I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

You are right, I do miss home, but I don’t know how to go home now. Home is my goal, but now I can only say that it is to leave me a thought, but I can’t go back. It doesn't seem to matter..."

Chen Yan's smile is very lonely. It may be pitiful to be homeless, but it is already a torture to have a home.

The first time I learned that it was so excited and excited to be able to go home, the second time I learned that having the opportunity to go home can also ignite his fighting spirit. Four times?What about the fifth time?Who knows how many more times there will be?

Chen Yan's original intention to go home has begun to fade. It seems that going home is not his idea, but the genes engraved in his bones. He only needs to do this mechanically. In the end, will he succeed? Doesn't matter anymore?

Even if he ran in the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, even if he was splashed with the brains and blood of countless people, even if he commanded an army of tens of thousands, even if he gritted his teeth and fell in front of the enemy's machine gun again and again, He is just a person!

When he came to this place, he never thought about deploying his own headquarters. Could it be that the headquarters were not important?What can resurrect yourself indefinitely is not important?Of course it is important!Then why didn't Chen Yan set up his own headquarters? Wouldn't it be bad to give his life a guarantee?

Because Chen Yan has already seen it through, no matter how useful his headquarters is, it will collapse as soon as it is blown by explosives, and he can no longer provide him with good and effective protection. Instead of relying on such unreliable things, he might as well return. In the past, watch out for all around and watch out for all dangers.

In fact, only one life is enough.

Chen Yan, who was still smiling wryly, was suddenly thrown on him by a figure, and the vanilla smell from Xia Shi's body filled his sense of smell.

"Since going home is my brother's goal, in order to achieve the goal, I can't shake my firm heart. The last time my brother rescued me from the death line, let me help my brother go home this time."

With two small hands around his waist tightly, Chen Yan pursed his mouth, his heart numb. After a while, he raised his right hand and placed it on his small head against his chest.

"Is it too embarrassing to be comforted by a child?"

"No, you are actually a kid too." Xia Shi blinked his left eye and said playfully.

I don't know how this child, who is under ten years old, will help him go home, but Chen Yan does feel much better than before.

Hope...I can really go back.

Chapter 33 Can this be considered a demonstrator?

Under the bright clear sky, the urban area of ​​Tokyo seems so lively, but the outer area outside Tokyo is deadly silent there.

The dew on the moss-grown stone slab was drenched in a white mist by the rising sun. On the branches with sparse leaves, the old bird took a few bugs from a distance and put them into the mouths of a few lucky chicks. .

The crisp whistle sounded from the urban area. The outer area and the downtown area of ​​Tokyo were separated by a river that smelled of faint sewage. The prosperity in the center and the debris of the wasteland in the outer area formed a sharp contrast, as if they were two worlds.

The incident of primitive gut animals in the urban area has quietly passed. In this era of chaos and calm, it is normal for a few people to die accidentally. No one can affect how everyone should live or live.

On the big screen in the central plaza of Tokyo, the press conference held by the ruler of Tokyo, "Holy Son" was once again played. The silver bell-like sound was very pleasant, and it sounded a refreshing feeling. , But the people passing by all looked straight ahead and walked on their own paths. The words of the holy emperor seemed to be blowing from their ears, leaving no trace.

"The "New Proctuary Law" is a new bill recently promulgated. We will raise the social status of the cursed children. Whether normal people or the cursed sons with the original gut factor, they should all enjoy equal rights. And the property is sacred and inviolable. People in difficulty can apply for assistance to the'Support Center', which will provide the most basic medical and food security for ordinary people and cursed children in difficult lives..."

The voice of the Son of Heaven echoed over the central square, and this voice seemed to be the hope of the cursed children.

However, each leaflet never knows which building’s top was blown everywhere with the wind. A primary school student who was held by his mother to go to school picked up the leaflet on the ground. The leaflet was like a monster. The portrait, there are a few big red letters under the portrait.

'Against the new law on gastrulation, the cursed son is a sinner!'

The pupil raised his head questioningly, looked at his mother who was holding his hand, and asked:

"Mom, what is this?"

The mother of the elementary school student saw the inferior flyer in her child's hand, with an expression on her face that she was used to, and warned:

"Those kids with red eyes are monsters. They will turn into terrible monsters and eat Lele!"

The elementary school student named Lele threw away the flyer in fear, and covered his eyes with his immature hands.

"I don't want me! I don't want to be eaten by monsters!"

Mother squatted down to comfort her child.

"It's okay, as long as we oppose the bill issued by Lord Shengtianzi, Lele will not be eaten by monsters."

Lele nodded with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth and said:

"Yes, Lele shouldn't live with those monsters. When Lele grows up, she must be a policeman and kill all these monsters!"

"Well, I really deserve to be a good boy of my mother. I believe Lele can do it, so you must study hard to become a policeman."

After receiving the encouragement and praise from his mother, the pupil burst into laughter, and carefully picked up the flyer from the ground, then folded it and put it in his chest pocket, as if this thing could give him a belief in hard work. , Crossed the road with his mother with his head high.

The two didn't know that when they were talking, the young man sitting on the chair and playing with his fingers had already listened to their conversation. Looking at the back of the mother and son laughing and leaving, the young man sighed.

"Is this really something a mother should teach her children..."

Chen Yan stood up from the wooden chair and picked up a leaflet floating from the sky from his feet. The big red letters on it looked like the lives that were about to be harvested, and they looked extremely coquettish.

A voice sounded from a crowd not far away. Chen Yan holding the leaflet subconsciously raised his head and looked at the crowds of people coming from the street. They held a piece of cardboard in their hands with some objection slogans on them. .

"Refuse to live with monsters! Oppose the new law of gastroenterology!"

"The gastrointestinal animals took away my relatives, these monsters should be killed!"

"..."

Intermittent voices came from the crowd, and these protesting citizens chanted their slogans.

What's more interesting is that many paradeists even held fans, and some even drank juice. When they finally sat quietly in the central square, some even pulled out their small fans and started blowing the cold wind.

Chen Yan: "???"

It's like a sit-in demonstration, it's obviously like a bunch of trash that smells so bad that no one wants it!

More and more people joined the group of sitting and blowing cold wind and eating cold drinks. The muscles on Chen Yan's face twitched obviously. He picked up a few leaflets on the ground and stuffed them into his pocket, looking up into the distance. Of a building.

If he read it right just now, the flyer came from that place, right?

As time passed, the sun gradually rose, and the temperature also rose, and something that made Chen Yan even more speechless appeared again. The group of people sitting and demonstrating took out a handful of large parasols, which seemed to be in full bloom. The same overlord flower blooms on this central square.

He didn't want to complain anymore. After shaking his head, he squeezed into the crowd and planned to leave here. Unexpectedly, when he was squeezed in the crowd, a hand suddenly pressed his shoulder, it was a face. The thin young man with freckles, the smile on his face made Chen Yan a little sick.

"What are you doing?"

"Hey, brother, come and sit here with us, you must also hate those stinky mice, right? I tell you quietly, as long as you sit here for 3 hours, you can get it in all supermarkets. The voucher is still a voucher with no threshold, a full 2,000 yuan!"

"Huh? Really?" Chen Yan frowned and asked.

The freckled youth said triumphantly:

"That’s for sure. I also came here two days ago to sit for 3 hours. I did receive a voucher, and as long as I pull a person to sit in, I can get 1,000 yuan more and you can get 1,000 yuan more? Is it very exciting?"

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

"So where do I get the voucher?"

Seeing Chen Yan's thoughts, the freckled youth said happily: