Chapter 18 The Man Named Longque

It was already evening when Lu Fuji returned to the camp.

He Sai followed him and said: "Brother Lu, I just went to inquire about it. The reason why Instructor Kashiwagi does not take newcomers on missions is because he always claims that he is injured. Everyone knows it is an excuse, but he dares to be angry. I dare not say it. Major Yuan Qing is in charge of the exploration mission. Everyone thinks well of her. The reason why she is strict is for everyone’s safety.”

"If you follow her on a mission, your survival rate is very high."

He said: "Major Yuan Qing will also give her merits to some soldiers who perform well. But she has a very bad temper, hates weak and incompetent people, and likes brave and strong people. So when she selects people, she usually He’s also very picky and doesn’t like bringing in waste.”

Lu Fuji nodded slightly: "I don't like to bring waste when I'm ranking."

He Sai said with a dark face: "Why do I feel like you are yin and yang me?"

Lu Fuji looked innocent: "Do I have it?"

He Sai continued: "It is said that the original major came from a top family in the headquarters, but the people in this family are quite strange, they are relatively simple and have a single brain circuit. They generally like brave and reckless men and do not like people who can scheming."

"I see."

Lu Fujiu touched his chin: "It seems that if you want to explore the mission, you must first gather your numerology."

Whether it was Major Hara Haru or Instructor Kashiwagi.

The power they displayed was of a supernatural level.

Flames, vines.

It looks very strong.

At the moment, they can only slowly accumulate merits and then gather their numerology as quickly as possible.

Only in this way can you take the first step.

The camp was in full swing. The construction team repaired the damaged buildings, the handyman team was responsible for setting up traps and trenches in the wilderness, and the people from the material team brought the supplies needed by the soldiers. They were busy and sweating profusely.

Lu Buer shook his head and said, "Have Luther and Aran seen it?"

He Sai looked around: "No, how can we find a way to notify Lao Zhang?"

Lu Buer accurately found a duster in the construction team, took out a piece of bread from his pocket and walked over. He turned around and said, "Doesn't this guy look familiar to you?"

He Sai was surprised: "Senior Dahui!"

Lin Xiu, a former top student, has not been doing well recently, although the job he got is actually very good, with a fairly generous salary and some benefits.

But he offended the foreman on the first day he joined the construction team.

Because the foreman was bullying a thin little girl.

Lin Xiu had interned at a construction site before going into hibernation and had never met anyone of the opposite sex. This little girl might have studied a major that did not suit her gender. Because of her timid and clumsy personality, she was yelled at by her colleagues all day long. He couldn't stand it anymore so he helped.

Unexpectedly, he was targeted.

He did all the dirty and hard work, and even had leftovers to eat.

Only the little girl hugged him for warmth.

When Lu Fuji and He Sai came to him, he jumped like a frightened rabbit.

"You two military masters, I was wrong!"

He bowed in fear. It was obvious that he had been severely beaten by society in the past two days.

Even when facing his former disciples, he was still so cautious and humble.

Lu Buer handed out the energy bar in his hand and said comfortingly: "It's okay, we are not here to make trouble with you, we are your juniors! Senior, we are all our own people. We come from the same place and want to interact with each other." Help each other, right?”

He Sai also understood what he meant, took out some food from his pocket and handed it over: "Senior, just do us a small favor. If someone still bullies you, we will beat him."

Lin Xiu was a little moved, and the little girl next to him leaned over to take a look.

"What's the deal?"

"You go find a company under the Morgan Group. There is a middle-aged man named Zhang. He used to be the owner of our school's canteen. Do you remember it? After you find him, help us bring him a message, saying that his daughter is here Experience on the front line, but don’t worry too much.”

Lu Fuji thought for a while: "Because we are helping him take care of his daughter."

"Okay, I'll help you." Lin Xiu agreed readily. He gave some of the food to the little girl next to him, then turned around and went back to work.

Although sending messages was not prohibited, he was afraid of getting into trouble.

"If someone bullies you in the future, please ask us for help."

Lu Buer glanced at the foreman of the construction team, He Sai sneered and geared up.

The foreman's expression changed visibly.

I didn’t expect that a new member of the construction team would have such a backer.

"If you dare to bully anyone again, I will twist your head off."

Lu Buer said expressionlessly: "Do you understand?"

Jose showed a fierce expression.

The foreman nodded and hunched over like a chicken.

Lin Xiu and his little girl were stunned when they saw this scene.

The foreman usually bullied them like a devil, but now facing these two former juniors, he was as humble as a dog.

Unfortunately, the junior students are still willing to call him senior.

This also touched him a little.

"Does he still dare to bully us?"

The little girl asked hiding behind him.

