Sitting on the bed, Huang Zhi muttered to himself, "Two pieces of advice? As an adversary, why should I listen to him? ”

Turning his head to look around, he finally returned to his familiar dwelling. Look at your right arm again, it's as good as ever. Huang Zhi was once again unsure, "Is there a dream world?" Or did I have three related dreams in a row? ”

After thinking for a while, he jumped out of bed and grabbed the phone on the table, "Damn broken phone, it's out of battery again!" Go buy a new one today, or you don't know how many customers you're going to run away from later! ”

In modern society, most young people use mobile phones instead of watches and alarm clocks, and Huang Zhi couldn't find a second timer in his room, so he had to plug his mobile phone into the charger and force it on.

The screen lights up, and the first thing that pops up is the time, "Ten twenty-five, oh my God, it's late!" Huang Zhi patted his head in pain. Calling out the date again, Wednesday on September 8, it seems that another day has indeed passed, and yesterday was not a dream during the day. In this way, the dream world does exist.

Since he was already late, Huang Zhi simply made a phone call to the company to ask for leave, lying that he had been sick yesterday and had a high fever. He didn't have enough rest in Donghai Town last night, and vaguely remembered that he was too tired to fall asleep on the bench in the town office.

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"Hey, bro, wake up!" Feeling that he had just closed his eyes, why did someone wake him up, Huang Zhi waved his hand impatiently.

"Brother, I really admire you Orientals! The beaches of Normandy are almost here, and you can still sleep! The voice persistently argued with Huang Zhi.

"Normandy?" Huang Zhi opened his eyes and found that he was no longer in a snail house, but in a closed cabin, which was very turbulent. There was a faint sour smell in the air, which made people smell very uncomfortable. A row of GIs with old-fashioned rifles sat directly opposite, and Huang Zhi also had a row on his side. The sound that kept croaking came from the left, a black man.

"Hell, you can enter the dream world even if you sleep in the daytime!" Huang Zhi felt that he was completely tragic.

"Hey, Brother East, my name is James, it's okay to call me Jamie." The black man was even more excited when he saw Huang Zhi wake up, but he didn't know what he was excited about.

"My name is Huang Zhi." Out of politeness, had to answer the other party.

"Yellow chicken? Am I being standard? James, the black man, apparently had little faith in himself, "Oh God, you Oriental names are so awkward." ”

"Well, yellow chickens are yellow chickens. Where are we now? "Sleeping in a daze, Huang Zhi first needs to determine where his third night is? Why are there some black, white and white American GIs around him, but there is no second yellow man?

"Normandy, Brother Yellow Chicken, you slept so well that you forgot our combat mission. We need to seize Normandy, build a bridgehead for the Allied counterattack on the European continent, and land in five minutes. Oh God, you Orientals are so good, not nervous at all! Black James yelled, attracting the attention of most of the people in the cabin.

"You're so nervous, James." Huang Zhi tried to persuade the other party to be quieter, but it was too noisy for him to think.

"Oh God, no, I'm not nervous! I can still tell jokes! James's tone was raised by a dozen decibels. In our hometown, if white and black people love each other, guess what they say? ”

Huang Zhi didn't even have time to guess, so James gave the answer, "Cream chocolate, yes, they call it cream chocolate." So I was thinking, what if an Oriental and a black man were together? Haha, that's butter chocolate, haha, butter chocolate. ”

For James, Huang Zhi could only think that he was hopeless, so he could only go down and say, "Yes, yes." I can also tell you that if two men were together, people in seventy years would call it Brokeback Mountain. ”

"Brokeback Mountain? What's that? James was confused. And in the United States in the forties, gay love was still quite a secret thing, and he didn't even understand why two men were "together".

