Sentinel is not good

The moment he rushed out, Song Jian felt that he must be crazy.Regardless of whether that person was Zhou Yun or not, he just looked at the back and rushed out blindly, not even finishing the canned vermicelli.

No matter how bad it is, it's still canned food, and it's also the points I got for my hard work picking up trash.Brother said, food cannot be wasted, food is life.

After a few steps, he realized that he hadn't caught up with the figure at all.That tall figure flashed like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the alleys of Steel City.

Perhaps, that wasn't Zhou Yun at all.

Certainly not, the guides all wear uniforms, except for the uniform of the Supreme Commander Chi Shu, who is white, and the rest of the guides wear similar clothes.

But what happened to me?Song Jian stood where he was, in awe of the real guide Su.Just a little bit, can make oneself have a shallow dependence, no wonder the guide can only sort out S-level sentries, no matter what level the guide is.

If hundreds of thousands of sentries had such a dependence at the same time, they would definitely fight to snatch the guide.

Just wait quietly for the guideline to be metabolized, it should be soon.The sentinel can feel whether he needs to prepare for the guideline injection, the body will be uncomfortable, and the mood will be disturbed.

At this time, the Sentinel is very impulsive and aggressive, and will fight when put together.

"What the hell are you doing?" Wang Ba persuaded helplessly, "Go back to eat quickly, I heard you were running."

"I...I ran out to see, nothing happened." Song Jian forced himself to forget about Chief Zhou Yun, the two should not be in contact, "I just... suddenly wanted to eat a small cake."

"I'm so happy, I've never eaten it, at least you have." Wang Ba said, "Go back to eat quickly, remember your position, Xiao Qiancai."

"Yeah. Stay hostile and stay vigilant." Song Jian returned the same way, but recalled the taste of chocolate and fresh strawberries from his memory, and slowly savored it.

Returning to the cafeteria just now, Song Jian sadly found that the cans he hadn't finished had been taken away.The shell of the can is metal and belongs to the recyclable materials of the base.Even the canned food in the munitions supply bag should be taken back as much as possible after eating.

I haven't finished eating yet, why did I take it away... Song Jian hesitated for a moment, and didn't ask for a second portion.Sentry has a faster metabolism and is prone to hunger. Song Jian tried not to let himself be hungry, but there is one thing more important than filling his stomach.

What he wants to do is absolutely not allowed in the base, and he is definitely not a good sentinel.Song Jian left the cafeteria with his bag on his back, and collided with countless sentries on the street, most of them were B-level.There are too many sentries in the base, and they don't know each other, but after retiring, they can marry sentries or ordinary people.

Song Jian turned left and right, entered an alley, and knocked on a door three times.

No one inside responded, and the way to answer Song Jian was to knock on the door three times in the same way.

"Me." Song Jian knocked three more times before the door opened.

"You came late, you should have come yesterday." The person who greeted him inside was a woman who was also a sentinel.

"I've been busy these few days..." Song Jian didn't have the nerve to say that he was so busy studying Zhou Yun these days, "I'm busy, I have a lot of things to do. Li Han is gone."

The woman is used to it. "Sentinel, always say nothing. We all cherish life."

Song Jian half-closed his eyes, waiting for his vision to adapt to the light in the room. "Why aren't you surprised? He came with me last time."

"Why should I be surprised?" The woman sat down slowly. "I am 30 years old. If I hadn't broken my leg, left the front line, and opened a shop in the base city, do you think I would survive to this day? The fate of the sentinel is artillery fire. Okay, did you bring the goods back this time?"

Song Jian opened the backpack and gave her all the more than 100 cans.A dozen more sticks were shaken out from the interlayer.

"Why did you bring these back?" The woman began to count.

"The 30th district is in a harsh environment, full of deserts, and few trees are seen." Song Jian has been doing the business of stealing wood, "I took the risk and brought it back in my underwear."

The woman put it down immediately and smiled. "The inspection of the temporary base is only for metal, not for wood, but you are hiding there..."

"Otherwise, how can I hide it? I don't want to, I always stab my ass. I..." My little one was wronged to death, Song Jian made a habitual movement of pushing the frame of the mirror, and it was empty on the bridge of the nose. of.

It was the first time a woman saw Song Jian without glasses.

From Song Jian's clean nails, she saw the nasal bone, and then at Song Jian's eyes, and the well-positioned cheekbones. She was handsome and obedient. "It's the first time I've noticed that your eyes are so beautiful. Do you want to do something else? You can't save enough points to buy a sacrifice quota with the stealth business you're doing now."

"What business?" Song Jian pushed his hair back to cover his face, not his roots and chin.

