The consciousness returns again, and after opening his eyes,

It's still the familiar steel hall, the familiar taste, and it seems that the formula has not changed.

After more than three years, I finally returned here or finally.

Zheng Yingqi sighed silently, slowly closed her eyes, and then she seemed to be in the yard of Zhaojiayu again.

Yamamoto... is dead!

Zheng Yingqi knew that death of a Japanese devil like Yamamoto was not very scary for them. Because of this, Zheng Yingqi was unwilling to give up and was unwilling to die like this, so he decided...

Killing someone to kill your heart!

Thinking of Yamamoto's madness before his death, Zheng Yingqi let out a long sigh. For Yamamoto, knowing that ending is enough to kill him!

After opening his eyes again, Zheng Yingqi looked at the bottom corner of the screen in the middle of the hall. Sure enough, the word "resurrection number +1" had disappeared.

【I've died once?】

Zheng Yingqi smiled bitterly. Although she died once, it was worth saving Xiuqin at least.

He slowly walked towards the screen, put his hand in the handprint, and a passage flashed on the screen:

Operational mission: Completed.

[It seems that the Yamamoto special attack team was wiped out.]

Zheng Yingqi talked to himself and opened the task details.

[Combat Mission: Eliminate Yamamoto Special Attack Team. Status: Completed. Description: Although Yamamoto Special Attack Team was successfully destroyed by your attack, it took more than imagined, and the mission was completed after the system soldier died, so the reward settlement was carried out according to the guaranteed minimum!]

Guaranteed...

It's actually guaranteed!

Zheng Yingqi smiled bitterly. She had been dealing with the system for so long, but she didn't expect that this time she was guaranteed, it was really...

He smiled bitterly, but he didn't regret it. Perhaps from the perspective of the system, if I throw you into the world of sword light, you should go directly to find the bad luck of the special attack team, use all the ways to solve the opponent and complete the task, but he immersed himself in it step by step, resulting in no time in the end beyond imagination.

[Reward: The probability of opening the hazard sensing increased by 10%, the probability of breaking the human body's limit increased by 3%, and the number of resurrections +1.]

Looking at the pitiful reward, Zheng Yingqi's eyes were complicated. After taking a look at the accumulation of 74% chance of opening the crisis sensing before, he turned around without hesitation and asked:

"Can I go back now?"

Going back naturally means returning to the main world. After hearing Zheng Yingqi’s question, the electronic sound sounded:

"At present, the main world replica has survived for three years, four months and eight days, and has accumulated huge suggestions. Please prepare for the system. The system will enable memory fusion, and the countdown is: 10, 9, 8..."

During the countdown of electronic sound, Zheng Yingqi heard vaguely: the second-stage combat mission will be started in 180 days.

Before he could speak out and ask, a huge stream of information poured into his mind, and scenes were filled with sudden scenes into his memory. After a long time of perseverance, his consciousness finally fell into darkness again.

Before falling into darkness, Zheng Yingqi had only one idea:

Damn it! Why do you feel like you're dying again?

...

The scenes of scenes that seemed to have personally experienced appeared in my mind. The three years, four months and eight days of all kinds were like what I had experienced personally. If it weren't for the experience of the Black Hawk falling in my mind and the various experiences in the world of sword lighting, Zheng Yingqi would have thought that he had had a very long and bizarre dream.

Finally, the digestion of the information flow was over, and he opened his eyes.

But the scene in front of him made Zheng Yingqi dull: the dark environment, the crowded venue, the fierce firefighting sounds and the flashing screen.

After a long time, Zheng Yingqi realized that this place... seems to be a cinema?

There continued to be fierce gunfire in the sound, and the explosion sounded. The sound that was different from reality made Zheng Yingqi hesitate for a long time. By overcoming his body's instinctive reaction, he looked at the screen of fierce firefighting, but it was difficult for him to sink into it like other audiences.

"Zheng Yingqi, what's wrong with you?"

A female voice suddenly came into her ears, Zheng Yingqi was stunned, then shook her head and said, "It's okay."

"Why do I think you look wrong?" The female voice continued, and her words also alarmed Xu Sanduo on the other side. Xu Sanduo turned his head to look at Zheng Yingqi next to him and asked in a low voice: "Yingqi, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, keep watching the movies and don't quarrel with others." Zheng Yingqi hurriedly replied softly.

The movie continues to play, and Zheng Yingqi connects the memory of "before" and connects the plot of the entire movie in a seamless way.

The movie is called "Black Hawk Down", which is a movie that changes based on real events. Looking at the fierce battle scenes on the screen, Zheng Yingqi seemed to be back in that memory, but as he watched, Zheng Yingqi frowned faintly.

Before he was reborn, he watched this movie himself. Although he had forgotten most of the plots, why did he feel that this movie was very different from the ones in his memory?