"Probably not."

Lin Xiu clenched the letter in his hand and whispered.

Anyway, they come to the front line every day for construction.

The intimidating power of the juniors is always there.

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After solving this matter, the orphans in troubled times returned to the camp again and were stunned.

Because the shed has been built, the gaps are filled with mud.

Even moss is laid for decoration.

There is a chimney pipe on the top of the tent, and there must be a fireplace inside.

"Brother, welcome back."

Lu Sixian poked her head out of the reserved window, with mud on her pretty face: "It's going to be deep winter soon. If you don't build the shed, you will freeze to death. The insulation of the tent will be better."

The tent on the other side was built by He Sai's cheap wife. The woman was standing at the door with a gentle smile and a cooking shovel in her hand. She was quite virtuous.

Both tents have plastic boards as doors, which are very convenient to enter and exit.

"Well, Brother Lu..."

He Sai was a little embarrassed again. He didn't dare to enter the tent now.

Lu Buer knew what he was thinking, and sneered as he pushed him in: "From now on, live in your own tent, don't think about staying here at night... There's no place for you to sleep."

"No, Brother Lu! You can't do this to me!"

"Congratulations on your first step into adulthood, keep going!"

With a bang, the door of the next tent closed.

Lu Buer returned to his tent and saw that his military uniform had been hung on the fireplace to dry. The stove was burning vigorously, and there were neatly stacked firewood next to it.

The iron bed that was on the verge of collapse was gone, replaced by two wooden beds facing each other.

The bedding was neatly folded.

"Did you do all this?"

Lu Buer hesitated for a moment: "Actually, you don't have to be so tired..."

Lu Sixian raised her head and replied calmly: "This is a skill I learned when I was a reserve. What's more, it's going to be deep winter soon. If we don't set up a tent, we will all freeze to death."

"..."

Lu Buer was embarrassed.

The next moment his expression changed slightly.

Supply box!

Where's his supply box!

Lu Sixian carried two heavy boxes of supplies and placed them in front of him, saying expressionlessly, "One of them was sent by the military district's pastors, and the other was from before."

Lu Buer breathed a sigh of relief and checked to find that nothing was missing.

The lock on the new supply box had not been moved.

He opened the box, and there was a lot of food this time. Everything from before was doubled, and there were also frozen steaks and lamb legs, braised pork elbows and braised beef.

He was drooling at the sight.

Of course, the most important thing was a sealed paper box, in which lay a golden broken chip, which glowed brightly under the light of the fire.

Memory chip.

This is an advanced memory chip, which is said to contain the most popular mixed martial arts in the Federation, which combines the strengths of dozens of boxing styles and schools, and is a huge improvement for novices.

Lu Buer wanted to try the memory chip now, but he still said, "Eat first."

Lu Sixian had already prepared the meal and cooked him a bowl of instant noodles with braised eggs, while she herself had just a bowl of ordinary white porridge, but with a little more sugar.

The most outrageous thing is that Lu Buer noticed that she was carefully observing her expression while cooking the porridge, and would stop and apologize if she was slightly wrong.

She even put only a little bit of sugar.

"You just eat this?"

Lu Buer asked: "Why don't you eat more?"

Lu Sixian raised her eyes and replied: "Because I didn't get permission. I was an orphan before. I could only eat leftovers in the orphanage. It's good to be able to drink porridge here."

She paused: "Besides, my brother also let me eat candy."

Lu Buer was silent for a moment, got up and opened a bowl of instant noodles and soaked it in hot water, then sprinkled the seasoning packet on it and put it in front of her: "Whatever I eat in the future, you will eat it too."

"Drink half of this bowl of porridge."

He complained: "Don't make it seem like I'm abusing a child."

Lu Sixian looked down at the steaming instant noodles in front of her: "But I'm an adult."

"If you say you're a brat, then you're a brat."

Lu Buer really couldn't stand it anymore. Although he was not used to the feeling of having a family, now that this tent was built by others, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother, is it really okay?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

With a slurp, Lu Sixian sucked the last mouthful of instant noodles into her mouth, and drank the noodle soup in one gulp. She licked her lips with satisfaction, and her eyes lit up.

But she still carefully observed the expression of the boy opposite.

Until she was sure that Lu Buer was not angry, she was relieved.

This was an experience she had never had before. When she was in the orphanage, others basically used her as a tool. No one had ever given her equal treatment and let her eat with them.

This boy seemed different from other people in this city.

"Good guy, she was probably rejected because she was edible before." Lu Buer pushed the half-remaining white porridge over, and she ate it all in three seconds.

It was outrageous

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That night, the candlelight in the tent went out.

