In the bitter cold of midwinter, the northwest is still very cold, and in an old military tent, the fire is quiet.

On the marching bed, an old man with gray hair was lying in his clothes, and the military tent was lifted, and his eyes were open, and his essence was overflowing.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you could be safed for ten days?" The old man's voice was hoarse, revealing an indescribable tiredness.

"There's nothing to do at the front, but there's something at the rear." The speaker was a middle-aged scribe, dressed in a retro white robe, holding a hand warmer with the ashes of plants and trees, and his body was shaking.

Before entering the door, the middle-aged scribe hurriedly sat around the stove, and the whole person couldn't wait to rub it into the stove.

He drank two bowls of hot water before his teeth stopped chattering.

The old man smiled and said, "Zhong Mian, you, everything is fine, but this set of ancient and ancient is unbearable. Count nine cold winters, you don't wear a good leather jacket and cotton robe, and learn from the chic dust of the ancients, isn't this!"

Zhong Mian waved his hand and said: "Long Shuai, the sages have passed away, the fairy posture cannot be traced, and our juniors can't learn the chic and vassal elegance in the bones of the sages, which is not an admiration for the sages.

By the way, in the newly released "August Talk", there is a heroic article about Wei Zhao's romance, which comes from the class notes of Chunshen University, which is simply a grand view and a new sight.

Long Shuai, do you want me to recite it to you now?

The cold night is long, when the stove is a stove, reciting the name, if there are three or five broad beans, two or two white wines are opposite, it is not a happy thing in life, and it is also a beautiful talk to spread out......

Zhong Mian was talking, and suddenly saw that under the fire of Tongtong Furnace, Long Shuai's old face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping.

On these nine cold days, Long Shuai rarely had a good night's sleep.

If Zhong Mian just wanted to toss his old man for the sake of Wei Zhao's romance, Long Shuai would be angry with thunder.

Zhong Mian instantly stirred up a spirit and held his forehead with his hand: "Blame me, blame me, I almost missed a big thing." Long Shuai, there is such a matter, the telecommunications office intercepted a telegram, which was sent by train 732 to the Central War Regiment, they were attacked by the Ghost Monsters, and a chief of the military hall applied to the Central War Regiment for temporary command."

Long Shuai snorted coldly: "If you generate electricity, you will generate electricity, anyway, my western war group is raised by my mother, and if the central war group still thinks that I don't have enough things to do, I am happy to be idle." It's worth it for you to alarm me in the middle of the night."

The military station where train No. 732 will arrive belongs to the Western War Group strictly speaking, but the Central War Group controls the command of all the military stations.

In this regard, Long Shuai has always been deeply dissatisfied.

Zhong Mian said, "Long Shuai, the key now is that the students of Jiangbei Mechanical Academy are now on train 732!"

"What!" Long Shuai got up suddenly, his cloudy eyes burst into light, "Quickly find out the situation, what is the situation over there, don't pay too much attention to it, and directly send electricity to train 732." Fuck, why are you so inch?"

Zhong Mian said, "I've already asked, and the student is temporarily dead."

Long Shuai slapped the table angrily: "What are you doing to eat, a ghost attack can also hurt the students." If I had known, I would have sent a special train to all these baby bumps."

Zhong Mian stared and said, "There is something wrong with the situation, the Immortal Monster that attacked the 732nd train was not one or two. So far, similar attacks have lasted for three rounds, but fortunately, effective command has been established on the train to repel the attack of the Spirits."

Long Shuai was silent, tapped his fingers lightly, and suddenly, his gaze locked on Zhong Mian's face: "No, it's not right, why did the Immortal Monster attack the 732nd train many times for no reason. Call and ask the Central War Group what the hell is going on!"

Zhong Mian was about to talk, when a sonorous and powerful shout came from outside: "Report, the Central War Group calls back."

"Read!"

"Our department will organize a major clean-up plan, and will clean up the ghosts that were left out when your department engaged in the battle in one fell swoop, and your department can wait for the success."

Long Shuai was furious: "This, what is this going to do, what kind of big move is the Central War Group going to do. Damn, he hides everything, he is sneaky, it must be the military intelligence department, since Nalan Shu left, the military intelligence department has become more and more sneaky, and it is getting better and better.

Alright, Zhong Mian, don't play those

After a twist and turn, they directly sent a message to ask the military intelligence department, what are they tossing!"

Zhong Mian shook his head: "It's useless to ask, those people in the Military Intelligence Department have always only served Nalan Shu. Nalan Shu disappeared mysteriously, and now the military intelligence department is under Dong Pan's control. Dong Pan is far more rebellious than Nalan Shu, and asking is also a vain question.

However, this does not prevent us from reasoning.

According to the reply from the Central Corps, it can be clearly known that their action this time is by no means to solve one or two ghosts, but to wipe out the overflowing monsters.

The biggest difficulty in achieving this goal is how to get all the Spirits in one place. Now it seems that these 732 trains are the bait chosen by the Military Intelligence Department!"

"Fuck it!" Long Shuai was furious, "These bastards, if you want to choose bait, you can use an empty train, say hello, will Lao Tzu not cooperate." Who is stepping on the horse, guarding against Lao Tzu for merit, or is he worried that Lao Tzu's western war group will be infiltrated by the spies of the Hades Monster faction, it's ridiculous!"

Zhong Mian shook his head secretly: "I don't understand either, it's really unnecessary to do this."

Long Shuai was furious, and shouted at the translator who was waiting outside the account: "Go, send a telegram directly to Lao Tzu to ask the military intelligence department, what kind of grudge do these rabbit cubs have with Lao Tzu, and how much effort Lao Tzu spent to get the aviation seeds, all of which are destroyed in the hands of these bastards, yes, just like that."

"Yes!"

The interpreter was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhong Mian: "Long Shuai, the military intelligence department is full of paranoia, this matter is unreasonable, they will never say it. We can't afford to do useless work."

Immediately, he instructed the interpreter to continue to call the 732nd train and report the situation of the war at any time.

Long Shuai waved his hand hatefully and said, "If Lao Tzu's aviation seeds are really folded in the hands of these bastards, you can see that Lao Tzu will not rest with the dogs."

Zhong Mian picked up the tongs, added a piece of charcoal to the stove, got up and widened the gap in the tent, and the cold wind blew on his face, his thoughts suddenly cleared, and he exclaimed: "Long Shuai, could it be that there are some people in the car who offended the Military Intelligence Department, and they borrowed knives to kill people, not only to destroy the ghosts, but also to take the opportunity to kill this person, so they did this game?"

Long Shuai waved his hand: "You have a whim. What kind of people are in the military intelligence department, they are all neurotics cultivated by Nalan Shu, they want to kill someone, and they need to be so troublesome."

"That's why it's so weird." Zhong Mian was thoughtful.

Long Shuai pondered for a moment and said, "Go to the military order office, check all the records of military orders issued by the military intelligence department recently, and find the more insignificant military orders the better."

Zhong Mian's eyes lit up, and he hurried out of the military tent.