Under the influence of the torrent of time, 1 year in the world of strange things is equal to 12 hours in reality, and unconsciously, Zhang Longchu has been in the farm swivel for nearly 20 days. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because it was winter, the work on the farm was not busy, and most of the livestock had been slaughtered, so although people often went in and out of the utility shed during this period, they all picked up a few bundles of stored grass and left, and there was no trace of Tibetans in the warehouse, which made him more and more bold unconsciously.

Therefore, the scenery in front of him is constantly changing, from the magnificent mountains and rivers to the pitchfork, the dilapidated planter engine, and the haystack, Zhang Longchu sat up on the beam, and saw through the narrow ventilation window that the sun was setting outside, and he walked forward without any scruples, and the **** body was as soft as a snake with wings, silently passing through the window and falling to the ground.

Looking around, he saw several trucks slowly passing by the road not far away, and he bent down and instantly hid in the shadow of the sunset in the sunset.

After that, when the truck was far away, he immediately used his unimaginable jumping ability to weave through the shadows of the buildings on the farm, and soon found himself outside the back kitchen window of the owner's house.

At this time, the windows of the wooden farmhouse were closed and clearly locked.

Zhang Longchu put his ear on the wall and listened, and after making sure that there was no one, he stood up, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hidden pin of the glass window, and penetrated the spiritual power in his body into the window lattice through the contact of the skin.

Two or three seconds later, there was a very slight 'pop' sound that reached his ears.

"It's on." A hint of joy appeared on Zhang Longchu's face, and he muttered two words in his mouth, and with a slight stroke of his palm as if it was sticky, the window was silently opened a wide slit.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of food and a warm beige light rushed towards him through the crack in the window, so that he couldn't help but take a deep breath and smell it, while saying to himself: "It's the taste of potato beef soup and seafood pancakes, I ate very well today...", while going down the window gap as if there were no bones, and got into the kitchen.

Tomatoes, potatoes and beef were stewed in the electric pot, and several dinner plates were stacked with fragrant pancakes next to it, everything was exactly as Zhang Longchu imagined.

I saw that he didn't even delay for a second before scooping up the thick soup with a spoon and tasting it, smashing his mouth with an intoxicated expression, and then feasting on it at a very fast speed.

It took less than a minute to fill his stomach, Zhang Longchu jumped back outside along the crack in the window, just closed the window, and was about to leave, when he heard a faint shout from the kitchen, "Mom, Mom, come and see, there is a lot less food today, the window is obviously closed, is it really ghostly, is the ghost doing it...";

"Don't talk nonsense, Morley, there are no ghosts in this world, I said it was a weasel or a raccoon that stole our food, it's okay, it's not easy for these poor little creatures to survive the winter...";

"Oh, dear Lisa, how can there be a raccoon in this world that can pry open a window and steal food, there is only one animal that can do such a thing, and that is man, although I don't know what kind of bastard will come to the wilderness to steal food, but it seems that it will not work without teaching him a lesson...".

Secretly smiling at the conversation of the farmer's family, Zhang Longchu bent down and quietly walked to the edge of the shadow of the farmhouse, kicked his feet lightly on the ground, jumped more than a meter high, crossed an arc in mid-air, and fell in the shadow of the backlight of the livestock shed.

Then, just as he was about to continue jumping back to the warehouse of the miscellaneous goods, he suddenly saw a military vehicle in the distance turning on the road, driving into the farmstead, and stopping in the spacious open space outside the farmhouse where the master lived.

The car stopped, and two sergeants wearing straight military uniforms with solemn expressions pushed the door and walked out, although they didn't look like they were on a combat mission, they still touched Zhang Longchu's sensitive nerves.

"Could it be that the FBI and the military forces are searching for me, it's impossible, even if the matter of the B9 laboratory building is exposed, but I didn't steal the nuclear fuel, there is no serious aftermath, unless the Millican intelligence department is crazy, it will never mobilize a large number of people to search for me..."

And while Zhang Longchu was thinking wildly, the two Mi soldiers strolled to the door of the farmhouse and rang the doorbell 'Ding Dong, Ding Dong...'.

Soon, the man's rough voice came from the room: "Who, who is knocking on the door?" ”

"We are the External Liaison Officer of the Office of the Ministry of Defense of the United States of America. Mr. Wilton? The captain at the head of the sergeant replied in a deep voice.

When the words landed, I suddenly heard a 'poof' sound from the farmhouse that looked like someone had fallen, and then a little girl's voice rang out, "Mom, what's wrong with you, Mom..."

