When the Dream Is Waking

He Boqiang woke up from his dream and saw at first glance a blonde man holding a bloody dagger, crouching in front of him and giggling at him.

Lying on his back on the grass, with a splitting headache, he struggled to sit up, but his whole body lacked any strength. The surroundings were filled with the smell of horse manure and blood. He Boqiang wanted to ask where this was, but somehow it happened, as if an apple had been stuffed into his throat, unable to say anything, and even had some spasms.

It was the person holding the dagger who spoke a series of strange words to He Boqiang, looking at his face covered in purple black mucus, as if there was no malice.

The huge roar made the land tremble, and a giant rhinoceros like a small hill appeared in He Boqiang's field of vision. This rhinoceros had two giant rhinoceros horns on its head, with the longest one over two meters long. Its turbid eyes looked as big as a washbasin, and its huge nostrils could barely fit into a basketball. It was tied with several heavy chains, and each huge wooden box hung like a package on top of those chains.

Bang... Bang... Bang '

Watching the giant rhinoceros pass by, four thick thighs stomp out a series of deep pits in the soil.

Only in dreams do we want to say things that are speechless, and only in dreams do we see so many strange things.

He Boqiang lay on the grass and tried to take two deep breaths. Although his chest felt like a huge stone was pressing against him, causing his entire lungs to ache fiercely, he only thought it was a dream and then tried to close his eyes.

But closing your eyes did not bring darkness, nor did you wake up from your sleep. He found himself floating in a void, with countless stars shining around his body.

As he floated in the void and looked around in a daze, countless snowflake like fragments of paper drifted down, each one resembling a firefly on a summer night, constantly flying back and forth around his body.

He instinctively reached out and touched a piece of paper floating in front of him, and a strange feeling like an electric current passed from his fingertips to his mind.

That's... clear or blurry photos, like some intermittently incoherent movie film. The images connected together can form a dynamic picture, but the images in the picture are even more strange.

He Boqiang touched a few flying fragments of paper again, and they immediately disappeared when they touched his hand.

And each flying piece of paper has only a brief and short image, which looks more like some memory, but now it constantly integrates into He Boqiang's mind, causing him unbearable suffering.

I heard that if a person sleeps too much, they are easily trapped in some terrible nightmares. At this time, they can give themselves some psychological hints and forcibly awaken themselves.

He Boqiang really wanted to give himself a big mouth so that he could wake up quickly. He raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely, but his palm passed through his face, indicating that he was still in a dream.

At this point, several memory fragments had already flown into He Boqiang's body. Although he had not figured it out yet, he was receiving that knowledge at an unimaginable speed. Of course, the fastest he could master was strange language. Although these languages were also emitted from his throat, it was clear that these voices were not quite the same as He Boqiang's previous way of speaking.

When he was in school, the biggest headache for He Boqiang was foreign language classes. Now he is forced to learn foreign languages in such a strange and peculiar way, with fragments of memories flooding into his mind. Although he has a splitting headache, the effect is surprisingly good.

He felt someone tapping his face and heard, also someone calling out to him in a strange tone.

He Boqiang felt great joy in his heart, as the memory fragments of the void gradually disappeared. He forced himself to reopen his eyes

This time, what appeared in He Boqiang's view was a group of soldiers wearing medieval European armor, with blond haired and blue eyed men also joining in.

Suldak squatted next to He Boqiang and said heartlessly to his companion, "Isn't he stupid

He Boqiang actually understood the man's language. You're stupid, your whole family is stupid

He Boqiang really wanted to spray back so loudly, but these words reached his mouth and stuck in his throat again. Unfortunately, he couldn't make any sound, as if the vocal cords in his own throat couldn't produce these tones at all.

It felt as if he had been hit by a car, and the bones of his whole body seemed to have fallen apart. With the pulse beating, intense pain surged up from time to time. He Boqiang felt that he might faint again at any moment, and this feeling didn't seem like he was dreaming.

Unfortunately, everything in front of me is unacceptable.

Suerdak, veteran Sam, and ten other comrades belong to the Second Squadron of the Sixth Squadron of the Fourth Brigade of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment.

Sam is the captain of the second team.

Due to his excellent skinning skills, Suldak stood out among the eleven and became the vice captain of the second team.

When Suldak was cleaning the battlefield in the forest on the north slope, he dug up the dying He Boqiang under the corpse of the evil ghost.

It's just that He Boqiang doesn't have an identity plate on his body, which means he doesn't have any identity, and he's not wearing the clothing of the 57th Armored Infantry Regiment. He even lost all his weapons and shields. Such a person cannot be a soldier of the 57th Regiment, so the logistics personnel of the Fourth Brigade don't want He Boqiang to occupy a limited number of cricket carts.

The logistics personnel of the Fourth Brigade advocate why Bo Qiang was placed under a large tree on the edge of the battlefield after simple dressing. If he had comrades, he would likely return to find him... When saying these words, the logistics personnel were also very discouraged.

After all, the fourth brigade is responsible for cleaning the battlefield from the rear, and its main responsibility is to deal with these left behind corpses. Each pallet truck is filled with materials to be transported back to the camp, so a wounded person cannot be piled up with the corpses or tied to the back of Thunder Rhino like goods, which forced the logistics personnel to give up on the unidentified He Boqiang.

After saying these words, the logistics personnel also had a casual expression. He saw that no one from the soldiers of the second team had refuted him. Taking advantage of someone greeting him in the distance, he patted the soil on his buttocks and turned around to leave quickly.

I knew Gaster wouldn't mind this, that stingy guy would rather use a pallet truck to pull back some valuable wood

Suldak glanced at Captain Sam and waited for the captain to make a decision.

Captain Sam reached out and flipped over He Boqiang's eyelids. He found that his eyes could still move back and forth with his fingers, and his fingers were close to his eyes. There was obvious fear in his eyes, so he came to the conclusion: "He may be mute, you see, he shouldn't be a fool like this

Suerdak used a skinning knife to cut open the bloodstained clothes on He Boqiang's body and treated his wound with a bandage. At the same time, he said to Captain Sam, "We don't even know the number of his team, what should we do?

Captain Sam is a veteran with fifteen years of military experience. After examining some of the injuries on He Boqiang's body, he sighed and said, "The injuries are so bad. Not taking him back to the camp is no different from killing him. Don't worry about the bullshit of those logistics personnel, we just need to know that he is from the Green Empire. As for his identity, it's a matter of the logistics and government department. We can't let him live and die here

Suldak said, 'You're right, I'll make a stretcher.'

Sam grabbed Suldak and said to him, "Take care to collect ghost materials for us here. After cleaning the battlefield this time, whether we can drink, eat meat, or eat bran and vegetables depends on what you have in hand. There is also a ghost corpse in front of us. Go and peel off the useful black striped demon skin. Jeronan, you can chop wood to make a stretcher

A black boy who had been squatting next to him without speaking immediately stood up, pulled out a short knife from the side of his pants, and readily agreed, "Okay, head

The battlefield filled with gunsmoke seems to have added a touch of human touch as a result.