Chapter 150 - Sticky White
A bottle of wine is 550ml, divided among six people, and each person has only two taels of wine. They can barely taste it, but it is impossible to enjoy it.
Although there is still more than one bottle of wine, you don’t have to drink it all at once. Manager Hana is obviously not that generous.
Facing the stingy female executive manager, Chen Fei had to try hard to maintain a simple and honest smile and did not dare to show other unnecessary expressions.
This one-eyed old woman holds a grudge. If she doesn't pretend to be stupid, she will definitely be angered. She activates the wind power on the spot and Biu! It flew out of the granite platform, and then slapped on the ground with a bang, (×_×) cool!
Can't afford it! Can't afford it!
“This wine is really good! It should be Tokaj’s noble rot, No. 73, good taste!”
The captain of the 13th Reconnaissance Team, No. 78 Blake is still drinking wine bit by bit I tasted it and tasted it, and the smile on my face became bigger and bigger.
Noble rot? !
Having never eaten pork, and having seen pigs running around before, Chen Fei lowered his head and looked at the empty wine glass.
Good guy! This glass of good wine that disappeared after two sips turned out to be noble rot, and it was the kind with a famous name. He thought it was just sweet and white, so it tasted delicious.
One bite will probably cost you a few hundred stars, right?
Thank you, Zhu Bajie swallowed the ginseng fruit. He would have known that like Blake, savoring it carefully is the correct way to drink noble rot.
“I just like to drink.”
Hana Gagar’s tone is cold, and she can get drunk with the people she likes, tear off the mask of disguise, and no longer defend herself. The true nature is exposed, and the suppressed emotions are completely released without reservation, but for those who are not in harmony with the conversation, half a glass is too much.
As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend, and half a sentence is too much to talk without speculation.
Blake felt bored, smiled awkwardly, drank the wine in the glass, and said: "Except for No. 76 Cecilia Dumbles, everyone else is working the night shift with me. The two of them are responsible for five hours each day, starting with me."
After saying that, he stood up and walked to the edge of the granite platform without looking back. As the captain, he took the lead! It is a matter of course, otherwise how could we convince the public.
Black, a tall and lanky black man, is proficient in not only cold weapons, bows and arrows, but also automatic firearms. He can hit almost wherever he wants, and his bullets (arrows) have no miss. With the use of dark powers, in this underground space, it is simply... He is the king of darkness and has considerable advantages.
"The next one is you, and the next one will be you."
Hana Gagel took out a small stainless steel flask without being satisfied, took a sip to herself, and pointed at Chen Fei.
The second shift tonight is him, and the first shift tomorrow night is originally him. It sounds very strange, but there is nothing wrong with the logic.
If you drink my wine, you have to work for me.
No matter from which point of view, Chen Fei has no choice but to be obedient. After all, this one-eyed old woman pays herself a salary!
I'm afraid he doesn't know that the other party will become his creditor in the future. Anyway, it is absolutely right to have a better attitude.
Hana Gagel's bossy words may seem a bit arrogant, but they are a direct response to captain Blake using her to establish the captain's authority.
If you want to teach me how to do things, please find someone else.
Chen Feizheng, a young working man, is suitable to take over. He has to work anyway.
Rookie, what kind of human rights do you want?
Chen Fei agreed as expected. Not only did he not complain, but he agreed quickly without any hesitation.
Anyway, two night shifts are divided into two days, and losing five hours of sleep every day is not a problem at all for the young man. He has always been able to sleep snoringly with the pillow on his face, and his sleep quality has improved.
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Blake, the captain who took the lead in the first night watch, found a position on the edge of the granite platform, set up a 12.7 mm caliber heavy machine gun, and loaded the 300-round bullet chain.
According to the surveillance footage of the 912th Air Service Base encountering a swarm of mutant BC-2325 insects, ordinary light weapons are no different from scratching an itch. If you want to kill these thick-skinned mutants, you must at least use Large caliber firearms will do.
There are also several spotlights and a pair of night vision goggles placed next to the heavy machine gun, which can switch between low-light viewing angle and infrared thermal imaging viewing angle.
The actual capacity of the ring-shaped space alchemy memory in Blake's hand is not just five cubic meters, but eight cubic meters.
It can carry quite a lot of supplies.
Half an hour later, the three illumination light balls suspended above the granite platform turned into countless light spots and dissipated in the air.
Darkness swept across the entire camp, leaving only the faintest light of a few camping lamps at the lowest setting.
Everyone who had been trekking all day fell asleep one after another, and the charcoal fire turned into dark red and released the remaining heat, continuing to bake everyone's shoes and socks.
Slight snores and breathing sounds came and went, and there was also a soft chirp from the Pure Light Bird from time to time.
Inside its wicker nest, the crystal core of the shrunken third-level light-type monster emits a hazy white light. Its brightness is comparable to nearby camping lights, and it looks more and more like a desk lamp.
A few naughty light spots occasionally escape from the surface of the crystal nucleus, and then they are attracted into the body of the little bird as if they are pulled by invisible gravity, and the final sparkle bursts out on the surface of the shiny black feathers. afterglow.
On the first day of reconnaissance and search, except for a small number of native cave creatures, no traces of other life forms were found.
The depth of the underground where the 13th Reconnaissance Team is located is already about 300 meters below the sea level. The route they took showed a zigzag structure. They encountered seven forks one after another on the way. The "Cave Dragonfly" robot and the acoustic detection equipment confirmed that they are basically dead ends. There may be narrow caves connecting other caves, but they are not enough for humans to pass through, and it is not worth wasting time to explore further.
