I pick up trash at the end of the day

After dinner, Yu Ge returned to his room on the second floor, locked the door, and turned on a small dim lamp in front of the table.

His room is very small and in poor condition. Apart from a bed, there is only one table and a wardrobe without a door. The only chair is made up of scraps of metal that Yu Ge picked up from the battlefield. of.

There is only one plug in the room, the voltage is low and there are power outages every now and then, the toilet and bathroom are public, cramped and small, and there are no light bulbs installed, which is extreme.

Yu Ge sat by the bed, took out a few biscuits from his backpack and stuffed them into his mouth.

Dinner at night is basically equivalent to not eating.

The so-called bean soup is just less than a spoonful of bean dregs floating in a bowl of cloudy soup, and there are only two thin slices of rye bread, the thickness of which is less than the width of a finger. It is black and hard, as if I was chewing on the steel plate, and I was even more hungry after eating hard.

It was Ethan, who said he was tired of eating, but he was the happiest when eating.

The sun had already set, the gates of the fortress were completely closed, and the dim lights outside the windows heralded the coming of night.

If desolation is used to describe the fortress by day, then the fortress by night is rot.

Deep in the quagmire, knowing that he may die in the next second, he still indulges in rot.

"Come on! Open, open! Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it!"

"Boss, have another drink! What do you mean? I'm afraid I won't be able to pay you!"

"Master, come and play, it's very cheap~~~"

"Stop! Which family's brat! He's here to steal again! See if I don't break your dog's legs!"

Yu Ge looked at the scene outside the window, shut the window hard, and drew the curtains.Even though the curtains are rotten with only a few strands of cloth left, it is better than nothing.

Yu Ge went to the table and rubbed his wet hair with a towel made from torn clothes.

Nowadays, resources are scarce, and taking a bath is quite a luxury, not to mention taking a hot bath.

Hawke is both the owner of the tavern and the landlord.There are only three days of water for bathing every month. These three days are not full-time water supply, but limited water for a limited period of time. It's a visual sense of yelling "charter woman, why is there no water" halfway through the bath.

During these precious three days, only on the 19th was there unprecedented hot water.Although the temperature of the hot water is only slightly higher than the normal water temperature, and the water flow is also pitifully small, this can be regarded as the most comfortable and enjoyable thing besides sleeping.

After Yu Ge finished drying his hair, he tossed the towel away, and found the letter that his uncle gave him before he died, and the number plate from his pocket.

This metal plate is engraved with the number of every soldier. No one cares what your name is on the battlefield. Life and death are occasionally a blink of an eye. Maybe people remember your name one second, and you You have already died in the mouth of zombies, died under the guns of your own compatriots, or been burned by the fire of the logistics force. Only this metal plate can represent your identity.

It's just that this thing has a more vivid title in the eyes of their scavengers.

dog tag.

Yu Ge stood up, and gently pushed the closet to reveal a hole in the wall covered with tape. Yu Ge tore off the tape, took out a large tin box from the hole in the wall, turned it on with the light, and there were more than a dozen people lying quietly inside. a dog tag.

These are the relics that he once fought on the battlefield and asked him to bring to his relatives before his death, but a few years have passed, and far from what was sent out was returned.Those soldiers had no idea that their loved ones might have died while they were fighting zombies on the battlefield and fighting for the survival zone for humans.

Maybe, go out to pick up waste and die in the mouth of zombies;

Perhaps, died in the ravages of hunger and cold;

Perhaps, died under the gangster's gun;

Perhaps, died at the hands of those sentinels.

In short, if it can be delivered, Yu Ge will find a way to give the dog tag to the relatives of the deceased, and if he can't deliver it, he will keep it all in this big tin box, as long as he keeps it, he will keep so much.

Yu Ge sighed, handed out the few silver coins that he took from Hawke today, closed the lid and put it back into the hole in the wall, returned the wardrobe to its original place, then collapsed on the bed and closed his eyes.

"The heartbeat is normal, the blood pressure is normal, the brain waves are normal, and the routine examination is over."

The broadcast sound ended, and with the sound of exhaust, the cover of the water tank frame was opened, and the frame was full of sentries who had just returned from their missions on the battlefield.

Ling Xiang couldn't wait to get out of the water, releasing her spiritual body: "I really can't stand the smell of the mixture, it's too bad."

"It's also for our bodies."

Klaus came out of the water tank, took the towel and wiped his wet hair: "Before there was no guide, we had to stabilize our mental strength in the water tank frame every time we came back from a mission, otherwise once the mental pressure was too great, we would sooner or later would have a nervous breakdown."

"I know, I just can't stand this smell," Ling Xiang wiped off the water on her face, and then wiped her long hair, "I wish I could get my own guide sooner."

Klaus couldn't help sighing: "Guide, how can it be so easy to get..."

Guides are indeed not easy to come by.

The ratio of sentries to humans is about one hundred to one, that is to say, there is only one sentry among a hundred humans, and the ratio of sentries to guides is five to one, which is enough to imagine how scarce this is, not every sentry Everyone can get their own guide, and there is a lot for a sentinel who has never had a guide in his life.

Sentinels without guides need to be soaked in this mixture to stabilize their mental power after training or after battle, and rely on the artificially prepared guide element 'white tablet' to maintain the stability of their mental power every day.At the same time, just in case, the sentries in the barracks must release their spirit bodies at any time.

