This time, he was no longer afraid, only an inexplicable feeling rushed over, Yang Zhonghua's lips twitched, and tears flowed down his face in a moment.

Is that you?

Is it really you?

You don't know the road, the number six is not lucky, from the first to the seventh, there is only one you who hangs up. It's like it's predestined, number six is ahead of number seven, and when the bullets fly, you're still ahead of me!

Yes, buddy. You did it, and you said at the time that as long as you didn't die, no matter how many bullets flew you would stop it. As a result, you really got it, but I could only sadly watch you be buried under the national flag.

Do you know how many silent nights there have been in Ludao, Lao Tzu can't sleep when he misses you, and his whole heart seems to be pinched by someone, and he can't breathe in pain? Do you know that your younger siblings are so sad that they can only cry and shout brother? Damn you! There are so few photos left!

Tears smudged his eyes, and from the scope he could see that there was a blur, only the bullseye marked with the number six was incomparably clear, and a determined void floated over the middle-aged man's head.

"Dad, why are you crying?"

Yang Zhonghua took a deep breath: "No, the wind blows." ”

Yang Jia quieted down and put the headphones back into his ears.

Yang Zhonghua let go of the gun, took a deep breath again, slowly exhaled, only looked in the direction of the bullseye mark with his naked eye, and said in a slow low voice: "Come out! If you are really my comrade-in-arms Gan Lin, stand up and let me see! I am not afraid of you!"

There was no response, and the mark remained silently floating.

Yang Zhonghua's heart suddenly rose with the anger that he had gained and lost a precious thing, and shouted: "If you are Ganlin, come out! I'm your comrade-in-arms, partner, life and death! **Sister's seed, stand up! Let me see you! You're a ghost, what's the big deal with you, what don't you dare to see people? If you have the ability to follow Lao Tzu all the time, you should have that **** strength to stand up!"

Suddenly, the bullseye-like mark went out. Yang Zhonghua heard a faint sigh in his ears.

"Gan...... Gan Lin?"

Seven floors in the air, just two or three meters away, a faint smoke-like thing slowly took shape. The whole process was like a drifting smoke reversing the whole process, first the torso, then the limbs, the head, and finally the Ganlin. No, it's not a complete Ganlin, there is no waist down at all, only an upper body, and it is so faint that it is close to transparent, and you can only vaguely see the familiar eyebrows.

There is no lower body, and there is no national flag, and it seems to be lighter than a feather floating in the air, and there is no sense of weight at all. The transparent body like smoke and fog seemed to be fragile, and when the wind was a little stronger, it seemed difficult to condense, and it would dissipate at any time. He was wearing the military uniform he wore when he was buried, his eyebrows and eyes were still vaguely the same, he was heroic and masculine, and his smile was hearty and still with the cunning of the previous naughty child.

Yang Zhonghua was stupid, stunned, and stupid, and once again burst into tears, the sniper rifle slipped from his hand, and subconsciously opened his arms and tried to hug him, muttering in a meaningless whisper: "Gan Lin, oh, Gan Lin." It's you, it's really you!"

Only half of Gan Lin smiled shallowly, and at first he was a little timid, as if he was not sure how he would react before he appeared in Yang Zhonghua like this. Immediately saw that the former comrades-in-arms were not so afraid and repulsed of their different existence, and the sad and joyful cry was stronger than the feelings full of parting at the time of death, and the eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but bring a kind of joy to see their friends again.

Like Yang Zhonghua, Gan Lin, who was floating in mid-air, also stretched out his hand to make a hugging gesture, and opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out, and Yang Zhonghua couldn't hear it at all. ...,

"Come here, I can't hear you!" Yang Zhonghua called urgently.

Gan Lin floated forward a little, then hesitated for a moment, and then retreated.

Yang Zhuhua was anxious and said angrily: "Come here! I should be afraid of you, not that you are afraid of me." ”

Gan Lin pointed at Yang Zhonghua, then to the ground downstairs, and then to himself. Yang Zhonghua suddenly realized that for some reason, Gan Lin didn't seem to be able to speak.

But it didn't matter, the important thing was that he saw Gan Lin again. I don't know what Yang Jia was afraid of when he talked about it before, maybe it was the instinctive fear of the unknown. But when he really saw it, and realized that this was a partner who had been born and died together, that fear disappeared without a trace, and there was only a kind of ecstasy in his heart to be reunited.

It doesn't matter if he's a human or a ghost, he wants to be able to meet again - everyone else will him!

Yang Jia also felt it, took off the headphones and looked at the air with a smile, and waved to Gan Lin: "Uncle Gan! He turned his head to look at Yang Zhonghua and said, "Look, Dad, you still don't believe it, Uncle Gan! Why are you crying again?"

Gan Lin also waved to Yang Jia with a smile, if it weren't for the fact that the figure was too faint, and there was no lower body, and it was still floating weirdly in mid-air, it would be the same as before.

It seems that there is nothing terrible about not being a living person, at least not in Ganlin. Yang Zhonghua wiped his face, and said sadly and happily: "Nonsense, the wind blows!"

Then he turned his head to look at the figure in the air: "Gan Lin, can't you speak like this?"

Gan Lin tilted his head and thought about it, nodded, and shook his head again.

Yang Zhonghua was a little confused by his actions, nodded his head to be sure that he couldn't, and shook his head to say yes, what does it mean?

Immediately, Gan Lin's expression froze, and the movements in his hands became very professional, and there was no obstacle at all. He stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the ordinary middle-aged man, clenched his fist and stretched out his finger to push it down, which means that the target is determined, and that person is the enemy. Stretching out three more fingers and shaking them, he closed his hand and cut quickly across his neck, which meant that there were three people in total, all of whom were killing objects. Then he pointed to the inside of the bank, compared the number seven, and then changed his fingers into the action of shooting, and then pressed his eyelids with two fingers to squeeze the middle, which means that there are seven bandits in the bank, all with guns and weapons, and nothing else can give more information.

This kind of gesture is the agreed way of silent communication and cooperation, and Yang Zhonghua is too familiar with it. In an instant, my heart was full of blood, as if I had returned to the days when I fought side by side!

Hey! The original comrades-in-arms are back! It's a friendship that can't even be separated from death!

Come on, let's once again charge shoulder to shoulder!

Yang Zhonghua was so excited that his morale soared, he picked up the gun again and trembled again, pointed one hand at his eyes, and then pointed at Gan Lin, compared the number three, and slashed his palm on his neck with the same speed! That means that you are the eye, you show me the target, and I will kill those three people!

Gan Lin smiled silently, and the white mist-like body suddenly disappeared.

Subsequently, Yang Zhonghua saw the bullseye center three times in a row, marking three different targets.

The methods of this group of people are really very professional, and there is not only one way to retreat, but three people and three directions. If it weren't for Gan Lin's instructions, he really wouldn't have been able to find out from this distance. Hehe, the real dead ghost Ganlin, the ability to investigate is still so sharp. Well, there are methods that are not living people, and it seems to be even more powerful!

Yang Zhonghua took a breath, pressed the loss and regained and ecstasy, calmed down in a moment, re-entered a calm sniper level, and once again determined the three targets through the scope, waiting for the time to shoot.

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Khan dies...... Gan Lin was originally a cutscene character, but the more I wrote, the more I liked it, and I felt a little bit like the character had become alive by itself.

In the future, there will be a combination of Yang Zhonghua and Gan Lin's human and ghost possession, which is absolutely violent...... ，