The scenery outside the window changes, and the train takes away not only the hometown but also the once peaceful life on the extended railway track.
For about a second or two, Han Qingyu thought about saying something to Wen Jifei, such as "I will try my best to take you back alive."
He didn't say anything in the end, firstly because it was too blunt; secondly because he didn't have the confidence at all.
He didn't even know how many days he would live.
In fact, even if he has already concluded his reasoning and knows that his physique is a bit special in absorbing fusion source energy, Han Qingyu still knows: in fact, it is just a matter of one knife.
An ordinary knife would be enough, not to mention the pillar sword of the black-armored robot.
Han Qingyu had seen that thing before. It looked like an extra-large black umbrella with a tight grip, except that the handle had no hook and the tip of the umbrella was like the tip of a gun.
The sword also has a lattice structure similar to the surface of an umbrella, but every fold is a sharp edge that curls outward...
There is a saying in the history textbook I studied in high school that describes certain tragic battles as meat grinders, but the numbers and words are too abstract... Han Qingyu didn't understand it in the past, but now he really feels that every pillar sword , it’s all a meat grinder.
Lao Jian mentioned it once later, saying that the scene when he flopped to the ground like a kicked duck that night was actually not the result of being hit, but the result of successfully blocking a pillar sword sweep with his knife. .
Blocked...still like this!
What if it wasn't blocked?
Han Qingyu felt a little heavy in his heart.
By the time he came to his senses, Wen Jifei on the other side was already chatting with the people in the carriage.
"It was just when we were in the first year of high school. Everyone was there during military training and we were singing songs... Suddenly a snake appeared in the flower bed on the playground. Did you know? What I saw was that it had a triangular pointed head and a thick wrist. The student teacher We all panicked." Wen Jifei waved his hand and said vividly: "Then we saw a figure silently walking into the flower bed, pulling at it a few times... and took the snake out."
"The teachers were so scared that they said you should put it down immediately. The man smiled and said hello, it's a viper, it's very poisonous, I'll take it away. That's how I got to know Qingzi."
"No one stopped him on the spot that day, not even the school guard."
"He just took the snake to the street with one hand and found a restaurant to sell it."
"Later, on the second day, the school finally came to its senses and took Qingzi to criticize and educate him. He was given a warning... and he was rewarded with twenty yuan privately."
"..."
Han Qingyu didn't know exactly how he started, how he started talking, and why he talked about such a boring topic, but the situation in front of him, including the person who was lying on the seat shaking and sobbing just now, were all listening to him.
There is actually something magical about this scene.
Because there was only one person in the whole place who was cheerful and talking incessantly, and he was the only one who didn’t know what he was going to face.
However, someone soon whispered to him.
The front and rear doors of the carriage were closed tightly. Everyone was present, and Lao Jian was not there either... The Blue Alliance soldier did not stop him.
After hearing this, Wen Jifei was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Transformers?"
No one answered him.
"What about Megatron's side? What about our side?" He is a person who is good at joking. He can say and answer. The meaning of his words is probably asking where are Optimus Prime and his gang?
After asking the question, he laughed, and laughed, and laughed... His face gradually changed, and his enthusiasm cooled to numbness, to confusion, to absurdity, and to an unbelievable hint of worry.
Because no one around him was smiling except him. Everyone was looking at him, and everyone's eyes were covered with a thick dead silence that could make people feel heavy.
Wen Jifei hesitated and turned his questioning eyes to everyone in front of him, "We..."
"We", the only soldier present who had actually experienced the battlefield spoke up and answered his question. After a pause, he said seriously but somewhat feebly, "Go up and chop with the knife."
Wen Jifei turned to look at him.
"Where's the gun?"
"It can't hit. They said that gunpowder can't push dead iron bullets, and the energy will be absorbed. But ordinary bullets can't hit, and we don't have that much dead iron. I don't understand."
This guy couldn't joke. Wen Jifei had already made a judgment just now, and he didn't look like he was joking at all.
Wen Jifei stood up from his seat and turned his head to look around. Wen Jifei turned his attention to Han Qingyu who was sitting in the corner.
Meeting his gaze, Han Qingyu nodded slowly.
"...Damn it." Wen Jifei sat down, shook his head, then covered his face with his hands, rubbed it hard a few times, and fell into silence.
He was not stupid. He had judged early on that this unit was special and dangerous, and he made a lot of guesses, but the final result was still completely beyond his imagination.
Someone tried to comfort him.
Han Qingyu shook his head to stop him.
"Actually, those are not robots. Someone will tell you what they are when you get to the army." The honest soldier added, "In short, our habit is to call them 'big sharp'."
…………
Lao Jian came back and didn't say anything, but the atmosphere in the carriage was taken away by him, returning to the previous situation where everyone was alone and silent.
Han Qingyu didn't know if everyone here was forced by him to take this train, but even if it wasn't him, there was probably another similar person, and it wouldn't be too different.
In the next two days and three nights, apart from washing, eating, drinking, excreting and sleeping, Han Qingyu just watched the sun rise and set outside the car window calmly and silently.
He didn't even try to enlighten and comfort Wen Jifei.
Because no matter how good the relationship is or how worried you are, this first step, the process of acceptance, must be completed by the plague chicken himself, otherwise, he will have to experience greater psychological torture in the future.
Han Qingyu became a bystander and witnessed with his own eyes the process of Wen Jifei coming back to life during these two days and three nights.
The plague chicken flies so powerfully.
When he gradually came to life, he gradually returned to his original appearance, began to find people to talk to, and put his curiosity above his fear of death...
Han Qingyu was not only relieved, he even felt a little admired and envious.
However, Car No. 14 did not wait for another lively scene. After Wen Jifei recovered, he had not had time to fully exert himself again. At about four o'clock in the morning after the third night, the train slowly stopped at a small and remote station in the northwest. Up comes another officer.
Lao Jian stood up, shook hands with him, and said, "Get off the car."
But not everyone in the carriage got off. Lao Jian called his name, and only four of the ten people got off with him, including Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei.
A military truck with a hood parked outside the station and they got on.
"Continue to sleep." Lao Jian said, "It's still far away."
