Chapter 7 4. Welcome to Paget

When Lin Feiyu woke up, there was chaos in front of him—— The gray sky, thick haze, Chen Yang's anxious and distorted face. The lieutenant of the Marine Corps opened his mouth wide, yelling something to his side, and looked down at Lin Feiyu from time to time, as if he had something to say. But Lin Feiyu couldn't hear anything clearly. The sound of wind, water, gunshots... Noisy and messy noises came and went one after another, as if a whole symphony orchestra was playing an opera—the lead singer was still Jay Chou, all of which made Lin Feiyu's already unconscious consciousness even more hazy.

where is this Sandy beaches, reefs, coconut trees—this, of course, is Paget Island, a holiday paradise in riots. A question that flashed through Lin Feiyu's mind short-circuited his thoughts for a while, "How did I get here?" He vaguely remembered the "Qingyang", also remembered the landing craft, remembered the icy sea breeze, the turbulent ocean, and then... explode. An explosive such as a rocket landed in front of the reef, and after the deafening roar, there was dust flying all over the sky, scattering Lin Feiyu's face.He seemed to wake up suddenly, and he shivered. He was about to jump up from the beach, but was pushed back by Chen Yang's powerful hands.

"Low your head! Sniper!" The lieutenant gestured towards the coconut grove in the distance: "It's over there." Before the words fell, a bullet hit the top of the reef, accompanied by a sharp "whoosh", and wiped a white mark on the stone wall. "What's going on here?" Lin Feiyu leaned against the rock, covered in cold sweat, "Has your police friend betrayed?" Not only was Chen Yang not amused by this clumsy joke, but his expression became even uglier. "The enemy's firepower was very strong and they were armed with heavy weapons, we were pinned down."

Lin Feiyu glanced around. On this small beach covered by several rocks, there were several soldiers lying here and there, some of them had died, and some were still persisting.The surrounding sea water was stained with blood, which was shocking. Next to it was the No. 3 landing craft that was blown out of a huge depression—it should be said, thanks to the depression on the steel plate, otherwise Lin Feiyu and the marines might not be able to wake up. . A soldier who seemed to be a communication soldier was yelling into the radio, repeating words such as "intercepted by fire" and "request for support" several times. Judging from his anxious expression, the contact seemed to have encountered a problem. little problem.

Lin Feiyu took a deep breath and quickly regained his composure. First of all, there is a problem that must be understood: "Who is firing at us?" "I don't know," Chen Yang bowed his back, avoiding the gunmen in the distance, "but they don't look like rioters, at least the report didn't mention that they would have this level of firepower." "This level of firepower?" Lin Feiyu pointed his thumb behind him and smiled wryly: "You mean M24? I don't think the people on Paget Island can afford it." "Em what?" "M24SWS, an American-made tactical sniper rifle, uses NATO 7.62mm standard ammunition. It sounds like the model used by the Marine Corps..." Lin Feiyu nodded seriously: "Well, a flash suppressor is also installed. The NS5 type."

"You can hear this?" Chen Yang paused, and put away his surprised expression: "Wait...you mean, the US army is opposite us?" "It's hard to say," Lin Feiyu shrugged: "It's hard for me to make a conclusion when no one has seen it." "Come on, just right," said Cheng Jianxin, who was hugging his Type 88 and huddled behind a small rock: "I often dream of shooting at old beautiful snipers." "You're just ruthless!" Chen Yang said angrily, "You haven't fired a single shot yet." "You can't blame me, I don't even have a place to put the gun flat."

From the young man's calm expression and glib dialogue, Lin Feiyu vaguely sensed his professionalism - he was neither angry at the sacrifice of his comrades, nor frightened by the predicament in front of him, and kept a calm and calm heart anytime and anywhere , This is the quality that an elite sniper should have. As if in response to the quarrel between the two, another string of bullets hit the top of the reef—this time apparently from the direction of the port.Lin Feiyu shrank his head and glanced at the seven or eight marines hiding between the reef and the landing craft. "How many brothers do you have?" Lin Feiyu asked in a low voice, "The ones that can move."