The monitoring system along the way has been working, and the air composition is detected normally. Sometimes there is a small amount of methane, but no poisonous gas is found, and the air pressure is within the normal range.
As we go deeper, the temperature ranges between minus 1 degree Celsius and above zero degrees Celsius. The fluctuation range in the same area is extremely small. The humidity ranges between 70% and 100%, and rarely falls below 70%. Overall Feeling wet and cold, it is necessary to use fuel to bake clothes and shoes when camping. If the human body cannot maintain a dry state, it will inevitably catch cold and become sick.
If there is a fire power user or magician in the team, even a water power user, the situation will be much improved.
The 37th Reconnaissance Team, which discovered suspicious traces on the first day, confirmed that it was just a misjudgment, so they continued to explore in depth the next day.
The 41st Reconnaissance Team encountered a landslide and the road ahead was blocked for hundreds of meters. They had to temporarily stop and dig and reinforce again. Fortunately, most of the team members are ability users. If they were ordinary people, , I am afraid that the reconnaissance operation will be suspended and all personnel will be withdrawn.
When the 1st reconnaissance team was setting up camp the next day, they encountered a lone dark-type monster that was in a latent state. They were caught off guard and one member was injured.
This fish that slipped through the net in the joint defense area of various air service bases was killed on the spot, and a rare dark-type Warcraft crystal core was even cut out.
However, the injured members were still poisoned. Even if the poison was detoxified in time, the temporarily weak state required someone to accompany them, so the 1st Reconnaissance Team had to slow down.
The number of accidents and dangers encountered by each reconnaissance team gradually increased with the passage of time and distance. If they were not equipped with space-based alchemy storage and carried sufficient supplies, they would probably have difficulty coping with various intrusions. There are more and more emergencies.
“His!~”
Hana Gagar, who was in the second position in the team, suddenly took a breath of air.
“What’s going on?”
The captain Black, who was walking at the front, turned around.
“My foot is twisted, hiss!”
The female executive manager limped two steps and found a place to sit down.
Blake didn't force himself and said smoothly: "The whole team will take a break for a while."
The sky is unpredictable, and no matter how careful you are, accidents will still happen.
“Little chirp!~”
Chen Fei called out to the Pure Light Bird flying around on the top of the cave.
The little bird fell down when he heard the sound, tilting his head to look at Chen Fei's father curiously.
"Healing!"
Chen Fei pointed to Manager Hana and took off her shoes, revealing her white and tender lotus feet.
I really can’t tell, this one-eyed old lady’s feet are quite white.
“Chirp!~”
The little bird fluttered its wings and flew over, landing at Hana Gagar’s feet, opening its small pointed beak, and the inside of its beak was rapidly It lit up and spit out a bead of light the size of a soybean, which landed on the female executive manager's already visibly swollen ankle.
The skin on the ankle that started to appear unusually red quickly returned to its normal white color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xiaojiu lives up to its nickname of "Little Band-Aid". The effect of the first-level light spell is immediate.
"Huh? It doesn't hurt anymore? Xiaojiu, you're pretty awesome! That guy Park Ai-hwa will probably cry to death."
Hana Gagel rubbed the swelling that was gradually going down Ankle, showing a smile, the origin of Xiaojiu It is not a secret at all in the 911 Air Service Base. Having said that, if it were not for the light magic beast crystal core given by the female golden dragon Iridium, this little bird would probably still be an ordinary pure light bird. Know this light healing technique.
The female executive manager wanted to touch the little bird, but the little guy nimbly dodged it, chirped twice, and flew back to Chen Fei's father's shoulder.
Thinking of the profiteer Lao Pu who was fired by the ruthless manager Hana and rushed home to eat himself, Chen Fei was not surprised at all and said: "He has cried to death!"
Behind the canteen of the 911 air service base Although the salary level of a kitchen helper is not high, it is only temporary. The salary is poor, but Park Aihua is worthy of the nickname of "profiteer". He works as a dojo in the snail nest, makes full use of various channels and limited resources, buys and resells, and is quite comfortable in the base. With the basic salary plus extra money, he can actually earn a lot of money. It's a lot of money, and it's more stable.
Although the salary as a helper in the canteen kitchen of the 911 Air Service Base is not high, it is just a temporary salary, but with extra money, you can make much more than other places, and it is also very stable.
After being driven back to his hometown, given Park Aihua’s age and working ability, it may be difficult to find another good job like this.
After watching the whole process of Little Band-Aid’s healing spells, Captain Blake asked: “Can I still walk?”
"It should be okay."
Hana Gagel tried to exert force, but it really didn't hurt anymore, so she supported the ground and stood up.
After standing up straight, she felt that her hands were inexplicably sticky. With the light of the illumination floating above the team, she found that there was a sticky white mass stuck to the center of her palms. The substance immediately showed a strange expression, and he couldn't help but smell it, but he smelled a faint smell of mint.
"Chewing gum? Who is so wicked, spitting gum everywhere..." As soon as he finished speaking, not only Hana Gagel, but also everyone else's expressions became strange.
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There is another section at the back. The Seventh People's Hospital ran for two days and contributed a leader, and the test results came out. The little guy has an IQ of 123 and concentration of 70 (110 for a normal person). He has no hope of Peking University and Tsinghua University. Damn it!
(End of this chapter)