"Some B-level guides need to vent." The woman went straight to the point.

"The guide needs to vent, so why not find a sentry?" Song Jian pulled the high collar of the overalls, "There should be a lot of sentries waiting in line."

"Of course not." The woman smiled, "There are too few guides, and the mental pressure a guide bears is often overloaded. Don't think that we are at the same level as guides, so we can bear their mental fragments. A B-level guide vents on In your mental picture, you may not be able to hold on."

Song Jian frowned, even the B-level couldn't hold on, so how did he hold on to the S-level?

"Would you like to do it?" The woman flicked her nails, "I pull the thread for you because we know each other too well. There are often sentries who secretly do this job and earn a lot of points. It's worse than you at once. You can make a lot of money by hiding small wooden sticks."

Song Jian lowered his head and began to think seriously.

I have been separated from my brother for seven years, and I haven't been able to find him in these seven years.But there are still so many bases and so many sentinels.The battlefield will only get bigger and bigger, and I may not be able to survive every day.Every time I come back from a mission, I will dump a few sticks and cans to earn dozens of points.

You can buy a sacrifice quota through the black market, which costs tens of thousands of points.

Seeing him, the woman hesitated: "If you don't want to do it..."

"I'll do it." Song Jian squeezed his knuckles.Since I can even endure Zhou Yun's level, the B-level guide should be fine.

"You are very straightforward." The woman wanted to touch Song Jian's chest, but Song Jian avoided it. Her fingertips only touched the fabric, but it did not hinder her sense of touch to capture information.Underneath is a young and active body, with a thin layer of muscle attached to the human skeleton, in good shape.

"Well, I'm straightforward." Song Jian nodded slowly, "How many points do you get at a time? When will it start?"

"Five thousand points at a time, and in three days, I have a regular customer coming." The woman took the stick and the can, "I have a question, why do you have to get the sacrifice quota? It's just... looking forward to your own death?" ?”

Song Jian stared at one place, and shook his head slowly.

"People will always die. I am more afraid of death than anyone else. If there is danger, I will run faster than anyone else." Song Jian said.

"Why is that?" The woman poured him a glass of water.

"For...to leave a name and photo. Even if my family can't find me, I can leave my name. When he finds me, he will know when I sacrificed and where I sacrificed."

Knowing that the puppy he picked up with his own hands differentiated into a sentinel, knowing what the puppy looks like when it grows up... Song Jian drank all the water.

Leaving this street, Song Jian went to the liquor hotel he frequented again, which was the place where the sentinels spent their lives drunk and dreaming.They drink very crude beer, kill time to their heart's content, and hug each other when they are drunk, regardless of gender, they change places when they see each other.

Everyone has nowhere to go, stay in the mobile base, at least there is food, drink and shelter.Leaving here, the life of the refugees is even more turbulent, and they can't last long without artificial guides.

Song Jian stayed away from the crowd and exchanged his points for two cups of rough beer, hoping to get drunk quickly.

He doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, in fact, a glass is about to float up. When he is drunk, he can see his brother in his dream. If he is very drunk, he can dream of his brother coaxing himself.

But what does brother look like?have no idea.Song Jian was so drunk that he took the train back with a daze.Hiccup a little from time to time and imagine.

Brother should be... quite handsome, right?Definitely is.When I was young, I didn't have the concept of good looks. Some people said that they looked good, and they traded canned food for brother.

What did you say?Song Jian smiled as he recalled, brother didn't seem to speak at that time, so he pulled the hemp rope around his neck and took him away.Just because my brother didn't speak in time, I was still angry and awkward.

Later, as he grew older, some people began to say that he was good-looking, and praised him as the most handsome in the camp. Song Jian remembered that he had to braid his brother's hair every morning and change the hair tie, but he liked to hear others praise him.

During the year when my brother changed his voice, there were little girls who sneaked into their small tent, but couldn't push it away, saying that they would live with my brother in the future.

Song Jian was irritated for the first time.I have always been the one who lives with my brother, why should I add a girl I don't know?

The girl's words irritated him, causing Song Jian to want to chop Xiao Budian off at that time, because he was different from the girl, and he couldn't be a woman for his brother.

How did that girl get kicked away?Song Jian burped again, lifted his bangs and smiled.

Brother got the gun.

Wow, it's handsome just thinking about it, but it's a pity I couldn't see it at the time.

The spirit of alcohol was on the rise, and Song Jian got off the train, feeling dizzy.

Suddenly, a very thin mental thread poked his face.It's ice cold and very unkind.Who?Song Jian leaned against the wall and looked for it. Which big guide is this attacking indiscriminately?Did you provoke him yourself?

