Longmen Memoirs

"The deficiencies in your body and magic blood cannot be made up for by hard work in a short period of time. It doesn't matter. Working hard in other aspects can still give you an advantage, such as skills and tactics."

When he says this, it often heralds more rigorous training, and the instructor usually won't hold anything back. His movements are quick and neat. Even with empty hands, it is difficult for people to see clearly, and often when he comes back to his senses, Already fell to the ground.

The pain is certain, because she has no mercy because she is a woman, just like she did with that Wolper, but what makes her feel unwilling and helpless is that she is even worse than that Wolper. , at least the frivolous Wolper who spoke and acted indifferently could hold on for a few seconds, but she was beaten to the ground almost as soon as they met her.

"Your enemy will not be soft just because you are a woman." The instructor said.

"stand up."

"too slow."

He always urged, but Vaifan thought that she was very suitable for this kind of training. It was much better than her aimless training alone. She was never afraid of hardship or difficulties.

Sometimes she would think that if the instructor was so stern and unkind, she would probably be alone for the rest of her life. She thought so maliciously, because it hurt when the fist landed on her body, and the words the instructor said were unpleasant. From time to time, he would call her a loser and advise her to get out of here.

But the more she said this, the more unwilling she felt to shrink back and be looked down upon.

In fact, she knew very well that if the instructor wanted to get out, why bother training with her, and why take the time to find a lot of information for her to memorize without knowing where to go.

She had heard a saying from the operators of Black Steel: a sharp mouth but a tofu heart. She felt that her instructor should also be suitable for this sentence, but when she mentioned it in a joking manner, the instructor said nothing.

In fact, as she gradually got to know her, she discovered that the instructor was actually a very strange person. Maybe it was just like what he said, because she was very similar to someone he knew, so she suddenly thought of helping her. At least when facing the students, he still looked indifferent and did not want to have too much involvement with them.

She later understood why.

the reason is simple.

Black Steel is a mercenary organization. What are mercenaries? To put it nicely, they are called security personnel, and to put it poorly, they are just blood on the edge of a knife. In a place like this, the more people you know, the deeper the intersections and the deeper the interactions. It is easy to experience the feeling of loss, but if you lose too much, your heart will soften.

But the company is trying hard to cultivate trust among the operator teams, but the instructor is different. He does not have any team. He is always alone in Black Steel. He seems to be avoiding something, and he seems to regard Black Steel as Excesses in one’s own life.

As it turns out, it's both the former and the latter.

The training time was not long, and she gradually climbed up from the bottom of the team. The rise was obvious. Although she was still far behind the outstanding students, at least she could feel her progress. , I don’t know how much better it is than in the past when I couldn’t find a clue when I trained alone.

What the instructor taught was very practical. Although he himself said that his qualifications for tasks in Black Steel were very low, in fact he was very good at team combat, tactical assault and tactical application. He always performed exceptionally well in simulated battle exercises. He seems to have a lot of experience in predicting and proficiency in ordinary people's expectations, but these experiences come from nowhere, and his actual combat ability is quite terrifying. At least in the confrontation between instructors and students, no one can do it until now. His men had an advantage, in fact, it would have been nice if he could have held back a little.

Most students thought this way, including herself.

The horns on the top of her head have always been a problem for her, because the single bed of the Black Steel trainee is very narrow. If she doesn't pay attention when she wakes up in the morning, the horns will get stuck in the railing at the head of the bed. Fortunately, this happened several times. Later, she learned to raise the pillow higher before going to bed.

She actually envied them more than Wolper's soft ears.

The precise biological species cultivated for a long time woke her up at a fixed time. She opened her eyes. Wolper's sleeping posture was not elegant. It was frivolous in line with her personality. Under the gray shorts, there was a long furry brown tail. Covering her thighs like a blanket, her fair and smooth calves were exposed on the narrow single bed. She turned sideways and hugged her quilt. The training vest was lifted up to reveal her flat belly, and then up, the wrinkled chest of the vest. , there is a big, plump lump of fat under the collarbone that no one likes.

As if feeling her gaze, Wolper's long eyelashes trembled. She opened her eyes, her golden pupils stared at each other, and Wolper raised the corners of his lips.

"Have you been fascinated?" Wolper asked with a wink.

"Looks like I don't need to call you anymore."

Without comment, she climbed out of bed, bent down and climbed down the bed ladder.

"I'll be happy if you want to wake me up." Wolper lowered his gaze pretending to be frivolous, supported his head with the hand holding the quilt, and twirled his fingertips around a strand of his hair. He said in a joking tone: "And always Ever since."

"Then it's time for you to get up, Miss."

She stood under the bed and picked up the coat draped on the seat without raising her head.

"Actually, I want to sleep for a while."

