I accidentally made a few more raids

Jing Changze lay on the bed and gradually regained consciousness.

Some familiar soreness on the head is the soreness caused by the accelerated healing of the treatment device after the injury, and it can be eliminated in a few hours.

He still closed his eyes, recalling what he did before he fell into a coma.

The last scene in my memory is Fang Yiyang smashing a boat, he jumped into a lifeboat and escaped, and I don't remember anything after that.

It must have been a concussion caused by hitting the head, Jing Changze quickly made a self-diagnosis.

I hope I was saved by other people, instead of opening my eyes and seeing that kid Fang Yiyang.

He narrowed his eyes cautiously, the whitewashed walls, the therapeutic equipment fixed on the walls, a row of four hospital beds, the emergency exit signs on the roof and the handrails used in weightlessness.

Looks familiar...

Each hospital bed is covered with the same sheets and pillows, the quilts are neatly folded, a fiery crest is printed on the corner, and a blazing flame is in the middle of the circle.

The strongest force in the empire - the First Legion of the Flame Army.

Jing Changze slapped himself on the face, what the hell kind of luck is that!

"System, why am I here?"

System: "The twin tail exploded, the host clicked on the distress signal, which was received by the Cheese, and rescued."

Cheese...it hasn't changed its name yet.

System: "Didn't you plan to find Jin Pojun to eliminate the favorability degree?"

Yes, I originally planned to find a place, change my identity, make up a perfect excuse to explain why I didn't die, and then pretend that my temperament changed drastically to reduce my favorability.

Well now, not only did he have to explain why he was still alive, but he also had to explain why he had something to do with the key of space.

I just hope that Jin Pojun isn't on this damn battleship.

The system ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "Also, Jin Pojun has already performed biometric identification to confirm your identity, and he has doubts about those false experiences in your database."

Jing Changze: "System, I hate you."

System: "Thank you for your encouragement."

"How much is Jin Pojun's favorability now?" Jing Changze asked.

"Jin Pojun's favorability is 100%." ​​The system replied, "Also, Fang Yiyang's favorability may be almost 105%."

"Thank you, you don't need to remind me." Jing Changze thanked him angrily, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Won't Jin Pojun like me too?"

System: "Unable to query."

Probably not, Jin Pojun is so serious and old-fashioned, his mind is full of family, country and world, and he may not even know what liking is.

"System, is my girlfriend still there?" Jing Changze asked again, he reckoned that he might need to move out this girlfriend this time.

The system changed to a cute female voice, and she replied cutely: "I'm here, my dear!"

"Okay, I don't need it now." Jing Changze held back his nausea, "I'll call you when I need it."

There was no way to escape, so he took a few deep breaths and sat up from the hospital bed in one go.

The scalp continued to be dull, and Jing Changze rubbed his temples, his eyes were dull, and he looked around in a daze.

The therapist in a white military uniform saw him wake up, walked out of the office, first notified the general, then came to Jing Changze's bedside, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Headache." Jing Changze answered truthfully.

"The wound has healed, but the wound is deep. Excessive treatment may damage the body, so it will hurt for a while." The therapist explained, "It will be fine in a few hours. Do you need painkillers?"

Jing Changze shook his head.Pain can help him perform for a while, so it's better to have a little pain.

The therapist nodded: "If it still hurts after five hours, just tell me and check again."

Jing Changze raised his arm, the silver bracelet had a smooth surface and was fastened tightly to his wrist.

"This, can you help me take it off?" He asked.

The therapist thought it was just an ordinary bracelet, and raised his hand to help him take it off, but when he touched it, he found that there was no connection.He gave a "huh" and took the therapeutic device to scan it again.

"You..." The healer was startled, "How did you get this bracelet on?"

Jing Changze didn't answer, but asked, "Can you pick it off?"

The therapist stuck the healing device on the bracelet and performed a few operations, then shook his head: "No, forcibly picking it off may hurt you, and the success rate is extremely low."

"But someone is chasing me," Jing Changze said pitifully, "This thing can send out location information, and I'm afraid it will implicate this spaceship."

Before the therapist could answer, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.The leather shoes step on the ground, strong and powerful, with a great sense of rhythm.

Jing Changze's nerves were habitually tense, as if he was woken up by the ringing of the phone when he was sleeping late on the weekend, and when he looked at the screen, it was the feeling when the leader called.

"The Cheese will block all abnormal signals, so you don't have to worry about being spied on." Jin Pojun walked in from the door of the treatment room, followed by a few subordinates, "Don't you remember?"

General Jin was no different from two years ago, his face was stern, his face was sharp and angular, his nose was straight, his eyes were full of solemnity and seriousness, and his short hair was clean and neat.With a height of 1.9 meters, he was wearing an imperial fiery red military uniform, with a golden belt bestowed by the emperor on his waist. He carried the bloody aura of fighting on the battlefield, majestic and untouchable.

