Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

In a spacious cabin, An Xiaohai, whose face and body were wrapped in bandages, was carefully cleaning a skull with a small brush.

The skull has a grotesque appearance and a pungent odor, with two large, empty eye sockets that exude mystery.

An Xiaohai seemed oblivious to all of this; his movements were so gentle, his expression so tender, as if he were caring for his lover.

"Come in!" A knock sounded on the door. An Xiaohai didn't look up, but simply invited the person in.

The captain pushed open the door and entered. An Xiaohai wanted to get up to greet him, but the captain stopped him: "You are injured and you are not one of my soldiers, so don't be so polite with me."

"Yes, sir," An Xiaohai smiled slightly, nodded, and continued cleaning the skull. He did not discard the filth he cleaned out, but carefully put it all into a sealed plastic bag.

"My surname is Qian, you can call me Uncle Qian from now on."

"Okay, Uncle Qian."

"Hey! That's great! I love your temper!" The captain wanted to laugh, but when he saw the skull in An Xiaohai's hand, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

"Can I help you with this?" the captain asked cautiously.

"Of course you can, you are fully qualified to do these things, and I think these seniors would be very honored."

"Alright, I'll help then," the captain said, taking a brush from the side and a skull from his bag, and started cleaning it with An Xiaohai.

The two of them cleaned for a full hour without saying a word, and finally managed to remove two skulls.

"Do you want to take a rest?" the captain asked with concern, noticing the fine beads of sweat on An Xiaohai's forehead.

"No, we can't stay here for long. We'll be leaving soon, and I want to do something more for them."

"Okay, but don't push yourself too hard."

"No, it's not tiring to do this," An Xiaohai smiled and took out a skull from his bag.

The captain nodded, and was about to take another skull out of his bag to clean it when he suddenly saw two pieces of whitish flesh.

"What is this?"

"This is..." An Xiaohai's eyes suddenly reddened. He gritted his teeth and calmed himself down for a while before speaking again: "These are two pieces of flesh and blood, belonging to two seniors."

One of them was an armed police officer codenamed Dandelion. I didn't know who the other one was. When we rushed in, Dandelion was still alive, but he had been tortured beyond recognition.

Dandelion personally tore off his own flesh and blood, along with that of his comrades, and entrusted us to take them back to our motherland. He himself stayed behind to cover the retreat, perishing together with that hellish place.

With tears in his eyes and a smile on his face, An Xiaohai looked at the captain and spoke slowly.

The captain's chest heaved violently, and his eyes reddened. After a long while, he finally suppressed his emotions and stood up: "I'll go find something suitable to store them properly."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Qian."

The captain left, but returned shortly afterward, carrying two boxes containing military medals, each lined with two pieces of red silk.

An Xiaohai and the captain carefully moved the two pieces of flesh into the two boxes.

"etc!"

Just as the captain was about to close the box, An Xiaohai suddenly stopped him, because he seemed to have been jolted by something inside the box.

"What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something hidden in here!" An Xiaohai dragged the box to his side and carefully peeled back a piece of skin, revealing a metallic sheen underneath.

An Xiaohai quickly peeled back the skin a little more and carefully picked out the metallic-looking thing with tweezers.

This is a piece of silvery-white metal, shaped much like a slender capsule.

"Xiao Hai, this should be a sealed metal capsule for transmitting intelligence! Try to see if you can open it!" An Xiao Hai was still wondering what this thing was when the captain spoke up, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.

An Xiaohai had an idea. He took another pair of tweezers, clamped the metal capsule, and tried to twist it.

Perhaps because it had been so long, the metal capsule was stuck very tightly, and it took An Xiaohai and the captain a lot of effort to finally unscrew it.

After the metal capsule was unscrewed, a carefully rolled-up paper was revealed.

An Xiaohai and the captain exchanged a glance, quickly washed their hands thoroughly, and dried them completely before carefully unrolling the paper.

