should have faith in Mo Fei," he told He Xie, "and it's good for you." ”

"Is this a warning or a consolation?"

"It all depends on the way you look at the problem."

He Xie rolled his eyes. He is not afraid, this "pilot" will throw him down at most, but since the helicopter will either crash or be shot down by Charlie in the end, his situation will not be fundamentally different, it will not get better, and it will not get worse.

He didn't need to be afraid.

Guo Bo obviously saw this as well. "Your perception is too negative—"

No matter what he had to say, he had to stop: a young man in blue suddenly appeared in the cabin, like a monster refresh in an online game, one second he was not there, the next was already there.

"That's how you appeared." He gestured to He Xie.

He Xie nodded. "I know."

It's easy to guess, and the reaction of the new hapless guy: he frozes for a moment, then starts yelling.

"It's the same as you." Guo Bo continued.

He Xie nodded again. "I know."

"I mean, you don't have to be ashamed."

"Thanks, but I didn't."

"Really?" Guo Bo's surprise was undoubtedly faked, which made He Xie want to punch him in the face. But the idea was only an idea after all, and in the middle of them was the crew compartment of the helicopter and a new traverser, and they had managed to get his attention.

He pounced on Guo Bo and grabbed him like a straw. "Who are you? What is this place? ”

"Calm down." Guo ** opened him, "You just crossed over." ”

"What?"

"Crossing!" Guo Bo thought for a while, "Do you want to read online novels?" ”

"I watch it every day."

"You're the protagonist of a web novel now." He patted the newcomer on the shoulder and added, "Probably." ”

In He Xie's opinion, maybe Guo Bo thinks that every traveler should be elated, maybe he has to dance a dance to celebrate—of course, not here—but in fact, there will not be many people who are willing to cross, such as how to cooperate himself, and the new person.

"!" He called, "Let me go back, I still have a PPT to pay!" ”

"I'm afraid you'll have to forget your PPT." Guo Bo said with regret, "No one here knows how we crossed here, so no one knows how to go back-"

"You're not right." Qin Lang suddenly spoke. He Xie originally thought that he was just being exposed by Guo Bo and decided to keep his mouth shut to avoid more embarrassment, but now it seems that he is busy investigating his own situation, and by the way, he plans to fight back: "If you don't spend your time with ......"

Realizing that he hadn't introduced himself yet, He Xie quickly made up for this omission. "He Xie."

"Really?" Qin Lang looked surprised, "He Xie? ”

He Xie was also surprised. "What's the problem?"

"I got caught in the pincers of a river crab, last time." Qin Lang's tone was annoyed, but he didn't say much—as long as Guo Bo was still here, he couldn't say too much.

Guo Bo will always expose his details: "Before being caught by pliers, he can only survive." ”

Unfortunately, he also has a bit of a black history, and Qin Lang turned it out: "It's much better than a guy who heard that he might be targeted by river crabs and quickly blew up the nest." ”

"It was an accident." Guo Bo shot back, "Besides, it was Mo Fei's people." ”

"We all know what the truth of the matter is."

"It's weird!"

He Xie felt that Guo Bo was a little angry, but he didn't understand what the two were talking about at all, and he didn't care. "Wait!" He shouted, "Qin Lang, what did you want to say just now?" ”

Qin Lang understood what he meant. "I noticed that I had an extra bracelet on my hand, so I spent a little time researching it."

"So?"

"Do you know about infinite streaming?"

"I know, but I don't like it, what I like is the overhead ......" He Xie finally reacted, "You mean, this is an infinite flow of plot world...... Are we in a movie? ”

"I'm sorry."

While amazed that he could still remain calm in the face of such a living answer, He Xie continued to ask: "Which one?" ”

"The one with a super invincible gorilla."

"Skull Island?" Composure quickly disintegrated. He Xie would rather face a whole battalion of Charlie, armed to the teeth, than face a grumpy super gorilla: if he is hit by a bullet, he may be able to rescue it, but if he is stepped on by King Kong, let alone rescue, most of them can even save the aftermath.

Besides, King Kong is not the only monster on that island, not even the most threatening, even if he follows the protagonist all the time, he will eventually run into a skeleton monster, and he can't escape without an accident.

It might even turn into the last snack of the Skeleton Monster before it dies.

It's a tragedy, and it's disgusting.

Even if it's just to think about it.

"I'm going to throw up."

"Hold on, man." Guo Bo called, "I tried it just now, there is a barrier on the outside of this helicopter, probably to prevent someone from falling before the plot starts, if you throw up, it will only get yourself and make the cabin stink." ”

"Shut up!"

"Hey, don't get angry at me, it's not my fault." Guo Bo raised his hands, not actually taking He Xie's anger seriously, nor did he feel how inappropriate his performance was.

"You're not worried at all?" He Xie glared at him, and glanced at the last person who came in by the way. He seemed stunned and motionless, but that's how a normal person should react......

Just a little overkill.

In any case, Guo Bo's reaction must not be normal. Strangely, this attitude of his is by no means pretended. This made He Xie feel that he was either crazy, or he had no fear.

He heard Guo Bo's laughter. "I'm going to take care of everything."

So, there is no "either", they are all at the same time: he thinks he has nothing to fear, but in fact there is just a mental problem.

He Xie told himself that it was better to stay away from him for a while.

If only this helicopter can land safely.

Just as he was thinking this, it suddenly moved.

It's falling.

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