Chapter 71: star

The sound of Shi Shanyan's heartbeat and the timing of the instruments in the basement gradually overlapped, and he fell into a strange dream on the cold operating table. +++ Popular Danmei novel: EbookFREE.me He saw his sight, which contained many strangers.
The expressions of these people before death were too similar. Shi Shanyan didn't remember their names, he only recognized Fox Eyes.
Border jungle in 2160.
It has just rained and there is a rotten smell of plants and animals floating here. Shi Shanyan was lying in a slightly concave grass nest, staring at the other person for nearly six hours. Khan was running down his cheek to the neckline, and there was tide around his neck.
The receiver on the ear made a small noise, which was the Black Panther mission liaison.
"Call 7-001, the commander's latest order..."
Shi Shanyan raised his hand, took off the receiver, and crushed it. He didn't wipe sweat or move anymore, but kept the gun posture and focused all his attention on the sight.
Target fox eye, active member of Black Panther, number 7-004, height 185, weight 85kg. He infiltrated the enemy in order to monitor the military personnel of the Southern Alliance, and has now betrayed.
Shi Shanyan's mission is to kill Fox Eyes in the border jungle and prevent Fox Eyes from returning to the Southern Alliance. He followed Fox Eye into the jungle a week ago, snatched the Fox Eye observer and recorder, and then fell into a stalemate with Fox Eye.
Fox Eye also brought a team of action from the Southern League.
Mosquitoes bit Shi Shanyan's body. He was motionless and kept breathing at a certain frequency. The sweat that didn't wipe cleanly ran into his eyes, making Shi Shanyan's eyes sore and tingling, but he didn't rub.
After 20 minutes, it was dark. The fox eye on the opposite side got back into the accompanying tent without lighting. The night watchman outside the tent did not ignite, and they stood on the open space beside the tent and chatted.
Shi Shanyan finally closed his eyes, pulled out a clean wipe from his close pocket, and wiped his eyes. His eyes oozed a little bit of physiological tears because of the stinging pain. Shi Shanyan covered it for a few seconds and then took back the dirty wipes.
Fox Eye does not act at night, this is the rest time of Shi Shanyan.
Shi Shanyan took out the kettle and poured two sips of water. He doesn't like eating when doing tasks. Satiety will affect his reaction ability, but the physical energy is consumed too much, and he must rely on eating to fill his physical energy.
Shi Shanyan took a few bites to eat the compressed biscuits, backed his gun to his back, and climbed up the tree beside the side. The branches and leaves here are very dense, he hides the muzzle under the leaves, through a little gap, facing the fox-eye tent.
The fox-eye tent had curtains, but the interior could not be seen from the position of Shi Shanyan. Fox Eye is keen on the angle, he has not made any mistakes along the way, and has been restricting Shi Shanyan's sniper vision.
Shi Shanyan could not shoot rashly, that would reveal his position.
The members of the vigil chatted and laughed. They knew each other and trusted each other absolutely.
Shi Shanyan saw their expression through the sight, and his heart was calm. The real rainy season will usher in another week here, when lurking will become more difficult. Shi Shanyan's medicines are not enough. He just wants to kill Fox Eyes as soon as possible and leave the jungle.
The other party became more and more happy, and from time to time looked at the fox eyes in the tent. Fox Eye is doing well in the Southern Alliance. He is the number one sniper in the southern military. The name "fox eye" is also the honorary title given to him by the southern military.
Shi Shanyan stabilized his gun, reached out the micro receiver he had prepared from his pocket, scratched the pinion gear on the micro receiver with his fingertips, tuned the receiving channel, and put it on his ear.
Black Panther can only rely on the mission liaison to obtain outside information when performing dangerous missions, but Shi Shanyan does not trust anyone, he has prepared himself. This miniature receiver is noisier than the Black Panther receiver, and inside it is the recurring broadcast of Alliance News.
"The alliance hopes everyone stays calm and not alarmist. Intelligent systems are indeed a hot topic, but in the end it is just a tool for our lives..."
The night watchman opposite lit a cigarette and they were still chatting. Shi Shanyan crawled over a tiger's mouth, but he didn't respond and stared at the opposite side to continue listening to the news.
"The immaturity of the in-vehicle system is where the relevant technical personnel need to reflect... Now the teaching system has been put into experiment, and the effect is very good, and the children are very healthy." The news anchor is a little excited, "Of course, the best is ours' The main system. The expert observation team is very satisfied with the performance of Athena in the Inspectorate. It can even spontaneously track past records of old cases, and screen key information hundreds of times faster than humans..."
Shi Shanyan also wanted to smoke. His throat knotted slightly and looked over his eyes.
A small star appeared among the lush foliage, like a small boat with dim light, and was almost overturned by an overcast cloud.
The miniature receiver suddenly stopped and fell into a blind tone, but after a dozen seconds, it became silent again.
