Twelve, People Who Have Died Once

  Is this a ghost town?

  Suddenly everything in front of me is white. I don't know what's wrong with it, it was fine before, why did the consciousness that lingered in the past scene suddenly disconnect?

  Xu Fu's eyes did not open, but his consciousness had already returned to his body.

  He woke up.

  It seems like someone is talking.

  In my impression, it seems like I haven't gone through the process of drinking Meng Po's soup, so I shouldn't have lost my memory yet.

  What is this?

  Xu Fu was beset by doubts. He wanted to open his eyes wide and take a look around, but his eyelids were heavy, so heavy that he found it hard to lift them up again.

  Let him have a good rest and keep us informed of his physical recovery at any time.

  Yes. Someone replied.

  The body recovers, what does this mean. Xu Fu can't understand it. Don't bother with it, what he wants most now is to enjoy, to enjoy this peace and quiet.

  When Xu Fu opened his eyes for the second time, it was already two days later.

  He felt his body was a bit sore.

  For such a long time of inactivity, it seemed like the first time in his short decade or so. An intravenous tube hung from his head. A drop by drop transparent liquid was flowing into his body through the needle.

  Am I in hospital? How did I end up here?!

  Footsteps sounded outside the door.

  The door was silently pushed open.

  A doctor in a white coat walked in. Behind him were several people, two military men with high ranks; a man in a suit, his face cold and stern, from whom an aura of killing emanated, the kind that only those who had experienced life and death possessed.

  He saw him wake up.

  Several faces relaxed at the same time. But that joy was fleeting. Stiffness is their uniform expression.

  Hello, I am Xu Qiang, the team's political commissar. This is Liu Quan, a special warfare staff officer. And this is Lao Gu, from the State Security Bureau.

  One of the soldiers introduced him.

  Leaders, these are big leaders who rarely see each other in daily life, how can they suddenly stand in front of themselves. Moreover, I'm not dead yet, how can I still see them? Xu Fu was puzzled...

  You didn't die because we made special arrangements for the bullets when we executed you, you just got temporarily injured, no big deal to your body. The political commissar explained simply.

  Why is it like this? Xu Fu was like a cloud and fog.

  Do you still remember the last time you took action? It's not your fault, but in order to eliminate the international impact, we had no choice but to do this and let you die once.

  There is no emotional tone in this ancient language.

  You took out a few people who needed to disappear, exceeding our planned expectations. We've taken an interest in your abilities. You have to die, but you can't die. So we're taking special measures. That's all there is to it.

  Is that it, is it just that simple. I wonder if there are any interesting characters among the few "pigs" that died. Maybe, among those pigs, there were indeed a few like "wild boars".

  Impulsiveness, impulsiveness is the devil!

  If it weren't for seeing rural soldiers and girlfriends in danger of losing their lives, he wouldn't have taken action, nor would there have been loss of life.

  Alas, impulsiveness is the devil. Autumn Lin repeatedly warned and reminded herself in her heart.

  Take good rest, after a few days, you will have a new identity.

  Staff officer Liu Quan said.

  Xu Fu was picked up by Liu Quan, a special warfare staff officer, after he left the hospital. They drove on a mountain road and stopped in front of a simple military airport.

  Liu Quan took Xu Fu on a Mi-17 helicopter. After fastening their seatbelts, the plane took off and wound its way through the gullies of Huangtupo for a while before crossing a grassland and then diving into a mountain range. They flew for nearly three hours before stopping.

  A barracks, no, it should be a hidden barracks, suddenly appeared in front of me.

  Two cement pillars painted with camouflage green paint, topped with artificial branches and leaves, resembling two hundred-year-old trees. The walls covered with vines surround the area, extending deep into the forest. The entire barracks blends cleverly with its surroundings, making it difficult to distinguish any differences. If not for the sentry standing guard at the entrance with a rifle, occasional passersby would be reminded that outsiders can hardly tell it apart from a country villa.

  Liu Quan stood still at the entrance of the barracks, saluted the sentry, then handed a data bag to the other party and turned around to wave at Xu Fu.

  The scene in front of him was a bit strange. To say the least, Liu Canmou was also a lieutenant colonel, but the sentry at the door without shoulder badges actually ignored Liu Quan's salute, and Liu Quan seemed to be used to everything and didn't mind.

  Is there such an arrogant soldier?! Today is the first time I've seen this!

  The electric door slowly opened, revealing a gap that only one person could pass through. The guard pointed and indicated for Xu Fu to enter. As soon as Xu Fu stepped across the threshold, the gate closed behind him. Liu Canmou was left standing outside the gate. How ruthless, not even leaving time for a farewell.

