Chapter 3 General’s Order

As a monster, I can only say that I am aware of being regarded as a monster, but I swear I am not used to being regarded as crazy. There is a good saying, if you don't have diamonds, you won't do the porcelain job, but now I suddenly discovered

: Even if you have a diamond, aren’t you just a porcelain maker?

Being forced to tell the truth in a hurry, I originally had a strong heart, but looking at Commander Yi's playful and sarcastic eyes, I went a little crazy. Commander Yi said slowly: "Originally, when I first met you, I

There are only two possibilities listed. First, you are here to assassinate me; second, Xie Wushuang really has a so-called big brother, but now, I am sure it is the third situation."

I smiled bitterly and said, "Am I a psycho?"

"Yes!" And he added: "Even if you are here to assassinate me, you are still a psychopath with a history of neurosis!"

I suddenly pointed at the holster on Yi Ping's waist and asked, "Do you have bullets in your gun?"

Yi Ping patted his waist and said with a smile: "It was already loaded before you went up the mountain."

It seems that a general is a general. Even in peacetime, a lifelong professional soldier still has the necessary vigilance. I stretched out my hand and said, "Can you lend it to me? I need a chance to show off..."

Yi Ping still patted the pistol and said with a smile: "Then you can get it yourself."

Looking at the volleyball-like muscles on the old general's arms, I knew that he was also very confident in his fighting skills, but the problem was: I am a monster, and I don't want to fight with any real human beings. Besides, I am a monster.

The other party was still a general, a general who repeatedly called me crazy.

So I just said "Okay" softly, and then I was in front of Yi Ping in a flash. His movements were not unpleasant. Before I spoke, he had already put his hand on the gun, but he was helpless in the stagnation of time.

He could only serve me. I took off his gun just in time while he was picking up the holster in 10x slow motion...

When Yi Ping came back to his senses, he had already holstered his gun. He looked at me, who was playing with his gun, and instantly became pale and said, "You..." The next second, I made an action that made him even more pale.

: I pointed the muzzle of the gun at my feet and fired three times. In a solemn moment, the second bullet had been fired while the first bullet was still in the barrel, and the third bullet bit them.

I waited for them all to come out of the muzzle of the gun, then quickly took out a small hoe and, as excited as a child, squatted down and cut them all off and held them in my hand.

I restored time and showed the bullet in my hand to Yi Ping without saying a word...

The general whose expression remained unchanged after the collapse of Mount Tai finally changed his expression for a moment and concluded: "You..."

At this time, the soldiers from the guard company halfway up the mountain rushed up together and pointed their guns at me nervously. Several others blocked Yi Ping at the same time. I raised my hands high, and someone immediately took the gun away. I watched calmly.

Looking at Yi Ping, just now, I disarmed a general. Now he has enough reasons even if he orders everyone to shoot at me.

Yi Ping took his pistol and said slowly: "You all go down, I gave him the gun."

The soldiers of the guard company looked at me hesitantly for a while, and finally obeyed the order.

When there were only two of us left on the top of the mountain, Yi Ping slowly sat down on a rock. He glanced at me, patted the rock next to him and said, "Sit."

I sat next to him and said, "Thank you."

"Show me your bullet."

I put the three warheads in his palm. Yi Ping held them up and looked at the sun for a while, then said, "How did you do that?"

I smiled slightly and said, "What is the speed of the bullet?"

Yi Ping looked at the pistol and said: "This QB92 pistol is about 350 meters per second, faster than the speed of sound."

I said: "When it becomes 3 meters per minute, you can also catch it."

Yi Ping asked: "What does this mean?"

"It means that time is meaningless to me. If necessary, I can not only catch them, but also put them back in the gun chamber."

Yi Ping smiled and said, "I'm suddenly interested in you now. Tell me about your plan."

I said: "My plan is to make the fired bullet return to the gun chamber - just like making Zhang Taiwei's arm grow back, but I need a big environment and not too many people know about it, otherwise

I can no longer work without distraction."

Yi Ping nodded and said, "I kind of understand. You can go back to yesterday, when Taiwei hadn't been in trouble yet, so you didn't even have to do anything to save him."

I smiled and said, "The general is really a master."

"What about us, shall we also go back together?"

"No, you are still living in another timeline. What else should you do besides Zhang Taiwei's affairs."

Yi Ping said regretfully: "What a pity. I broke a very commemorative vase last night. I thought I could go back and save it."

I smiled and said: "Please rest assured that this incident will not have any shadow on you. After Zhang Taiwei is rescued, you will completely forget this experience between you and me. I have never come to see you.