The scroll was covered with dense writing, many of which had blurred and become illegible, but it was still roughly recognizable as names.

"You wait here, I'll go get someone to copy it!"

The captain was about to get up when An Xiaohai stopped him: "No, Uncle Qian, it's best not to let anyone else know. Do you have a satellite phone here? I'd like to use it."

"Yes, wait for me, I'll be right back!"

The captain quickly returned with a satellite phone and handed it to An Xiaohai: "Don't worry, this is my personal phone, it has a very high security level."

"Thanks!"

An Xiaohai took the phone and dialed the 073 hotline without thinking.

"It's me!" An Xiaohai said, then stopped. For some reason, after answering the 073 call, tears almost welled up in his eyes.

"Did you win?" 073's voice was unusually gentle.

An Xiaohai kept taking deep breaths, suppressing his emotions, while 073 waited quietly on the other end of the phone.

"I am still alive, but I don't know whether I have won or lost."

I couldn't save a single person; I only brought back a pile of bones. Now I'm starting to wonder if what I did was even worth it.

"Worth it! Absolutely worth it!" 073's voice was unusually firm: "It is our greatest honor to be able to bring back the remains of our heroes! It will give countless soldiers immense encouragement and comfort!"

Thank you! Thank you for everything you've done. On behalf of all my colleagues in the Security Department, I thank you!

You've won! A resounding victory! I'll recommend you for recognition!

"Thank you! I feel much better now that you say that. Comrade Dandelion also sent out some information at the end, which was a list, and I only recognized two of the names on it."

I suspect this is a list of the core members of the Flying Bird Gang throughout Haidong Province. I'll read it to you now, and you can take a look.

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go get some paper and pen."

After 073 was ready, An Xiaohai read out the names on the small piece of paper one by one.

It took 073 a full 20 minutes to memorize all the names, but there were still three names that were so illegible that they were completely unrecognizable.

"073, it's inconvenient for me to carry this list with me right now. What should I do?"

Is Captain Qian with you?

"Yes, Uncle Qian is right here beside me."

"That's good! Give the list to him and ask him to bring it back. I will pick it up myself. I will give the list to the technical department and ask them to restore those three names no matter what."

"Okay, I'll ask him to do it. There's one more thing I'd like to ask you for help with."

"you say."

"I would like to request that you remove all protections for all my relatives between 8 pm and 10 pm on February 1st."

073 remained silent for a long time before asking, "Are you going to confront him head-on?"

"Yes, I can't hide it anymore; he's already noticed me."

"He must have noticed you a long time ago."

"It's different!"

He must be very busy, having to execute his own plans, deal with rivals within the organization, hide his identity, and deal with Caos, the police, the security department, and you all.

Before this, he wouldn't have spent much effort on me, but now it's different. He has noticed me, and I suspect that he has even influenced the Y country's army through some means.

I feel that, as An Xiaohai, I can no longer hide it.

"I understand... Do you have a complete plan now?"

"I already have a preliminary plan, but I need some time to refine it, so I've set the date for February 1st."

"That's good. We've made some progress recently, and I'll take some action on February 1st to distract him."

"OK, thanks!"

"I've already said we don't need to thank each other. My thanks to you just now weren't for myself, I was speaking on behalf of everyone!"

"Then I won't be polite with you anymore."

"Is there anything else?"

"That's it... 073, I've already called this number twice. Does that mean I'll never be able to find you again?"

"Theoretically yes, but I submitted a report to my superiors and asked them to preserve this channel. From now on, this communication channel will be exclusively for you and me."

"Really?"

"real."

"That's great, thank you!"

"Look at yourself!"

"Okay, no need to say thank you, that's fine, I'm very happy."

"Whatever makes you happy! Will you... go back to Deepsea City?"

"Yes, there's one last thing I haven't finished... When I return to Deepsea City, will I be able to see you?"

I think it's possible.

"Then...see you in Deepsea City."

"Okay, see you in Deepsea City!"