  Thinking of Liu Quan's care for himself recently, Xu Fu felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he should have given him a hug at the door. Gratitude, farewell, and blessings would all be fine.

  There is someone waiting for him at the door.

  As soon as Xu Fu entered, he felt a difference in two words: depression.

  The person who met him didn't say a word, hung his head and turned to lead the way. What's wrong with these people? Are they all mute? From getting off the plane until now, it seems like no one here has said a single word. Strange place.

  After turning a few green corridors, he entered an office building, which was more like a row of residential houses. It wasn't until he got closer that Xu Fu realized the secret was underground.

  The stairs leading to the entrance of ordinary buildings are usually upwards, but this place is downwards. After going down two floors and turning into a horizontal corridor, the guide stopped in front of a door. He knocked on the door.

  Report.

  After obtaining permission, he brought Xu Fu in.

  The interior decoration is simple but the corresponding equipment is complete. Office desk, bookcase, a long chair, and some communication and monitoring equipment.

  Welcome.

  The owner of the house stretched out his hand and shook Xu Fu's hand heavily.

  A face in his 40s, yet giving off the passion and vitality unique to young people. This feeling made Xu Fu have a good impression of this person from the very beginning.

  You are the first person who didn't go through the selection of the grassroots special forces and directly entered our troops. Maybe your past combat achievements indicate that you have this ability, but I still hope you can treat yourself as a new recruit.

  The other's words left Xu Fu at a loss. What achievements did he have, in the army for more than a year, except for touching guns a few times during new recruit training and making friends with pigs for nearly a year? Nonsense.

  From now on, Captain Geng will be in charge of your training, you'd better be mentally prepared.

  Xu Fu sensed there was more to what he said.

  Team leader Huang, you're in charge of arranging this.

  Yes.

  Behind him, the guide responded loudly in agreement.

  Oh, I forgot to tell you, I also have the surname Xu, if there's anything in the future, you can come find me.

  Before leaving, Old Xu dropped such a sentence.

  They came out of the office building gate. Team Leader Gong finally spoke up.

  Lights out at 10:30, 6:00-6:30 in the morning for washing and breakfast. Lunch and dinner are at noon and 6:00 pm respectively. The instructor has the right to make changes at any time.

  Do not go downstairs privately, going out requires sprinkling and my approval.

  Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Gong Wei, and I'm the deputy captain here.

  Not allowed to go to other dormitories privately.

  No private contact with base personnel is allowed.

  Don't pry into anything that has nothing to do with you.

  No private communication equipment and external contact are required.

  Your letter will be uniformly handed over to me for mailing.

  During training, names are uniformly referred to by number, your number is 9414...

  What's wrong with this number, 9414, is it going to die? Am I so worthless that I'm tired of living?

  Xu Fuyi heard this and felt somewhat displeased in his heart.

  Captain, can I have a different number? This one is too unlucky.

  Change the number, what do you mean? This one digit represents a life. If you can exchange a digit for a life, I'll make the exchange with you.

  Hong Wei suddenly burst into thunderous rage.

  Xu Fu was somewhat puzzled, his small request was not met, and it didn't have to be taken so seriously.

  A strong gust of wind from "Hu" came. Xu Fu instinctively dodged to the side, and after standing still, he found that Gong Wei was staring at him with a stunned expression. It turned out that when Gong Wei kicked his butt, he was standing behind Xu Fu.

  He couldn't possibly see his own movements, yet he somehow dodged and in the whole process, he himself didn't even see how he turned around and took up a defensive stance.

  Weng Wei now understood why his comrades couldn't complete their mission, but this pig-raising soldier solved it effortlessly.

  The gap, this is the gap in strength!

  What's even more infuriating is that he can't even figure out the extent of this gap. He feels somewhat disheartened, and his heart aches with a dull pain, a pain from having his self-esteem severely wounded.

  What's still standing there for? Why don't you roll forward?

  Hong Wei shouted angrily.

  The confrontation between the two sides would only make themselves passive, and Heng Wei could only use this method to escape. Xufu didn't know that he had unknowingly sown another seed of misunderstanding. If he understood it was like this, he would still take the same actions as in school and at the beginning of his military service, allowing others to bully him. It's just that he didn't understand that even if he continued to pretend to be stupid, it wouldn't be possible for things to go smoothly as before.

  Certain factors nourished by his blood have sprouted and grown in him.

  What's scary about it? I've already died once anyway!