Chen Yang was silent for a moment: "It's all here, and there are two wounded. The other squads can't be contacted, and my deputy company commander is also missing." That was probably a sacrifice——Lin Feiyu kept his words in his mouth, pressed Chen Yang's shoulder and said: "Your company is from the 1st Marine Division known as 'Jiaolong', right?" Chen Yang seemed to be inspired by something, and took a deep breath: "Yes." "Then I think that your people should carry out the orders given before anyway—before they receive new orders."

"should be." Lin Feiyu stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the port: "Can you hear the gunfire over there?" Chen Yang nodded. "Your people are executing your orders, and they are trying to gather at the port," Lin Feiyu frowned. "I think, as their company commander, you are obliged to join them and give further instructions." "Of course." Chen Yang glanced at the dock building in the distance: "How could I leave my brother behind." "Very well, then we have our destination." Lin Feiyu raised his head slightly, and glanced at the beach behind the reef—this action ushered in another sniper shot, which almost flew past his scalp.

"Move from here to the port, the nearest bunker is there," Lin Feiyu pointed to a small wooden house not far away - it seems to be a tool room for fishermen, or something like a toilet: "About 150 meters away from us rice……" "150 meters..." Chen Yang shook his head: "It's too far away, a sniper can shoot at least three times." "He will kill us all like a target," Lin Feiyu was silent for two or three seconds: "So I have an idea, I will help you bring down the sniper, and then you take your people to quickly take down the port and gather there Team."

"What?" Chen Yang showed embarrassment: "Are you kidding..." "Sorry, not this time." Lin Feiyu compared to the port: "The few broken houses in the port can't hide many people, your 'dragons' should be easy to take down, first establish a defense line there, and then watch Can you get in touch with the 'Qingyang'?" "That's not what you mean! Lin Shen!" Chen Yang looked very anxious: "I got the order to ensure your safety at all costs, but now you are going to risk your own life, I can't agree to this... here is On the battlefield, you are not a soldier, we have an obligation to protect you." Lin Feiyu suddenly showed a furious expression: "I'm a major now, do you understand? Major! I'm reasoning with you, but you can't do this... Lieutenant! Execute the order immediately!" He hooked Chen Yang: "Give me the 95 style first, hurry up .” "but……" "Without a gun, that sniper won't die by himself! Do you want me to rush over and bite him with my teeth?" Chen Yang couldn't resist the "major's staff officer" in front of him, so he had to turn around and pick up a Type 95 assault rifle covered in dust from the beach—the handle was still stained with blood, and handed it to Lin Feiyu.Lin Feiyu took it swiftly, pulled the bolt, then pointed to the corpse of a marine on the ground and said: "Who is lying here?" "Chen Zeliang...the deputy platoon leader of the first row, Chen Zeliang." Chen Yang's throat twitched lightly: "When he went ashore, he was shot in the neck by a sniper, and died on the spot." Without further ado, Lin Feiyu dragged the corpse to him with one hand—even Chen Yang had to admit that he was quite strong despite his thin physique. "Hey, sniper over there, what's your name?" "Cheng Jianxin." The other party gave a military salute in an awkward posture: "What instructions does the chief have?" "The M24 is a bolt-action gun. There is about three to four seconds between shots. I'm in charge of suppressing it. Are you confident that you'll hit it with one shot?" "The point is, how do you suppress it?" Under the surprised gazes of the surrounding soldiers, Lin Feiyu grabbed the collar of Chen Zeliang's military uniform, and whispered to the dead soldier: "I'm sorry, brother..." Then he turned his head to face Cheng Jianxin: "If you hit a shot, you dare to shoot at me!" Do I promise?" "There may not be only one gunman on the opposite side..." "I'm asking you something!" Cheng Jianxin rubbed his chin, "No problem! Chief, I'll wait for your signal." "It's now!" At the same time Lin Feiyu finished reading the last word, he moved Chen Zeliang's body to his side and pushed it out of the rock. With the sound of "poof" when the bullet passed through the human body, the body was knocked backwards.And at the same moment, Lin Feiyu stood up, straightened his waist, raised his gun and raised his head, and fired two or three bursts in the direction of the jungle. