Because of the palpitations that almost lost their partners, everyone in the small team was afraid and afraid, but except for Wen Jifei and Han Qingyu, no one said it to each other.

At the same time, everyone is also eager to do something and do more, and He Tangtang is certainly the same.

But he's too vegetable.

In the past, he could still be responsible for protecting Wen Jifei or something, but now that a group of them are facing red shoulders at every turn, and even Dai Er, he appears on the battlefield, and more often than not, he can only be the object of protection.

This feeling is simply too powerless and too aggrieved for a flame decay, a great kidney striker.

I've been trapped in the sub-top for more than three years and can't move...... The only thing He Tangtang could hope for now was the Flame Decay from Alphonse.

In fact, since he got that Yan Decay, except for his worries, He Tangtang couldn't restrain himself in his heart, and he always wanted to eat something.

The recipes considered range from Han Qingyu, Ye Jian, and Wu Yi to Xiao Wangye, and Plague Chicken...... To the dinosaur skeletons in the museum, to the elephants, tigers, cats, dogs, snakes and rats.

The idea finally hit the big tip......

"It's harmless, isn't it? It's like when there was a plague of locusts and people ate locusts. He Tangtang said and pouted, he had eaten locusts, as well as scorpions, pine insects, and so on.

"Hmm. Wen Jifei nodded, and then asked rhetorically: "The question is how are you going to eat it?

Underground in the third fixed exploration ground, the life source energy absorption device that Alphonse used before is still placed there.

After all, the tools of evil are not necessarily evil.

Now the big tip is not self-destructing.

What Wen Jifei means, do you want to fix it, get a few hundred big tips, put them in and soak them, and try it?

"What about eating it directly? I've thought about it, for example, on the battlefield, just in front of tens of thousands of sharp noodles, grab one, click it and give it a snort, and scare them to death......

He Tangtang said and laughed proudly.

Maybe he was joking about really "eating", but Han Qingyu misunderstood, looked at him, and said seriously:

"Actually, Alphonse can eat it directly, do you remember the end when he pounced on his son? He forgot that he had lost his characteristics and wanted to replenish his life energy by devouring Ziller. ”

"I mean, the characteristic of that flame decay itself is devouring, if you are willing to consume it, you can probably eat it directly. ”

He Tangtang was stunned for a moment.

The picture came out in his mind, he stood on the vast battlefield, did not draw his sword, just grabbed his neck with one hand and dragged a large pointed body, and walked towards the enemy group......

The big tip was gradually devoured, struggling in his hands, "bang", turning to ashes in his hands.

"Truly, awrely. "I'm supposed to laugh like that, right?" I lowered my head slightly, looked up at them, and chuckled like a devil.

A legend of eating people, no, eating sharp demons, they will also be afraid, right?

On the way back, thinking about going back and trying, He Tangtang fantasized all the way, unconsciously simulating.

"What are you doing?"

"Crazy, you just scared the little sister doctor and little sister nurse who passed by, you know?!"

Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei scolded each other.

There is no respect at all for the "devil who eats the sharp".

As they spoke, the three of them walked through the back door into a large conference room with a television on the second floor of the hospital.

There were already a lot of people in the conference room, and when I turned my head to see them, I stood up and smiled and greeted them.

Here, whether it is the wounded or the doctors and nurses, they all know who the people who have recently been admitted to the hospital are, and who the commander of the corps and the chief of the general staff came to visit.

The three of them hurriedly bowed in response.

Then sit down in the back row.

"Major Qing take care. "Someone said.

"Okay, thank you. ”

"Let's stay in the green mountains, let's not rush ......," someone continued.

Han Qingyu was stunned for a moment, listening to this, it seems that Zhe Qiuhong's judgment on my physical condition has already been passed out? Han Qingyu thought to himself.

But this is the case, and under the pretext of consulting with the hospital doctor to discuss the treatment plan, Zhe Qiuhong has already spread "this information".

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry. Han Qingyu could only answer first.

At this time, the TV screen was still playing the previous set of images on a loop.

Speaker Kemor's speech, scenes of battle, speeches of leaders......

However, it has now added a lot of scenes, such as the scene where the Legion Commander stands on the top of a tall building and cuts the train.

The moment that image appeared, almost everyone in the room was excited and trembling, even though some of them had seen it many times.

Han Qingyu, Wen Jifei and He Tangtang saw it for the first time.

"Grass!"

"Terrible. ”

"Hmm. ”

Han Qingyu became more and more unable to understand the level and degree of the old man's combat power.

At this time, the TV screen switches:

The ruined Shenghai City, the streets are dusty, the ground is covered with broken masonry and various living debris, and the sky is shrouded in huge shadows.