"I don't care if you're late." She said, pulled the zipper around her neck and fastened it, and looked up.

"It seems that your grades have improved and your confidence has improved a lot."

Wolper reluctantly sat up from the bed, raised his arms and stretched lazily. With a seductive moan, his plump and youthful body was exposed to the morning air.

She ignored the other party's fox cry, straightened the collar of her uniform, bent down to tie her bootlaces, and picked up the belt placed on the table.

"What time is it?" Wolper asked lazily, sitting on the bed.

She looked at the electronic clock placed among the books.

"Six o'clock." She replied: "You have 6 minutes to get out of bed, put on your uniform, and finish what you need to do."

In fact, Wolper is a very lazy person. If no one reminds her, she doesn't mind sleeping until the last moment and getting up in a hurry. At least among the students, her laxity can be ranked high. The standard of black steel is in her. It does not apply to the body, and of course, the same applies to the results.

"You came back an hour later than usual yesterday. Don't you want to explain it to your dear roommate who has been worried about you all night?"

Wolper made no move, but lowered his head slightly to look at her who was fastening her belt.

"What happened, like... well, some normal and interesting things that are worth talking about. I'm a little curious."

The ears on top of Walper's head twitched slightly, and his golden eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her standing below.

"I can not understand what you say."

She raised her head in confusion. Although she pretended to be confused, she was very bad at lying. Her expression seemed a little stiff, as if she was changing the subject: "I have to remind you that you only have 5 minutes now."

"If I were you, I wouldn't change the subject in such a deliberate way. Your expression has betrayed you. Do you want me to find you a mirror?" Wolper asked.

She was stunned for a moment, then gently lowered her hand holding the belt.

"You knew already?"

"It took me a long time to resist pretending not to know." Wolper said, "But something was wrong when you came back yesterday, so what happened."

"Nothing." She reached out and picked up the gray student hat, put it on, and seemed to remember something, and then said: "...the instructor told me last night that he was leaving."

Wolper was silent for a moment.

"So what does the instructor mean?"

She was stunned and pointed at Wolper on the bed.

"I just said there was something wrong with you coming back last night. You said it yourself." Wolper's words were innocent.

"Even so, ah ah ah." She clenched her fists and yelled twice like a little girl. Fortunately, she didn't cover her ears.

"I lied to you~" Wolper suddenly laughed and said in a longer voice: "You are so innocent. You can be deceived into giving birth to a child in just two sentences."

She lowered her face and did not answer, so she felt that it was difficult for her to get along with a person of Walper's character.

"Are you angry?" Wolper asked: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, forgive me this time, okay?"

She sighed helplessly.

"Really, deliberately teasing me makes you find it so interesting?"

"It's interesting, but what's even more interesting is, who would have thought that the snake, which always seems cold and cold, would actually take special care of you. Ah, I suddenly feel a little envious." Wolper lowered his head and touched his shoulders, hugging his chest : "Obviously people like me are more promising."

After she finished speaking, she thought about remembering something, stared at 09213's petite figure, and her eyes fell on her chest again.

"Oh, I get it."

09213 subconsciously covered her chest, the other person's gaze made her feel very uncomfortable.

"What do you understand?"

"Secret." Wolper raised the corners of his mouth mysteriously and whispered: "You can't see it at all now. Is this the reason?"

"That's enough! Even if you don't say it, I know what you are thinking." She seemed to have guessed what the other party meant, gritting her teeth with a hint of warning.

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore." Wolper waved her hand. She was afraid that the other party would be really angry if this continued, although her angry look was very interesting.

She must be thinking now, if you say anything again I will tear your mouth apart, that must be it, Wolper thought to herself.

"Back to the topic just now, what do you mean by leaving?"

She took a deep breath, looked at Wolper hesitantly, and made sure that the other party had no intention of mentioning it again, before speaking slowly.

"I don't know. Maybe he was transferred to other places and I don't have access to these in my capacity."

"So you feel bad about that?"

"I just feel a little... regretful, but as long as we are in Black Steel, there will always be a day when we see you again." She sighed, and then stared at Wolper on the bed: "How long do you want to stay there."

"What..." Wolper seemed to realize it, and looked at her standing below with her uniform on in surprise: "I thought you had left."

Chapter 15 Cat, Snake and Fox ([-])

Don't walk into the gentle night, don't expect the silence of dawn. You should burn and roar at dusk, rage and denounce the disappearance of light. You are destined to declare to the world with a flaming fighting spirit the fate that is grasped in the palm of your hand.

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The transfer appointment letter in his hand made Sifield silent for a long time. Chen Mo's room was next to his, and he was now standing in Chen Mo's room.

After a few seconds, Sfeldt placed the appointment letter on the table and pressed his fingers on it without moving away. He turned his head and Chen Mo's eyes met his.

