Chapter XXXII: The Military Department
The mother is a dream interpreter, and her daughter is also a dream interpreter, the genes of the Shen family are really strong enough, Mo Wen and Jing Yuan glanced at each other, but they thought about it.
Originally, it was impossible for them to sit idly by because of Shen Aoqing, but now when it comes to a healing dream interpreter, it must be managed.
"Mo Shao, do you have any clue?" Jingyuan asked.
Mo Wen rubbed his eyebrows, "The pamphlet given by Leng Hanyan mentions a similar organization, I don't know if it's right?" The military department, a community that recruits informal members on the periphery and relies on arms and past authority to maintain, can be regarded as a legacy of the real world in the nightmare space, and the development method of other societies is not the same, and the strength is considered to be above average in the shallow level of the first nightmare area, but because of the large number of people, sometimes they will add human lives to the action, and the major clubs are reluctant to provoke them! β
"And what do you think of our relationship with them?" Seeing that Shen Aoqing was furrowed and his face turned black when he was told by those survivors, Jing Yuan shook his head and secretly sighed that this classmate was still a little too naΓ―ve.
Those people in the military department obviously use these ordinary people as cannon fodder and free labor, this matter is not right or wrong, it can only be said that it is a new rule under the end of the world, and if these ordinary people are dragged into the water because of this, they will be wronged.
Although he had not been in contact with it, Jing Yuan was sure that this organization suspected of being the military department was definitely different from that of ordinary people and dream interpreters like them, which could be seen from the fact that Shen's mother was protected.
Mo Wen thought for a moment, and his face was slightly heavy.
"It's not easy to say, with the relationship between Shen Aoqing's mother, it shouldn't be very likely that we will be enemies, but Xiao Hei, have you noticed, although this Uncle Yang is very anxious, but his expression is far from despair, which means that his daughter is at least not a big problem now, what do you think this means?"
Jing Yuan's face also became ugly when he heard this, "I'm afraid that ordinary people's words won't last so long after being bitten, that is to say, Uncle Yang's daughter is also a dream interpreter, and the military department not only did not save her, but also prevented these survivors from contacting Shen's mother, indicating that the other party is not recruited by any dream interpreters, and some dream interpreters with poor talent can also be equated with artillery fire in their eyes." β
Jingyuan has always been very sensible, the positions of survivors, dream interpreters, and the military department are clearly divided, at the beginning he thought that he and others should be on the side of the military department, and it was still necessary to find another backer in the face of the threat of Bauhinia, but now it seems that he is thinking too simply, and there are also contradictions between the dream interpreter and the military department, and it is difficult to say how to choose the last few people.
Mo Wen was more optimistic than him, patting Jingyuan on the back and smiling, "Forget it, it's useless to think too much, wait for them to come over and then see the opportunity!" β
The gas station was located in the center of the town, and Mo Wen and the others did not hide it when they drove over, and if this was not discovered, they would have to reassess the military department.
Sure enough, after a while, a sound of footsteps came from an alley on the left.
Seven or eight heavily armed survivors followed a middle-aged man with a square face and a scar on his left cheek from around the corner.
Mo Wen noticed that when this group of people came over, the survivors surrounding Shen Aoqing obviously cowered, and many of them quietly took a few steps back and hid behind the others.
"Who of you does this armored car belong to?"
Perhaps because he still has the ability of a soldier in his bones, the middle-aged man went straight to the point after coming over, looking at the armored car parked next to the gas station by Mo Wen and the others, and he did not hide the heat in his eyes.
"Mine, sir, what's wrong with this?"
Mo Wen stood up from the crowd and said, his eyes looked at the middle-aged man,ββ his clothes were the kind of simple green camouflage military uniform, with faint blood stains on it, a pistol hanging from the belt around his waist, and a dagger tied to the calf of his boots, a standard field troop dress.
Judging from the formation that came over, his status should not be low, but this equipment is still a little worse than the subordinates holding Wei Chong behind him, either this person is not on the front line, or there is no need to rely on it, judging from the faint bloody aura on the other party's body, Mo Wen is more inclined to the former guess.
And when he was observing the other party, the other party was also observing him, looking at Mo Wen's young appearance and slightly frivolous temperament, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, and his face became a little solemn when he saw the submachine gun in his and Jing Yuan's hands.
"You're from the military of this world?"
Although he knew that it was unlikely, the middle-aged man still asked, because of the particularity of the community they belonged to, their contact with the world's military was another process.
Mo Wen shook his head, "No, we are dream interpreters, and this armored car was obtained from a nightmare realm not long ago!" β
"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the attitude of Mo Wen and the others was much better, "This world has just been integrated into the nightmare space, and it has encountered the nightmare realm so quickly, I don't know whether to say that you are lucky or unlucky, judging from the harvest, it should be the former!" β
Having also experienced the nightmare himself, the middle-aged man naturally understood how terrible those places were, no matter how Mo Wen and the others survived, they could no longer treat each other as newcomers.
"Zhang Zhiyong, the sixth search team of the Fenyang Military Headquarters in the shallow level of the First Nightmare District, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
The middle-aged man stretched out a hand and introduced himself with a solemn expression.
"Mo Wen, Jing Yuan, Zhu Junlong, Shen Aoqing, the students of Suzhou and Hangzhou Zifeng School Park, all in one class, are all dream interpreters!"
Mo Wen held the palm of the other party's hand, and the other hand swiped through several people one by one.
"It's actually a full dream interpreter team, which is really rare!" A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Zhiyong's eyes, in addition to looking for supplies, these search teams also shoulder the heavy responsibility of finding talents for the military department, the chance of giving birth to a dream interpreter among ordinary people is only 1 in 100,000, it is a big surprise to be able to encounter so many at one time, but I don't know how the talent is, if it is not bad, I am afraid that this recruitment task will be lost.
It was only when he secretly wrote down the names of a few people in his heart that he suddenly realized something, and his eyes turned to stare at Shen Aoqing, "Your name is Shen Aoqing, or from Zifeng Academy, could it be that you are the daughter of Deputy Captain Shen?" β
"What Vice Captain Shen?" Because of the words of these survivors of Uncle Yang just now, Shen Aoqing was very uninterested in these people from the military department, and his tone was a little unkind, "I don't know who you are talking about, my mother is Shen Yaxiang, I heard Uncle Yang say that you hid her!" β
"Hurry up and release my mother, Qian'er is still waiting for her to heal her injuries!"