The Ultimate Blue Seal - Chapter 70

Xue Xiaolu suddenly let out a scream. Qin Luo was okay. Lu Qingbai was not a field staff at first, and her mental quality was not strong. She almost made her angry with this voice. Then he followed Xue Xiaolu’s gaze and his face turned blue— -A corpse on the dissection platform is shaking itself up, and its skin is pale gray.

Then Lu Qingbai’s gun really went off, hit the corner of the dissection table with a “bang”, sparks splashed everywhere.

Qin Luo’s hand was much more stable than his. When he raised his hand, the bullet plunged directly into the middle of the forehead of the corpse who had climbed up.

So the dear fellow dragged his stomach before he could sew and lay down straight, knocking his head on the dissection table with a crisp sound.

Xue Xiaolu opened her eyes wide, and said shiveringly for a long time: “Then…what is that stuff? Doctor Lu, are you sure he is dead?”

Lu Qingbai’s hand holding the gun was not calm, but his mind was very calm. He turned and beckoned to the other two people: “The headquarters is not safe, let’s leave here first.”

He hesitated, picked up a box of scalpels, held a gun in both hands, and walked in the first one, leaving Xue Xiaolu in the middle. After Qin Luo broke his back to the two of them, the three of them walked out of the medical clinic very nervously. At that moment, Qin Luo felt that he clearly heard a low growl that was absolutely not human. She was excited, and Yu Guang glanced at Xue Xiaolu and Lu Qingbai in front of her, feeling that they were already nervous enough and didn’t dare to speak out.

The footsteps of the three people echoed empty in the corridor. The corridor seemed to be endless. Every time they passed through a corridor, the cameras of the surveillance system above their heads seemed to be alive, slowly turning around an angle. “Stare” as they walked by.

A faint cold light flashed on the mechanical screen.

The three of them were very familiar with the headquarters. They went straight downstairs, passed the hall cautiously, and walked towards the gate. Suddenly, Lu Qingbai stopped, and Xue Xiaolu’s attention was focused on both sides, and he suddenly stopped. She couldn’t help turning her side slightly, and took a look over Lu Qingbai. With just one glance, she felt a coolness rushing down her back-the place where the gate should have been turned into a wall, and all the doors and windows were sealed. Desperately, a clown’s face hung on the original door position, her eyes gleaming maliciously, and she saw with her own eyes the clown’s shameless mouth slowly rising up.

Suddenly, the cheerful music common in amusement parks rang around, and even the whirring wind, as if there was a merry-go-round beside them.

However, as the clown’s smile on the wall got bigger and bigger, the music became slower and slower, the rhythm stuck there, like mourning and music, each beat was heavier than the beat, and it also faintly brought a certain weirdness.

The three people stood together back to back, footsteps sounded all around, Qin Luo turned his head, and saw countless “people” dangling like them coming over, all with iron-skinned skin, and she was the first to bear the brunt. There is a bullet mark on his forehead!

The gunshots rang, these zombies fell one after another, and the back waves of the Yangtze River rushed towards them like the front waves.

After hitting, Lu Qingbai felt that something was wrong. He got a chill behind his back and suddenly turned his head to find that Qin Luo and Xue Xiaolu were gone—no, it’s not that they disappeared, but they suddenly became a lot of them, I don’t know what At that time, the zombies in the whole house became countless Xue Xiaolu, countless Qin Luo, and even… countless himself.

Each of them was holding a gun, looking at each other with a blank look.

Lu Qingbai had never been so creepy in his life.

Then the sky finally brightened, and the white smoke slowly dissipated from the eyes, and everyone was waking up from a big, heart-warming dream, or was alive or dead, or was abandoned in countless mazes that time and space never reached. Years, or with a group of self and teammates avoiding, shooting each other, exhausted.

Chang Dou cried suddenly, breaking the silence of the early morning. He said, “Where am I? Where am I?”

The compulsory sleep has been closed, the sealed doors and windows opened, and direct sunlight came in. Everyone listened silently to the constant teasing cry, as if they had passed away, or…had passed away.

A wake-up call sounded outside the door-I hadn’t heard such an ancient thing for many years. Several people were stunned. The voice of the wake-up call was very penetrating, like a signal, digging them out of the trap of the past and present. Came out.

Hu Bugui realized that he was still holding Su Qing’s whole person in his arms. Fortunately, everyone was in a trance. No one noticed. He lowered his head and met Su Qing’s eyes. After a while, the two people looked away at the same time and got up from the bed.

Hu Bugui said cleanly: “Don’t cry often. Everyone packs up and gets up. Today is the first day of training. Don’t be late.”

Obviously only one night, but as if experiencing a lifetime, Fang Xiu silently wiped a hand on his face, then glanced at the messy and unimaginative Chang tea next to him, then picked up the other’s coat. He got up, threw it on Chang-jo’s face, and muttered: “I will sell you again if I howl.” I got up from the bed.

The officer who received them the night before showed up quickly. The middle-aged man has a very good mentality. Under the gaze of Qi-Shuang trying to rip him up, he saluted him calmly and turned to lead the way: “Please follow me. Come here for breakfast.”