He walked to Jing Changze's hospital bed, lowered his head and fiddled with his hair, took a closer look, and smoothed his hair gently.

"The wound has healed." Jin Pojun said.

Jing Changze froze, like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to move a finger.

"What?" Jin Pojun's tone was flat, but a smile appeared in his eyes, "I don't know Cheese anymore, and I don't even know me?"

"You, you are—" Jing Changze stammered, trying his best to show the tension of worship, as if meeting an idol, "General Jin?"

"Huh?" Jin Pojun frowned, and the smell of blood on his body became stronger, "I really don't know you?"

"How dare you not know you!" Jing Changze waved his hand, "You are the hero of the empire, everyone knows it, and I have admired you for a long time."

Jin Pojun stared at him closely: "..."

Jing Changze lifted the quilt covering his body and tried to jump off the hospital bed.

"Sit down." Jin Pojun shouted.

Jing Changze shuddered, and sat up, not daring to move: "Yes, yes, yes."

Jin Pojun stopped talking, Jing Changze shrank his neck, lowered his head, and picked his fingers.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced curiously at the subordinates behind Jin Pojun.

The one on the left wearing the uniform of the Raging Flame Army pilot is Tang Ying, who is very familiar with Jing Changze. He looks a few years younger than before. It seems that after the war, the pressure has decreased and he has become more energetic.

The short sergeant on the right was also wearing the uniform of the Flame Army, with the Fire Emblem pinned to his chest. Jing Changze didn't know him when he saw it for the first time.But the other party looked at him with reverence, and Jing Changze suspected that he would pounce on him in the next second.

Jing Changze had a high reputation in the army because of his sacrifice in the Yunwuxing battle, so he was not surprised by his admiration for this sergeant.

"Then do you know me?" Tang Ying asked a step forward under Jin Pojun's signal.

Jing Changze looked up at him timidly: "I don't know him."

Even though Tang Ying was mentally prepared in advance, he still showed a sad expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Jing Changze apologized in a panic, "I don't usually follow the news very much, so I don't know you, so don't worry."

Tang Ying reached out and patted Jing Changze on the shoulder, leaning over to look him in the eyes: "You really don't remember? Forgot us all?"

Jing Changze asked in a daze, "Remember what?"

The therapist who stood by and listened silently was also a newcomer this year. He looked left and right, and cleverly began to read the records and diagnostic methods of amnesia.

Jin Pojun kept staring at Tang Ying's hand on Jing Changze's shoulder, and felt that this claw was very obtrusive.

Tang Ying reminded: "Let's fight together—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jin Pojun forcefully inserted/inserted between Tang Ying and Jing Changze, separating the two of them.

He made the same movement as Tang Ying, clapped his hands on Jing Changze's shoulder, and looked straight into his eyes.Everyone was amazed at Jing Changze's amnesia, and no one noticed his unusual movements.

"Have you forgotten everything?" Jin Pojun asked coldly, "Including the driving skills I taught you?"

Jing Changze was puzzled: "What?"

On the surface, he pretended to be very similar, but in his heart he yelled madly at Jin Pojun for not playing cards according to the routine.

Brother, why are you concerned about this?I haven't decided whether to pretend to be amnesia or not to have amnesia for technical things!

Jin Pojun stood up straight, with anger rising in his eyes, everyone took a step back in unison to avoid the general's anger that was about to erupt.

"Hey." Jin Pojun sighed, "You forget it."

Qiao Shuo was taken aback, and stared blankly at Jin Pojun's back, suspecting that his boss had been crossed.How could this attitude be so different from the way he treated himself!

Jing Changze, who was about to make a show, was held back by Jin Pojun's reaction: "..."

Shouldn't he be angry?This old stubborn is not angry?

Jin Pojun felt the surprised atmosphere around him, snorted coldly, and the atmosphere immediately returned to normal.

"It's very safe here, take a good rest first." Jin Pojun continued to say what he would never say normally, "Call me if you have something to do."

Jing Changze sincerely thanked: "Thank you, General."

hmmmm?

Why not play the cards according to the script?Doesn't he ask?Don't ask what's going on?Don't you even ask who chased me?

How can I continue acting?

The follow-up plan is aborted!

Jing Changze guessed that Jin Pojun was trying to test himself. After he finished talking about the clinker, he really asked his subordinates to leave, and told the therapist to treat him well and not to mention things that should not be mentioned.

...really gone?

Half the talk, and the whole set of acting, what do you mean by "I forget it"?

I don't have amnesia!That's not how the script was written!

Jing Changze scratched his ears and cheeks angrily.