Song Shaofeng was about to continue to explain Zhao Xuan's two sentences, but when he heard Zhang Yuan's words next to him, he immediately became angry, and shouted at Zhang Yuan: "Don't talk about that old hen there, find firewood to cook!" ”

When Zhang Yuan heard Song Shaofeng's words, he pursed his lips, turned around, and turned out the military dagger in his bag.

After a few times in his hand, he pulled up a beautiful knife flower, and went to the side to find firewood with a dagger.

Song Shaofeng saw that Zhang Yuan was gone, and turned his head to Zhao Xuan next to him and said, "Don't think about those who don't have it, you also go with Zhang Yuan." ”

Seeing that Zhao Xuan nodded and followed Zhang Yuan, Song Shaofeng reminded him again: "Don't get close to 'Li Zhuaner'!"

Zhao Xuan walked a few steps and followed Zhang Yuan, still uneasy, raised his hand and patted Zhang Yuan's arm, and asked in a low voice: "What you said just now, did you mean to laugh, or did you really think so?" ”

Zhang Yuan didn't answer, turned around, used the dagger in his hand, brushed a few times, and cut off a branch next to him from the trunk, and cut it into a few sections the length of an arm, and handed it to Zhao Xuan.

While flipping the dagger in his hand, he asked, "What?" Can't figure it out? ”

Zhao Xuan looked at the dagger in Zhang Yuan's hand, subconsciously took a step back, and then replied angrily: "Nonsense, you have classified me as an anomaly, and only if you figure it out!" ”

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan inserted the dagger back into the button on his trouser leg, held his hand, touched his chin, looked Zhao Xuan up and down, and said, "Actually, I was really just talking casually." After speaking, he paused for a few seconds before he continued: "But ......"

Hearing this, Zhao Xuangang wanted to despise Zhang Yuan's broken mouth, but when he heard Zhang Yuan's "but", he had to be patient and listen to what Zhang Yuan said next.

Zhang Yuan seemed to have guessed Zhao Xuan's reaction, glanced at Zhao Xuan proudly, and continued: "Later, I thought about it carefully, and I think it is still very likely that you are abnormal. It's not that special to be able to attract anomalies, but what if you add something else? ”

"Which thing?" Zhao Xuan was surprised.

"For example, I recruited you into the game. Like that weird dream you had before. The more Zhang Yuan spoke, the more he felt that his words made sense, and he continued to analyze excitedly: "The director must have made arrangements for you before he disappeared!" ”

After speaking, Zhang Yuan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said with a narcissistic expression: "Ah, master, I am really a genius, just say a word, and I actually say it right." ”

Zhao Xuan ignored this narcissistic guy and lowered his head to think there.

What Zhang Yuan said is indeed very reasonable, the Administration Bureau is definitely one of the places with the highest level of secrecy in the mainland, and he is not an elite talent like Song Shaofeng and Lin Ling, if he is not special, how can he enter? But what's so special about you?

"What do you want to do with this? You'll know when it's time to know. Zhang Yuan posed, but found that Zhao Xuan didn't quarrel with him, and the guy who knew this tendon was drilling the tip of the horn there again, so he had to turn around and say to Zhao Xuan: "Chop firewood!" I'm waiting to eat. ”

"Oh." Zhao Xuan touched his nose, listened to Zhang Yuan's words, went to find firewood again, and then reacted: "I'll go!" I didn't bring a knife with me, so I cut the firewood of a ghost! ”

Zhang Yuan said "Huh" lightly, and looked at Zhao Xuan with a strange expression: "Don't get entangled today?" ”

Zhao Xuan can really be regarded as not biting if there are too many lice, and he can't worry about having too many debts, and none of these things that have happened in the past few months can be solved.

A few months ago, any one could easily make him unable to eat or sleep.

But don't say it, since he entered the bureau, no matter how big the matter is, Zhao Xuan can easily put it aside.

There's a high top when the sky falls! Zhao Xuan stood beside a group of tall people in the Abnormal Bureau, and he was indeed very relieved.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan glanced at Zhang Yuan with slanted eyes. Rhetorical question: "Is it useful to be entangled?" ”

"It's useful to be here." Zhang Yuan casually cut off a branch and handed it to Zhao Xuan: "People want to eat!" ”

The two of them cut down a half-dried branch, found some dry branches and leaves from the ground, and returned to the tent.

Song Shaofeng was holding a tablet and talking to Cao Hui on the side.

Lin Ling was holding a gun, half leaning against a tree, looking around, as if he was on alert.

Zhang Yuan threw all the firewood to the ground, raised his head and looked around, and said with his hands on his hips: "The firewood is back, cooking!" ”

No one paid any attention to him.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan howled loudly, and shouted with a sad face: "If you tell me to chop wood, I will go to chop wood, and when I come back after chopping firewood, I have to cook by myself?" Why is it so bitter! ”

"Shut up!" Song Shaofeng and Lin Ling shouted at Zhang Yuan at the same time.

Zhang Yuan was so frightened by the two of them that he stopped talking, just shrunk his neck, really like a little daughter-in-law, squatting there to sort out the firewood.

Zhao Xuan watched speechlessly as Zhang Yuan performed there by himself, and wanted to stay away from him very much, but it was not good to hold his hands and watch, so he had to help make a fire and cook.

On the contrary, Zhang Yuan didn't care about the performance of the other people, and while lighting the fire, he became excited again, and said proudly to Zhao Xuan, who was helping: "The master will show you two hands!" ”

Firewood is not dry, and it is not so easy to burn, but Zhang Yuan is obviously very skilled, and it didn't take long for the flames to grow bigger.