As if not worried about who would pick up a brick behind him and shine his head like that.

The officer took them to a large canteen. It was the old-style canteen with windows. There was a large wooden table in the middle. There was a circle of long benches next to it. Two people could sit on one bench. The table There are seven sets of bowls and chopsticks, steamed bun dim sum fried dough sticks beside it, and a large bowl of noodles floating with oil flowers.

The few people who had just escaped from the “Wandering Forest”, “Gray Labyrinth” and “Zombie War” looked at each other and found themselves back in the “going up to the mountains to the countryside” scene this time.

Lu Qingbai sneered, poked the buns on the table with his chopsticks, raised his head and asked: “Comrade, there won’t be any hallucinogens in it, right?”

The officer smiled friendly: “There are limited conditions in the training class. Don’t mind if you don’t mind, but if you are tired all night, let’s eat more.”

When Lu Qingbai’s temper came up, he would be reluctant. Su Qing held him down and showed a nonchalant smiling face: “I got up early in the morning. It’s hard work for you. So much food is too much to eat and it is wasted. Why eat with us? ”

——This is where the knife is hidden in the real smile.

The clay figurines also have a three-point nature. The officer glanced at them and understood what was going on. The ST training class has the tradition of taking strong medicine on the first night, and it is most prone to various situations the next morning. Seeing Su Qing’s appearance, he knew that he would not sit down and that this group of people would not have a chopstick, so he went to the window to get a set of tableware, sat down with them, and first filled himself with a large bowl. Noodles, eat it in big mouthfuls.

Hu Bugui lowered his eyes and gestured to the others. Several people picked up the chopsticks one after another, but Su Qing was not in a hurry. He had nutrients in his pocket, and it didn’t matter whether he was eating or not. Picking up the noodles with chopsticks to play, while looking at the officer sitting across from him, he began to ask: “What do you call a comrade?”

“The last name is Zhong, Zhong Shiliang.”

“Oh… Then it doesn’t matter if I call you Big Brother Zhong?”

Zhong Shiliang looked at him and smiled: “You can call me old bell.”

Su Qing bent her eyes and smiled, and poked a few times in her bowl with chopsticks: “We participated in the training. It was arranged above. It stands to reason that we should do what the organization makes us, not more. What are you asking, right?”

Hu Bugui did not stop him, and let the imperial diplomat play his own initiative. He only sighed as if he heard the truth: “But, you see, our team is also a new team. Usually when we are on mission at the headquarters I have to start to run in again. Many things are not well coordinated. I am worried. What if we people let the organization down?”

Zhong Shiliang put down the bowl and looked at Su Qing calmly. He said that don’t look at the young comrade’s age, but he really got the true biography of General Xiong. He said, “Don’t worry about this, our training center will do our best. Do your best to help everyone successfully complete this training.”

“Yes, it will take you more trouble.” Su Qing smoothly put a piece of meat for Zhong Shiliang and put it in his bowl. Unfortunately, there is no alcohol on the table due to discipline restrictions. Otherwise, I guess he would stand up and change the cup now. “I’m not worrying about it, alas, to tell you that, I don’t have any formal military training myself. I always feel that I am a little worse than others. I am trembling, um, less confident.”

Fang Xiu almost choked on his throat with a mouthful of noodle soup, and Hu Bugui held up the bowl, blocking the smile that appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The dinner table was silent. Others were responsible for feeding themselves. Su Qing was in charge of being close to Zhong Shiliang. After a meal, those who didn’t know thought that Su Qing and Zhong Shiliang were old comrades who had known each other for a long time.

As he talked, the topic came back to Su Qing with a sincerely frowning face: “I didn’t have a bottom, and I was even more frightened by participating in such a high-level training.”

Zhong Shiliang asked him: “What’s the bottomless?”

“I don’t even know the content of the training, Lao Zhong, I’ve passed the physical exam since I was a child by sympathy. If this is a five-kilometer load-bearing cross-country run, wouldn’t I just go to see Marx?” Su Qing opened his eyes and said Nonsense, “Furthermore, I heard that there is psychological training in the army, my psychological quality…cough, don’t mention it!”

As he said, he habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Zhong Shiliang in a familiar manner. After Zhong Shiliang waved his hand and refused, he squinted his eyes and touched the lighter. Before he could get him The broken lighter that was turned off last night swayed out of the fire, and Hu Bugui stretched out a hand from the side and snatched the smoke away: “It’s early morning, don’t smoke.”

Su Qing tilted his head and glanced at him, pursing his lips, and in a rare unremarkable way he did not express any objection, and honestly put the cigarette case back into his pocket. Turn around and continue to say to Zhong Shiliang: “You don’t know, I still recognize the bed. I didn’t sleep well last night, and I had a dream. I dreamed that many trees had become fine, and chased me desperately behind me. My fart is peeing, my legs are still soft now.”

Zhong Shiliang looked at him and smiled: “What you had last night was not a dream. It was a’multi-frequency variable-dimensional space’ that entered the training class.”