"You know?" Hearing the name Simon Haye, Yu Zhigan suddenly raised his brows, and what he wanted came.
"Well, I've seen him a few times before, and he was moving around here. No one knows where exactly. You know, now our snipers are scattered all over the Finnish snowfield. Maybe he can come to rest tonight, maybe he Going elsewhere, do you have anything to do with him?"
Yu Zhigan smiled: "He is a friend of mine, I have something to give him, if you see him, tell him, tell me he I'm looking for him!"
"Okay!" Witrol nodded, and took out a can: "You eat this first, and wait for the evening to go to the barbecue together. I just made some food yesterday, and there is still some left!"
"no problem!"
This is the first time that Yu Zhigan has a house since he came to this mission world. It feels like there is no ventilation. It is not bad. Yu Zhigan put down his backpack, held his weapon, found one in the corner, and lay down. Come down. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
Yu Zhigan has always worried that someone cares about his weapons, but it is obvious that Yu Zhigan is too worried. Everyone is concerned about whether he can survive and whether he can see the sun tomorrow. No one is concerned about a weapon that he has never seen before.
Only people who have eaten enough will pay attention to some weird things around them, some shit, and most people will do it after there is no food crisis, so I have to thank Mr. Yuan.
Yu Zhigan slept very well. He had a wonderful dream. He dreamed of a little girl selling nuclear bombs. She was selling nuclear bombs in a cold windy town, but no one bought them. The lonely little girl was hungry and cold, and finally took it. A nuclear bomb was released and slowly ignited. One second after the nuclear bomb was ignited, the little girl turned her head to look at Yu Zhiqian: "Uncle, are you going to have a nuclear bomb?"
"boom!"
With world peace, Yu Zhiqian also woke up from this strange nightmare, looked up at the ceiling, and touched his head. Fortunately, it was just a dream, a weird and terrifying dream, where a little girl would sell nuclear bombs.
After the night fell, the sound of the camp began to become louder. After the light-transmitting treatment of the house, there was no trace of light from the outside, and the fire had been lit in the house, and a group of Finnish soldiers who had been in ambush for a day gathered beside the fire. Warm up and chat.
Yu Zhigan’s house is no exception. It’s just that there are relatively few people here. Most of them are military officers. They gathered together and said something. When they saw Yu Zhigan waking up, they immediately beckoned: "Hey, man, you just woke up. Come over for a drink?" After speaking, he threw a small wine glass to Yu Zhigan.
"No problem!" Yu Zhigan smiled and took the wine glass, walked to the fire, and there were two hapless rabbits roasting on it. I don't know how cute rabbits are, why this group of people like to eat rabbits.
"I killed a Soviet major today. It's a pity that there are too many people around him. Otherwise, I can get a few of the major's epaulettes and exchange it for a certain amount of money!" A lieutenant sniper was a little unhappy. Said.
Yu Zhigan looked at this guy, with a scar on his face and thick calluses in his hands, but it was not the callus of a gun, it looked more like the mark of a hunter. Yu Zhigan took a look at his outfit, except A recognizable military uniform, the leggings on the shoes, the hunter's style is obvious.
In the Winter War, the Finns were able to achieve such great results, partly because their folk customs were also very tough. The Finns were in a harsh environment, and many people struggled with the sky to survive, so these rough guys Nothing else. Fighting is their strong point. In this regard, they are no worse than Lao Maozi.
"Man, how many did you kill?"
"I killed seven, but unfortunately, there was only one ensign. Now the Soviets have begun to learn to disguise. You can't tell who is the real officer!"
"Yes, cunning Soviets!" A gaunt-looking Finn took a sharp sip, then whispered, then grabbed his head: "Damn war!"
"Little Nick, what's the matter with you?"
The Finnish soldier named Nick took another sip of wine: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I just always dream that I am killing people, killing people crazy, I hate war, damn it!" After speaking, he punched hard. The hammer hit the ground.
The room suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding air also became quiet. Everyone was drinking silently. In fact, everyone felt uncomfortable. Most of the people here were ordinary people before, but now they are All became executioners.
Yu Zhigan also sighed and shook his head. He seemed to have become an executioner. When did he start? Like when I was on my first mission? In the factory, kill the group of pirates
How many did the pirates kill themselves? Yu Zhigan can’t remember either, but Yu Zhigan doesn’t seem to have any psychological burden, but this time, when Yu Zhigan killed the enemy, he felt a little pressure in his heart. Every time he aimed his gun at a Soviet, he would feel that way. But this kind of pressure began to accumulate little by little, but Yu Zhiqian didn't know how to release this pressure.
"Huhu, why do you think so much, drink, wake up and continue to kill Lao Maozi!"
A Finn raised the glass again. Yu Zhigan followed and drank a glass of wine silently. Then he stood up and walked out of the room. Looking at the white outside of the room, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. Where did he come from? Where are you going
Yu Zhigan squatted on the ground, took out a cigarette, looked around, and finally returned to the house and lit the cigarette. Although confused, he did not dare to joke about his own life. The nicotine burned by the cigarette stimulated Yu Zhigan’s brain and let He kept awake, and finally took a couple of sips and squeezed it out, and put it in his pocket: "What do you care about so much? Being alive is the most important thing!"
Yu Zhiqian has always been a salted fish. Even after getting the system, he is a salted fish. He doesn't have many dreams. But looking at the strange faces, are these his comrades-in-arms? During the Red Sea operation, Yu Zhiqian never felt this way. It was a responsibility given to him by a military uniform, but what about now? Wearing a Finnish military uniform, his identity is a Soviet, and he has to kill a stranger Simon Haye.
"Damn system, damn, why don't you give me money!" After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he thought of small money in his head. After so long wasted, there is no money to make, which is really a waste of life. (End of this chapter)