Lu Buer finally ended the day and lay comfortably on his wooden bed, playing with the memory crystal in his hand, ready to start his self-cultivation at night.

There was no movement from next door for the time being, it seemed that He Sai was not ready for transformation.

There was one more breathing sound in the tent, and Lu Buer felt a little uncomfortable.

Because he was used to being alone, and the long life of an orphan made him wary of everything, including his adopted cheap sister, who was the object of his vigilance.

Lu Buer needs to meditate to practice the sacred rhythm, and the same is true for fusing the memory chip.

Therefore, he planned to wait until the little girl fell asleep before talking.

Lu Sixian was obviously not asleep yet. Although she had already laid on the bed and wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, her uneven breathing still exposed the fact that she was not asleep.

Lu Buer understood her. It was normal for her to not be able to sleep in a new and unfamiliar environment.

Not to mention living with a boy.

Lu Buer was very patient and he could wait.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Lu Sixian's breathing never evened out.

Lu Buer really couldn't hold it anymore. If this continued, he would almost fall asleep.

He got up helplessly and suddenly found a cold light on the bed opposite.

That was the reflection of the glass.

Lu Sixian was actually holding a glass!

Lu Buer was silent for a moment. It turned out that this little girl was also on guard against him.

"What kind of experience can make a sixteen-year-old girl hold a piece of glass while she is asleep? It is the fault of this world that people are forced to be like this." Lu Buer had no choice but to get up and go out with the memory chip, intending to meditate outside.

This is also to prevent Lu Sixian from hurting him when he is not paying attention.

After all, it is necessary to be on guard against others.

As for the outside, it is much safer, at least there are drones hovering in the air for patrol.

Taking advantage of the night, Lu Buer put the memory chip on his forehead, and the frequency of his breathing and heartbeat gradually entered the rhythm. The sacred rhythm appeared in his body, and he spasmed in pain.

As expected, his seed of the gods beat again, forcibly changing the rhythm of the sacred rhythm, and the cancer cells in his body were devoured again, and the life energy was released.

On his forehead, the memory chip suddenly shattered, and a large amount of memory poured into his brain, like a flood that hit his nerve veins, deeply rooting an instinct that should not belong to him in the depths of his consciousness and forcibly integrating it.

Krav Maga, Karate, Jeet Kune Do, Judo, Sanda, Muay Thai, Tai Chi, Baji.

All of them are fighting techniques passed down from the world five hundred years ago.

Just when he was immersed in the fighting skills and couldn't extricate himself, someone pushed him awake.

"Brother Lu, wake up!"

Lu Buer opened his eyes, panting.

He Sai was beside him, his face full of exasperation.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Buer asked unhappily: "Is your married life not harmonious?"

"What's the connection!"

He Sai said anxiously: "Fuck, my memory chip is a low-level one!"

Lu Buer was stunned and his face changed:

"Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure, I only learned ordinary military fighting techniques."

"Fuck, this is too much."

Lu Buer's blood pressure rose. It was okay that someone withheld their supplies last time.

This time, someone actually tampered with their chips!

If he caught who did it, Lu Buer would beat him to death sooner or later.

It's just that it's the middle of the night, and I don't know where to go to seek justice.

"If I want to find someone to report it now, I don't know who to find, and he can bite back and say that the things were hidden by us. In short, they dare to do this kind of thing, they must have the confidence."

Lu Buer was so angry that his face turned red: "We can go and see if other people have such a situation... In fact, I vaguely guessed who did it, but I need to confirm it again. If it is really as I guessed, we can only beat him to death after we become stronger!"

He Sai nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll go and find out first!"

However, at this moment, hurried footsteps sounded.

Their camp was illuminated by torches.

The black-clothed judges surrounded this place, and the cold murderous aura suddenly spread.

"Yo, long time no see."

Qingmu looked at the two of them and laughed: "It's really a brother in distress."

At the end of the black-clothed judges was a white-haired man sitting in a wheelchair. He clearly looked like a disabled person, but gave people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Looking at him, my heart skipped a beat.

Finally, it was Major Yuan Qing. She looked at the two boys in front of the tent with interest, and suddenly made a face and said fiercely: "RUA!"

Lu Buer and He Sai: "..."

Yuan Qing saw their frustrated expressions, and then revealed a smug smile, humming: "Mr. Longque, these two are newcomers, and they look very stupid, please bear with them."

"Don't worry, I know my limits."

Longque put his hands on the edge of the chair and looked at the boys in front of the tent.

"My name is Longque. I am now questioning you on behalf of the Abnormal Supervision and Management Bureau. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become important testimony to maintain the security of the military region."

He paused: "Of course we have another name, the Heretic Inquisition."