Time Air Conditioner

"There are some things that I haven't told you. Wu, do you know that the new base and the northern defense line of Innsmouth were first planned by me?"

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From this sentence, Suo Kui nagged for a full quarter of an hour.He mentioned the mixed-for-one war of the year, the compulsory Chineseization of the year, and the resistance in various places one after another.Of course, the final winner is Suokui, the brave and fearless "lord of Fubo".When the war ended, the most extreme enemies were cut off, and the rest were thoroughly tamed by carrots and mallets, even the most energetic, proud and prestigious country.

Seven years ago, Sokui decided to leave, to a large extent, because of the boring and peaceful nature of the Hakuni River, Qing Haiyan.At that time, he was focused on making new achievements on the earth, making himself a character on both sides.

"I went to my home country first. Then several neighbouring countries have turned around. Of course, USA and UK have not let go." Suo Kui led his nephew into the spiral staircase and walked to the top of the building circle after circle. It's okay, the sound of boots stepping on the steps still sounds like a crutch:

"Eat a lot of hardship, suffered a lot of sins, earned some money, and earned some reputation. But it's just unhappy, and it's unhappy to lose that shit! Then I thought, what is he doing? A ten-year-old young bachelor who has nothing to eat if he doesn’t work hard, he’s obviously a rich man, why not enjoy it!"

"So you retired and returned to Kenan." Suo Zhongwu added for his uncle.He felt the unique chill in the early morning, and he should be not far from the top of the tower:

"I started a leather bag company, and spent time playing stocks, investing, etc. It just happened that I was frustrated and had to retire... Uncle, I thank you for taking me in for this year. There is a place to go back, but the past things are over. If we can’t go back to the past, we can’t keep holding on to the old things. Listen to my advice, don’t be afraid of big troubles. First, make things clear, and then one by one. Solve them one by one. Let's go, brothers are all waiting."

"I used this to persuade you last year." Lao Kui stopped and turned half of his face behind him.He was smiling wryly, and there was still water in his eyes:

"Good job, Wu, good job! What you said is right, and the truth is right. Don’t rush, your uncle knows the truth in his heart, and he will definitely not make a mistake. Let’s go to the top of the building and I’ll talk to you in detail. Let’s talk about the Eight Wastes and One Banner..."

Having said that, Suokui's movements were obviously much faster.When he reached the top of the three-story artillery fort, he did not chant the poems against the bright moonlight, and after briefly talking about the past, he lowered the flag.Thin clouds floated like a piece of light veil. They blocked the stars and made the night more deserted, but the two strangers had returned the same way. They would line up with the impatient defenders and long ago. Escort.

Suo Zhongwu felt relieved for a while when he got on the four-wheeled cart.He felt that Lao Kui had changed his temper, and his hard work was not in vain.However, this mood lasted only an hour.When they returned to the port, Sokui immediately turned his face, and again became stubborn and not listening to any opinions, as if the spiral staircase conversation did not exist..

"Let me see off the brave military and civilians!" He pushed aside the admonitions of the military conference, his face was so stiff and iron-clad that he didn't even look at his nephew:

"I have made a decision and clearly issued an order without accepting any objections! Set up the stove, set the fire, set up the pot! Let me cook for the brave Welsh people by myself, and I wish you all the best in your new home!"

There were more than two thousand less than three thousand people who lined up to board the ship at the port, most of them were old and weak, women and children, and the rest were wounded soldiers.They welcomed Sokwai’s proposal extremely. Every family and team sent representatives to help chopping wood, washing vegetables, and happily making a show with Sokui. All berths are brightly lit. .

Suo Zhongwu was numb with anger.He was the first to leave, earlier than the navy and the high-ranking guards of the Weiguo Town.But the problem is that he was called back shortly after he left, and he couldn't hide away alone.Because Suo Kui issued another order, asking Suo Zhongwu to take the back-tower artillery under him to guard the envoy's "account of honor" tonight.

Perhaps it was because he wanted to make compensation. The "Lord of Fubo" sent someone to pass the order and at the same time rewarded the stew cooked by himself.Team Zheng Zhai Yan and the leaders of the five gangs were extremely sincere and pious, but Suo Zhongwu had no appetite at all. If it were not for fear of people's gossip, he would even dump his bowl directly.

At the end of the dinner time, Suo Zhongwu grabbed half a bowl.He didn't chat with anyone, and went straight into his tent, lying on the pierced seaweed mat and thinking carefully.Uncle's abnormal behavior really confuses Suo Zhongwu. In just two days, this guy's mood has changed too much, and the conversation in Xinlei, thinking about it, is very wrong.

/There must be something left unsaid.My eighth uncle, what should I decide, but it’s not easy to say it directly, otherwise I won’t be so obtuse and follow the words......After the explanation....../

Suo Zhongwu almost thought things through.Just the last second.At this moment, the weird feeling of exhaustion suddenly stretched out his claws and dragged him into the abyss of sleep.Suo Zhongwu almost lost consciousness, and the dream was intermittently disintegrated, but the content was getting darker and more infiltrating. It felt like an explosive bomb exploded in front of him, shooting thousands of hot shrapnel into his belly——

A strong sense of fear pierced into the brain like a tide, and Suo Zhongwu's sleep was interrupted suddenly.He moved his legs and feet, and found that all his limbs were there, he hurriedly jumped up and rushed out of the tent, "swish" and pulled out the horn-mouth blunderbus.The lights flickered, forming a fuzzy halo, but there was no human activity nearby, not a single one.

Suo Zhongwu raised his musket, moving silently while aiming at a possible threat.His back, underarms, and groin were as cold as ice, and his sweat-soaked livery was close to the flesh; a few insects crawled into the depths of his hair in a panic, and judging from the irritation they left behind, 80% of them were blood-sucking lice; intact In that ear, came a variety of words, many of which were in the local language of the prestige, and Mandarin is an absolute minority......

A few times, he almost pulled the trigger.However, the sensibility deep in his underlying consciousness made a timely stop and did not let him spray lead bullets against the imaginary threat.Time passed slowly, and the sluggishness in his mind also subsided. About a minute later, Suo Zhongwu finally woke up and had a general understanding of the current situation.

Refugees and wounded soldiers are being transferred to the ship."Mingwei Xiongxin" and "Glamorgan", there are only two warships left in Lower Innsmouth Port.