Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 132

There was a hopeless silence in the woods, no one made a sound, and the gunfire stopped.The rain washes over the leaves, and there is a murmur of whispers, fragments of the gods passing by, discussing who will die next.

The night embraces the entire mountain forest with its icy embrace. Ever since Lin Cheng traveled here, he has hated the darkness he has experienced. The eternal night in the real world has worn away his sensitive nerves, and the darkness has exposed everything. exhaustive.

There were two bayonets on both sides of his thighs. Lin Cheng stood up from the ground, pulled out the bayonets and held them in his hands. Blood flowed down his forearm and gathered at the tip of the swords.His computer box was kicked away during the fight and fell into the bushes, with dents on the surface of the box.

This person wanted to steal his computer, and Lin Cheng made a judgment immediately. This person not only wanted to steal his computer, but also wanted to wipe out all of them, including Ji Yao Fuzhong.

Lin Cheng supported his dizzy head, as if an electric current was rampant in his brain, driving him almost crazy.The moment Lin Cheng just stood up, suddenly a pair of big hands grabbed his throat, then lifted him up and pressed him against a thick ancient mulberry tree.

There was a whimpering sound in his throat, and his hands were pinching Lin Cheng's throat tightly, and he was unable to breathe in. Lin Cheng's face began to turn pale, and bright red bloodshot eyes burst out.

He raised his leg and kicked at the opponent's waist, the blade popped out from the toe of the shoe, and then stabbed straight in. The blade split as soon as it entered the body, cutting off all the blood vessels, and the blood flow stopped immediately.

The hand that was holding the neck loosened for a while, and Lin Cheng grabbed the bayonet in his hand and pierced it into the opponent's strong arm muscles for a thousandth of a second. s face.

He is racing against time, he is stepping on the heel of time tightly.As long as he is fast enough, time will be left behind.

And during the few seconds of confrontation, the profiling actually worked.Terrible phantoms appeared before Lin Cheng's eyes again, those distorted human figures, hellish sea of ​​flames, as well as exploding planes and falling pilots in the sky.

The waterfall-like blood, corpses and gunpowder smoke all covered people's mouth and nose like quicksand, almost suffocating to death.

In this hell made up of fire, Lin Cheng saw Ji Yao's face for the last time. He was calling for help, but no one came to save him. Instead, a ball of fire burned over him, and his face was completely changed in an instant.

The nightmare-like horror scene, a person was burned alive in front of his eyes, his desperate cries and struggles even penetrated the illusion and reached Lin Cheng's ears.

The phantom came to an abrupt end, and the sniper hiding in the dark fired again, and this shot went straight to the back of Lin Cheng's head.Just as the bullets were flying through the water curtain, a third figure appeared beside him, like a black bear, hugging Lin Cheng and lay down on the ground.

The bullet passed through the tree trunk and dragged a long water line from the top of Lincheng's eyepiece. It hit a big pagoda tree on the opposite side and exploded.The bullet is very powerful, 150 times that of ordinary bullets, which is really extraordinary.

Lin Cheng was hugged and rolled around on the muddy ground for a few times before he saw clearly that it was Shanhua. He felt lucky for a moment.Shanhua didn't talk nonsense with him, she stuffed a gun into his arms, said don't be afraid, and then got up to settle accounts with the counterfeit.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he found a dark corner to hide. Lin Cheng crawled among a pile of rotten branches and leaves, and a thin flower snake crawled past.He set up the gun, turned on the high-precision infrared sensor and range finder, and had a clear view of everything in the forest.

This is the meaning of the sentence copied by Lin Cheng - don't blindly hide in the darkness, the darkness reveals everything.

Shanhua snatched Lin Cheng's box back and tied it tightly on his back. He knew that it contained all of Lin Cheng's belongings.Shanhua is much better than Lin Cheng in terms of strength. He has received KGB fighting training, and his shots are as fast and powerful as a liger.

Lin Cheng searched for the position of the enemy sniper in the sensor. He roughly calculated the trajectory of the ballistic, and aimed the gun at an aspen tree 200 meters away. A half red human figure appeared on the tree.

