Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 1 I'm at War
"It's a laser-guided missile, fly fast, retreat quickly."

"Da Fei, hide!"

The hysterical roars of his teammates came from the headset, Ouyang Fei's pupils almost shrunk to the size of a pinprick, he threw away the sniper rifle in his hand, turned around and ran frantically towards the roof stairs.

And in the dark night sky behind him, a "Hellfire" air-to-surface missile with a long tail flame was less than two kilometers away. Five kilometers away, an Apache gunship hovered in midair.

Hellfire's flying speed is 391 meters per second, that is to say, Ouyang Fei only has about five seconds to react.

However, no one noticed that in the dark sky, in the void not far from the Hellfire missile, a group of strange chaotic light seemed to be racing against Hellfire, flying towards the roof of the building where Ouyang Fei was located.

In the end, the chaotic light group surpassed the hellfire, and before the hellfire hit the rooftop, it submerged into the running body of Ouyang Fei.

"Boom"

Ouyang Fei jumped up directly from the stairs, and rushed into the corridor. A shocking explosion sounded behind him, and the explosion range of the hellfire instantly covered the entire rooftop, and Ouyang Fei's mind went blank.

Ouyang Fei didn't notice that when the flames and shrapnel from the explosion were about to attack his body, a faint halo of chaos appeared on his body, blocking all the flames and shrapnel.

It's just that the chaotic halo could not stop the spread of the sound, Ouyang Fei was stunned by the loud noise.

At the last second before coma, in addition to the voices of his teammates in the headset, he also heard a voice that seemed to come from his mind, "The mercenary system of the Ten Thousand Realms has successfully merged with the host and is loading..."

"Da Fei, Da Fei, how are you doing?"

"Master, go up and have a look to confirm Da Fei's situation?"

"Canglang, Da Fei is not dead, he is still alive, he threw himself into the corridor, haha, this kid's life is really tough."

"Great, hurry up, take Dafei, let's withdraw, the mission is abandoned, let's not do it! Let Bashar al-Assad die!"

……

a year ago.

Beside the busy street with people coming and going, a young man wearing a military green casual jacket, a pair of sports pants of the same color, and a pair of mountain boots stood straight beside a bus stop, almost motionless.

The young man has a handsome appearance and looks about 25 or 1.8 years old. He is about [-] meters tall and has a burly body shape. He neither looks thin nor gives the impression of a muscular man.

His head was slender, and his sharp-edged face was full of vigor and determination. When his eyes opened and closed, there was a trace of iron blood naturally.

Young people with such a temperament are very common in Xifeng City, because there are several People's Liberation Army troops stationed here, and the citizens who come and go can tell at a glance that this is a soldier.

Today is the weekend, and it is the day when the soldiers go out to rest. The boy's handsome appearance and tough temperament, which is completely different from the more popular fresh meat nowadays, make the young girls passing by frequently look sideways, with brilliant eyes.

Obviously, such a man can bring girls a sense of security.

Ouyang Fei had been standing here for less than half an hour, and three young and beautiful girls had already stepped forward to ask for directions, and took the opportunity to strike up a conversation, and a beautiful Yujie who was driving a luxury car even invited him to go for a ride.

This made Ouyang Fei quite dumbfounded, politely declined the invitations and overtures of the beauties, raised his wrist to check the time, um, it's almost here.

A few minutes later, a taxi stopped next to Ouyang Fei. A young man with the same crew-cut hair and tough temperament got out of the taxi and looked at him with a smile.

A happy smile appeared on Ouyang Fei's face, and he said, "Not bad, it's quite punctual."

"Haha, long time no see, Da Fei." The young man smiled and raised his clenched right hand, walking in front of Ouyang Fei.

Seeing this, Ouyang Fei naturally raised his right fist to meet his fist, "Yes! It will be three years soon."

The young man named Zhang Chengkun was Ouyang Fei's same-year soldier and a comrade-in-arms in the same recruit squad.

When they were in the recruit company, the two of them were the top trainers of the recruit company, and the top two always alternated between the two of them. The two were both competitors and good friends.

It's just that Zhang Chengkun retired after finishing his first-level non-commissioned officer, but Ouyang Fei chose to enter the second-level and stayed in the army.

In the past three years, they have often talked on the phone and kept in touch. This year is Ouyang Fei's eighth year in the army, and he will soon face the question of whether to enter the third rank or be discharged from the army. Zhang Chengkun suddenly proposed to meet him.

Ouyang Fei was naturally very happy, and the two made an appointment so that they could meet here on the weekend.

"Haven't you had breakfast yet? Let's go, the bridge rice noodles are ready." Ouyang Fei shook his head and smiled at Zhang Chengkun.

"Hehe, speaking of it, I haven't eaten authentic Nannan Guoqiao rice noodles for more than two years, so I'll have an extra bowl today."

At a table in the corner of a Guoqiao rice noodle shop, the two Xilihulu finished a bowl of Guoqiao rice noodle, and Zhang Chengkun ordered another bowl.

"Da Fei, it's the eighth year, do you have any plans?" Zhang Chengkun asked casually while waiting for the rice noodle to come.

Ouyang Fei shrugged and said, "What are your plans? Transfer to the third level and continue working! After 12 years of work, we will consider the next step."

Zhang Chengkun frowned slightly, and said: "You will be 30 years old when you finish working as a third-level non-commissioned officer. Nowadays, society is developing rapidly. After you finish working for 12 years, you must have been unable to keep up with the development of the times. You have not done anything for yourself. Have you thought about it for the rest of your life?"

Ouyang Fei was stunned, looked at Zhang Chengkun with some surprise, and said, "Third-level non-commissioned officers will be resettled if they change jobs. As soldiers, isn't the path we will take in the future already determined?"

Zhang Chengkun shook his head with a broken smile, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "Forget it, since you want to spend this life in a mediocre way, I won't say much, this time... I'm afraid it will be our last time Meet."

Ouyang Fei frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Chengkun in astonishment, not understanding what the problem was.

Then there was an inexplicable silence on the table, until Zhang Chengkun's second bowl of cross-bridge rice noodle was served, the silence was broken, "This rice noodle is really delicious, don't you want another bowl?"

"No, I have a chance to eat it every week, you can eat it!" Ouyang Fei replied casually, his eyes flashed, and suddenly asked softly: "Old Zhang, what have you been doing these past few years? "

Zhang Chengkun's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, then casually picked up a pinch of rice noodles and put them into his mouth, sucked them in with a "snooze", chewed them quickly and swallowed them, then looked around calmly, seeing that no one was paying attention to this side , and then whispered two words: "War."

"War? What do you mean?"

"It's literally."

"Where to fight, why to fight? Who to fight for?"

(End of this chapter)