Our Lady's Redemption + Spoiler

An Mingshi knew he was going to be in trouble, and shouted angrily:

Zhang Xiaoqi! You killed my own sister and took my life, I will not let you go if I am a ghost!!! You will regret it, you will regret everything you created one day!!!!

Accompanied by his crazy cry, Gu Yi's fist slammed down, hitting An Mingshi hard on the back of the head.Unable to withstand the heavy blow, An Mingshi's neck bone broke in an instant, and a big hole was laid in the back of his head, killing him instantly.

Afterwards, Gu Yi let go of An Mingshi's body, let him float in the air, and slowly descended with the damaged parachute.And she herself opened the parachute not far after An Mingshi floated away, completing the task this time.The recording also ended here, and when the camera went black, the whole picture disappeared.

Zhuang Linfei stared blankly at the disappearing screen in front of her, while Long Hui stood silently behind the console, his deep eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Not long after, his deep voice reached Zhuang Linfei's ears:

An Mingshi's body has been found by the police. The incident was treated by the police as a death in a skydiving accident, and it was published in the next day's newspaper.He paused and continued:

I'm leaving, Miss Zhuang, take care of yourself.

The author has something to say: the second update is over and will continue tomorrow.The puzzles in the previous chapter are easy to guess, let me remind you, it’s similar to cutting key words from newspapers and spelling them into threatening letters.

☆、Chapter [-]

My name is Gu Yi, and I used to be an agent, but now I don't even know what I am.

I have no parents since I was a child. As long as I can remember, I have lived in the military camp and learned various knowledge and skills from the instructors.The instructor is like my father, and the orphans around me who have no father or mother and are training in the military camp are like my brothers and sisters.

When I use this analogy, I don't mean that the relationship between us is very deep, but that we are in roles and obligations that must be fulfilled, just like fathers and brothers and sisters.Maybe those of us are cold-blooded by nature, we don’t know what family affection is, but we are like puppets on a string. From the moment we enter the barracks, everything is stipulated. We should treat the instructors with the same awe as we treat our fathers. , Treat your comrades in arms like you treat your brothers and sisters with a tacit understanding.

In the first 14 years of my life, I faced extremely boring training every day, day after day, year after year, I thought my life would continue like this until I was old, but obviously I was wrong .We were trained for a purpose, but I didn't know this purpose at the time.Maybe when I think I understand it later, I still haven't been able to understand the real purpose.

We have a lot of contact with the instructors, because we are together almost every day and obey the instructors' training and command.But each of us knows that the instructor is not the person we need to be in awe of the most. What we need to be in awe of the most is a burly and deep man. His name is Long Hui, and he is the person in charge of the entire training camp.

When I was young, Long Hui hadn't been promoted to the rank of major general. At that time, he was still the rank of lieutenant colonel and was the battalion commander of the training camp.When I was young, I was not enlightened, or heartless. I didn't know what our battalion was. I just thought that we were all just ordinary soldiers of the empire.It was around the age of 14 that an audition made me really realize what kind of people we are.

Our training covers a wide range of areas, so the training content is extremely difficult and boring.We have a lot of skill training every day, including basic physical training, fighting skills, weapon use (including all kinds of firearms and bombs), driving (all sea, land and air must be learned, mainly car driving, tank driving, helicopter driving, small aircraft) driving, motorboat driving, cruise ship driving), neural response training, combat psychology courses, drug resistance training, thinking training, camouflage skills, computer and network applications, etc.

At the same time, there are half-day cultural courses every day, involving military affairs, politics, astronomy, foreign languages ​​(using at least six languages), geography, physics, chemistry, biology, medicine, and even art and social etiquette.But we don't study literature and history, because Long Hui thinks that won't do us any good.He told us: Literature is the product of a group of people who like to show off their writing to express their private emotions, while history is a lie fabricated by the ruler.Of course, the later me did not agree with such a view, but no doubt at that time, I, who had not been educated in literature and history since childhood, was indeed brainwashed.

When I was a child, I was very simple. As long as it was a task assigned by the instructor, I would definitely complete 14% of it. My competitive spirit made me take the first place in every assessment.I think, when I was young, I was extremely outstanding. It was because of this excellence that I was only [-] years old, stood out in a selection, and finally had the opportunity to leave the training camp.

I don't understand what it means to leave the training camp. I just feel very excited. For 14 years, I have never set foot on land outside the training camp. Even in the field survival training, we were only sent overseas by large military cargo planes. Uninhabited island.I have never been in contact with the outside world, which makes me curious.

Then I understood that our group of people is called the Imperial Agent Candidates, and once we are selected from the training camp, we are no longer candidates, but real Imperial agents.