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of Type 88 shooting, and Cheng Jianxin fired another shot in the direction where Lin Feiyu's bullet fell. "Hit!" he yelled loudly, "Looks like he's not dead! He's not dead!" Without saying a word, Lin Feiyu supported the back of the reef with one palm, rolled over with one hand, and rushed towards the jungle with his rifle in hand. "Lin Shen!" Chen Yang also stood up and shouted at the soldiers around him: "Cover and shoot! Quick! Cover him!" Lin Feiyu turned half of his head and drew his hand behind him: "Leave me alone! Take your men to take down the port! Immediately!" He ran fast, and he got into the bushes in the blink of an eye. A few bullets arrived too late, nailed to the trunk of the coconut tree, and scattered pieces of debris. The wounded sniper fell by the side of the bushes—it was a big, middle-aged man. He held his lower abdomen with his left hand. The area was already stained red with blood, and it looked like he was still seriously injured.Seeing Lin Feiyu rushing forward with a rifle in hand, the man quickly pulled out his pistol and fired. Lin Feiyu turned his head, and the bullet flew past his cheek, and then kicked the opponent's pistol away. "Don't move!" Lin Feiyu bent down and pressed the muzzle of the Type 95 gun against the opponent's forehead: "The People's Liberation Army will not abuse prisoners, but I will." Whether it was because of pain or fear, the sniper showed a hideous expression.He is about 35 years old, with a brown complexion and a strong build. From the pimples on the forearm exposed from the cuffs, it can be seen that this guy is definitely not an ordinary islander. "What's your name?" Lin Feiyu asked in English, "Where do you come from?" The sniper opened his bloody mouth, struggling to make a sound, but he still couldn't utter a complete word, but from the shape of his mouth, Lin Feiyu could roughly judge that what he wanted to say was probably a phrase starting with F —some uncivilized phrase. "You don't want to say yes?" Lin Feiyu said coldly, "It seems that you are ready to experience my 'professional skills'." Before he finished speaking, the sniper rolled his eyes, twitched his hands and feet twice, and stopped moving. "What are you doing? Playing dead?" Lin Feiyu cautiously stretched out his hand to confirm, only to realize that the man was really out of breath. He sighed softly, picked up the M24 sniper rifle at his feet, laid it flat in his hand, and looked at it carefully. This is a very new gun, it looks like it may have been manufactured only last month.From the trigger to the grip, every part has been carefully scrubbed. It can be seen that the gunman is very careful-in the humid and hot environment of Paget Island, using such a precision rifle is a kind of training in itself . Lin Feiyu threw away the sniper rifle and focused on the corpse again. The man was wearing a black suit, with military boots and a peaked cap. There was no identification mark on the clothing. Lin Feiyu stretched out his hand and pinched his cuffs—it felt like some kind of synthetic fiber, no different from ordinary ternary blended military uniforms.The moment he touched his chest, Lin Feiyu was taken aback for a moment, hurriedly unbuttoned his clothes, and pulled the neckline to both sides. A rectangular metal object that seemed to be a cigarette box appeared in front of Lin Feiyu, with a small LCD screen embedded in it, densely packed data flickered on the screen, and made a faint "didi" sound from time to time. Lin Feiyu knew this thing—— "Life indicator?" His eyelids twitched, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart. To be precise, a life indicator is a medical device that is installed on a patient to monitor various physiological indicators of the patient 24 hours a day. Once a "change" occurs, an alarm will be sounded in the doctor's monitoring room.Of course, the "life indicator" on the sniper's chest was much more sophisticated than the ones used in hospitals. Lin Feiyu has been in contact with similar equipment before, and the special forces of the People's Liberation Army have also used it in missions. Its biggest role is to remind nearby teammates: "Someone has an accident here." The moment Lin Feiyu realized that "it's not suitable to stay here for a long time", gunshots rang out beside him. The dense elastic thread passed by the feet and hit the ground, splashing mud.Before he had time to judge who it was and where he was shooting from, Lin