Hearing the sound in the farmhouse, the sergeants outside the door did not rush or urge, let alone show the slightest impatience, but became more solemn, quietly waiting for the door to be opened.

After looking at the family of 3 standing in the beige swaying light, the tall captain with a typical square face of a Mi man, gave a standard military salute, and said solemnly: "Mr. and Mrs. Wilton."

I'm sorry to tell you both, your son Jeff. While serving at the Army's 9th Army Headquarters, Sergeant Wilton died in a blitzkrieg.

He was a model and a benchmark for our all-meter soldiers, and Millican thanked your entire family for their great dedication..."

The officer's words were obviously clichés, but his voice seemed extremely sincere, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the wailing cry of the hostess of the farmhouse, "No, no, no, Jeff won't, Jeff won't die, he is an engineer in charge of the maintenance of the base, so he doesn't have to go to the battlefield..."

"I'm sorry and sorry, ma'am, it's really a pity, I'm sorry." Looking at the grief-stricken face of the middle-aged woman, the officer said in an extremely heavy and sad tone.

Hearing this, standing beside the middle-aged woman, the powerful man with a blue face supported his wife with one hand so that she would not collapse to the ground;

He took the death notice issued by the Ministry of Defense from the officer's hand and said stiffly: "It's okay Mr. Captain, it's okay."

I'm also a soldier, I once fought on the plane of the Green Feather Bird, I know war, how cruel war is, my son is just unlucky, no one blames me.

However, when he died, there was nothing, no pain, right..."Speaking of the last sentence, this strong man finally couldn't suppress the pain in his heart, his voice became hoarse, and there was a tear in the corner of his eye, which slowly slipped down.

Faced with this situation, even if it is impossible to know that the man named Jeff. Wilton's sergeant's death, but the officer still lied without hesitation: "Sergeant Jeff's death was very sudden, and he stopped breathing without feeling the slightest pain. ”

"That's good, that's good." Smith. Wilton took a deep breath and nodded, squeezing out a smile on his face and said, "Captain, thank you for coming to tell us Jeff's news, although this news is not very good, but it is inevitable that a soldier will have such a fate."

By the way, you should have dinner, my wife just made tomato beef soup and seafood pancakes, she is very good, you can stay and eat together. ”

Staying at someone else's house for dinner after notifying him of his death, as long as he was a person of normal thinking, no one would do it, and after listening to his invitation, the officer naturally declined with a grateful expression on his face: "Thank you very much for your kindness, Mr. Wilton, but we still have a mission to do, sorry." After saluting again, Lizheng turned around and led his men to get into the car and leave the farm.

Watching this scene from afar, Zhang Longchu, who was hiding in the shadows, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and silently thought in his heart: "These soldiers really didn't come to hunt me down...", and when the Wilton couple helped each other to close the door, they quietly slipped back into the utility shed.

Later, because he was anxious to cross the torrent of time and thoroughly digest the fruits of the growth of strange things, he didn't think about what it meant for an engineer who served in the headquarters of the Milican Marine Army to die in the war mysteriously, so he lay on the beam and turned his mind, entered the world of strange things, and began to descend terrifying blizzards on the land of the Indokhanate like a god.

Originally, whether it was the territory area, the wealth of products, or the degree of social and economic stability and prosperity, the Injia Khanate was far from the Chulong clan, and the only ones who could compete were the same fierce folk customs, strong knight troops, and shamans with the same extraordinary power as warlocks, but with different cultivation systems.

Now the continuous natural disasters continue to come without warning, even basic food and clothing can not be guaranteed, no matter how fierce the warriors and extraordinary people can not dispel the shadow of hunger, in the case of unable to break through the enemy who is waiting for work, the steely and solid defense line, unable to survive the famine by plunder, the entire Indokhanate soon became a meat grinder for many tribes to kill each other.

In this way, without mercy, he had a bird's-eye view of the tragedies staged by the indigenous countries of the world of strange things, Zhang Longchu suspended in the air and waited patiently for more than ten years, feeling that the enemy was already like a ripe peach, and he could pick it with his hand, and the Chulong clan had finally established an effective rule on the land of the annexed former Great Yin Dynasty, and finally felt that the time was ripe.

Taking the opportunity of issuing an oracle in 20 years, the believers set off a war of annihilation against the Injia Khan, and in just ten days, the 7th army of the Chulong clan slaughtered almost all the resistance forces of the Injia Khanate, and in the confluence of the holy mountain Zhumabiya, which symbolizes the majesty of the royal court, the supreme ruler of the Injia Khan, Tie Teda, jumped off the cliff and died, easily swallowing the entire territory of the enemy country. (To be continued.) )