Could it be Qi Zhou again?

Realizing that he stopped, the mental thread also retreated, and there was no response for a long time.Song Jian rubbed his face and continued walking. He just turned a corner and bumped into a wall.

"Ouch." Song Jian's feet were unstable now, and when he looked at the ground, he saw a pair of black military boots.

Further up is the person who has been pondering for several days.

But the mood is not so excited anymore, and the metabolism of the guide element is clean.

"No. 10047B, report on the trajectory of your actions in the past few days." Zhou Yun folded his hands behind his back, holding a whip in his hand.

Song Jian drank until the root of his tongue became weak. He first saluted a very non-standard military salute. After getting drunk, his mouth became disobedient.

Zhou Yun involuntarily supported him. "You know how to drink now? How much did you drink?"

Song Jian nodded in a daze until there was a slight cough in his ear.

"Cough." Wang Ba reminded softly, "It's Zhou Yun, it's Zhou Yun! You have to be vigilant, don't let him see anything, wake up, don't get dizzy, it's Zhou Yun!"

Zhou Yun?Zhou Yun?Is he back?It's Zhou Yun!Song picked up a shock, which made him half drunk with fright.The face that was unclear just now gradually became clear, and it really was him.

"Sir... Hello, sir." Song Jian stood still, and couldn't be dizzy anymore.Just now... what did I just say?

"Have you been drinking?" Zhou Yun pushed him into the corner, because he was holding a whip in his hand, in the eyes of the passing sentry, it must be reprimanding the dishonest sentry.

"Yeah." Song Jian leaned against the wall, his brain seemed to be burnt into a ball of paste, "Report to the officer, yes, I drank."

"Why drink?" Zhou Yun let out his spirit.He only used a little concentration, and the end of the mental thread hit Song Jian's face, like a reminder and a caress.

Song Jian was so dizzy that he almost couldn't stand up, and fell forward.

There was no one else around, Zhou Yun caught him, but he didn't reach out, just let Song Jian lean on him.

After catching it, Zhou Yun immediately looked around to make sure that no one noticed, then took off his gloves, and touched Song Jian's face with his fingers.

It was so hot, my face was red from drinking.

Zhou Yun lowered his head, as soon as he returned to the base, he found that the puppy went to drink.

"Where did you drink it? With whom? How much did you drink?" Zhou Yun stood upright, but his hands were on Song Jian's neck, and his body still smelled of gunpowder.

"Report sir, I took the No. 44 train, and I found a wine hotel at random... Hiccup, I drank it myself, I can't drink well..." Song Qian lowered his head in pain, and his body stopped for some reason.He could smell the gun, but he couldn't process the information because he lowered his head, revealing a hidden scar around the back of his neck.A hemp rope was once tied here, and it was tied for a long time, so long that the rope was gone, but the traces were still there.

"Very good, don't drink with others." Zhou Yun's finger slid on the scar, "Why do you want to drink? The food I gave you... have you eaten it all?"

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat, I don't want to be...shallowly dependent on you." Song Jian replied with his eyes closed, "I still want...to find my brother, relying on you, my brother will be angry."

Zhou Yun's hand stopped, and then slowly started to move. "You're drunk, it's dangerous to stay outside alone now, come back with me."

"I won't go." Song Jian resisted wholeheartedly. Without the help of Daozuo, he could completely resist Zhou Yun. Give it to me, I don't want it."

After speaking, he raised his head and was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up.

Zhou Yun had no choice but to support him, gathered his energy, and carefully inserted Song Jian's temple.

Song Jian still had his eyes closed, but he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. His restless emotions seemed to be washed away by clear water, and every tense nerve was relieved by a force.The guide element in his body had just been metabolized, and it should be the time when he started to feel uncomfortable, but because of this soothing power, he became very calm.

It was Zhou Yun who was comforting himself.Song Jian slowly opened his eyes, and his head was not as dizzy as before.

Zhou Yun gave him a little guide element again, to ensure that his puppy will always rely on him, so that he will not be abducted by other guides. "Come with me now."

"Oh... good sir." Song Jian took a step forward and asked again, "Where are you going with me?"

"Go to my room." Zhou Yun said, they hid at the corner where they couldn't see anyone at the same time, "Please eat cake."

The author has something to say: Don't look at the current Zhou Yun who successfully pretends to be a human being. Whenever he picks up a danger, he immediately reveals his wolf tail and falls off the horse with his spiritual body.let us wait and see!

Pick up: I won't go with you, I want to find my brother.

Lang Yun: Alright, let me give you some guide elements.