Age Of The Sirens

Chapter 8: Mercury (1)

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When Tang Yi was in the army, he also participated in the special training called "Hell on Earth", but compared with the intensity of the two weeks in the training camp of the Kraken team, it was nothing compared to that. Yin Chengmin stipulated that he would get up at 5 am every day and run around the Kraken base with a weight of 20 pounds for five laps. After dinner, he followed the students for various physical training, followed by one-on-one underwater fighting with Yin Chengmin. , shooting, with training. In addition, Yin Chengmin also borrowed Luo Wei's siren, Zixi, and asked him to fight against Zixi. The Kraken's ultrasonic waves can cause large-scale damage at a long distance, but if the enemy has the ability to defend against sonic attacks, it often uses melee skills. Krakens are not good at fighting with physical contact, because they are naturally thin and slender, and they are often difficult to compete with strong humans in terms of strength, so Tang Yi's first task is to protect the safety of the Kraken while protecting himself.

Zixi has an outgoing personality, and she has no stage fright in front of Tang Yi, and shows her powerful biological energy generously. After three hours of training, Tang Yi felt that the whole person was dizzy and could not hear anything except tinnitus. If he didn't have ear protection, I'm afraid he would have died of bleeding from his seven orifices. After lunch, there are various advanced weapons and equipment use training, topography, blasting, sneak training, etc., before dinner, there is another 5,000-meter run with weight.

If the training before dinner is just physical torture, then the night is tortured mentally. The biological knowledge of various sirens was stuffed into his head like a duck. There were a lot of foreign terms and concepts to memorize, and he had to take exams every day. Tang Yi even held the documents and recited words while squatting on the toilet. Luo Wei, who was with the dormitory, said that he was reciting concepts even when he was talking in his sleep. Tang Yi wakes himself up every morning when he looks in the mirror. After all, his bloodshot eyes look like a zombie.

But the course that Tang Yi hates the most is not this, but various courses on "how to become Tang Ya".

Yin Chengmin forbade him to smoke again, because Tang Ya didn't smoke; he also didn't allow him to swear, because Tang Ya rarely cursed. He demanded that Tang Yi's shirt and uniform should be buttoned to the last collar, and his body must be spotless. Also straight up, not slumped on the chair like he used to. If you don't pay attention, you will be slapped on the waist by the instructor who is smiling brightly. In the end, Tang Yi has recognized it. Where is the gentle smile, it is obviously the devil's smile...

Yin Chengmin didn't allow Tang Yi to grin, and he was not allowed to hang his shoulders with others, even if he was joking with the students. If he wanted to laugh, he could only smile like the corners of his mouth. He even forced Tang Yi to learn Tang Ya's tone and mantra, which made Tang Yi turn around in his head every time he said a word, thinking about how to say it in a more concise and elegant way. And some of Tang Ya's unconscious little movements, such as touching his chin when thinking about a problem, must also pretend to be done naturally. It stands to reason that he and Tang Ya are twins, these should be very simple, but Tang Yi just felt that there was something wrong with his whole body, and he didn't even know how to go. It went smoothly for a time, and I can't change it back...

In addition, Qu Lan gave him a copy of all the detailed past information about Tang Ya and Mercury from the first meeting to Tang Ya's sacrifice, and asked him to recite it proficiently. Most of the information with incredible details that were almost the same as Tang Ya's oral recollections were compiled from information collected from Tang Ya's team members, superiors, friends, etc., plus some situations captured by the troops' cameras. It is the size of a G, and I have to look at it for an hour every morning before going to bed at night. After watching so much, I even dreamed that I had become Tang Ya, and then woke up screaming from the dream.

Every time Tang Yi felt that he was about to lose his temper and showed signs of resistance, Yin Chengmin sighed in disappointment, playing with the pointer in his hand, "You can't pass a month at this level. It's better to quit as soon as possible for the assessment." At this time, Tang Yi, who was competitive and competitive, had to swallow his breath and continue to play the role of "Tang Ya" according to Yin Chengmin's orders. Tang Yi feels that his acting skills are getting better and better. If he really fails the assessment after a month, there is absolutely no problem in being assigned to the Ministry of Literature and Art to act in movies...

The most terrifying thing was that Yin Chengmin actually planned to bleach his proud wheat-colored skin, so frightened that Tang Yi used diarrhea as an excuse to hide in the toilet for a long time. Fortunately, Luo Wei finally convinced Yin Chengmin that the slight difference in skin color should not be a problem. After all, according to the military information, Tang Ya never mentioned that she had a twin brother, and Mercury would at most think he was tanned. Just a point.

Tang Yi rolled over from the bed after turning off the lights at night and opened the window. After a day of smoking addiction, I can only attack when the moon is dark and the wind is high in the dead of night. Luo Wei had long known that this was what he had to do every night before going to bed, and tacitly gave him a thumbs-up gesture, saying that if he was abandoned, he would say he had diarrhea in the toilet. Tang Yi has been here for two weeks and has figured out where the cameras are installed near the dormitory building and the patrol time of the dormitory. The window sill jumped off deftly.