The behavior status of the spiritual body reflects the state of the sentinel himself. Although ordinary people cannot see the spiritual body and cannot receive physical damage, the medical guides in the barracks can confirm the status of the sentry through observation of the spiritual body in real time to ensure their life. Physically and mentally normal.

"Think about it, Lingxiang," David also came out of the water tank, and scratched at his curly hair, "I think the smell of this condiment is quite good."

With a cold face, Ling Xiang turned around and put on her bathrobe: "You have a bad sense of smell, no one asked you to speak."

"What did you say!"

"Okay, stop arguing," Klaus interrupted. "Everyone is very tired after returning from duty. Go to dinner first, and then go back to the room to take the time to rest. There is still work tomorrow, so don't be late."

Ling Xiang responded, fastened her nightgown and left the medical room, and David picked up his own bathrobe and hung it on his shoulder and left as well.

Klaus rubbed his temples, and inadvertently saw a faint blue-green light emanating from the stairs on the second floor.

There is also a sink frame on it, and the 'didi' sound from the instrument can be heard clearly.

The routine inspection of 1029 is not over yet.

The second floor is his exclusive medical area. He never debugs with the team members. Every time he goes up to the second floor alone under the watchful eyes of their team members, and then enjoys the exclusive service as he should.

Klaus didn't know why this person had such special treatment, it was too much for an ordinary sentinel.

According to this level of treatment, he should at least go to a higher-level army, at least the level of the capital garrison, and it is impossible to assign him to carry out daily encirclement and suppression tasks.

However, the superior's order is absolute, and the military order is like a mountain. Klaus has no right to intervene. He can only observe everything silently, trying to avoid and resolve the barriers and conflicts in the team as much as possible, but it often backfires.

Surviving in the apocalypse, every day is extremely difficult. Even for the sentinels who have everything they need, life is not that easy, let alone such an unknown person.

Klaus sighed, put on his bath foam, glanced at the stairs and left.

"The heart rate is normal, the breathing is normal, and there are no problems with the body indexes. However, the blood pressure is high, and the mental strength fluctuates within the normal value. There is no abnormality for him. The routine inspection is over and the frame can be opened."

Dr. Yuan operated the console to open the water tank frame, and 1029 leaped out while supporting the edge of the frame with both hands. He was covered in only a pair of black underwear. Crystal drops of water hung on his muscular body, and his short hair was wet and scattered on his forehead. , It's really a bloody picture.

However, his handsome face still couldn't feel the flow of emotion, as if the word 'indifference' was deep in his bones. .

"1029, there is nothing wrong with your test results, do you have any other abnormal feelings personally?"

"No."

1029 answered two words coldly, picked up a towel and wiped his hair, then put on his bathrobe and fastened it casually, and the spiritual black panther squatted aside quietly, like a statue.

"It's fine if you don't."

Dr. Yuan helped his eye sockets, closed the folder with recorded data, and then looked at the man in front of him with a slight smile.

"Then you go back to eat first, and then wait in the room. According to the recent inspection data, you have already shown signs of bonding fever. There should be no more tasks for you in the near future. You can take a good rest for a while. "

1029 looked at Dr. Yuan, although it was just normal, Dr. Yuan felt a little hot on his face.

"By the way, I forgot to remind you that the general arranged a compatibility test for you tonight. As long as you pass the compatibility test successfully, you will be able to get an exclusive guide. You will soon be able to return to the troops directly under the capital center and resume your previous work."

Dr. Yuan finished speaking enthusiastically, but there was still no response on 1029's face, and his pupils were not focused, as if he didn't hear what she just said.

"1029? What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

1029 collected himself, his pupils shrank slightly, and finally gave a negative answer.

"The routine inspection work is over, you all go out first."

Dr. Yuan dismissed the other staff, and after the door of the medical room was closed, he said: "1029, you should know that my duty is to monitor your mental and physical conditions in all aspects, especially during this special period. , I hope you don't hide anything from me."

Dr. Yuan is a woman and also a guide.

Under the soothing effect of her mental power, 1029 said slowly: "On the battlefield, I noticed something strange."

"What's different? Physical or mental? Or is there something special about the zombies you encountered this time?"

Dr. Yuan was keenly aware of the information that might be hidden in his words, and hurriedly opened the folder to record.

"No, it's not an anomaly in that regard."

1029 recalled the feeling on the battlefield, and his black panther suddenly flicked its tail as the memory began.

"On the battlefield, for a moment, I suddenly felt that my heartbeat was disordered, and my mental power was changing, which was difficult to control."

"How long did it last? Did you experience any other discomfort?" Dr. Yuan asked eagerly.

"In less than half a minute, there was no other discomfort." 1029's answer was concise and to the point.

Dr. Yuan thought for a while, then asked, "Besides this, are there any other abnormalities?"

"No." 1029 frowned, and said quickly, "I smell something."

"Taste? What kind of taste?" Dr. Yuan asked.

"I don't know clearly," 1029 closed his eyes, trying to recall, "It's a smell that makes people very disturbed and flustered."

Dr. Yuan's pen nib paused severely on the folder, his eyes were surprised but he tried his best to restrain himself: "Are you sure?"

"Sure." 1029 did not hesitate.

"okay, I get it."

The doctor closed the folder and looked at 1029 through the mirror frame: "You go back first, the compatibility test will start in an hour, remember to go to the combination area 10 minutes in advance to prepare."

1029 nodded, and went downstairs to leave the medical room. His black panther glanced at Dr. Yuan's back, and then left.

Update, a little late today, facing the wall and thinking about the past (?^?)

Continue tomorrow (～￣▽￣)～