Feiyu scrambled and ran forward. His intuition told him that returning to the open beach is definitely a dead end, and it is a wiser choice to run deep into the jungle instead. Trapped deep in the jungle, alone and helpless, with death still rolling back and forth by his side, this is really an unlucky day—Lin Feiyu, who only cared about fleeing for his life, had no time to sigh, he waded through bushes and palm trees, silently Counting the Type 95 ammunition in his hand, he fired back at the location where the gunfire sounded.In fact, he didn't aim at anyone at all, he just fired randomly based on feeling. Finally, a few seconds earlier than expected, Lin Feiyu fired the last bullet.He threw away the assault rifle in his hand and turned into an unarmed deserter wearing a casual shirt, followed by a group of mysterious men of unknown origin but armed to the teeth - this is certainly not his ideal working state . It's just that Lin Feiyu has already gotten used to it—in the words he often said: "This time it's fine." The weather was bad, and the branches and leaves became thicker. Before running far in the jungle, the visibility dropped sharply to the point where he could only see the surrounding environment clearly.The pursuers were also unwilling to waste bullets, and the dark red laser aiming line replaced the shooting, moving back and forth in front of and behind Lin Feiyu, no matter how much he dodged, he couldn't get rid of it. Objectively speaking, Lin Feiyu's speed is already very fast, but the opponent's pursuit is obviously well-trained. The strong wind whizzed past the canopy of the trees, and every plant and tree was disturbed by the infiltrating airflow. Lin Feiyu's long hair danced in the wind untimely. Suddenly, he stopped - a two-three-meter-high two- to three-meter-high tree appeared in front of him. There is a shallow stream below the small cliff, and the sides of the waterway are densely covered with bushes and weeds. A great opportunity to escape! Before he had time to think about it, he jumped off the small cliff and ran a few steps horizontally to the right side of the section. When the voice of the people approached, he reached out and touched a bush above his head - it was particularly dense and had already grown. It was less than half a meter out of the cliff, just enough to be caught with one hand. Lin Feiyu jumped up and rolled into the bushes. Before he could hide, three armed men in black jumped down at the same time - right where he just jumped off. Lin Feiyu held his breath, listened to the sound of "dongdongdong" heartbeat, and stared at the three people who were only five steps away from him. They are well-dressed, tall and well-equipped - all German-made G36C assault rifles, except that they don't wear steel helmets. The outfits of these three people can be said to be the same as real soldiers. Suddenly losing sight of Lin Feiyu, the three of them were obviously a little confused. They hunkered down, back to back, and patrolled along the cliff twice back and forth, but still failed to find any clues.A militant wearing a peaked cap who looked like a "leader" made two gestures towards the bushes in front of him - it was a military gesture of "advance and search". It was quite professional and standard. Movie. Lin Feiyu was about to rejoice that he escaped a catastrophe when the three of them stopped suddenly.They held down the earphones hanging on the sides of their faces, as if they were listening carefully. "Team D is starting to move." The leader's English was not very standard, and seemed to have a French accent, "Let's withdraw first." Their radio channel still works!This discovery convinced Lin Feiyu that the electronic interference on the island was caused by these militants. "But the Chinese hasn't been caught yet." "It's okay, the clothes don't look like soldiers." "But he can use a gun ... and he can run very fast." "Liu Xiang ran faster," the leader patted his companion on the shoulder, "I guess it was just a tourist who happened to get a gun. Do you believe he killed Robert?" The so-called "Robert" should be the sniper killed by Cheng Jianxin - Lin Feiyu thought to himself, "I really didn't kill him." "Forget it, it doesn't matter," another militant in black - still a woman, said with a disdainful smile: "What can he do alone?" "Very good, miss," Lin Feiyu raised the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, "Let's wait and see." "Okay, let's go, don't make the knight wait." The leader snapped his fingers: "Besides, the jungle is not safe." knight? While