He Boqiang woke up from his dream, and at first glance he saw a blonde man with a bloody dagger in his hand, squatting in front of him and smirking at him.

Lying on his back on the grass, with a splitting headache, he wanted to struggle to sit up, but he had no strength at all, and the smell of horse manure and blood was full of him, He Boqiang wanted to ask where it was, but somehow he got it, it was like an apple stuffed in his throat, he couldn't say anything, and even had some spasms.

The man with the dagger said a series of strange words to He Boqiang, looking at his face covered with purple-black slime, and he didn't seem to have malicious intent.

The land trembled with a loud roar, and a giant rhinoceros like a small hill appeared in He Boqiang's field of vision, this rhinoceros had two giant rhino horns on its head, the longest one was more than two meters, its cloudy eyes looked the size of a basin, its huge nostrils were almost enough to fit into a basketball, its body was tied with several heavy chains, and huge wooden boxes hung on those chains like packages.

'Boom...... Rumble...... Boom'

Watch as the giant rhinoceros passes by, four thick thighs stepping through a series of deep pits in the dirt.

Only in dreams can I want to say that I can't speak, and only in dreams can I see so many strange things......

He Boqiang lay on the grass and tried to take two deep breaths, although his chest was like a huge stone, causing his whole lungs to ache hotly, but he only thought he was dreaming, and then tried to close his eyes.

It's just that when you close your eyes, you don't usher in darkness, and you don't wake up from sleep.

He found himself floating in a void space, with countless stars twinkling around his body.

Just as he was floating in the void and looking around, countless pieces of paper-like snowflakes fell one after another, each piece of paper was like a firefly in a summer night, constantly flying back and forth around his body.

He subconsciously reached out and touched a piece of shredded paper floating in front of him, and a strange sensation like electricity passed into his mind from the tip of his finger.

Is that...... Clear or blurry photographs are like some choppy and incoherent film films, and those images can be connected together to form a dynamic picture, but the images in the picture are more strange.

He Boqiang touched a few more pieces of flying shredded paper, which disappeared immediately when they touched his hand.

And each piece of flying shredded paper was only a brief short image, which looked more like some memory, but now it was constantly integrated into He Boqiang's mind, making him miserable.

I have heard that if people sleep too hard, it is easy to get trapped in some terrible nightmares, so you can give yourself some psychological hints and then forcibly wake yourself up.

He Boqiang wanted to give himself a big mouth, so that he could wake up faster, he raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely, but the palm passed through the side of his face, and it seemed that he was still in a dream.

At this time, there were already many memory fragments flying into He Boqiang's body, although he didn't figure it out for the time being, but he was accepting that knowledge at an unimaginable speed, of course, the fastest to master it was the strange language, although these words also came out of his throat, but it was obvious that these voices were not the same as He Boqiang's previous way of speaking.

When he was in school, He Boqiang's biggest headache was foreign language classes, and now he is forced to learn foreign languages in such a strange way, and fragments of memories pour into his brain, although he has a splitting headache, the effect is surprisingly good.

Someone was felt slapping him in the face, and someone was heard calling out to him in a strange tone.

He Boqiang was overjoyed in his heart, those memory fragments in the void disappeared little by little, and he forced himself to open his eyes again......

This time, what appeared in He Boqiang's field of vision was actually a group of soldiers wearing European medieval armor, and blonde and blue-eyed men were also among them......

……

Surdak squatted beside He Boqiang and said to his companion heartlessly, "He can't be stupid, right?" ”

He Boqiang actually understood the man's language.

You're stupid, your whole family is stupid! ’

He Boqiang wanted to squirt back loudly like this, but these words came to his mouth and blocked his throat again, but he couldn't make any sound, as if the vocal cords in his throat couldn't produce these tones at all.

It felt as if he had been hit by a car, the bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered, and bursts of sharp pain surged up with the beating of his pulse, and He Boqiang felt that he might faint again at any time, and this feeling did not look like a dream.

But all this in front of me is unacceptable.

……

Surdak, veteran Sam, and ten other comrades were part of the 2nd Squadron of the 6th Squadron of the 4th Brigade of the 57th Heavy Infantry Regiment.

Sam is the captain of the second squad.

Surdak stood out among the eleven because of his excellent skinning skills and became the vice-captain of the second squad.

When Surdak was cleaning the battlefield in the woodlands on the northern slope, he turned out the dying He Boqiang under the corpse of the evil ghost.

It's just that He Boqiang doesn't have an identity nameplate on his body, which means that He Boqiang doesn't have any identity, and he is not wearing the uniform of the 57th Heavy Infantry Regiment, and even the weapons and shields are all lost, such a person cannot be a soldier of the 57th Regiment, so the logistics personnel of the Fourth Brigade do not want He Boqiang to occupy a limited number of board cars.

The logistics personnel of the 4th Brigade advocated that after He Boqiang was simply bandaged, he would be placed under a big tree on the edge of the battlefield, and if he had comrades, it was very likely that he would turn back and come to him...... When he said these words, the logistics staff was also very unconfident.

After all, the fourth brigade is responsible for cleaning up the battlefield in the rear, and its main responsibility is to dispose of the corpses left behind, and each cart is full of materials to be transported back to the camp, so that the wounded cannot be piled up with the corpses, and they cannot be tied to the back of the thunder rhinoceros like goods, which forced the logistics personnel to give up He Boqiang, who had no identity.

After saying these words, the logistics officer also looked dumbfounded, and he saw that the soldiers of the second squad had no one to refute, and when someone greeted him from a distance, he patted the dirt on his buttocks, turned around and walked away quickly.

"I knew Geist wasn't going to take care of that, and that stingy guy would rather pull back some valuable wood on a cart."

Surdak glanced at Captain Sam and waited for the captain to make a decision.

Captain Sam reached out and rolled over He Boqiang's eyelids, and found that his eyes could still move back and forth with his fingers, and his fingers were close to his eyeballs, and there was obvious fear in his eyes, so he came to this conclusion: "He may be a mute, you see that he should not be a fool like this." ”

While cutting the bloodstained clothes on He Boqiang's body with a skinning knife and treating the wounds on his body with a bandage, Surdak said to Captain Sam: "We don't know the number of the team he belongs to, what should we do?" ”

Captain Sam, a veteran of the fifteen-year military, examined some of He Boqiang's injuries, sighed and said, "It's all injured like this, and not taking him back to the camp is no different from killing him." Don't care about the bullshit of those logistics personnel, we just need to know that he is from the Green Empire, as for his identity or something, that's a matter of the logistics and government department, we can't let him fend for himself here. ”

Surdak said, "That's right, I'm going to make a stretcher." ”

Sam grabbed Surdak and said to him: "You are here to collect demon materials for us, after this sweep of the battlefield, we can drink wine and eat meat, or eat chaff vegetables, it all depends on the harvest in your hands, there is a demon corpse in front of you, go and peel off the useful black veined demon skin." Jeronnan, you go chop wood to make a stretcher. ”

A black boy who had been squatting next to him and had not spoken immediately stood up, pulled out a short knife from the side of his trouser armor, and readily agreed: "Okay, head! ”

The battlefield filled with gunpowder seems to have a little more human touch because of this......