Gene Game

33 The Past (3)

    "Oh? Is this the intuition of the same sniper?" General Woody asked.

    Liu Yi shook his head in response to the question, "Actually, I also had an impressive battle."

    "Then let us listen to your story, Captain Liu Yi." Someone said.

    "Where should I start..." He sighed and fell into thought. Both parents are electrical engineers, and they went to Syria to provide technical guidance for the aided power plant. At that time, Liu Yi was fifteen years old, just in time for summer vacation, and they took him with him.

    What a bad decision. Countless times in his dreams, Liu Yi returned to the day of departure and in vain prevented his parents and young self from getting on the plane.

    But the reality is not a dream. Less than two weeks after arriving in Syria, the war broke out. In the chaos, he was separated from his parents and stayed in Damascus alone for half a year. It was half a year of hiding in Tibet, and he lived like a mouse in the gutter. There were flames and gunpowder smoke everywhere, and the smell of the corpse was constantly burrowing into the nostrils, and everything that could be seen before his eyes was covered with blood.

    There is no law and order at all. The only rule is to live. Anyone or anything else is trivial. Human life is like grass, and morality is gone. Friends who shared bread generously before the war will shoot you for a biscuit. A bottle of clean water can make a woman follow you desperately. The neighbor's house was robbed by nearby people one afternoon. Six people survived. Because he was a doctor, the storage room at home had enough food and water for several years in advance, as well as many medicines. At that time, antibiotics were so rare that they had to be exchanged for gold.

    The fate of that group of looters was equally tragic. They died before they could enjoy the things they got. The corpses on the street-with better weapons and more people, they regarded them as targets of looting, just as they did to the doctor's family. for. Regardless of the looting party or the looted party, before the war, they were just ordinary, honest people.

    "Captain Liu Yi?" Someone called, and Liu Yi suddenly woke up.

    "I'm sorry, I'm distracted," he laughed self-deprecatingly. There is no need to say something to make people cry. "In that battle, I was a sniper. The one who impressed me the most was the enemy captain. I. Although his combat experience is not as rich as that of General Woody, he has also seen many powerful enemies. Only that person, I never want to be an enemy of him. Because next time I meet again, let alone win, it is always a matter of whether you can escape Unknown..."

    Hearing his lack of confidence, almost everyone present was taken aback. "A powerful enemy?" General Wellesley observed between Liu Yi and Woody, "Wait, I seem to think..."

    Lieutenant Dumont did not refute the Brits for the second time: "I also seem to think..."

    "Quiet," Yali held them down, "Listen to our boss finishing the story."

    So for the next half an hour, the story they had just heard from General Woody was heard again from the guerrilla sniper in question.

    "I burned out all the bullets, and the remaining battery power is not much. The guerrillas' maintenance level cannot be compared with the regular army." Liu Yi stared at the dark red beer in the glass. "Although the opponent is injured, just pick it up. I can be beaten into a sieve by the gun, and I had to escape. At that time, I was thinking that the opponent obviously still had considerable combat power left. The reason for not pursuing me was probably because the subordinates were merciful..."

    As a result, after a life-and-death struggle, the two top fighters both gave their opponents high ratings.

    "In this way," Yali sighed with emotion, "The world is really small."

    "At the time I was thinking," General Woody said. "It was the biggest regret in my life after such a battle without knowing who my opponent was. Thank God, at the end of my military career, let me I know who that sniper is, and I fought him again."

    "The result is still irrelevant," the beer suddenly became bitter, and Liu Yi murmured, "Fortunately we don't need to go to the battlefield anymore. General, I killed many of your comrades and subordinates..."

    The old general stopped him from talking with a smile, and stretched out the cup: "Don't I kill many of your comrades? The war has brought you a lot of suffering, and it did me too. As soldiers, we shoot at each other on the battlefield without any For inhumane or ethical conduct, it is not you and me who are blamed, but the people who instigated, planned, and launched the war. Fortunately, we no longer need to fight each other."

    "Yes," Liu Yi and Woody clinked glasses, and the feeling of sympathy was stronger than on the training ground, "Never need it anymore."

    "However," General Wellesley once again played the role of the British in disrupting troubles, "I hope you two can be divided. Both times are tied. We care about the result."

    Yali patted the British on the shoulder: "I won't leave this kind of suspense, right?"

    General Wellesley immediately put down the cup in embarrassment: "Yes, yes, very correct."

    "But I want to know because I have always been the one who beat someone," Yali pretended to be curious. "How does it feel to be beaten?"

    "You should ask our young man, hey," the Englishman sighed. "After he fought you, he didn't plan to participate in the fighting event anymore. He said he was fighting with a bison. He ruined his confidence. I really want to invite you to serve as an instructor."

    "Thanks," Yali rebuffed mercilessly, "I don't eat fried food, I will starve to death at your place. Besides fried fish and chips, do you have a third dish?"

    Lieutenant Dumont's assist was just right: "Of course there are fish and chips."

    The topic naturally shifted to food with the tacit cooperation of everyone. This time the British completely shut up, except for them, everyone happily participated in the discussion. After staying in the bar for two or three hours, drinking it again would affect tomorrow's itinerary. Everyone from the Second Squadron and the Observer Group reluctantly got up and left.

    Before leaving the house, Liu Yi returned to the toilet after saying goodbye to everyone in a vague way. Someone inside was talking on the phone, and the voice was General Woody. He was a little curious about the words in Chinese. What is the old general talking about? The task...Avak...delivered to Widefonil...

    Eavesdropping is not good, so Liu Yi walked into the toilet, and General Woody was indeed inside. Seeing Liu Yi coming in, he put his phone in his pocket, and then cast a meaningful gaze: "Captain Liu Yi, as I said just now, I have fought all over the world. In the field of Power A, I am an expert."

    "Yes," Liu Yi agreed even though he was puzzled. "I have never seen anyone better than you."

"So I can be sure, your DPS-09..." After a pause, the American's tone turned cold, "Absolutely not possess the mobility of yesterday's game."