People have different living habits, they also have tasks, and they deal with them in different ways.
Some people are used to going to bed early to recharge their batteries; but others are night owls and find the long nights very difficult. Even if he is going to the battlefield tomorrow, he still cannot miss out on the activities that should be done in the evening.
Ronan temporarily gathered the combat power of the underground cave engineering camp to form a deep blue cluster. Among the members, there are at least two systems: the field army and the Huaicheng close defense army.
We didn't know each other or were familiar with each other before, but we got together by chance and took an aerial classroom trip through the Golden Triangle. We have all survived until now, so we should celebrate it no matter what.
Now that they had a name, some people who loved fun ran to the military activity room of the advanced base and held a simple and lively social activity.
The military activity room is an industry of the Guards, and it is relatively plain, at least that's how it seems now - the organizers of the party were originally thinking about whether they could bring in a few veterans of the Guards in Lake City to make the place more popular. , as a result, there were only some service staff left in the activity room and even the entire rest area, which was really refreshing and clean.
There is no other way, apart from eating, drinking, playing and playing, everyone can only play cards or games.
In the same venue, there are still obvious differences in habits.
Some people hold on to their game consoles and never let go;
Some people like to chat with new friends and expand their network;
Some people still like to hang out with old friends.
There were about twenty people, forming three or four circles.
As the "boss" with the highest military rank in the game and one of the organizers of the social activities, Fries should have been at the forefront of the "commercial exchanges" and have a drunken fight with the brothers in Huaicheng.
But I don't know if he was drunk or something, but others ignored him and just put their arms around the shoulders of the young man Zha Zheng, leaning their heads against each other to communicate.
However, it is not talking, but face-to-face retina typing...
A body apart from Frith, Zhao Xi saw everything and was so drunk.
He didn't drink well, and after three rounds of fighting with the Huaicheng brothers, he was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he put on a silly smile and withdrew from the front line battlefield. Leaning against the booth sofa to hide away.
His brain was a little sticky, but if he thought about some things more, he would understand: Fries was probably worried that Ronan would be scared by that young man, or that he would give up on himself and cause trouble again.
As a leader, no matter how careless you are, you have to deal with the instability under your control...so it's still too troublesome.
It’s better to be a technician.
Zhao Xi giggled twice to himself, but he caught a glimpse of someone approaching from the corner of his eye. He was breathing heavily, as if he was too drunk, and at the same time he crossed his legs to make room for people to pass - the position separated from Frith was for the toast. Prepared by people.
However, the visitor did not go over, but sat down next to him. Probably because he was so close, Zhao Xi could clearly feel the heat radiation source there.
The visitor didn't say anything, he just sat like that, as if he was hiding with him... No, in the semi-enclosed space surrounded by the curved booth sofa, the originally lively sound of laughter was suddenly cut off.
The back of Zhao Xi's head rolled on the backrest and he looked sideways:
"Ouch!"
Feeling that his eyeballs and shoulder and neck muscles were sprained together, Zhao Xi couldn't care less, his waist and back straightened, and he was at least half awake from the wine:
"Luo, boss Luo!"
Zhao Xi also realized in hindsight: This was actually the first greeting everyone received after Ronan sat down.
Fries let go of Cha's shoulder, rarely sluggish.
The young man next to him was worse than him.
Was he caught red-handed?
The semi-enclosed space formed by the high-back booth sofa, as well as the noise from the game consoles and card tables, prevented other people in the activity room from noticing the arrival of the big BOSS.
This accentuates the stiff atmosphere here in the booth.
Ronan's limbs were very loose, or was it fatigue? He sat there with his elbows on his knees and his shoulders hunched over, looking more like a half-drunk person than Zhao Xi.
Fries finally regained his composure and asked cautiously: "Boss Luo, what are you..."
"You guys are too noisy."
"..."
"Think of it as a joke."
Shit!
Everyone who had the misfortune to be squeezed into the booth felt something like this in their hearts.
Ronan also corrected it: "I mean, just get me a... um, cold beer."
Everyone was stunned for a moment. There happened to be one on the table in front of Zhao Xi, the kind placed in an ice bucket.
Canned, it's more or less interesting.
But at this time, he didn't care much and hurriedly handed it over.
Ronan took it and politely thanked him, then opened it, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp, while drinking, he stretched out his hand again.
Zhao Xi, who was beside him, quickly understood and hurriedly handed over another can.
After a few moments of handing it over, the previous can of beer had reached its bottom, and Ronan handed the empty can to Zhao Xi.
He stopped drinking from the new can, and changed his posture to lean against the back of the sofa - almost the same as Zhao Xi's before, but he put the cold beer can on the back of his neck, pillowed it, and stretched it. Let out a long breath.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Ronan breathed out, hot wind blew over everyone's scalp.
Then I heard Ronan complain: "There is no one at the bar, and there is no way to get it out of the vending machine...and there is not enough ice."
"What?"
Zhao Xi understood immediately, this boss Luo, who has a tender face and a mute voice, is probably not yet an adult...
Damn, I’m really underage!
But that's not funny, just absurd.
At this time Ronan called him again: "Change another bottle."
Zhao Xi almost thought he was being PUAed, but he still subconsciously reached out and took it. As soon as he took it, he was a little confused. The beer can that was inserted in the ice tube half a minute ago was already obviously warm.
In addition, the fingertips were burned - it was caused by rubbing the edge of Ronan's palm.
"Holy shit... you have a fever?"
It feels ridiculous just to say it.
The group of people's attention was originally focused on Ronan, but upon hearing this, they looked at each other.