The human figure is relatively thin, even a little thinner than himself. Lin Cheng wondered what kind of hero this is. He looks like a half-grown child, but he started to do this kind of shooting.

The shadows of several planes appeared in the sky and landed above the woods. The searchlights were turned on, and the airtight leaves almost blocked all the light.Lin Cheng saw the badge of the giant eagle tree, and finally intermittent calls came from the earphones.

In the sensor, the barrel of the sniper on the opposite side slowly turned in one direction, and finally aimed at himself.Lin Cheng hurriedly leaned over, covered himself with burdock leaves, and stuck out the black muzzle of the gun from the gaps in the leaves.

There was no gunfire from the opposite side, and the sniper seemed to be waiting for something.Lin Cheng knew that this was a tactic of fighting for endurance, to see who survived.Back then, Ji Yao spent two days in the tropical jungle on the equator, killing an enemy sniper.

The sound of the plane is getting closer and closer, and we have to find a way to end this stupid tug-of-war as soon as possible, and there is another group of scholars who need to be protected.He lay motionless among the dead branches and leaves, and carefully took off the helmet on his head.

Quietly, he made a dummy head with a hat, and Lin Cheng even smeared blood on the head for realism.

Then he propped the head on a branch, and quietly stretched out the burdock leaves.

In the sniper's field of vision, a clump of burdock leaves shook twice, and then a red corner slowly appeared on the right, as if a person was looking out.

The finger snapped the trigger, and a short gunshot rang through the silent jungle, the trees still shaking their leaves in the wind.The bullet pierced through the clouds and mist as if entering no one's land, and finally hit the "head" accurately.

At the same time as the shot was fired, a violent white light shone down from overhead, and then he heard the noisy roar of the engine.The strong wind tore away the canopy of the trees, revealing the low and oppressive sky, where a fighter jet appeared and was positioning to hit the target.

The sniper was not in a hurry to escape. Although he knew that the plane was staring at him, his escape would undoubtedly be exposed to Lin Cheng's sniper scope.

He waited patiently for a few seconds, which might save his life.He counted the seconds silently in his heart, and then he saw the bombs starting to drop from the plane. He stared at the bombs getting closer, quickly calculated the path, and flew to the ground at the very moment.

At the same time, an explosion exploded countless soil clods and branches and leaves, and the flames quickly ignited the roots of the tree, rushing upwards, and thick smoke billowed up.

Lin Cheng didn't shoot because the explosion affected the work of the infrared sensor.He took the dummy head back and held it in his arms, staring at the place where the bomb landed.

In the chaotic field of vision in front of Lin Cheng, a thin and small figure suddenly flashed past, and disappeared into the vast forest in an instant.

Fu Zhong began to direct the plane to carry out targeted bombing of the jungle, and evacuated Professor Geng and his assistants under cover of fire.Shanhua and the guy who pretended to be him fought all the way to the edge of the cliff, the plane fired forcefully in the air, and Fu Zhong wanted to kill that person on the top of the mountain.

The rain gradually subsided, and the wind calmed down. The giant grimace on the stone wall was still burning, but it was almost extinguished.Fu Zhong ordered several planes to withdraw, leaving one to stop on the cliff, and issued an order to kill the target.

The barrel of the aircraft fired instantly, and the bullet pierced the man's chest before falling straight back, falling off the cliff.Shanhua seemed to see a double image at the moment he fell, but it only appeared for a millisecond, and then disappeared without a trace.

He felt that something was wrong, and tapped his dizzy head, maybe it was because of vertigo.But when he wanted to recall the other person's face, he found that he couldn't remember anything, only a blurry figure whose face could not be seen clearly in his mind.

Shanhua didn't have time to think about this, he confirmed that the computer box on his back was intact, turned around and ran into the forest to find Lincheng.Lin Cheng sat up and leaned against the roots of a big tree, panting with his head down, blood dripping from his mouth.