The clouds in the night sky today are unexpectedly thin, the blue velvet-like universe is upside down on the vast sea, and a hollow full moon shines shyly with silver light behind the clouds, pouring on the jumping sea. The choking smell in the air has faded a lot with the vastness of the weather, and the stench of sea water has become less unpleasant, and even a trace of the distant smell of the ancient ocean can be discerned.

In the past two weeks, he suddenly had the illusion that he was about to suffocate, and when he saw the moonlight like this, he suddenly didn't really want to go back so soon.

The training camp dormitory was not far from the beach. At this time, the entire military camp was silent. In the distance, a lighthouse stood on the reef extending into the sea, with a faint light flowing. He walked along the row of rocks to the sea, but no one found him. The sound of the tide washing the rocks and the beach rhythm slowly, and the other chaotic mind settled a little bit clearer. He took off his shoes and socks and went barefoot into the cool water, sat down on a reef hanging with water plants, and silently ignited a Smoke, watching the ships moored in the distance solidify into geometric black shadows, watching the scattered moonlight fluctuating on the water.

Just then, he heard a burst of singing.

The song seemed to come from behind the breakwater made of artificial rocks that traversed the sea in front of the left, accompanied by the erratic sea breeze and the gurgling surf, indistinct. Although the lyrics were in Chinese, Tang Yi couldn't understand them a bit, and the tune was rather odd, obviously not the tidy and boring computer-generated songs that were popular in the base these days.

But there is one thing Tang Yi knows: this is the most beautiful voice he has heard since he was born.

He didn't know how to describe such a voice. It transcended the limitations of gender, the authority of language, and the world of imagination. He couldn't understand what the man was singing, but the sound entered his ears, entered his mind, as if casting some kind of spell on him. An indescribable loneliness engulfed him overwhelmingly, and all kinds of unease, inferiority, loss, and bitterness buried deep in his heart seemed to be turned by an invisible wave to this sad moonlight, his heart trembled uncontrollably, countless emotions. Mixed together, he suddenly felt that he was falling into a deep blue abyss. He remembered the night he separated from Tang Ya when he was a child, the night his friend died, and the night he just learned that Tang Ya died. Since he learned of Tang Ya's death, he has not shed any tears, even he was surprised. Even if he is estranged from his brother, is there no grief at all? Why even cooed because he had the opportunity to enter the team? Are you actually a heartless, cold bastard

But at this time, he felt that his cheeks were cold, and when he touched it with his hand, he didn't know when he was full of tears.

There are no real singers in today's world. There are only singing machines with precise skills trained one after another according to the requirements of the base, singing all the words that the base wants them to sing. But the voice reminded him of the singers he had read in the old books, the voices of those who had been kissed by "God".

The singing gradually disappeared in the wind, as if being lured, he stood up and jumped into the turbid sea water, swimming towards the breakwater not far away. He didn't know what he wanted to do either, maybe he just wanted to take a peek at the singer.

At this time, the moonlight was obscured by a cloud, and the sea was plunged into opaque darkness. He climbed the slope of the breakwater along the rough rocks in the dark. At this time, the singing suddenly rang again, as clear as it was in the ear.

"Fan the cypress boat, and the flow of it. I can't sleep, if there is any hidden worries. I have no wine, I use Ao to swim. The sun lives in the moon, so it is repeated? The worries of the heart are like bandits washing clothes. Quiet In other words, you can't fly."

Tang Yi's movements were agile, walking through the rocks like a shadow. As he climbed the breakwater, the moon was dripping from the long tail of the cloud mountain again.

On the water that was shaking like black silk, a silver figure floated. The distance was slightly far away, and he couldn't see the man's face, but only saw the long silver-white hair woven like a moonflower floating on the water. The man was raising his head, his singing was entwined with the moonlight, as if he could see the shape of light smoke. The sea was quiet and serene in his singing, and the cold and gloomy world was frozen in a pure moonlight.

Tang Yi felt that his breath was taken away, and before he knew it, he stepped on the rocks and climbed towards the silver figure. However, when his mind was completely captured, his feet slipped, he exclaimed, rolled down the slope, and fell directly into the sea. Originally, it was nothing. After all, Tang Yi was not impervious to water. He held his breath in time to prevent choking. When his body fell in the sea, through the fluctuating moonlight and the bubbles disturbed by him, the fairy in the sea came to him. swim.

The white hair fluttered behind him like a veil, the slender and gorgeous silver-white fishtail had a soft and delicate luster, and the elegant tail fin called out a circle of undercurrents. On his fair to blue handsome face, a pair of blue eyes shone with silver stars, and the moment he saw him clearly, he was filled with shock.

Tang Yi forgot everything, even forgot that he was still in the water. He watched the siren swim in front of him, stretched out his slender and strong arms, and hugged him tightly. Through the dense seawater, he heard the siren calling in his ear, "Tang Ya!"

His body was pulled up to the surface, Tang Yi coughed and lay on the rough stone of the breakwater, the sea water gushing out of his nose and throat. But his body was still hugged so tightly that he was about to suffocate, and the cold skin rubbed against his neck. The siren was weeping, and his tears solidified into pearls and slipped from the side of his neck one by one, falling into the crevices of the rocks with a screeching sound.

"Tang Ya! You really aren't dead!" The Kraken's voice was a real male, low and pleasant. Tang Yi's dazed mind gradually understood something.

So... this is mercury? !