Ronan had already asked for another can of beer. This time he simply rolled it on his cheek and answered casually: "That's right... To be precise, it almost burned down the stove. Take the time to dissipate the heat."
If it had been anyone else, everyone would have just taken it as a joke. But after all, most of you here are well-informed and are Burners themselves. They know very well that sometimes when training goes wrong, there will indeed be similar extreme situations.
Fries on the other side probably forgot about the ability level of the young man in front of him: "This doesn't work, do you want a bucket of ice water or something... Uh, I mean, how can I adjust it?"
"It'll be fine in a moment." Ronan continued to take a deep breath, but a smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking himself, "Practice is not easy, isn't it?"
At the booth, some thoughtful people were already thinking about how much decisive real-time information like "Luonan's practice was in trouble, and he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside" could be sold for.
Those with a more evil heart may think a little more: Could it be some kind of trap, just waiting for someone to jump?
No matter how everyone thinks, in this situation, they basically have no qualifications to initiate the topic. Fries could probably do it with his courage, but Ronan was in such a state that it was hard to say anything.
There was a moment of silence in the booth, and as the time continued to accumulate, it tended to become more and more embarrassing.
Ronan seemed completely indifferent to this atmosphere. He no longer changed the beer cans, but just rubbed his face according to a certain rhythm, as if he was distracted again...
Well, I am thinking about a certain difficult problem in practice.
No one can stand it if this continues, and some people have already begun to think about how to escape.
Freese also received an urging message from his subordinates asking him to break the situation quickly. He was about to scold these helpless men on his fingertips when he suddenly heard Ronan calling him:
"Lieutenant Colonel."
"Well, Boss Luo?"
"How many years have you served in the field army near Lake City...?"
"More than five years."
"Are you familiar with the situation in Lake City?"
"Relatively familiar..." While doing a simple question and answer, Frith suddenly felt a typical "sense of déjà vu", and then he remembered that Zhao Xi had asked him this before when he arrived at the advanced base.
He glared at Zhao Xi, who was confused.
Ronan was still chatting: "The development here at the Forward Base is relatively mature."
Frith discussed the matter: "It's okay, except that the smell of copper is a bit stronger. Well, what Boss Luo means is..."
"It's nothing. I just saw that the base is built near the water, and everyone is very relaxed. It's almost unbelievable that Baifengjun is not far upstream."
For a moment, the professional soldiers in the booth had sarcastic expressions on their faces.
Ronan's statement is valid.
Today, the earth's academic community and the public opinion field have almost determined that the birthplace of the era of distortion is the depths of the ocean. The ocean areas of the earth are indeed much more dangerous than the land areas.
The "supporting" rivers and their tributaries connected to the ocean are adversely polluted by marine abnormal species, and are considered to be the most dangerous area after the ocean.
In addition to the threat of aberrations, there are also the growth of various mutant viruses and bacteria. Even underage students like Ronan must learn the common sense that "any source of living water in the wilderness is a dangerous place."
Over in Xia City, a century-old canal project in the interior was even intentionally or unintentionally abandoned. The fear of wilderness water sources and water systems is evident.
The forward base of Lake City can buck the trend and maintain it to this day under the shadow of Lord Baifeng. It is indeed worthy of discussion.
Fries put everything else aside for the time being and responded with a smile: "It's still the same sentence: people die for money, birds die for food. After all, this is the forward base, everyone is here, no one is here for vacation and health.
"Besides, in Lake City, where mountains and rivers are at war, what we play is the wilderness economy. If it weren't for the real predators, who want to make money at will, if everyone wants to live a more comfortable life, they can only rely on the mountains to feed on the mountains and the rivers to feed on the water. Being surrounded by mountains and rivers. If you eat it, there's nothing you can do about it. Well...that's pretty much it."
The more Fries talked, the more awkward he felt. Similar topics had been mentioned before when they were flying over the base. It seemed that Ronan had also commented on "seeking profit from danger".
Isn't this asking knowingly?
He thought for a while, then added, or re-emphasized: "When I was here, Lord Baifeng was still hiding in the mountains. The situation now may be different from before."
Ronan followed the logic: "Shouldn't it be more tense? The problem is that the people next door are relaxed enough. Compared with you at that time, is it about the same?"
"this……"
Frith couldn't answer for a moment. After some detours in his mind, he realized that "next door" should refer to the explorers and mercenaries who were grouped into the "Southern Area" by the base.
The base partition effect is good, Fries doesn't know what kind of virtue there is. But when it came to being messy, he was quite good at it, and he immediately burst into laughter:
"Of course explorers and mercenaries have more fun than us, but this is also during a mission. When we have some free time, we can have fun with them!"
With that said, he raised his glass and invited everyone to drink together.
Everyone admired this courage to show off in front of the big devil. What was even more incredible was that Ronan actually opened the can of beer in his hand and responded.
Boss Luo was embarrassed, and others would only sing the opposite if they were crazy. At that moment, everyone raised their glasses and drank together in a lively atmosphere. It perfectly blends into the overall atmosphere of the activity room.
As a result, the other groups of people still had no idea that Ronan had arrived.
Ronan drank the full can of beer in one gulp. Probably due to the alcohol, he crushed the can with his hands and threw it on the table. Amid the cacophony of cheers, I heard him laughing:
"You'll probably have some free time tomorrow and need to work hard. There's no need to change the day. Why don't you go now?"
There was silence again in the booth. When a group of people were mentally sluggish, they saw Ronan standing up first and hooking his hand towards Fries.
Fries stood up involuntarily: "Boss Luo..."
Ronan raised his chin: "I feel so anxious and anxious, I just need to take a breath... Let's go take a look?"
