latent syndrome.

Chapter 495 494. Lieutenant
After only one glass of wine, the amount of alcohol ingested is not enough for the liver to play for two seconds. Anonymous already felt that the memory was a little unstable, so he stopped messing around.

After groping around, I found a delicate wallet containing unfamiliar banknotes used to pay the bill, and at the same time found a pocket watch with a copper case full of scuff marks.

Out of curiosity, Anonymous opened his pocket watch. The hands had stopped moving long ago. There was also an old black and white photo. It was a family portrait. There were four people in total, and each of them had a rather gloomy expression. creepy.

Not knowing the currency system here, it was extremely embarrassing to pay with banknotes.

Anonymous just took out a banknote and put it on the table, staring at the waiter dully, the waiter was even more embarrassed.

With an attitude of not wasting a penny, Anonymous put out an extra banknote every time, and the doubt on the waiter's face deepened.

Until Anonymous took out all the money, more than 20 cards with the largest denominations, the waiter still didn't respond.

Hold.

He cursed secretly, he didn't know if this restaurant was too bad, or Randy was too poor.

until.

"Sir, all your consumption."

"It's all free."

The waiter said with some fear.

Only then did Anonymous realize that the surrounding customers looked at him with fear, was it because of this uniform?

He had a rough guess that this was probably a society where the military and the police ran sideways.

Anonymous is overjoyed, it's so good.

Then he looked for the bathroom in the dining room, and under the guidance of the waiter, he went around a few corners to the bathroom and found a mirror.

Anonymous looked at himself in the mirror, is it really true? Even the obsession in the deep world retains some of the characteristics of his life. From the rough outline of the facial features, he is similar to the man in sunglasses. The only difference is that his body is more upright. It looks a little taller, besides.

Nothing senile.

Too young, as if less than 25 years old, even younger.

Randy in the mirror also has short hair, with a few gray heads. Generally speaking, although he is far from handsome as himself, he is still of a certain level.

The main thing is that people rely on clothes. This military uniform is so handsome. If I wear it myself, the woman who delivers the goods to the door is like a crucian carp in the river.

Does military affairs matter?

Anonymous doesn't know what to do. There are no task reminders or anything like that. It's only a sign of unstable memory. At present, there is only one step by step.

He immediately yelled at the waiter in the bathroom.

The waiter thought that the faucet had burst or something, so he didn't dare to neglect the officer, and hurried over, seeing that nothing happened, he was even more frightened. In today's chaotic situation, these soldiers can kill whoever they want, It is not allowed to be caught in jail because of something offended.

"Do you know who I am?"

Anonymous already had a strategy in mind.

The waiter nodded quickly, because he didn't know if it was some kind of temptation, and all he said were good words of respect. How much he admired these soldiers, and appreciated all the horrific massacres of the army. All be damned.

Anonymous understands.

Randy is a senior military officer serving an extremist regime that is committing genocide.

Anonymous doesn't care at all, because it's his own business, success or failure is far from something that a passer-by can ask, the most urgent thing is to follow the correct process.

"I'm a little drunk."

"You call and get my soldiers."

"I want them to send me back."

As Wuming said, it is best not to go home, but to go to his office, so that he can understand what he is doing, what tasks he has, who should be killed, who should be picked up.

The waiter was shocked, probably this person was just playing to find fault with himself, not to mention how he got drunk after a glass of beer, even a person allergic to alcohol can hold on to five or six glasses.

In addition, I asked myself to tell those soldiers that this is not about my own life.

"Master Lieutenant, I..."

Before the waiter continued to speak.

A man also wearing a military uniform looked around the restaurant, and finally found Randy in the bathroom.

Immediately saluted very standard, raised one hand and stretched it upwards.

"Sir."

"Sorry to disturb your dinner."

"We've got a Resistance spy."

"You need to go over to review immediately."

After the salute, the soldiers said with great respect, because of some confidential reasons, these big soldiers have no right to overstep.

Anonymous was overjoyed, the pillow just came when he fell asleep, interrogation of spies, this should be the correct step, even Randy himself could not refuse military affairs.

However, Nameless didn't agree immediately, and planned to put on a glass to put on airs of the officer.

"Bastard!"

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Military affairs are important."

"Is it possible to delay eating?"

"If you delay the military situation, you will be shot tonight."

Anonymous's voice was cold, without any intention of joking.

Never thought.

The effect was far better than he had expected. The head soldier was so frightened that the blood on his lips became less, and he was paralyzed with fright.

Because Randy said that he would not talk about any military affairs tonight, and he must not be disturbed, but it is also very important over there. It is a leader of the Resistance Army, and Randy must go there.

I fuck.

Anonymous was also shocked.

It seems that Randy is indeed an out-and-out scum, he often beats and scolds or shoots soldiers to scare others.

"It's not too late."

"Take me there quickly."

Under Wu Mingshi's order, the chief soldier took him out of the restaurant and sat in a dark gray old-fashioned jeep.

The waiter watched Randy go, relieved, and nearly killed himself.

These soldiers are all foreign soldiers. The troops stationed here searched and arrested specific groups of people in the country and imprisoned them in concentration camps for intensive labor. After they completely lost their value, the consequences were predictable.

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In the dark night, the streets are still paved with bricks. As time goes by, there should be a curfew system in the city. In addition, Anonymous does not know what is going on. The lights on the windows of many buildings are off. Too cold, or just afraid to turn on the lights.

Wu Mingshi pretended to be a little drunk, and asked the chief soldier some foolish questions, such as why the city was so deserted, in his capacity as an officer.

After some questioning, I found out that Randy and the other officers had just entered the city not long ago, and the search and arrest work was in full swing. They were completely restricted from going out of the city, and were strictly guarded by soldiers. There were not many residents in the city, but they just deliberately turned off the lights to hide myself these people.

Randy, Randy, all the bad things.

It's unbelievable that this kind of scum still has a fiancée, who just now became one.

In addition, Anonymous also knows that Randy's task assigned by his superior is not to search for specific people in the city, but to deal with some guerrillas within the radiation range of a town outside the city. Work hard.

But because those people have not received any systematic training, and the equipment is also old stuff from who knows how many years ago, they are just a mob, and they are scattered at the first touch, and they are suppressed and beaten by regular troops like Randy.

After passing through the checkpoint to confirm Wumingshi's identity as a lieutenant, several soldiers saluted and let him go. The chief soldier drove through a long section of country road and brought Wumingshi to a temporary stronghold outside the city.

At present, the synchronization is stable, and it is good to push the boat along the way.

The next step is to test Randy's methods.

How do I interrogate myself to keep in sync?

(End of this chapter)