In the past ten minutes, Han Qingyu, who had failed the college entrance examination twice, stood at the important juncture of the third time in his life and made what may be the best response and the best answer so far.
Therefore, he successfully escaped the crisis of death and won another option.
However, the results are still disappointing and scary. What he was about to do had just appeared before his eyes.
Corpses, wounded, battles, powerful and unpredictable enemies... all of this made him feel gloomy and desperate.
"But more people here are still alive."
Han Qingyu forced himself to change his thinking and sight to look at the moving figures. They were busy putting the "trophies" into bags with strange textures.
"It is possible to survive. As long as possible, we must try to survive."
"This way we can visit relatives in the future and see our parents again."
"Now that this is the case, what else should I, can... strive for?"
Han Qingyu silently muttered to himself and thought.
"What, you didn't write any compositions when you were a kid? Didn't you imagine that when you grow up, you want to be a soldier, carry a gun, defend your home and country, defend peace, and die as a hero?"
Lao Jian sat on the ground, coughing from time to time but still smoking, smiling, and shouting to the young man in front of him who was obviously still struggling with fear.
He seemed to have begun to regard Han Qingyu as his soldier.
"Ah... I have thought about it and written about it. But I was still young and ignorant at that time. When I grow up, I realize that I am not that good at all." Han Qingyu said seriously.
The unconscious and futile resistance made many people present chuckle in good faith.
"I'm preparing to take the college entrance examination next year. I would rather be a scientist and feel that it would make a great contribution to the country and the world. Well, my grades are very good." Han Qingyu continued to struggle and did not hesitate to tell lies.
The basis for this is that he has now basically understood Lao Jian's temperament and knows that this does not pose a danger.
"Want to go to college? That's great." Lao Jian nodded with a smile, and said with a bit of joking, "Then you're in the right place. I used to be a college teacher, and I'll teach you later."
Han Qingyu was stunned. He was also thinking about whether a future college student or scientist would have a 0.1% chance of making the other party change his mind or give him another better choice.
As a result, the other party, a man who was cutting iron sheets with a knife, said that he was once a university teacher.
"What, you don't believe it? I teach physics." Lao Jian gestured to the people present and said, "In front of you are my former students... There are several college students here."
"..." Han Qingyu believed it.
Although Lao Jian in front of him clearly had the face of an old-fashioned soldier who had been on the battlefield for a long time, full of vicissitudes of life and smoke, he still naturally believed it.
"Almost ten years." At this moment, Lao Jian seemed to be feeling a little emotional. She pointed at herself, then looked up at the night sky and said.
Han Qingyu: "Then you suddenly disappeared? What do others think?"
Lao Jian: "If it wasn't sudden, others... would have thought that I resigned and went abroad."
Han Qingyu hesitated for a moment, "You..."
"Voluntary." As if she knew what he wanted to ask, Lao Jian took the initiative to answer, "Most people here are voluntary."
Raising his hand and pointing at the relics of the "alien robot" that were about to be packed away, he continued to explain, "These things are not often seen. They usually do not appear directly where people live and move. Generally, we There are ways to cover it up. This time it was an unexpected situation...you are out of luck."
Bad luck - this final summary seems a bit perfunctory, after all, it involves a twist of fate. But then I think about it, many things in life are actually like this.
There was no time to think about the process of "voluntary", and no time to complain. Han Qingyu continued to ask: "Then what are they?"
Lao Jian's eyes suddenly became sharp, "You will naturally know this after you join the army."
Han Qingyu: "Oh, okay."
A team member came over and said to Lao Jian: "Team Lao, the scene has been handled."
At this time, less than forty minutes had passed since the shuttle aircraft landed.
"Okay, tell everyone on guard outside to come back and get ready to go." Lao Jian stood up and gave the order, then turned to look at Han Qingyu again.
Han Qingyu was distracted, turning his head away from Lao Jian, thinking: "The people outside are on guard. So, if I really strangled him just now, and then tried to escape... no matter what the situation, I couldn't escape, and the result... ..." He thought so, feeling somewhat fortunate.
