Matthew woke up, he lay down on his bed, he looked around, everything was normal, his Labrador barked softly, he scratched his head, he got dressed and went to breakfast.

Matthew walked to the door of the pizzeria, and the waiter greeted him warmly, Matthew was a little unnatural, but his subconscious told him, "Hello! Peter! Are your knees better? In a pleasant exchange, Matthew bought a pizza for his breakfast, and on the way home, Matthew was amazed at what he had said, because he didn't even know the waiter.

Matthew was eating the Hunter's Pizza like a tiger and wolf, when a hurried phone rang, Matthew answered the phone, and Conner's voice came from the other side: "Matthew! The leader is calling! We're going to Iraq and bring some of the most advanced weapons! Those guys are tough to deal with! Just as Matthew was about to respond, the phone hung up, which is a common tactic for Conner.

Matthew reluctantly went to the bathroom to wash, put on his military uniform, and went to the basement to pick up the M4A1, but the M4A1 was already missing some color, of course, we all know it. Conner called and told him to assemble at the base, and Matthew took the car to MI7 sub-base - under the U base, because there was no extraterrestrial war counterattack, they were still U base, they disrupted time and space, many things did not happen, many things happened inexplicably, and Matthew sorted out some inexplicable changes through the newspapers of various years on the way. (There will be a special chapter below)

Either way, Matthew's change in the previous space was a success.

"Sir! Please! The helicopter pilot opened the cockpit for Matthew's military helicopter U-72, and Matthew walked out slowly, and Matthew, dressed in a neat military uniform, strode up to the conference room, where there was only one empty seat on a large round table, which read: Matthew?Miller, it was clear that Matthew had been late for a long time......

"I'm sorry guys, I'm late......" Matthew hurriedly said and sat down in the conference room, Molly took out the Mitsubishi military thorn: "You're often late, it's customary." Molly said coldly, "Anyway, let's get down to business now." "The target of our strike this time is around 32.42°E and 46.07°E...... (See Chapter 1 Desert Encounters)" West was about to continue, when Matthew suddenly thought of something, but it was vague and familiar. But the deeper the memories he memories, the more he will have a strange reaction, dizziness, and then fainting. Now, the tragic thing has happened...... Matthew fainted. "What's wrong with him?" There was a commotion among the team members, and Matthew was carried away by the medics.

Molly came to visit Matthew's "condition", and the military doctor told her that his body temperature, blood pressure was normal, almost normal physiological level, how the hell did he faint?

"You need salvation...... Remember...... How long do you faint ......" A voice came from the deepest part of Matthew, Matthew didn't feel anything, and then he woke up, "Time to faint ......" Matthew glanced at the clock and pulled out a piece of paper from the bedside, The number he got was: 042539. 4 hours, 25 minutes and 39 seconds, and Matthew didn't know how that number was calculated, because in his subconscious, a figure came over and told him the exact time he was unconscious and the time he woke up, and he calculated it entirely by the hint of the figure, and he carefully put the numbers in the cabinet, which he didn't know, he put on his military uniform and went to find other companions, who were already planning to go on the expedition, and Matthew wanted to go with him, but the others replied resolutely, unified: no.

Matthew had to stay in the base in a daze, but that was nothing. He can still enjoy the sunset at the base, after all, leisure time in Iraq is not the same as here. On this relatively quiet evening, he went outside to enjoy a pleasant champagne moment in the gardens of Saint-Las. "You shall redeem your works......" a voice similar to that of something that Matthew made when he was unconscious, and the voice was low and chilling.

"Who are you!" Matthew subconsciously picked up the hoe used for weeding next to him, "It's useless...... Don't forget your numbers......" The garden fell silent after the voice, who the hell was that?

"Ah......h

Time passed......

Matthew woke up, looked at the satellite watch in his hand, and was shocked for a long time, he was unconscious for 4 hours, 25 minutes, and 39 seconds...... In the last moments of his fainting, he looked at the watch.

After 3 days.

"Hey! Boy~" Jack put down the M60 and sat down on the soft couch, and the other team members sat up as well, "Tell me what you've all encountered!" Matthew said lightly, like chatter. "It's going well, it's a small group of extremists, their antiques, I don't need to go any further," Nick said. "It looks pretty good." Matthew said.

As night fell, everyone went to rest, and at this time some movement was heard in Matthew's room, this time it was not a voice, it was a living being, he was standing next to Matthew's desk, "Who are you?" Matthew pulled out an EMD electromagnetic gun from under his pillow and pointed it at the guy and said, "You'll know, all you need to know now is that you've disrupted spacetime, and there's a rift in spacetime." If you don't want to be extinct yet, go to your former Soviet Union and find Ivan? Ivanochi? Ivan Rogov! ”

After saying that, the guy disappeared, and there were only traces of tentacles dragging on the ground, and Matthew didn't know what he meant, and he even suspected that something was wrong with his psyche.

Matthew pondered what had happened when he woke up: he had never been here, but he was so familiar with everything here, and the voices that had been talking to him for the past few days, and now he was a living being, with nothing but a few tentacles dragging the floor. And, Ivan? Ivanochi? Who the hell is Ivan Rogov? These matthew don't know, Matthew thinks that there is something wrong with his brain nerves, but the military doctor's diagnosis is that everything is normal, and the memory center is 3 times more efficient than ordinary people, and Matthew's only way now is to go to Ivan? Ivanochi? Ivan Rogov ...... And the former Soviet Union...... In Matthew's memory, it has long since disintegrated......