"James, I said can you shut up. Oh shit, you're so noisy. "A big white man muttering diagonally across from him, apparently fed up with James' noise bombardment, which was even more annoying than the occasional German shell flying overhead." Don't you realize that the yellow chicken doesn't want to listen to you at all? ”

Looking at the white man who was much stronger than himself, James restrained himself and asked in Huang Zhi's ear in a low voice, "Yellow chicken, tell me, are you listening to me." ”

Huang Zhi nodded helplessly, "Yes, I'm listening." ”

At this moment, a loud bang erupted above the cabin, and everyone was shocked to the point of instant deafness, and there was no need to listen to James's noise again. A German shell hit the landing craft, shrapnel tore a large hole in the roof of the compartment, and the sea breeze poured in. This is nothing, what is even worse is that a few small pieces of shrunnel hit James's comrades, and several American GIs fell in a pool of blood, dead or alive.

Huang Zhi watched with some numbness as the paramedics ran over from the other end of the cabin to check on the injuries of those people. He remembered the first piece of advice Ma Qiang gave him last night, "Anything is possible on the third night, which is called the 'newcomer threshold'. If the first night's mission is ordinary, the third night is quite difficult for newcomers who have not yet learned combat skills. No matter what battlefield it is, the identity of the newcomer on the first night must be a civilian, and he can avoid the combat zone; And from the beginning of the third night, the dreamman is fixed as a soldier on one side of the warring party, and he cannot avoid the war zone. ”

"It's worthy that everything is possible, and it's worthy of the 'newcomer threshold', which threw me directly into the European battlefield, and even the pitiful opportunities to travel abroad can be met by me. Or the beach-grabbing unit with the highest mortality rate, wouldn't it be more straightforward to send me directly to the guillotine of the French Revolution! ”

Huang Zhi didn't know much about the Normandy landings, after all, the world history in middle school was just a few words about this battle. He couldn't even remember whether the turning point in the European theater was the Battle of Moscow, the Normandy landings, or neither.

For the Normandy landings, most Chinese's most intuitive impression probably comes from the extremely real and bloody scenes of "Saving Private Rennes". Now it's okay, Huang Zhi will experience this battle in person, and the effect must be much better than what he watched in the theater at the beginning, but I don't know if he will be able to see the end of the show.

On the third night, as long as he crossed over, Huang Zhi crossed the threshold of newcomers. At this time, he had already had a first glimpse of the laws of the dream world, and the clues provided by the first person who woke him up in the war dream last time in Nagasaka Slope were the basic conditions for achieving this dream.

The Normandy landings would have been victorious, and Huang Zhi's participation in the war as the victorious side was barely a favorable condition, but the victor's losses in this battle were not small. The next thing he had to do was to find a way to protect himself from casualties, without having to think about the situation at all.

At this moment, the landing craft shook violently again, and the huge brakes threw everyone in the cabin forward en masse. A hatch opened, and an officer stepped out, "Come home, soldiers, pick up your rifles and charge according to the predetermined battle plan!" At his roar, the hatch at the other end opened wide, revealing the bloody beaches of Normandy.

The air was filled with the strange smell of gunsmoke and blood, which smelled good and disgusting at the same time. The corpses of American soldiers lay on the beach, and the living were hiding behind various bunkers.

Fortunately, Huang Zhi was not in the first echelon, at this time the first echelon had successfully occupied the beachhead and built some low barriers with sandbags, but it was severely suppressed by the fire of the coastal pillboxes, and suffered heavy casualties. As the second echelon, their goal is to pull out these bunkers, and the difficulty level is a little lower than the initial beach grab.

As soon as Huang Zhi's landing craft opened the hatch, it attracted a tongue of fire from the bunker, and the fool also knew that the hit rate was the highest at this time. Huddled in the cabin could only die faster, and the American GIs could only rush out with their lives, bullets tearing people's bodies and splashing a large puddle of blood.

Huang Zhi ran out after James, and saw a white man next to him fall, and the tongue of fire spit out by the machine gun continued to move towards him, like the scythe of death slashing at the head.

