Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

No matter how others persuaded him, Wen Lan had already decided to leave.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei couldn't persuade her, so they had to silently help her prepare her luggage.

Wang Shumei sewed a small pocket into every piece of clothing she wore, containing five hundred US dollars in cash.

"Don't take it apart when washing clothes. I've tried it. Money can be used after washing, but be careful not to damage it... It doesn't matter if you lose your wallet. You can get money back no matter what... If you meet a robber or kidnapper, ask him to call home..."

Wang Shumei frowned and ordered word by word.

"You may not be able to get through the phone call at home. You have memorized the Shen family's number. If the phone at home can't be reached, just call the Shen family." Lin Nianhe interjected, feeling a little worried, "Forget it, I'll go get the phone number." Ballpoint pen, write the phone number on the clothes.”

Wen Lan: "..."

"Girl, don't mess with my nice clothes!"

She glared at them: "Why don't you two hire two bodyguards for me?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes lit up: "Hey, don't say it, you really don't say it! I remember Vladimir has a group of brothers who carry AK, I'll give him a call!"

Wang Shumei patted Wen Lan's thigh: "Yes, yes, Nianhe, go quickly!"

Wen Lan: "...?"

"Don't you two think that if there are really such a group of people surrounding me, the target will be bigger and clearer? What if the enemy treats me as a surprise attack?"

"Uh……"

Don't tell me, it really makes sense.

Lin Nianhe took back his steps and frowned in worry: "What should we do?"

Wang Shumei: "How many less are there?"

The back of Wen Lan's head hurt. She dragged Lin Nianhe to sit next to her, and took Wang Shumei's hand, which was still patting her thigh, in her palm.

The three hands were held together, and Wen Lan felt that their hands were very cold.

She sighed softly and said, "Don't you two think that if someone really kidnaps me, wouldn't it be the kidnapper who is even more unlucky?"

"Uh……"

Just imagine, the kidnappers risked their lives to kidnap a girl in the smoke of gunfire. It turns out that the girl is a reporter, and she is also a very good reporter.

It's really unlucky to think about it.

But this did not prevent Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei from being optimistic at all.

Not only is it not optimistic, but there is no way to break the situation.

"Forget it, let's not mention this for now."

Lin Nianhe remembered what he was here for and decided to get down to business first.

She gave Wen Lan a bag of medicine bottles wrapped tightly in oil paper and plastic: "Here are cold medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, analgesic medicine, and antipyretic medicine... I have written the usage, dosage, and applicable symptoms on the medicine bottle. Take it. "

"There are also some vitamins. You won't be able to sleep well if you eat outside. You should take a little vitamin every day to avoid night blindness."

These medicines were Lin Nianhe's spatial inventory, and most of them were more effective than the current medicines. She removed all the pills from their packaging and stuffed them into medicine bottles, and brought as many as possible to Wen Lan.

"Okay." Wen Lan nodded, took the medicine and put it aside.

Lin Nianhe hesitated for a moment and then said: "Although I have prepared a lot of medicine for you, you should keep at least one bottle of each medicine for yourself. Don't give it away if you get mad."

"Good good."

"Remember? Don't deal with me!"

"Remember!" Wen Lan pointed to the beam, "I swear to the beam, whether it's medicine or food, I will leave a mouthful for myself, okay?"

Lin Nianhe responded in a low voice and leaned on Wen Lan's shoulder in a bad mood.

"Don't make it look like a separation between life and death." Wen Lan rubbed her head with rare tenderness, "Maybe I'll be back by the end of the year. You see, Su Yuncheng went to fight before, so he didn't come back in more than two months. ”

Lin Nianhe sighed silently.

The battle was indeed fast, but where Wen Lan was going... She checked the information last night and found that the war lasted for eight years.

Now that Wen Lan has left, it will be great to be back in a year and a half.

With her temperament, she may not be able to withdraw even if she is asked to do so.

"No matter what, you must pay attention to safety outside," Wang Shumei wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes and looked at Wen Lan and said, "If you are missing anything, just tell us and we will find a solution."

"Okay - I know -"

Wen Lan has lost count of how many times she has said these four words in the past two days. She is actually a little scared, but compared to fear, she wants more people to know the truth.

"Nianhe?"

Su Yuncheng's voice came from outside the hospital.

Lin Nianhe responded, wiped away his tears and walked out.

"what happened?"

She asked languidly as she had no energy.

When Su Yuncheng saw her like this, he knew he had come to the right place.

He said, "Is Wen Lan here?"

"Ah."

"Follow me." Su Yuncheng said.

"Huh?" Lin Nianhe was confused, "Why are you going?"

"You'll know when you arrive."

Su Yuncheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

"it is good."

Lin Nianhe had complete trust in Su Yuncheng. After hearing what he said, he went back to the house and called Wen Lan and Wang Shumei to follow him.

Su Yuncheng drove for a long time and took them to the shooting range.

"I applied," Su Yuncheng handed a pistol to Wen Lan, "to train the basic qualities of a war reporter."

Wen Lan was shocked: "Me? Practice this?"

"Nothing is more useful than this." Su Yuncheng said, "I'll teach you."

Before Wen Lan could react, Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei were both excited: "Yes, yes! You practice hard!"

Wen Lan blinked and took the cold pistol.

Su Yuncheng's teaching was quite strict. Starting with the holding position, Wen Lan was asked to hold the pistol and stand in a standard posture for an hour.

He was not idle when practicing postures, and talked about all kinds of knowledge at once.

Including but not limited to reasonable avoidance of bullet impact points based on ballistic trajectories, one hundred ways to find safe bunkers, and how to save oneself when approached by a tank... all are valuable experiences of veterans.

Wen Lan's blood boiled when he heard this, and he had the urge to abandon his pen and join the army.

Not far away, Wang Shumei sat on a small horse and sighed: "It has been five years since I heard Su Yuncheng speak so many words at once for the first time."

Lin Nianhe: "Don't talk about you, it's my first time too."

Su Yuncheng tried his best to tell Wen Lan everything he knew, and even repeated some key points three or four times.

Wen Lan also listened very carefully, and every word was imprinted in his mind.

These are life-saving magic skills, you must keep them in mind!
After an hour of "penalty standing", Su Yuncheng began to teach Wen Lan how to aim and let her practice target shooting.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Wen Lan fired three shots in a row.

Three shots missed.

Sister Lan was shocked: "Is it impossible? I aimed!"

Su Yuncheng didn't find it strange at all, and said calmly: "The first time, it's normal. Sharpshooters are fed bullets."

Then he changed the topic: "I forgot to tell you that all the bullets you use are your own responsibility."

To put it simply - fight as much as you want, but it costs money.

Wen Lan took a deep breath.

"boom!"

Nine rings. (End of chapter)