He has never been disarmed, he just has a lieutenant colonel with sound arms."

Yi Ping was surprised: "Why is this happening?"

I spread my hands and said, "It's not me who has the final say. It may be a sense of protection. Do you think that if the soldiers knew that bullets could be caught, would they still have the heart to practice marksmanship?"

Yi Ping said seriously: "I'm afraid I have to think about this. This involves an issue of the will of the army. As the leader of the army, I must not allow any information to be lost."

I spread my hands and said, "It's not like we're leaking military secrets!"

"That won't work either!" Yi Ping was very determined.

I didn't expect that something that was about to succeed would be disrupted by a small accident. I still underestimated the affairs in the army. I said: "What you have to do is to order the news to be blocked. What is involved in this?"

Is there a stake?"

Yi Ping said: "I must be responsible for every order I give. If it is my personal matter, I am willing to try all kinds of risky behaviors from the bottom of my heart, but now it affects the entire military region!"

I sighed: "Then it's up to you to decide. As long as you order and inform the whole army now, I will give up completely. With Xie Qing's character, she will still marry Zhang Taiwei. Zhang Taiwei is supported by the army and his life is not much different."

Go, but I don’t know if you will feel guilty every time you see this subordinate with disabled arms in the future. Maybe you can console yourself by saying that this is your duty. Maybe your conscience will remind you that it didn’t matter if you missed one thing back then.

Just give me the order..." I said a little excitedly, lit a cigarette and took a puff, letting the smoke slowly disperse in the air, and concluded sadly, "Actually, it doesn't matter, time will heal everything..."

Yi Ping let out a long sigh, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Hey, Chief of Staff, listen to my order. Don't tell anyone about Tai Wei anymore. Yes, just seal it as top secret!"

I laughed. Who said I was not good at eloquence?

Yi Ping put down the walkie-talkie and sighed: "This is one of the countless orders I have given in my life, but it may also be the most difficult order I have given - I was actually fooled into fainting by a common man with just a few words!"

I smiled and said, "I've only been through military training for a week, so just think of me as having been transformed in the melting pot of the army."

Yi Ping smiled and cursed: "Hammer! What did your platoon leader say about you?"

"Didn't your platoon commander tell you the same thing?"

Yi Ping said sternly: "Seriously, have you ever thought about joining the army? Special recruitment! Company commander! It's absolutely no problem. In this way - I will make you a major!"

"Why do you want me to do this?" I thought for a while. With my work experience and ability, I can only raise pigs in the army, but only if I have mastered certain professional skills.

Yi Ping sighed: "We really need people who can catch bullets!"

I patted Yi Ping's shoulder carelessly and said, "If you have any questions from now on, just ask me for help. The military and civilians are all close, Lao Yi."

Yi Ping snorted and said, "Do I still know you then?"

I laughed too.

Yi Ping asked me: "How do you plan to get to that outpost in the northwest?"

"I'm going to book a flight now."

Lao Yi said as if he was insulted: "If you are working for our military region, can you still fly there?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'll arrange a helicopter to take you back, but you have to give me some time. Let's do this. I'll send a car to take you back first, and you wait for my news."

I looked at my watch and said, "It's best not to go later than tonight. I can only go back three days at most. The shorter the time, the higher the success rate."

Lao Yi suddenly asked me: "Will you return to the current timeline immediately after you save people?"

"Yes."

"What about their mission?"

I said inexplicably: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what mission did a lieutenant colonel take a squad of soldiers to the northwest to perform?"

Lao Yi solemnly said: "This is a secret."

I quickly stopped talking and asked him as I walked down the mountain: "Don't forget, it must be before night!"

Lao Yi said: "I still don't know what your name is?"

"My name is He Anyi, and people call me Director He - I am the director of the neighborhood committee of Wangfu Street." Since we will never see each other again, I don't want to lie to Lao Yi. I quite like his calm and contented nature.

The temperament of perseverance.

Lao Yi smiled and said: "Director He, you are always welcome here. Come to me whenever you feel like it - I will reserve the position of major for you."

I imitated his tone just now and said, "Do you still know me at that time?"

"That's not important, you just need to disarm me one more time."

When I went back, I told the driver, "Just take me back to the military area."

The driver said politely: "But the chief asked me to take you home."

"That's not possible. My motorcycle is still at the gate of your military area."

"Is that motorcycle parked at the door yours? I just saw it being dragged away by the picket."
To be continued...