Chapter 149: Night (please collect, ask for recommendation)

Seeking collection, seeking recommendation...
The feeling of writing a light novel for Mao suddenly came out again?
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"Command! [Empty] Alchemist Ito Cheng, accompanied by the 13th squad to the location to rebel, immediately set off, above!"
In the military camp, a non-commissioned officer stood straight in front of Ito, and read aloud while performing a military ceremony.
"You can't let people take a break." Ito Cheng whispered a word and immediately looked up to the sergeant. "I know, I will pass."
"Yes!" The sergeant once again snorted and turned and hurried out of the room.
"I didn't expect it, I also had a day when I was sent to the battlefield as a soldier." Ito Cheng grabbed the cup from the table beside him, took a cup of water and drank it, and took a similar piece to the genius of the hacker. The windbreaker was put on and strode out.
After meeting the squad that was about to leave, riding a military truck, after more than half an hour of bumps, finally came to the edge of the battlefield.
"Depart!" commanded the chief of the sergeant.
"Yes!" All the soldiers screamed, then carried the rifle with their hands in their hands and dispersed them into a dispersed team to advance to the front area.
"Hey, what is the goal of this mission?" asked Ito Cheng, who was next to the Sergeant Major.
"Destroy the resistance organization squad inside, completely recover this area." The sergeant's face with a serious expression, said the goal of the mission.
"Oh." Ito became nodded and was not asking.
After a while, the squad advanced to the center of the area, and the team was full of broken unmanned buildings, a feeling of being abandoned.
"piu!" Suddenly, not far from the position of the third floor of an unmanned building, a spark flashed past.
"Ah!" A soldier who was in front of the team immediately screamed and fell to his back on the ground. A small blood came out of the small hole in his forehead and flowed along the edge of his forehead to the ground, gathering a small pool of blood in a short while.
"Pay attention to concealment, counterattack." The sergeant saw this, quickly sneaked to hide behind a hidden object, loudly ordered. At about the same time, a dozen sparks flashed through the dilapidated buildings around the team, and a sound of smacking sound broke through the air, followed by a burst of metal slamming.
"Counterattack, counterattack." After the bunker, the sergeant officer repeated loudly. Immediately, a sound gun rang from the side of Ito, and the smell of sulphur-like smoke spread from the air, like fireworks...
"Please take a shot, Mr. Ito Cheng." The sergeant saw the soldiers began to counterattack, and then he sighed and looked at the leisurely Ito Cheng, requesting.
"Know it." Ito became nodded, turned his hands and pressed it on the wall, and rushed out of his own body, turning blue and white electric light between his hands to the wall in front of him.
Almost immediately, in the distance is still in the position of sparks, a scream came, and then disappeared with the screams is the spark of fire when shooting.
"Well?" Just as Ito was ready to take back his hands, he felt as if something was competing with his own Rubik's Cube for the soul. Although it failed because of its level, it reminded Ito that the city seems to be very different.
"Go ahead." The commander of the Sergeant officer called Ito into the thoughts, and both hands left the wall and frowned at the sky.
"Thank you for Mr. Ito," said the sergeant.
"No, the task is all right." Ito Cheng waved his hand and said.
Then the team continued to move deeper into the depths...
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"Half a year, the time is really fast." In a room in the military camp, Charles carried a small cup of coffee, cocked his legs, sitting on the opposite side of Ito, and said, "I didn't expect you to live. It’s down.

"I said, I am not so easy to die." Ito said in a mouth with a cigarette. I don’t know when it’s been, and Ito, who hasn’t smoked for a long time, picked up again.
"Ha ha ha ha ha, indeed, as a rookie, you are really good." Charles first laughed for a moment, then said.
"How about you, how come you come to me today?" Ito Cheng reached out and took off the cigarette on his mouth and asked for a bullet in the ashtray.
"I heard that your application has come down." Charles put the coffee cup in his hand on the table, and put his hands on his knees and looked at Ito Cheng.
"Well." Ito Cheng nodded and admitted.
"I finally agreed. Since the end of the rebellion more than a month ago, you are applying, and the efficiency of the military is rare." Charles chuckled.
"Well..." Ito became shrugging and his face was helpless.
"What are your plans for going to St. Tral this time?" Charles asked.
"How can I plan to do so, please ask for a half-year holiday, and prepare to spend a few days in the big library. As for the other, I will consider it later." Ito Cheng said that the cigarettes that had already burned out were extinguished.
"You are still as diligent as ever." Charles said with emotion.
"Oh..." Ito Cheng smiled softly and ignored it.

When are you ready to go?
Charles asked after smiling.
"The day after tomorrow, there are still some things to hand over tomorrow," said Ito Cheng.
"That's a drink together this evening. I haven't had a drink together for a long time." Charles's cocked legs were put back on the ground, his hands squatting on the table in front of him, and he stood up and said.
"Well, come to me at night, I will prepare you a sumptuous meal." Ito Seki also got up and watched Charles smile.
"Oh ~ rare, you have to know that the [empty] alchemist's meal has become the legend of the southern military camp." Charles laughed.
"Yes, I really didn't pay attention." Ito Cheng looked at Charles Road with some surprise.
"Of course, those who have had the privilege of eating your meal will soon boast your craftsmanship!" Charles turned and walked to the door, and said, "I saw it at night, I really look forward to it."
"Well, see you at night!" said Ito Cheng.
Time came quickly to the evening. After half an afternoon of busy work, a table of four hot and cold Chinese food was placed on the table. Less than five minutes after the meal was served, Charles finally came to the room of Ito, and the two of them drank with the Erguotou specially made by Ito Saki...
Two days later...
"You take care." On the train, Ito Cheng looked at Charles outside the window and said.
"You are the same, Santaré is not mixed with the South here, everything is careful." Charles muttered.

Reassured,
said Ito Cheng.
"Oh, yes." Charles laughed at himself, and when he was still ready to say something, the train's bell rang loudly. The two glanced at each other, waved and waved at each other, and then Charles became farther and smaller in the sight of Ito.
"What is the central city, I am back." On the train, Ito Cheng looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "Is the human body smelt..."
After a long journey, Yi Tengcheng re-entered the land of the central city of St. Tram with a long beep. First, after taking the bus to the military department to do the registration procedures, I went to the data enquiry authority registration office to get the certificate, and then I returned to the home in the city.
Ito Cheng waved the Asian night and watched the Asian night saying "I am finally coming back."
"Well." Asia night looked at the dust in the room and tapped his forehead and said, "It seems that I have to clean it up."
"Let's do it together." Ito Cheng looked at the night and chuckled.
"Good." The spirit of the Asian Night was shocked and the hands were combined. Then the two men began to clean up with their arms around their sleeves.
The next morning, after enjoying a delicious breakfast early, Ito became the National Library with a permit and walked to the alchemy data area under the guidance of the library staff.
Now Ito is not the rookie of more than half a year ago. After more than half a year of fighting and learning in the southern battlefield, Ito has a clear understanding of the alchemy of the world. So instead of catching it as it was in the first place, it is a targeted and selective view. Most of them are relatively taboo for alchemists.
In this way, in the daytime to go to the big library to check the information, in the evening to go home to accompany the Asian night, the time has passed for three months.
On this day, Ito’s hand was carrying a basket of apples, and when he was eager to go home, the long whistle of the alarm suddenly sounded on the far street. Then a burst of firearms was heard, and only someone in the distance shouted, "Don't let him run."
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