Manual of Space-Time Interference

Chapter 289 Am I Wrong?

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From dullness at the beginning, to numbness in the middle, and now my hands are a little trembling.

Dialect didn't even dare to look at his hands. In a trance, he seemed to be able to see those dead eyes again, those corpses that had already taken on a stench.

He didn't get any blood, but it was already dripping with blood, but he didn't stop. His brain nerves were now tightly tensed, leaving him no time or space to think about other things.

He only knows that he is right, he is for the earth, he is for civilization.

Yes, for the sake of civilization, for the earth...

He kept hypnotizing himself like this, then stretched out his hand, and with trembling he picked up the black, death-smelling rifle that was hanging next to it. It was heavy, but he still picked it up.

I am not wrong!

When Dialect stepped into the cabin again and ordered the launch of biochemical weapons again, he looked at the city with Aihong below, and silently spit out these words in his heart.

The surrounding soldiers were more silent than before. Some people also left the purging team, and they also left the normal life forever.

Those who suffer are never those who make decisions, but those who implement them...

Dialect gradually understood the meaning of Maude's words. Looking at the soldiers who were leaving around him, he didn't know what else he could do except say sorry and take care.

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The numb and seemingly busy life of a day seemed to end in a hurry, and the night slowly shrouded the sky and the earth. The sunset in the distance had disappeared, leaving only a reddish golden light, which also proved his existence.

"Hurry up, get on the fighter plane and return for dinner!"

The voice of Kumamoto's greeting came from the side, and the dialect was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the huge city behind him, the last large gathering place of this alien civilization, and also their royal city.

And as the last rays of light dissipated, the gems on the top of the distant palace emitted a dazzling light, and then slowly fell silent, becoming soft and quiet, announcing the arrival of the night.

"Dialect, let's go." A hoarse voice came from the side, and Kumamoto stood beside him. After taking a look in the direction that Dialect was facing, he patted Dialect on the shoulder and said, "Let's go first. Well, they're all waiting."

He glanced back dully, and looked at the many soldiers who were standing in front of the cabin door looking at him. He exhaled in dialect, then exhaled hard, and shouted, "Get ready to return!"

Turning around and running towards the cabin, there was no turning back, no nostalgia, the humming sound began to sound again, a little sense of acceleration rippled in my heart, as silent as before, no one spoke, the cabin suppressed a kind of unspeakable voice. solidification.

"Commander, what else are we going to do later?" A soldier asked silently, looking down at the bottom of the cabin, then looked up at Dialect, as if waiting for his answer.

The soldiers beside him also turned their heads one after another, and the dialect glanced around. After exhaling, he said, "This matter has come to an end, everyone should be clear about the confidentiality regulations, if there is no abnormality, you will be in the next. Receive psychological counseling for a period of time.”

"Can I retire?" asked another soldier next to him. These words were regarded as deserters in the past, but at this moment, no one refuted or interrupted them, because this was their voice...

"Yes." Dialect nodded and replied after being silent for a while.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

The soldier muttered these three words blankly, and then leaned against the cabin wall, as if he had been relieved, and with it, the eyes of the other soldiers began to become dazed.

"I'll say two last words." Fang Yan looked at the people in the cabin and said abruptly, and after waiting for everyone's eyes to look at him again, he took a breath and said slowly, "After this operation is over, I don't know if you will stay or leave, but you are true soldiers."

No one replied, they just looked at the dialect like this. After a long time, a soldier silently said in a low voice, "I did what a soldier should do, but I didn't do what a man should do..."

"Zhongshu!"

With one hand, he pulled back Kumamoto Qi who was about to speak, Fang Yan shook his head, and then exhaled, "Go back and get a good night's sleep, so do you."

Dialect looked at Kumamotochi with black eyes and said, then waved his hand weakly, sat down against the cabin wall, looked up at the dark black steel at the bottom of the cabin, and his eyes slowly drifted with the little shaking. up.

am I wrong?

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After a brief gathering, Dialect took off his armor, left the built military camp with a small cage, and then slowly walked towards the spaceship.

And as the wake-up work continues, I can already see a lot of humans around, as well as some simple buildings, and the smiles on people's faces from the bottom of their hearts.

But Dialect felt that he was out of tune. He felt that he had drawn a line with them and divided them into two worlds, with clear distinctions.

"dialect……"

At the door, Li Jie was still standing there, or in the past ten days, he'd been standing there thinking of ways to persuade Dialect every day, but the result was that the relationship between the two became colder and colder.

Dialect also doesn't know, obviously his former good brother, why does he treat him like this now...

Raising his hand to interrupt Li Jie's next words, Fang Yan walked to Li Jie's side and paused for a while, but then he passed him and walked in directly.

"Dialect, you are a **** coward!"

Behind him, Li Jie roared, the dialect paused again, then took a deep breath, walked forward again, and disappeared around the corner...

……

"came back?"

With a warm greeting, a smile finally appeared on Dialect's face, and then he stepped in and looked at Luo Qiao, who was studying with a book on the seat, and nodded, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Luo Qiao replied, then put down the book in his hand, and picked up the teacup next to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How was your day? "

Shaking his head, Dialect pulled out the chair and sat opposite Luo Qiao, and said with a smile, "I went out for a walk, and then brought this back for you, Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Like offering a treasure, Dialect took out the small cage that had been hidden behind him, put it in front of Luo Qiao, and asked softly with a hint of anticipation, "I sent you, how is it?"

"It's so cute!" A bright smile broke out on Luo Qiao's face, looking at the alien pet in the cage that seemed to be lost, he couldn't wait to put down the teacup in his hand, and then pulled the cage to his own In front of him, he used his fingers to tease him from time to time, and let out a silver bell-like laughter, and there were two small pear nests around the corners of his mouth.

"Let me tell you, this is what I have worked so hard to catch. I climbed up the hill and traveled thousands of miles to catch it..." Fang Yan boasted and showed off, but looking at Luo Qiao, who was focusing on the pet, he was abrupt. Thinking of a question, he scratched his head and said, "What, Luo Qiao, don't take it to the biological laboratory like last time..."

"Yeah!" Luo Qiao nodded without raising her head, and then kept weighing the little cute pets in the cage, giving people the feeling like?

Where is the best way to strike a knife this time?

With an encouragement all over his body, Dialect looked at Luo Qiao who was engrossed in it, and put a question mark on the future fate of this little pet in his heart, and then with a relaxed smile, stood up and walked to the place where he had been sleeping. go.

Only the bridge can make him let go of everything and make him feel that there is only warmth, and now, he wants to sleep, really wants to sleep well...)!!