"Is that the end of it?" Seeing that he was still a few meters away from the reef in front of him, he couldn't go as fast as the muzzle of the machine gun swung.

However, the dream world doesn't seem to be so shameless, it takes the life of the newcomer without even giving the slightest chance, the tongue of fire stopped when he just touched Huang Zhi's sleeve, as for whether it is because there are no bullets or jams, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he is still alive. Retreat behind the big reef with the surviving comrades, this is a natural bunker, even if the mortar is slinging, it is difficult to hit the people in the back.

Counting the number of people, there are still half of the soldiers on this landing craft at this time, and there is one more than one left, and they can find a large reef where they dock, their luck is quite good. The master chief of this ship was still there, and immediately took up the command task; Two soldiers set up their mortars and began to reload; The observer took out the mirror used for shaving, and just protruded a little from the reef, before he could see the situation outside, the sniper exploded the mirror.

"We're being targeted by snipers." James' conclusion is nonsense.

"There's no way, let's shoot blindly with mortars." Master Chief can think of so much for the time being, "With the distance of three hundred and twenty angles that I visually measured when I rushed out of the landing craft just now, I will try to fire five rounds first." ”

Huang Zhi, who was okay for the time being, found that there was a bullet hole in the sand in front of him, and there was white smoke, which should be the bullet that the sniper broke the mirror just now. "Report to Master Chief, I found bullet holes left by snipers. Depending on the point of impact and where the observer was holding the mirror, we can reverse where the sniper is currently located, so why not try there? ”

"Good!" The master chief knew the important surname of this clue and immediately adopted Huang Zhi's opinion. After a simple calculation, a new coordinate was obtained, and he immediately ordered the mortar to correct the area of attack.

Use up all the mortar shells in one go, and the lethality of that thing against the bunker is limited anyway, so it seems more valuable to use it to bombard snipers. The observer quietly stretched out his steel helmet unstruck, and then poked his head out again, still unattacked.

Huang Zhi's luck was good, their mortar pulled out the hardest nail on the beach, and the snipers who controlled an entire mile of coastline with a single gun were dumbfounded. Prior to this, the sniper single-handedly killed eighty percent of the non-commissioned officers and officers of the first echelon, paralyzing the command of the first echelon.

"Very good, now let's arrange the demolition mission!" The Master Chief can finally issue the second phase of the combat order, "Three people in a team, two for cover, one for blasters." Including me, the whole group is currently divided into three groups, with the goal of destroying more than two pillboxes. ”

"Private Yellow Chicken!"

"Yes, sir!" didn't expect to be the first to be named, and Huang Zhi had an ominous premonition.

"Although you are a new reinforcement, you are quick to think and you are the first group commander and demoman. James and Bob cover you. ”

After taking a blaster, Huang Zhi felt sad in his heart, this is a blaster, it is a powder keg at all. The enemy in the bunker knew how to attack the Demoman first, and this was the result of being favored by the Master Chief. "I knew there wasn't much going on, how nice it would be to be blocked behind a reef by a sniper. I only reflected on it yesterday, newcomers can't be too public, and today they make this mistake again. ”

"Report to Master Chief!" James couldn't help but make the old mistake again, and he had a lot to do.

"Say."

"The yellow chicken's foot is injured and he can't run fast, so he's not fit to be a demoman!" James pointed to Huang Zhi's right leg, and there were indeed bullet holes and blood stains on his trouser leg.

If it weren't for the fear of suspicion of Brokeback Mountain, Huang Zhi almost wanted to hug James and kiss him at this moment, as for whether there was an injury on his foot and when he was injured, to be honest, he didn't know.

After a soldier helped cut Huang Zhi's trouser leg and simply cleaned the wound, it was determined that his injury was cut by shrapnel on the boat just now. The wound, although not serious, bleed for a while.

Master Chief thought about it for a moment and finally agreed to James's application for a job transfer, but the first group was still commanded by Huang Zhi.