"Hey, profiling expert." Shanhua squatted down and hugged Lin Cheng, pretending to joke, "Guess what I'm thinking now?"

Lin Cheng leaned his head on his shoulder, squinted his eyes and smiled with difficulty: "You're thinking, 'Why wasn't he rescued by the people on the plane'."

Shanhua carried him out of the woods, the plane hovered there, and stretched out a ladder to come down.This cliff is the highest place on the mountain, and it can overlook thousands of miles away.Lin Cheng heard the sound of the rushing river, and there was a mighty river flowing under the cliff.

"Why did you come so late?" Lin Cheng complained with his head down, his hands were dripping with blood.

Shanhua hugged him a little tighter, entered the cabin, and said softly: "I haven't been able to locate your position, so I came down late. I'm sorry, the support came late, and I won't do it next time."

Lin Cheng smiled and said nothing, he put his face against Shanhua's chest, said he was so tired, and fell asleep drowsily.The plane left the cliff, turned around and flew to the beach according to Fu Zhong's request, and landed there. Lin Cheng was quickly sent to the medical cabin.

A few minutes later, the heavy rain completely extinguished the flames of Grimace, and the momentum of the wildfire also decreased, and half of the sky was reflected in a hazy orange halo.But what the people on the beach see is another scene, the bright moon hangs high above the sea, and the stars lie across.

Fu Zhong sent a plane back to the coordinate system, and he didn't have to worry about it. The giant eagle that had been staying by the sea directly flapped its wings and took the plane back along the way it came.

The dust finally settled, and the artillery fire and the storm suddenly went far into the sky.Fu Zhong looked at the map, and the map was blank, because they were in another independent space at this time and hadn't been surveyed yet.

He sat on the chair, took off the earphones, closed the command panel, and let out a long breath with his eyes closed.The tense nerves finally relaxed, and a wave of fatigue hit him, but the pain in his leg prevented him from resting.

"Chief," a voice suddenly came from the side, it turned out to be Professor Geng, "Is this a war?"

Fu Zhong was stunned for a moment. He folded his hands and was silent for a while before replying: "Yes, this is war."

What is war?War is a collapsed building, a destroyed forest, a scorched land, a downed plane, a hail of bullets, a dead comrade, a bleeding wound and a rose that turns to ashes.

The doctor was suturing the wound on his leg. Through the windshield of the plane, he could see the moonlight shining on the sea. It was so peaceful, as if all the suffering on the earth had nothing to do with it.

In a cave deep in the mountains, Song Chen removed his mask and eyepieces and threw them aside. The Remington in his hand was casually resting on a stone.He lit a few candles, and suddenly the cave became brighter, and the hat hanging on the wall cast a long and thick shadow.

Tang Ji walked into the cave behind him, holding a black box in his hand, this box was inseparable from Tang Ji.He was injured, blood was dripping down, and his eyes had a glowing color, like animal pupils.

"Sit down." Song Chen pointed to the stone bed, "I'll go get some water from the river, wait for me for a while."

He saw that Tang Ji didn't sit on the stone bed, but sat down on an empty stone bench, and untied his clothes on his own.Song Chen didn't speak. He wiped his hands and went out of the cave with the bucket. Tang Ji suddenly called him: "Put on the raincoat, it's still raining outside."

"Didn't it rain a little during the fight just now? It's not bad." Song Chen stopped and said quickly, then bit his flashlight and hurried down the stone steps covered with oak leaves outside the cave.

Tang Ji didn't guess the tone of Song Chen's words, nor what mood he was in. After pondering for a while, he took off the clothes on his upper body and carefully checked the wound.The waist was cut by the blade on Lin Cheng's shoes, and the sharp blades were stuck in the flesh.

Song Chen quickly filled a bucket of water, which he brought from the river below.Wiping the rain off his face, he lit the fire and started to boil water. He squatted in front of the fire and rubbed his hands. He was probably cold.