Looking at the plot that was constantly being performed, Zheng Yingqi's eyes became dull - the Ranger Sergeant named Moore, how weird he thought it was!

【This...what is going on?】

When the plot was constantly interpreting reached its climax, Zheng Yingqi did not respect the sergeant named Oliver Moore like others, but instead looked shocked. This Moore...

It seems to be yourself?

Although it is very new to the real scene, all its actions overlap with one's own memory...

He couldn't help but remember all the things that happened in the two months deep in his memory, the names of American soldiers - but those faces were blurred and dissatisfied, and even slowly turned into those faces on the screen.

There... I was a flashing passerby after all, and had no interaction with the United States. Even though I had squatted in the same trench, I always remember the difference between "he, me".

The "self" on the screen is still fighting. As the behaviors like a lone hero continue to take place, various low-key "fuck" came from the theater. Fortunately, the concept of magic dramas has not appeared at this time, otherwise there would be a lot of magic dramas certifications.

"Did I be so brave at that time?"

Looking at the scenes that are constantly being staged on the screen, Zheng Yingqi muttered secretly, is she really as brave and so great as the film and television dramas?

[It shouldn't be, it must be a reappearance after artistic processing.]

As the US troops trapped in Mogadishu retreated to the stadium in the morning mist, as a bad guy named Moore completely died, the whole plot finally came to an end.

But a Chinese character translated slowly appears on the screen:

[Finally, pay tribute to Sergeant Oliver More! May you be well in heaven.]

A photo then appeared on the screen.

A US military covered in blood was in a pool of blood. He seemed to have lost his breath, but he was still stubborn and stubbornly holding a gun, aiming at the distance.

[This is a real photo taken by the rescue troops when they met Moore. Oliver Moore, the Rangers' eternal pride.]

The last line of text appears.

In the audience, someone couldn't help but exclaim:

"Fuck, is there such a cruel person?"

"It is said to be true."

"It's really... so cruel! I didn't expect that there were such cruel people among the American soldiers!"

The audience slowly ended with disbelief and admiration. Only Zheng Yingqi looked at this photo motionlessly, and his heart was galloping - he... became the ranger's eternal pride?

What would happen if Americans knew that the object they admired and respected was actually a Chinese soldier?

Zheng Yingqi thought strangely, but... this can only be a dream.

It was Xu Sanduo's voice that pulled Zheng Yingqi out of YY: "Yingqi, it's over, let's go."

Hearing this "Yingqi" again, Zheng Yingqi couldn't help but look at Xu Sanduo next to him. Although he often had the sound of the three slut who were criticized as dogs by readers in his memory, this sound was really...

It's been a long time since I was gone!

Zheng Yingqi resisted the urge to hook up with Xu Sanduo and followed the steps of the female voice master in front.

The group of three left the cinema. After seeing the time, Xu Sanduo smiled and said, "It just so happened that the train was about to leave in half an hour!"

The female voice owner said, "Hey, Zheng Yingqi, Xu Sanduo, remember to contact us often after you go back!"

"Yeah," Xu Sanduo nodded and said with a foolish smile: "Don't forget to contact us either."

Zheng Yingqi looked at the female officer with the rank of lieutenant with a strange expression and said, "Well, please contact me often."

"Hey, Zheng Yingqi, what's your expression?" The female officer frowned and looked at Zheng Yingqi with dissatisfaction: "Is your expression too strange?"

"Strange? No, you're thinking too much, right?" Zheng Yingqi hurriedly said, "It's time to enter the battle, goodbye!"

The female officer glared at Zheng Yingqi with disgust. Seeing Zheng Yingqi dragging Xu Sanduo to the train station, the disgust turned into reluctance to parting. She shouted, "You two are careful. If you can meet in the exercise field in the future, I will definitely take revenge!"

...

As the train was moving forward, a radio rang:

"Dear passengers, you will enter Station XX in five minutes. Passengers at the station will get it..."

Xu Sanduo said to Zheng Yingqi, who had been sitting quietly for seven hours with a happy expression, "Yingqi, we are coming."

"It's coming..." Nostalgia appeared on Zheng Yingqi's face, Yuan Lang, Gao Cheng, Wu Zhe, Tuo Yonggang...

Familiar and kind faces flashed in front of you. After a long time, I finally got to be with those comrades again.

The train stopped, and the passengers who were carrying their own salutes got off the train one after another. Two officers carrying bags waited until the end to slowly get off the train.

"Who would come to pick us up?" Xu Sanduo looked expectant, Zheng Yingqi smiled and said, "I'll know when I go outside. What are you anxious about?"

"It's been three years... How can I not be in a hurry?" Xu Sanduo chuckled, and Zheng Yingqi accelerated his steps and rushed almost outside along the underground passage.

The military green in the crowd was always so dazzling. Looking at the straight figures at the exit station, Zheng Yingqi and Xu Sanduo couldn't help but stop.
To be continued...