Chapter 850 Shen Xing’s Nightmare
Le Zhengyu, Xu Lizhi, Xie Xie, Yuanen Yehui, Ye Xinglan, and Xu Xiaoyan all breathed a sigh of relief. Can you finally leave? Two whole years! Here they have simply had enough.
Tang Wulin looked at the old demons. For some reason, he saw a hint of loneliness in their eyes.
"Senior, can you only stay on Devil's Island forever? Is there really no way for you to leave here? Or, if you have any needs, can I help you?"
The Greedy Old Devil shook his head. , the old demon of destruction chuckled, "I understand the good intentions. We are all just energy forms. Once we leave here, without the protection of destruction and life energy, our souls will immediately disappear. Although we are so lonely after coming here . However, everything here has given us a long life. If you want to, you can come back and experience the experience again. "
"Captain, let's go quickly!" Le Zhengyu pulled Tang Wulin.
The corner of Tang Wulin's mouth twitched, and then he suddenly shouted: "Shrek Seven Devils, stand at attention."
The other six people immediately stood up straight with him. Tang Wulin solemnly said: "Bow!"
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"Ah!" Shen Xing suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily.
This was the first time in recent months that she had woken up from a nightmare.
The dream was so real. She just went to check the warehouse of custom-made soul-guided artillery shells for routine inspection, but she encountered a completely unexpected situation. That guy, with that clear face, he held her hostage and threatened her sister. After taking him to Tianxiang Seventeen, the bastard ejected himself directly in the end.
Every nightmare ends with a severe feeling of weightlessness at high altitude. Shen Xing still clearly remembers that the first time he woke up from a nightmare, he was embarrassingly incontinent. This is really unacceptable.
That guy really existed. He and his friends were once captured by the Legion, and later they indeed hijacked a plane and escaped. However, none of this has anything to do with me! I have never had any interactions with him, so why is it that I am the one who causes nightmares?
What is even stranger is that even my sister has had similar nightmares. It is very consistent with my dream.
Damn, damn! Get out of my dream!
Shen Xing punched the mattress hard twice, really unable to sleep.
I turned over and sat up, put on my military uniform, walked to the mirror and took a look. Due to poor sleep, she has been suffering from dark circles recently. The training during the day is hard enough, and it has always been her habit to fall asleep when she comes back. But now it was so difficult for her to sleep. Have to spend more time meditating.
Shen Xing decided to go out and get some fresh air. After getting some fresh air, he would come back and meditate. At least he wouldn't have dreams during meditation.
That hateful guy went to Devil's Island. He'd better not come back, otherwise, for the sake of his own nightmare, he must be taught a lesson!
Out of the dormitory, Shen Xing walked aimlessly in the base. Although she was not of high rank, she held very important supervisory responsibilities. Wherever she passed, the patrolling soldiers immediately saluted her when they saw her.
The Beihai Regiment is adjacent to the sea, and the sea breeze makes the nights cool. After blowing the wind, the annoyance in Shen Xing's heart subsided a little.
"Hey, how did I get here." Unknowingly, she was surprised to find that she had walked to the warehouse in the dream.
It is the place where the fixed soul-guided cannonballs are stored.
Shen Xing frowned, "Damn it." She turned around and was about to leave, but stopped again.
Why don't you just go and have a look? Maybe you can feel better by going to the place where you dream. Otherwise, it would be too painful to always have the feeling of not being able to tell whether it is a dream or reality.
Thinking of this, she walked directly into the warehouse. With her high-level identity card, she quickly took the elevator to the underground.
When the soldiers guarding saw her, they all saluted. He respectfully watched her arrive at the warehouse.
"Commander Shen, are you still here to check so late?" the major in charge of warehouse management said with a smile. Although Shen Xing was beautiful, he did not dare to have any inappropriate thoughts. She was the legion commander's biological sister and had a very high status. In the legion, they are just gold-plated, and it is said that they will be transferred back to the military headquarters for reassignment soon.
"Well, let's take a look." Shen Xing nodded without hesitation.
"Okay, come on, open the door."
An important warehouse such as custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells requires three keys and a special password to open the door. The two captains holding the key were called by the major, and after adding a special password and scanning Shen Xing's retina. The warehouse door slowly opened.
The warehouse where so many custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells are stored has an invisible chilling aura. Although there is no truly super strategic custom-made soul-guided artillery shell here. But the value is also huge. It is one of the most important warehouses of the Northern Navy Regiment.
Walking into the warehouse, a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously from dreams. Because she dreams about this place every day, Shen Xing's familiarity with this place will naturally be particularly strong.
Walking in the warehouse, Shen Xing looked at the shells around him with some confusion. Suddenly, she stopped subconsciously, "There should be four level five fixed soul-guided artillery shells here. Why are they not there? Show me the exit record."
The place where she stopped happened to be a shelf with cannonballs neatly stacked on it. But in Shen Xing's memory, there should be four fixed soul-guided artillery shells here. Because she remembered very clearly that in the dream, the bastard took her to hide here for a while after taking her hostage, so she remembered it very clearly.
However, after asking this question, she immediately regretted it. It was a dream after all! He actually asked about the dream in reality, this is really...
However, there was no answer from around him. Shen Xing subconsciously turned around and looked at the major in charge of the warehouse. What he saw was It was the flash of shock in his eyes.
How did she know that there were four level five fixed soul-guided artillery shells here? This is impossible! It had been several months since she had last been here.
Customized soul-guided artillery shells have very strict storage regulations according to category and level. They cannot be changed at will unless they are used for service.
"Let me ask you." Shen Xing was so smart. He immediately realized the problem and asked quickly, his voice becoming stern.
The major hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "The artillery shells have been taken to serve. You have to wait a moment for the detachment records. I have to retrieve them."
Shen Xingdao: "Give it to me right away."
The major nodded quickly, "Wait a moment, I'll go right away." As he said that, he turned around and winked at the two captain's men.
The three of them walked quickly outside together.
"Why are they all going? Just let one person go." Shen Xing shouted.
"Okay." The major stopped. When he turned around, suddenly, there was a flash of light. Shen Xing felt her whole body tremble, and a strong sense of numbness instantly spread to every corner of her body, and her body slowly collapsed.
She subconsciously widened her eyes, unable to believe that this was true.
The person who can serve as the supervisor of the custom-made soul-guided artillery shell warehouse must undergo strict political review, but there is no doubt that there is something wrong with the person in front of him, not only him, but also his The same goes for two of his men.
The major's expression became a little ferocious, and he quickly walked up to Shen Xing and pulled the communicator off her chest. Because of the great force, the top two buttons of Shen Xing's military uniform were pulled off.
The buttons of her clothes fell to the ground, revealing a streak of snow-white on Shen Xing's chest, but she was completely paralyzed at the moment and couldn't even scream.
The warehouse manager's breathing was obviously a little rapid, "Why, why can you remember so clearly. Even I can't remember how many shells are on each shelf."
Shen Xing did not Unable to speak, she could only stare at him with stern eyes.
The warehouse manager said with a dejected face: "I don't want to do this either. I know how serious a crime it is to resell custom-made soul-guided artillery shells. However, I have to do it. My family was taken away by them, and my son is still alive." It's in their hands. I can't help it. I really have no choice. If you want to blame me, Commander Shen, I'll take you away with me. She is the general's sister. I believe she will be very valuable to them. This should bring me more benefits. Please help Staff Shen up. We must leave immediately. Fortunately, it is night. Go and notify our escape. Passage, let them get ready, we will leave now.”
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