The rain was still falling outside, flowing down the rocks on the roof of the cave, it was very dark, and they were somewhere in the unnamed mountain now.Song Chen stuck the flashlight on the wall, and roughly took off the tight combat uniform on his body.

Tang Ji caught a glimpse of his bare back, his skin was white, and the candle light shone on it, giving it a charming luster.Although Song Chen has muscles, he is still a little thin, especially when he is standing with Tang Ji.

Don't open your eyes to watch Song Chen change clothes, Tang Ji lowered his head and wiped the blood on his forehead with a handkerchief, the back of his head started to feel hot again,

"The water is boiling." Song Chen changed into dry clothes and went over to take out the hot water and pour it into the basin, and then mixed it with distilled cold water. "Do you need help? Just say so."

Tang Ji didn't speak.

Song Chen didn't force him either, he rolled up his sleeves, dusted off the dust, and sat down next to Tang Ji, wrung out the veil and began to clean his wound, and said while wiping, "I'm not a professional in bandaging wounds, what should I do?" You just tell me, you tell me to do it.”

"Yes." Tang Ji agreed lightly. He asked Song Chen to wipe off the blood on him, and then instructed him to apply the medicine and tie the bandage step by step.

Song Chen tied the bandage on his upper arm. The opening was pierced by Lin Cheng with a bayonet. It was very deep and pierced through both sides.Song Chen pressed Tang Ji's biceps and said, "Doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts, of course it hurts." Tang Ji said, "But it doesn't hurt now."

"Ah That's good."

Song Chen always spoke calmly, his attitude towards Tang Ji was neither far nor near, floating like a cloud, he couldn't figure out the edge, but he was not as fearful and dissatisfied as before.Tang Ji looked at his drooping eyebrows, expressionless and business-like.

"The wounds on the waist are full of broken blades. You have to pick them out and apply gunpowder to disinfect them. The wounds heal quickly."

Tang Ji roasted a small knife on the fire until it turned blue, then handed it to Song Chen, and gave him a flashlight.The light illuminated the opening, the opening was not big, the flesh and blood inside were turned out, and tiny silver fragments were inlaid inside.

He was a little scared, so he squeezed the handle of the knife tightly, looked up at Tang Ji, and asked, "Is it really possible? I'm very poor at crafting. You don't even use anesthesia. Is it really not painful?"

This ferocious, ruthless, and tough wolf patted Song Chen's head for the first time ever, and said, "Be gentle and just pick out the blade. It's fine, I can handle it."

Song Chen swallowed, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and lowered his head to operate the knife.When the blade cut through the muscles, he clearly felt Tang Ji's stomach contracted, and the muscles all over his body tensed up. This is a reaction that only occurs when he is enduring pain.

"It's okay, I'm okay, you continue." Tang Ji said, he lit up Song Chen so that he could see clearly.As the knife moved deep in the wound, dense beads of sweat emerged from Tang Ji's chest and neck.

Song Chen moved his hands very carefully, he was afraid that the knife would cut too deep, and the bleeding would be more troublesome.Occasionally look up at Tang Ji's expression, watch him wipe off the sweat on the tip of his chin, and then tell him to continue with an indifferent voice.

Picking out the last piece and throwing it aside, Song Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Ji looked at his waist and covered it with his hands. His breathing was disordered, and it took him a while to recover.

"Remove the gunpowder." Tang Ji wiped off the blood for himself, and ordered Song Chen, "Put it on the top of that piece of paper."

"Why use gunpowder to sterilize?" Song Chen asked puzzledly, "This is very painful, can't you hurt me if you don't hurt?"

"Don't talk nonsense, little thing. This kind of knife is designed to be broken inside, and then cut off all the capillaries. Ordinary medicine can't stop the bleeding at all. Use gunpowder quickly, and the disinfection is strong. It can directly burn the broken blood vessels and scab them. Hurry up."

He took Song Chen's hand to get the bullets in the box, as if he was forcing him.Song Chen looked at the box of bullets and suddenly burst into tears. While crying, he dismantled the gunpowder, poured it on the paper, and piled it into a gunpowder cone.He cried more and more and finally burst into tears.