Do not.
Shi Shanyan heard a very shallow breath, not silent.
"...Hello." The person on the opposite side spoke for a long time.
Shi Shanyan did not answer.
The other party seemed relieved. His voice was very soft, as if he had not awoke.
"Hello," the other party was very polite. "Unfamiliar receiver, this is the Garden Channel...I am the late night anchor "Glass"."
Shi Shanyan suspected that the micro receiver was broken. This is not the news channel he ordered.
"What are you doing?" The other party didn't know that someone was listening, he was just talking to the receiver, "Oh," he said to himself, "You have been discarded. Your positioning shows that you are...in the distant On the borderline."
Yes.
Shi Shanyan raised his eyebrows inexplicably and answered in his heart.
You can hang up and switch back to my news channel.
"Let's make a game and let me guess your experience." The other party seems to be accustomed to such self-talk, he has a nasal voice when he speaks, and may still be in the cold, dragging the voice a bit long, sounds like Being coquettish.
"Your brand shows that you only sell in the light rail area, but the price is cheap, and it is also sold in other regions. But this is too far. Is your owner an agent? He ran to the place of war and hid in the jungle," The other party said, "Is he a sniper? I only thought of this possibility."
The members of the vigil opposite had already sat in front of the tent, and it was time for fox eyes to sleep. The sky is very dark at this time, it rained only in the afternoon, and it might still rain at night. Shi Shanyan hopes not to go down, his clothes are not dry, and the rain will affect his vision.
"He was shot dead, so you stayed here, no one can take you back to the normal world."
Shi Shanyan: "..."
The other party did not intend to stop such unilateral exchanges. Shi Shanyan speculated that he might have no friends and was a home-stay...hacker? Anyway, the head is not normal.
"I don't know what the weather is like there. It's raining all the time here." The other party stopped here. His sigh was unheard, "I'm used to the rainy day...I'm so tired to live."
There was silence in the receiver.
There was a frustration in this silence. The other party talked to the abandoned receiver in such a late night, as if lost in the sea and could only speak his last words towards the conch. His melancholy was obvious, struggling with a bit, as if such a speech would ease his loneliness.
"I opened my eyes in the morning and counted the raindrops on the glass. One hundred and ten thousand are the same. They all look exactly the same. A snail crawled under the glass last week," the other person's tone seemed to see a big Like, "A real snail... really strange."
Uh huh.
Shi Shanyan was a little sleepy, leaning on the trunk facing the direction of the fox's eye. He knows their schedules well. In order not to get rid of them, he must seize the time to sleep.
"Being a human being is the most boring career, deprived of the freedom to choose death. You don't believe me, I wandered in front of death for many days, they dragged my rope... The brain is the most troublesome place, I heard that it controls rationality, But compared to reason, I like to use emotions. Maybe the machine doesn’t have this kind of demand? Are you going crazy because of long hours of work? Don’t be angry, I’m just bored... I don’t want to hurt you...
The other party’s voice is getting more and more Low, "...I envy the snail and hope it runs faster."
"The rain outside the glass disturbed my thoughts, and I was already in a dilemma of distinguishing between true and false. Today, or yesterday? I asked Artemis the same question, but I was unimpressed, it told Mine. I feel that my brain is out of control. I heard that they are talking about recycling, so I don’t have much time. Today is the sixty-seventh day of practice, and one week is my birthday. If I’m still alive You are my birthday present."
Raindrops fell down and hit Shi Shanyan's hair room. He was half holding the gun and listening to the murmur in his ear. Although the other party did not know at all, Shi Shanyan did not want the other party to shut up.
"Goodbye," the other party remained calm, "We will never meet again with strange receivers. Thank you for listening, and wish you and me to die freely."
The receiver changed back to noise, and then the news broadcast was resumed.
The gun in Shi Shanyan's arms was very hard, and it was against his chest, making him sure that he was not dreaming. He shook off the water droplets on the broken hair and raised his head again, and found that the star had sunk in the cloud.
"Goodbye," said Shi Shanyan, "an inexplicable child."
The heart beat loudly, and when he woke up, Shan Yan. He moved his numb arms and opened his eyes in the dazzling light. The lights hanging above the operating table were shaking, and the mountains were dizzy.
"—Explosion!" Park Lin's voice came from the steps, suddenly far and near, "Upstairs is exploding, Yan brother! You wake up!"
The sharp alarm sound of the bee-shaped aircraft pierced the ears of the time delay and the sense of obstruction. They slammed into the windows on the upper floor in groups, and the explosion caused a lot of dust. Shi Shanyan turned over and saw the collapsed steps from his position.
The scalpel held a gun and came over a few steps, lifting the shutter: "Jump, jump!" He grabbed Park Lin's collar and kicked the person down. "I'm not going to go to jail yet!"