Lin Feiyu was thinking about what "knight" meant, the three of them had already moved away slowly along the upper reaches of the creek.He waited a little longer for two minutes until the only sound in his ears was the sound of the wind, before he dared to lean out and jump off the cliff. He pulled out a rubber band, tied himself into a ponytail, and looked around slowly—this is the so-called "holiday paradise"?The strong wind raged overhead, the darkness surrounded him, and the damp stench of the jungle surged up the soles of his feet—it also stained the "Li Ning" sneakers he had just bought. If you get lost in the wild, it's a good idea to retrace your steps -- if you have no other options.Lin Feiyu hated crawling in the dark jungle very much, and his opponent obviously didn't like it either, and the reason was quite special-"Besides, the jungle is not safe" seems to have a deep meaning. No matter how lush and wild the jungle is in the resort resort where fines may be imposed, it is nothing but a man-made back garden. What else is "unsafe"? With one deep foot and one shallow foot, Lin Feiyu stepped on the muddy ground. He had never felt that walking would be such a painful thing.Two small animals that might look like monkeys were lying on the tree, staring at Lin Feiyu with strange and resentful eyes, and making strange calls that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which made him very uncomfortable. Indeed, compared with the previous imagination, Lin Feiyu's actions made a big mistake - he should have been wearing casual clothes, toad glasses, and ponytail, sitting on the picturesque seaside, and he was still serving A glass of lemonade with a martini, or a martini with a lemon juice, and then, like a real "intelligence worker," do some sneaky activities in broad daylight-gather intelligence, torture prisoners, Or having sex with some bulging beauty... It is a pity that Lin Feiyu has never been a real "intelligence worker". He has not even received formal espionage training, but the tasks he performs every time are not competent for ordinary "intelligence workers". There were sporadic gunshots faintly in the distance. Lin Feiyu listened carefully and realized that it was the sound of Type 95 shooting. He couldn't help stepping up his pace and ran towards the direction of the exchange of fire. When he passed a wooden signpost, his curiosity made him stop for a while—he looked ahead and behind him, not to mention any buildings, not even a trace that could be called a "road". No, here is an arrow-shaped wooden sign, what will it write? "If you get lost, head straight in this direction to get back to Paget Town." Lin Feiyu smiled bitterly after reading the above English, thinking that this is really a model of personalized service. Suddenly, a strange noise came into the cochlea, and he couldn't help shivering, his whole body trembling. "Hiss... hiss..." Unlike wolves, there are no wolves on the island.It wasn't a snake or any other small lizard either—it was loud, at least for a heavyweight monkey. Lin Feiyu picked up a branch at random—it wasn't an effective weapon, but at least it could strengthen his courage, and maybe scare animals who had never seen the world.He moved his steps and approached slowly in the direction of the sound. Something is wriggling - in the bushes ahead!The light was dim, and the branches and leaves were whirling. It was difficult for Lin Feiyu to identify what that thing was, but one thing was certain—it had already sensed that someone was approaching, so it slowed down its movements and held its breath. The sound was obviously much lower than before. "hiss……" Lin Feiyu pushed aside the grass in front of him with his hands, took a deep breath, then poked his head out, and quickly glanced ahead a few times. At this moment, a red cloud passed by in front of it. It dragged a strange trajectory, jumped and jumped, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the dark bushes, leaving only red spots flickering in the sky. Lin Feiyu felt that he might be dazzled—it should be said that he must be dazzled. He closed his mouth that was wide open because of his astonishment, and rubbed his eyes again, but he could still see some red mist swaying between the branches and leaves. It is so dazzling and bright, yet so ethereal and fuzzy, like a red veil suspended in the forest, as thin as smoke, blowing away with the wind. Whatever the thing is, it's not listed in any guidebooks for Paget Island. Lin Feiyu swallowed, and decided to follow up to find out, but just as