He was the only one in the suite. Han Qingyu had rarely been this lonely since he woke up. He was well protected, and they always kept their care and attention hidden.
This allowed him to experience the world after drastic changes with only relaxation and novelty... Until yesterday, something happened that they couldn't handle for him.
When I put on the stream of the stream, it was a special combat suit. The red fire moth on the chest felt a little obvious, but I couldn't bear it. I put on the boots and the footsteps of the ground became clear.
Moved out the big wooden box made by Dad from the room and opened it on the living room.
This box is already familiar with the entire world, the full set of iconic equipment of the young school.
The upper part of the box is shallow, and the two -handed shape looks different from the blue -style straight knife. However, it is said that it is the highest -level dead iron, which is made of the most powerful knife.
Then it was nailed to the wooden board. Two equipment bands stitched by the mother's own hands, a row of twenty high -concentrated super -dedicated source pieces, and a row of twenty standard metal blocks.
The lower part of the wooden box should be a lot deeper, lying on a large blue light pillar sword, and a trumpet, it looks very embarrassed, but the color is crystal clear.
Finally, the lower left corner of the box, a rectangular grid is a complete set of current tenth generation source energy motor devices.
This set is the one that hit He Tangtang on the back of the head. In terms of seniority, it is the father of all tenth-generation devices in Weilan.
Han Qingyu reached out and took the device, and it felt a little strange for a moment. During this period, he occasionally took out the sword or source energy block to take a look, but he almost never equipped it neatly...
"How do you wear this device?"
Han Qingyu hesitated a bit. He saw He Tangtang and Wu Jie wearing a device many times, and even watched Wu Jie instructing his father to wear it, but after recalling it, he was not sure. Accident.
After all, this is a very energy, very powerful thing, in case of blowing ... Han Qingyu thought, while taking the device on the body to compare ...
Turning around, he began to hesitate whether to call the young warrior at the door in and ask him to help guide him. But that case ...
"Click!"
Four blocks of concentrated source energy, as blue as crystal stones, were stuck into the grooves like bullets. Then the metal box was closed, and the lock made a crisp sound.
... The device is worn.
The whole set of action costs about two to three seconds, and it is completed in the subconscious state.
On the spot, Han Qingyu froze first, then laughed, and smiled a bit bitterly with a bit of self -deprecation, but there were many joy inside.
"Look, I'm still really, just forget it."
He then leaned over and picked up a combat knife.
The right hand is like the condition of the condition, and the battle knife is inserted behind the back, and the card is tattered ...
The second one.
Downstairs, four military trucks were parked by the broken wall on the side of the courtyard. The truck is painted in dark green like other military vehicles, but it has a blue logo and the unit number on the side.
Time is urgent, and it is too late to find Baihua. The soldiers tied to the white cloth at the position of each car's rearview mirror.
Of course they also wanted to see off their commander and comrades, but they didn't know what to think.
Besides, this is the instructions of the young school, and the superiors dare to refuse? To refuse, I am afraid that at least one level is first and one level.
So the application was reported, and they were quickly prepared without waiting for the approval.
"come yet?"
At this time, more than 30 fourth army veterans were waiting for the car, and the people in the building had not been withdrawn. A lieutenant colonel was anxiously sitting on the driver's seat, and the probe whispered at the second floor window.
In fact, of course these soldiers had heard of yesterday's rumors, and some of them had even read the reports privately and seen the photos of the assassination scene.
On this day and one night, the invincible youth school is collapsed ... not only in the world of ordinary people, but also in the source of the source, in the world of generals.
I don't know if it was because of the influence of rumors. The soldiers saw Han Qingyu these two days, and they would feel really not right. For example, he always looks too gentle, occasionally or even a little restrained, and he has not had a fiery aura at all.
And his eyes are too simple. It looks like a simple child, rather than the rumors that everyone can't afford to kill God.
"No, I'll go up and take a look." At the window on the second floor, a lieutenant responded, then turned back, looked up at it, and ran upstairs upstairs.
The sound of the snap foot sounded on the stairs.
There were only five floors in total. The lieutenant quickly reached the last step. As he ran with his head raised, he asked the four comrades standing guard at the door: "Why, Major Qing hasn't come out yet..."
"Click."
The room door opened at this time.
A figure wearing combat uniform and carrying a knife appeared at the door.
The steps of the lieutenant stopped suddenly and stopped under the stairs.
silence.
Five people and five pairs of eyes stared blankly at that figure.
Fake?
real?
Compared with yesterday, even compared to just now, the feeling that the current youth school feels likes to them, and it seems that all suddenly changed. He became ... like a young school.
The scene of the stalemate made Han Qingyu almost think that he had worn the equipment wrong.
Maybe three seconds, five seconds, "唰!" Five people raised their hands and saluted, "Young school."
"Um." Han Qingyu nodded and said, "Let's go."
He did not deliberately pretend to be cool, just because he was carrying the old weapon relationship, his expression was unconscious and cold, and he took the lead in walking downstairs.
On the stairs, every few steps stand on the fourth soldiers.
"唰", "“ "," 唰 "... The arms of saluting are constantly lifted," young school "," young school "," youth school "...
Here, the lieutenant colonel jumped off the cab and led the soldiers to queue.
Wait until Han Qingyu finally walked out of the door, worshiped collectively, "Young school."
"Let's go." Han Qingyu hurriedly returned to the ceremony and jumped into the co -pilot seat. He knew that he had to recover. He didn't know if he could recover. He tried to do it.
Four military trucks started one after another and drove out of the theater base.
Because it was a bit late, I was afraid that I couldn't catch up.
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From the southern suburbs to the urban area, to the northern suburbs, some sections of the seas are strictly controlled today. The road along the way was clean and empty.
A gust of wind blows, and a few deciduous running runs and flutter.
However, both sides of the road include counseling, horizontal intersection, full of people and cars.
Because I knew the news in advance, a large number of citizens took the streets and waited early in the morning to send Zhang Jun and his soldiers for the last journey.
Some of them set out from the countryside before dawn, and some came from other places for a special trip.
"Beep~" The sound of thousands of cars honking collectively came from far and near.
"Come!" People shouted.
In the sight, the military funeral team slowly appeared.
In front of the fleet, the traffic police motorcycle team sent by the local government departments guided the road in arrows.
Then, there were eleven consecutive gifted cars carrying heroes.
The all -armed warriors in the car stand on both sides. Above the coffin, it is divided into two sections, covering respectively the blue flag and the battle flag of the only witnessed legion in Asia.