"Are you really not afraid of pain? But I am very afraid. You said why should I follow you? I go to fight with people every now and then," Song Chen cried, tearing and dividing the gunpowder into two piles. "They have airplanes and cannons. , there are only two of us, how can we beat others?"

After he separated the gunpowder, he couldn't do it anymore. He sat on the low stool and kept wiping away his tears.Tang Ji sat silently, Song Chen's crying echoed in the mighty dark night outside.

Tang Ji stretched out his hand to embrace Song Chen, let him lean against his chest, protect his head, and lowered his head to bury his face in Song Chen's hair.He also frowned with pale eyebrows, and there was a rare trace of worry and struggle on his usually indifferent and resolute face.

Song Chen cried for a while, then sobbed softly: "Why are you going to trouble them? Who are they? Are they your enemies? Can't we live a better life without killing people?"

"They are all my old friends, and I know them all." Tang Ji said, "They are from the Beijing Time Bureau, and I used to be too. I have to kill one of them, because I have to use this as a bargaining chip , in exchange for something important.”

"What can be more important than life?"

Tang Ji was silent for a moment, then took out an old photo from the clothes next to him, Song Chen recognized it, it was a 19-year-old girl.Tang Ji looked at the photo and said, with a slightly nostalgic tone: "In exchange for my own sister, she is still alive, but imprisoned."

Song Chen looked at the yellowed old photo, the blurry figure and the rose flower on the edge, and said, "Who is the person who imprisoned your sister? Is it the 'sir' who told you to kill someone?"

"Well, it's him, my half-brother, but our two families happen to be surnamed Tang." Tang Ji said, as if he was talking about a past event that had never been mentioned, "Our names also happen to be very brotherly. .”

"Why did he imprison your sister? And why did he ask you to kill someone from the Time Bureau? Who is that person you want to kill?"

"Although we are three brothers and sisters in name, we are in name only, and the relationship is very bad. What I want to kill is their heads. When shooting people, shoot horses first, and when catching thieves, first capture the king. As for why he wants me to kill that person, that's up to you." Involved in a larger family relationship."

Song Chen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sat next to Tang Ji with his knees together, listening to him speak slowly and the sound of rain falling outside the cave.He suddenly felt very peaceful, with an unreal sense of security, as if as long as Tang Ji was here, he would be safe.

"What kind of family relationship?" Song Chen suddenly became interested, and he asked one more question.

Tang Ji thought for a while, and then made a few gestures, as if to organize the language to explain the matter clearly.Just when he was about to speak, the communicator rang. Tang Ji frowned and picked it up to have a look, then signaled Song Chen to keep silent.

"Yes, sir. They ignited the grimaces, and then entered the void. But the coordinate device is still floating outside, and there is no plan to enter. I seriously injured him, and it may take some work to save him."

"Why not kill it with one blow? Don't waste time, the more you drag it, the more difficult it will be."

"People from the Fu family came in and intervened. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by accidental injury, I let him go."

"The Fu family? How could the Fu family come in and get involved? Isn't it messy enough?"

"I don't know, sir, it's not my concern."

"Well, enter the Void Realm from the second passage as soon as possible, and be sure to keep an eye on their whereabouts. The higher-ups need it."

"Okay, sir. In addition, requesting weapons support, I need a plane, a locomotive, and a sports car. The weapons are listed on the list, as usual."

"I see."

"Okay, sir. Is it evening over there? Good night."

"Are you alone?"

Tang Ji glanced at the well-behaved Song Chen beside him, and replied blankly: "Well, I'm alone."

"Did you kill that driver? Last time in Chita, you tried your best to take him away with you."

"I don't want to talk about it again."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. But I'm not alone, where do you think I am?"

Tang Ji squeezed the communicator vigilantly. He guessed something, and tried to keep himself calm: "I can't guess, sir."

A cheerful laugh came from the other end of the communicator, as if hearing some funny story. After a while, the voice came from a distance: "Your brother's call, do you want to answer it?"