he took a step, he tripped over something and nearly fell to the ground. a corpse. The corpse of a middle-aged woman—as if she had just been disembowelled by a wild beast, the surrounding grass blades were stained red with bright red blood, and her internal organs were scattered all over the floor.Lin Feiyu carefully turned over the corpse with a branch, and saw a bronze-colored face belonging to a local, with a dull expression and a slightly sunken mouth. Before he could feel the pain, something killed him. Since the corpse was mutilated, it was impossible to determine where the fatal injury came from. Lin Feiyu crouched on the ground, staring at the corpse, puzzled. After a while, there was another intensive gunshot in the distance—it was still the Type 95 firing.Obviously, the battle over the port is not over yet.Compared to the woman who died tragically on the ground and the weird red light, Lin Feiyu felt that the lives of the marines were more important. After all, they were his compatriots, and they were the only backup force he could rely on at present. After walking a few more steps, the roar of the engine was faintly heard in front of him, and he slowly approached from far to near.It was only then that Lin Feiyu noticed that behind the bushes a few meters in front of him, there was a road winding forward-although the road conditions were not flattering, judging from the dense tire tracks on it, it was probably a "main road". The noisy human voice entered the cochlea, and Lin Feiyu quickly dodged sideways to the tree.A truck that looked dilapidated and didn't even have a license plate, accompanied by several militants holding G36s, rushed along the road against the direction of the gunfire. Where are they going?Lin Feiyu couldn't help but feel a little surprised. These guys in black clothes, black trousers and black military boots are well equipped and physically fit. They shouldn't be the kind of "rioters" who would start a revolution on a small island; Compared with the police on Paget Island, they are more like a regular army. With the equipment and military literacy of these people, it is a matter of no effort to occupy the entire island. What's even more strange is that they are "retreating"-the gunfire crackled behind them, but they walked slowly as if they hadn't heard anything, talking and joking with each other from time to time, like a battle in the port Nothing to do with myself. They obviously blocked it on the beach, why didn't they drive Chen Yang and the others into the sea in one go?Don't have this strength?Or is it not necessary?What about after the retreat?Where will they gather?What will you do after gathering?Lin Feiyu couldn't think of the answers to all the questions, and he might never get the answers until he caught a "living victim". Watching the queue go away, Lin Feiyu dared to poke his head out of the bushes where he was hiding until the roar of the engine was completely swallowed by the hunting wind. He squatted down and carefully examined the traces on the ground.The tire marks were blurred as if they were rolled out by a pile of stone wheels, and even the shape could not be discerned. It can be seen that this broken car has not been maintained for some days; the human footprints are just the opposite. Judging from the extruded outlines, they were wearing uniform infantry boots—even the patterns on the soles were exactly the same. The rest of the journey was calmer than expected. Although Lin Feiyu was cautious and hid while walking, he never encountered other militants or anything else.It didn't take long before the outlines of the port buildings appeared among the foliage, and a huge billboard that read "Welcome to Paget" lay across the road, riddled with bullet holes. "Welcome to Paget..." Lin Feiyu raised the corner of his mouth, "It's really concise." At this moment, the sound of gunfire could not be heard at all in the port, and the battle seemed to have come to an end—but Lin Feiyu still couldn't tell who would win and who would lose. The few wooden houses on the periphery of the pier were billowing with smoke, which looked particularly dilapidated against the strong wind and dark clouds.The whole street was empty, only scraps of paper were spinning in the air, and the port was lifeless from inside to outside, like a deserted city. But the fresh bullet holes in the wall speak to the fact that just a few minutes earlier, there had been a fierce battle here, and the belligerents had poured loads of ammunition on each other, turning this dilapidated but still