American Comics' Spear Bureau Special Service Team

"Xiao Jiu" Chu Ling suddenly rolled up from the bed, and then gasped violently. He had just had a nightmare, in which he tore Xiao Jiu to pieces.

He took a deep breath and calmed down slowly. He looked around the room. The reporter quickly stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. Then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The original red blood mist disappeared, and his body did not feel out of control. time feeling.

He stood up. He knew this room. The uncle in charge was in the lounge in the laboratory. When he was a child, he often sneaked over to play.

In fact, the person who treated him best at the base was his uncle. When he was a child, he would often tell him about outside things and various truths.

My mouth was a little dry, so I subconsciously reached for the kettle and cup.

"Click"

He quickly retracted his hand and was a little stunned when he looked at the crushed cup on the table. He held the kettle in his left hand and pointed it directly at his mouth and drank. He looked sideways at the retracted palm. There was no scratch on the palm of the hand by the glass. There seemed to be something wrong with this hand. ah.

"Ahem" he suddenly choked and coughed hard. The kettle was put back on the table. There was another crisp sound and it shattered when it hit the table. However, Chu Ling didn't pay attention at all, but looked at it with a look of shock. Mirror on the wall.

"...this is me"

He walked over and looked at himself carefully. How long had he been sleeping? How did he transform from a little kid to a teenager who looked similar to those teenagers who were about to leave the island and complete their training.

He raised his hand again. What seemed strange just now was that the size of his hand was different from the hand in his original memory. Then he looked along the palm of his hand along his arm, and then his eyes turned to the mirror again. Although it was not the exaggerated muscles, But the whole person gives people a feeling of power.

He swallowed in front of the mirror, and then quickly took an uncle's white coat and put it on his body. He was originally wearing a laboratory hospital gown. I remember that before the serum was injected, the clothes were very loose, but now they were all tight around his body. Like a tights.

Chu Ling now wanted to find someone to ask him what happened to him, but the memory of last night slowly emerged, very vague and intermittent.

It seemed that he had fought with someone, and then he caught Xiao Jiu. He was a little scared, fearing that the dream just now was more than just a dream.

When he came to the door and stretched out his hand, there was another crisp sound. Then he looked at the door handle in his hand and began to be in a daze again. He was a little bit stronger.

But the next second he lost his energy and was in a daze, because the door was kicked open, and Chu Ling finally resisted the urge to throw his hand at the opponent's head.

"Put down your weapons and feel your hands."

The black muzzle of the gun was facing him through the door. The weapon Chu Ling looked at the handle in his hand, and then he said hello, but he honestly let go of the so-called weapon and dropped it on the ground.

The Type 95 automatic rifle, in the process of raising its hand, has already judged the two well-equipped soldiers at the door. The rifles in their hands belong to the Chinese army, and the weapons that were only officially equipped last year should definitely belong to the front-line troops. .

Type automatic rifle. The rifle has a caliber of 58. It has a bullpup structure and has good stability. It has high accuracy, a short gun body, and excellent balance. It is easy to carry, making it suitable for all-weather combat. The 58mm ammunition can penetrate 100mm within 8 meters. The steel plate still has weak lethality but high lethality.

Chu Ling didn't think that he couldn't be beaten into a pulp within a distance of 2 meters.

As for why he knew this kind of weapon, it was because the base got it last year and he had practiced it. Anyway, the base had all kinds of weapons, but the one he practiced the most was the AK series.

Seeing Chu Ling honestly raising his hands, the two special soldiers at the door lowered their guns and awkwardly looked at the door handle on the ground. Both of them were a little nervous after hearing a series of movements inside.

Chu Ling honestly didn't move because the other party moved the gun. He didn't know what the situation was now, and he wasn't sure if he could deal with the two of them without alerting anyone.

At least he had some judgment that the two soldiers knew that he was inside, or that they were standing outside the door to guard him.

The other people in the base, uncle, little guy, Xiaojiu, Erica, he was not sure what happened, so he had to be honest and take a look at the situation. At least two soldiers did not come up to stun him, but fired their guns. If you move your mouth away, it means you are still friendly.

One soldier continued to guard him while the other ran out. Chu Ling concentrated his attention and vaguely heard the other soldier reporting the situation to others.

After a while, the other party came back and made an invitation gesture.

"Sir and Mr. Zheng are waiting for you in the laboratory. Don't be nervous or cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"Uncle" Chu Ling was confused. The two soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that the other person was calling Mr. Zheng. Both of them glanced at Chu Ling. A child around 14 years old called an old man who was nearly 80 years old uncle. Unable to comment on this.

Chu Ling also relaxed, and retracted his foot that was ready to kick the handle at any time, and then looked at the two of them. The other party opened the door and motioned for Chu Ling to follow.

When I walked near the corridor, I saw many people moving the uncle's lifeblood, and the instruments were moving outside the laboratory.

Chu Ling secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he didn't take an overreaction just now. There seemed to be a lot of people there, and they were all fully armed elite special forces soldiers like the two people just now.

Chu Ling, who was more honest, stopped looking around and followed the two of them forward. After a while, he came to the square, squinted his eyes and covered the dazzling sun with his hands.

Then I looked at the square. There were a lot of people, and they were all the same special forces soldiers. A transport helicopter was parked there, and someone carrying an instrument was moving it up. The oversized instrument was being loaded with cables.

Chu Ling glanced at these, and his attention was attracted by the rows of body bags on one side. He stopped and clenched his hands, and his eyes scanned the square again. There were no children in the base, but there were body bags. A small part of them can all be said to be relatively short in stature, or most of them are very short.

He remembered that the guards were all Vietnamese special forces, and the older children were actually about the same size. It was difficult for him to tell whose bodies were inside.

The soldier noticed Chu Ling's movements and stopped: "All the children have been picked up on the boat, except for a few who died in the chaos last night."

Chu Ling relaxed his fist, then showed a sunny smile to the other party, and then continued to follow the other party, directly to the side of the helicopter. A soldier went up to negotiate, and then waved Chu Ling over.

When Chu Ling got on the helicopter, it didn't take long before the plane took off. The helicopter flew towards the sea in the distance, and the island slowly became smaller in sight.

Amidst the deafening sound of propellers, Chu Ling looked out the window with some confusion. The island slowly became smaller in his sight. He was familiar with every inch of land here. He had been living here since he could remember, although he had always had expectations. When you leave here in the future, think about the outside world.

But the unprepared parting made him feel at a loss.

The helicopter has left the land area of ​​the island and is flying forward along the sea. A few warships are parked not far away, with red flags flying on the bows.