Then the lunch box is set on the fire, the water is boiled, and the individual rations are cooked in it.

Zhao Xuan really didn't see where Zhang Yuan's exposed hands could be.

The lunch box is not so big, it can only be cooked one by one, and after a few people have finished eating, the sky is already a little dark.

Although the individual soldier's ration is not unpalatable, it is definitely not delicious, except for Zhang Yuan who shouted "No roast chicken, bad appetite", while killing the two of them, the others will also fill their stomachs.

After eating, Zhao Xuan helped Song Shaofeng set up an infrared monitor on the top of the tent, and after that, the group of people had nothing to do again.

Everyone hugged the lunch box, drank some hot water, and chatted for a while, Song Shaofeng saw that the time was almost up, so he beckoned everyone: "Okay, go to bed early, it's okay tonight, then it's really fine." ”

After speaking, he arranged to be on duty again: "Zhao Xuan's first shift, Lin Ling, Cao Hui, me, and Zhang Yuan will go down." ”

Subsequently, Song Shaofeng explained the use of infrared monitoring.

In fact, it can basically be regarded as talking to Zhao Xuan alone.

Zhao Xuan had already heard Song Shaofeng talk about it before, but it was the first time he actually used it.

A spherical monitor, supported on the top of the tent, rotates 360 degrees every half a minute, unless it can go up to the sky and into the ground, otherwise it can basically be said that there is no dead end.

This thing is a rare thing in the army, and the one in their hands is still a second-hand item that Song Shaofeng simply removed from the sentry post of other people's troops.

It's just a pity that they only brought a small backup power supply, which can't last the whole night.

Otherwise, with such a gadget alone, the possibility of sneaking up on them is basically zero.

After Song Shaofeng finished explaining in a few words, he beckoned everyone to go back to sleep in the tent.

Camping in the wilderness, no one can sleep well, and it is a little bit to be able to recover a little.

Naturally, everyone will not waste their physical strength and come up with such an old-fashioned scene as who accompanies whom to keep vigil with.

It was the first half of the moon, and the moon was already hanging high in the sky before it was dark, and although the moonlight was not very bright, it could barely see the outline of the mountains and forests in the distance.

The sound of insects chirping and the rustling of leaves was heard.

Fortunately, it's not summer yet, otherwise you would have to add the buzz of mosquitoes.

Zhao Xuan sat on the edge of the extinguished bonfire, looking around with a telescope, and not long after, he heard Zhang Yuan's snoring in the tent behind him.

Zhao Xuan secretly sighed, except for this fat man who was off the line, there was really no one who could easily fall asleep in such an environment.

After sitting for a while, Zhao Xuan stood up, carried the gun, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and began to walk around the tent, not to sentry, but mainly because the residual temperature of the bonfire was really hot.

Just stand and sit for a while, and turn on the infrared meter every three to five minutes to observe it, and the time is not slow.

When Song Shaofeng arranged to stand guard, he did not arrange the time for changing shifts, and everyone controlled it by themselves.

However, arranging Zhao Xuan to stand in the first shift, on the one hand, was to take care of him, and on the other hand, he felt that even if there was a real attack, it would not be so early.

Zhao Xuan was going to call Lin Ling for about two hours, but before it was time, he saw Lin Ling come out of the tent.

The two didn't do anything to communicate, waved hello, Zhao Xuan handed the gun on his back to Lin Ling, and prepared to go to sleep.

Lin Ling waved his hand and pointed behind him, and Zhao Xuan reacted at this time, the eldest lady was carrying a sniper on her back.

After yesterday's attack, the probability of the situation tonight is at least half and half, and no one has the heart to say anything, Zhao Xuan nodded at Lin Ling, and went back to the tent to prepare for sleep.

There was nothing in the tent, and a few people inside were just casually leaning on their backpacks, and they were about to lie on the grass with their clothes closed.

There are only five of them in total, so naturally they can't bring so much equipment, most of them have to give weapons and ammunition, a small part is food and water, and as for sleeping bags and the like, it must be saved.

Zhao Xuan pulled his backpack, squinted his eyes and found a comfortable position, put the gun aside, and learned that a few people were lying on the grass like this.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep.

Cao Hui and Song Shaofeng are both veterans, and it is a conditioned reflex to fall asleep in a difficult environment.

But Zhao Xuan, a rookie, would be strange if he could really lie on the stiff grass, listen to Zhang Yuan's snoring, think about the possible attack, and still be able to sleep.

was so confused, turned over countless times, lay down for I don't know how long, but when Zhao Xuanjiang was not asleep, someone woke him up.

Zhao Xuan opened his eyes and sat up straight, his brain was not yet awake, and he licked his lips subconsciously.

Just as Zhao Xuan was about to ask, a cold hand covered Zhao Xuan's mouth.

This was nothing, just an action that didn't let him speak, but it couldn't stand it, and Zhao Xuan's tongue licking his lips hadn't been withdrawn yet.

A gentle touch came from his lips and tongue, making Zhao Xuan immediately realize that this was not a man's hand.

This made Zhao Xuan blush, and then immediately became nervous, and secretly complained: "This eldest lady won't kill me, right?" ”

Then Zhao Xuan heard Lin Ling's deliberately lowered voice in his ears, without a trace of emotion: "Get up, don't talk, there is a situation." ”