Lao Jian was ready to go, stood there and said, "Do you have any more questions?"
Han Qingyu turned to look at him and asked: "I...can I go home?"
"Of course, you are a smart kid, and you are clear and calm enough. Otherwise, I wouldn't want you." To Han Qingyu's expectation, Lao Jian's answer was almost without hesitation.
Then, he continued:
"Tomorrow... forget it, let's let it be the day after tomorrow. At noon the day after tomorrow, people from the relevant departments here will come to your house to deliver the notice, and I will come to pick you up. By the way, they don't know the specific situation, they will just think you are up there It's relevant, remember not to spill the beans.
"Special recruitment to join the army is complete, and the procedures are complete. If you don't tell yourself, no one will think there is anything wrong.
"Remember it, don't tell anyone, if you let out a hint, not only you will die... think about your family, don't hurt them.
"Also, don't make any crooked ideas. Think about it carefully. Do you think you can run away?"
After Lao Jian finished speaking, he looked at Han Qingyu with sharp eyes.
Han Qingyu nodded.
He has now completely given up even the last struggle in his heart. The other party is not only terrifyingly powerful, but can even let him join the army through normal procedures in an understatement... The meaning behind this, Han Qingyu, as a rural child and high school student, wants to I don’t know, but I know I’m afraid.
I asked Han Qingyu his name, address and basic information. The team is ready to set off, heading towards the mountains and forests.
"Let's go, you can go home." Lao Jian walked for a while and turned around to see Han Qingyu still standing and said.
Han Qingyu didn't move and didn't seem to hear. He still stood there hesitating and thinking.
Not finished yet? Lao Jian smiled bitterly to himself and stood down to wait. He was wondering what other questions the child could ask, or how many more struggles he planned to continue?
"Well, do we get paid?" Finally, Han Qingyu spoke.
For a moment, almost everyone couldn't help but grin.
"...Yes, and it's not too low." Lao Jian's eyes showed a little more approval, and she said with gentle eyes: "I can forward it to your parents in the future."
"Yes." Han Qingyu nodded, "What if I die after I go?"
"Normal sacrifice, meritorious service, and compensation." Lao Jian answered calmly.
"Then, how much can you give me?"
"...it depends on the situation."
"Can you give me some first? My family is in a difficult situation and I owe a lot of money to support my education." Han Qingyu explained: "I was going to college. And I am the only child of my parents... I just saved you."
"..." Lao Jian paused, "How many do you want?"
"Two, five... ten thousand."
"I dare you to say that if you prepare a handful, you can make a household worth ten thousand yuan... Do you know how much ten thousand yuan is? You kid." Lao Jian said hesitantly and thought for a moment, "Then, even if I give it to you, how do you tell your family? ? How can the family communicate with outsiders?"
Han Qingyu: "Rural people don't show off their wealth. They hide any money they have and won't talk about it. As for the reason... special talents are specially recruited to join the army and family members are subsidized."
"It's a slap in the face." Lao Jian cursed, smiled bitterly, and said, "Forget it, I'll ask you later. I can't guarantee how much I'll give you."
Han Qingyu's eyes shone, "Thank you for your hard work."
This is the question he was thinking about just now: What should, can I... strive for now?
He tried to leave some money to his parents.
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That night, in the middle of the quiet night and early in the morning, a violent storm suddenly came over the small bay where the moon had been shining for half the night.
The rolling hills of Fenglong'ao, which were said to resemble Fulong, collapsed in several places.
Fortunately, because there are layers of dense forest between the mountain and the village, the landslide did not cause a mudslide, nor did it cause any major loss of life or property to the village.
The men, women, and children in the village were frightened. They ran out of their houses, looked at the mountains and cursed the streets for a while under the heavy rain, and then went back to sleep with peace of mind.
Han Qingyu didn't pay much attention to fear, so naturally he couldn't sleep peacefully.
For him, something far bigger and more terrifying than the landslide happened on this night. It had happened a few hours ago. His perception, his destiny, and his future were all suddenly changed.