peaceful The small pier turned into a battlefield. no body— The blood on the ground indicated that there were casualties in the battle, but there were no corpses. This also meant that the two sides did not fight each other to the death, at least one side could send enough "living victims" to collect the corpses. Lin Feiyu leaned against the wall and moved step by step to the corner of the room. Where he was crouching, the bullet casings were scattered all over the floor. He carefully picked up one of them and squeezed it a few times in the palm of his hand. 5.8 mm caliber - this is a bullet casing ejected from a Type 95 assault rifle. Judging from the situation at the scene, his owner has swept out a whole shuttle here.Naturally, Lin Feiyu raised his head, straightened his neck and looked forward, trying to find a possible impact point. "Don't move!" At this moment, something hard pressed against his back. At first, he was nervous and scared, but Lin Feiyu immediately recovered his composure—the other party spoke standard Chinese with a bit of a Beijing accent, so he must be a Chinese.He raised his hands and turned around slowly, and the two marines stood side by side with no expression on their faces.Although the black muzzle of the Type 95 was facing his face, Lin Feiyu felt at ease. "You are..." The soldier on the left seemed to recognize the unkempt Lin Feiyu in front of him: "Are you that... that staff officer?" He immediately lowered his gun, "A major from the National Security Bureau? Sorry! Chief!" He said Immediately stood at attention and held a gun salute: "I didn't recognize you at first, so..." "Well, don't worry about it," Lin Feiyu shrugged and smiled calmly: "It's my fault. I didn't expect the tourism projects on Paget Island to be so wild." "The company commander has been worried about your safety. We were going to send someone to find you in the jungle." For some reason, this sentence made Lin Feiyu feel a little hurt. "I was looking for him too," he suddenly put away his smile, "Lead the way, soldier." The temporary command post was set up in an old-fashioned big house in the center of the port.This place might have been the Port Authority, or an office or something, anyway, the area is not small.The inside is divided into many small offices that look very "modern" - at least Lin Feiyu has not seen this layout in other places in Paget so far. There was a smell of gunpowder in the space, and debris, documents, and glass shards were scattered everywhere, looking like it had been devastated.On the wall in the middle of the hall, hung a huge world map. "A good omen..." Lin Feiyu smiled wryly, and accompanied by two soldiers, he walked towards Chen Yang. The lieutenant noticed his approach, and immediately greeted him with strides, standing at attention and saluting. Looking at the ragged and disheveled Lin Feiyu, Chen Yang resisted the urge to laugh, turned his head and waved to the subordinates beside him: "Go find a piece of clothing for Lin Shen, hurry up!" "It's best to have a windbreaker, size M." Lin Feiyu carefully drew a few times on his body, as if he was talking to a tailor: "Black, with a long hem, it should be able to cover your knees, ah... that's right." "He snapped his fingers: "It is best to make domestic products, I like domestic products, Adi Wang, Jiang Dandun, in short, the more fake the better." Chen Yang felt that he had begun to get used to the strange guy in front of him - after being with him for a long time, he found that Lin Feiyu's peer was quite... how to describe it?cute?ridiculous?exasperating?Maybe a little of both. "What do you want, Lin Shen?" The northern man laughed heartily: "I found some supplies here, bread, fruit, and local dried fish - all fresh food, definitely better than the ones we brought. Military rations are delicious." "If I say I want a bottle of Coke right now," Lin Feiyu tore off the tattered patterned shirt on his body, "you won't spoil my interest, will you?" On Lin Feiyu's not-so-large chest, a terrible scar started from the left collarbone and extended to the lower edge of the right rib. If you look carefully, you will find that there are several scars, large and small, densely covered on his body, similar to his The pairing of strong and fit muscles somewhat awed the people present. Obviously, this slender and frail man is definitely not as simple as he looks. "Chief..." Chen Yang replied in a very serious tone: "There is really no Coke here." "No Coke?" Lin Feiyu frowned, as if aggrieved: "I understand why the people here want a coup..."