This was two months after returning to Black Steel.

Autumn in Colombia comes later than expected because the country's latitude is actually higher than Longmen. The existence of ocean currents and monsoons not only makes it possible for hurricanes to hit in late summer and early autumn, but also makes autumn come a little later. later.

Yellow and fiery red autumn leaves covered the leafy mountain forest. In fact, the trees themselves did not change much no matter where they were, but Chen Mo still remembered the street full of maple trees outside the orphanage.

He remembered that the day he first came to the orphanage, the fiery red maple leaves fell all over the ground. Looking up, the leaves rustled in the wind, and slowly fell at his feet with the sound of wind. In the future, in autumn, if When I sit on the swing under the oak tree and look out, I can often see a street that looks like swaying flames outside the wall, welcoming something and spreading all the way to the city in the distance.

Those memories have long since become thin, just like the people and things they once were, like the gradually yellowing and peeling title pages of old photos.

Sfeldt's blue pupils replaced the maple leaves in his memory and brought Chen Mo back to reality. On the appointment letter, he could see the corner pressed between his fingers, revealing the abbreviations of BPRS, which had already been stamped with the Human Resources Department. of stamp.

Sfeldt couldn't help but think of the past two years ago when he advised Chen Mo not to go to Kazdale, and this damn brat had already made plans in his mind.

Call him young and ignorant. In fact, he has always had his own ideas and he is very clear about the consequences of these thoughts. But call him too naive. Sfeldt knows very well that his brother is not that stupid.

But there are some things that are difficult to talk about, and you may not necessarily get the answer if you ask, but if you don't ask, Sfeldt doesn't know how to mention it.

"Are you so restless?" Sfeldt finally asked.

He cannot hinder the decisions of high-level officials. Although he has certain authority, there are limits after all.

"It's a little later than I thought." Chen Mo said, his eyes falling on the appointment letter that Sifeld pressed on the table.

"The reason?"

Sfeldt moved his fingertips.

"Just think that I can't sit still, Brother Si. I asked the people in the human resources department. They think that with my current situation, it may be difficult for me to have a team and suitable positions for me in a short time. But I don't have that many Time can be wasted.”

"Then you took the opportunity to go to the operations department and cause a scene, so that the people above would notice your ability. If so, your goal was achieved."

"I can't hide it from you." Chen Mo shook his head helplessly.

"How can you hide it? After all, I am also the head of the Intelligence Department. To take a step back, what is your plan in mind? If others don't know, how can I know?"

Chen Mo indeed had this idea. On the way back to Black Steel, he had considered the situation he might face after returning to Black Steel, especially when Crebo arrived and told him his problem. Felt came up with this idea temporarily after a conflict with the Operations Department.

Others would just think that he was Sifeldt's brother, here to find a place for Sifeldt. At least most people in the operations department thought so, but few people would think that he used this behavior to show his superiors. own existence and potential.

Black Steel will not let an operator with good combat effectiveness remain idle, but if you do nothing, how will others notice your existence.

"Oh, what should I say to you." Sfeldt sighed slowly. "Everyone in the operations department has been deceived by you."

"I don't think the word lie is used correctly, Brother Si." Chen Mo retorted.

"But I actually feel a little sad right now?"

"The operations department is very ruthless." Chen Mo replied. "I can help you out to some extent."

"How much is it anyway?"

Sfeldt glanced sideways at Chen Mo.

"Half."

"You heartless person, you're only half that?" he asked in surprise, and then complained helplessly: "Okay, at least it's much better than that damn place in Kazdale. I asked you, can you discuss it with me in advance next time? , such a move comes suddenly every time, so people can’t be mentally prepared.”

But what he is thinking about now is that his brother seems to have changed since he came back from Kazdaele. He has become less cold and has become as if he has an idea in his heart, so he is no longer confused, but with this At the same time, he is more calculating and profound. At least in the past, Sfeldt's perception was that he would never do something deliberately.

He just seemed less indifferent, but no one knew what he was thinking, or what he planned to do. Even now, Sfeldt found that he could not understand him more and more. .

"what to prepare?"

"Prepare... Well, it's useless to tell you." Sifield waved his hand, picked up the appointment letter and pressed it on Chen Mo's chest: "You won't listen anyway."

"I thought you were going to collect my body for me, so remember not to use the Colombian burial method. I don't like it, although I think there won't be many people coming back by then, and I have to trouble you to keep a vigil for me."

Chen Mo half-jokingly said that Chen Mo took the appointment letter and folded it without looking at it, then threw it on the bed.

"To be honest, your joke is not humorous at all. I don't know how to do wake-up calls, but I will burn some more paper money for you and send you away in glory so that you can live more comfortably down there."

"Thank you, Brother Si."