A group of blue warriors, wounded and bloodied after the battle, sat on the ground against the wall on the side of the street, kept their war knives in their hands, nibbled on bread, and drank water.

"As you can see, now, the citizens of Shenghai have basically evacuated, and only the Azure warriors are still fighting here. The big spike was overhead, but our warriors didn't flinch and didn't fear......"

As he spoke, the reporter walked forward and crouched down beside a soldier who looked to be in his twenties and almost thirty.

"Hello, I'm He Zong, a reporter who has just joined Azure recently, this is my ID, can I interview you? ”

"Huh?" the warrior swiped her stubble and turned to look at the reporter, the microphone in her hand, and then the camera...... Rinse the bread in your mouth with water and turn it around, "Well, you can pick it." ”

"What is your number?" and then you ......," the reporter tried to unfold in a state of chat.

"Oh, the Azure Hua Runner-up Front, the only sighting legion, the Fourth Army, the 552nd, 496th Mixed Squad, my name is Fu Dahai. ”

"Well, how long has Sergeant Fu been with Azure?"

"Six years...... It's been almost seven years. ”

"So it seems that Sergeant Fu is already a veteran. The reporter himself turned his head to look at the camera, motioned for the sergeant to look at the camera as well, and said, "So, can you please Sergeant Fu tell us how you feel about the battle with Dajian?"

"How do you feel about fighting with Big Tip?"

The sergeant named Fu Dahai muttered, looking a little stunned, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu is uneducated, what do you feel, I can't say it.

"Hmm. The reporter looked at him expectantly.

Sergeant Fu glanced at the camera slowly, and at this moment, his dirty, simple face with scabbed wounds was clearly presented in the camera, and his eyes looking at the camera were also very ordinary...... Speaking slowly, he said:

"Scared. The feeling is fear. ”

There was a sudden silence in the conference room.

Including Han Qingyu three. Han Qingyu believes that in other parts of the world, everyone else in front of the TV should be the same.

"Are you afraid?" the reporter asked in a daze.

"Nonsense...... Of course I'm afraid, who is not afraid of that thing in the first place?! Even now, we are veterans, and we are afraid of such a big nest on our heads. ”

Fu Dahai felt that he might have said something wrong, and when he was interviewed, he should have said it a little more powerfully...... But when he asked himself, he told the truth, and he looked a little depressed and angry in a panic.

"So, while you're scared, you're going to fight, right?" the reporter asked as much as he could, trying to make his tone appear thoughtful and weighty.

"Well, that's pretty much it, actually. In a flat tone, it seemed that there was something wrong with the language organization, Fu Dahai was stuck, pointed to himself, and said, "Is it okay for me to say that the soil is a little good?"

Reporter: "Okay. ”

"I used to be a farmer...... So it feels, it feels, like you're working in the fields, and suddenly a big tiger runs out of the woods, and it's standing there staring at you, you know?"

"Hmm. The reporter girl suddenly found the feeling of dialogue, and she believed that those who later saw the interview could find the same sense of authenticity.

"I'm afraid, I'm scared, I'm about to cry in my heart, I want to avoid it, I want to run, but you know that as soon as you turn around, it will pounce on you and give you a mouthful, and you can't outrun it...... In the end, there is no way, we can only go out and pick up the hoe and give it to him. ”

"Hmm. The reporter nodded vigorously and did not interject any extra words.

"I don't care about being scared when I pick it up, until one comes out. Fu Dahai said.

"Hmm. The reporter continued to look at Fu Dahai with expectant eyes.

Fu Dahai also looked at her, and said in his heart What kind of broken reporter is this, you just huh, all the time, do you want to talk about it, Lao Tzu has already finished speaking......

But the reporter's burning eyes still looked at him closely, with earnestness and expectation.

There was no way, Fu Dahai thought hard about it, and said, "Why don't I give you another analogy?"

The reporter girl nodded vigorously: "Okay." ”

"Behind the village of my hometown, there is an old cemetery on the side of the road...... When others were crying and running, he was happy while chasing after him, stretching out his hand to take advantage. At that time, the head of the village didn't know that he was pretending, and everyone was scared when they heard it, guess what happened?"

was suddenly asked, and the female reporter was a little flustered: "Huh?"

"Later, there was a newly married little daughter-in-law who came back late from her parents' house and met him...... That one cried, ran, fell all the way, and in the end he couldn't run...... Turning his head, a brick slapped him to death. ”

Fu Dahai finished speaking......

The room chuckled.

The reporter may have also been blinded and did not say anything.

"The truth is not something I made up. Fu Dahai seriously assured, and then seemed to be a little anxious, glanced at the camera, and said: "Dad, mother, we have had this thing, right? Everyone in the village knows, father, mother, you ......."

His dirty, dusty face suddenly slid down two lines of tears.