Polar Night Player

A coin, incomplete, flipped up and down in the copper green to faintly reflect the sword-horned elk with the face looks sinister carved on it.

"pa ta ——"

A crisp sound.

The coin was scorched and wrinkled on the back of the other hand, and then a hoarse and weird smile sounded in the dilapidated house.

"Deer head, or bronze character?"

This voice seems to have infinite charm, attracting all the attention of a group of people around them, most of them Ragged clothes, thin and yellow face, but his face was full of excitement, staring at the back of the old man's hand, as if he could see through the front and back of the coin inside.

Silent as night.

A pair of greedy eyes not only stared at the back of his hand, but also ten brand-new blue star coins neatly arranged on the shabby metal console.

This kind of gambling game of guessing the front and back is very popular in the slums. Wanghai City is several times larger than Hou City. At the same time, it has absorbed many refugees who fled from the border area. They gathered in the slums, full of After the failure of enlightenment, he was concentrated in this special area, relying on military relief funds.

Before place your bets and hands off the table, the refugees gathered together did not even dare to breathe for a while, for fear of losing their luck.

The old man glanced around, faint smile, like a blood-sucking bat, making a terrifying laugh of "jié jié jié".

Bronze characters!

Deer head!

Two different voices are intertwined in their hearts.

Several steam lamps in the room went off a few times, and the whole room was suddenly detonated under the dim and yellow rays of light!

"How is it possible! How could it be a deer head?!"

"Five consecutive deer heads???"

Amidst howls and exclamations , The old man proudly took away all the Blue Star coins from the metal console.

The refugees have jealousy, greed, and hatred in the eyes of refugees, but no one dares to make trouble in the front of one's eyes of the gambler's old man.

"The black mist is shrouded in the stars, and there are blood flowers blooming in the wind..."

"...The white throne is burning The light, wait a minute, wait a minute, my beloved White King......"

The old record player played an unknown ballad. The refugees lost all their money and were disappointed. As he left, there was a young man with a backpack squatting in the corner. He dressed simple and clean, and was incompatible with these personalities. Although there were also a few large refugees who wanted to attack him, they learned that he was a guest of the gambler old man. He ran away dingy.

After the crowd dissipated, the gambler old man sitting cross-legged on the ground was dozing off. He heard the sound of Li Xiang rubbing metal parts, slowly opened his muddy eyes, saw the person coming, and stretched out his hand Nodded The broken mechanical communication device in front of you.

Li Xiang picked up the mechanical communicator on the ground. I don't know how many generations of this thing have been eliminated from it. Even booting is extremely laborious, and it can be used, which is a miracle.

This is the old man's rule, and he must use this to communicate with him.

Li Xiang has been here for a long time, playing with the discarded mechanical devices piled up in many rooms, using, repairing and touching can improve the gray white liquid in some gray scale bars. With this mechanical proficiency After his special ability, he can easily manipulate various mechanical devices, and no need for practice makes perfect.

He entered the invitation code that L gave him, and after a while, the communicator beeped a few times.

——Wait.

The old man got up strenuously, knocked on the door behind him, the door opened slightly, and a scorched hand stretched out. The old man took the slip of paper he handed over and gave it to Li Xiang. Then he waved his hand under the Expulsion Order.

Li Xiang was playing with a steam lamp that kept making zi zi sounds. He tapped it lightly and twisted it with a small screwdriver. The steam lamp "oh la la" gave off a pale-yellow light. .

"Uh, sorry." Li Xiang took the piece of paper and put down the steam lamp that had been lit. The piece of paper had an address written on it, and there were two signs printed on it. One was a black and white moon wheel. The X formed symmetrically is a black diamond.

"Did you fix this?" The old man said in an unprecedented voice, his voice was so hoarse, he pointed to the steam lamp on the ground and asked.

Li Xiang nodded.

"Oh, go." The old man didn't say anything, just picked up the steam lamp on the ground and put it in the cupboard behind.

......

The address on the paper leads to an old heavy factory, which is full of dark, rough men, and there are constant reports of gears turning from the factory. The crunching sound and the rumbling sound of a huge mechanical device starting and stopping.

Soon someone came to pick up Li Xiang, and after seeing the paper in his hand, he boarded a heavy truck parked in the workshop of the factory.

The engine is replaced by a complicated steam device. Under the front cover is a densely packed test tube filled with white steam. There is only one transparent gas tank with ash-gray gas. The amount is scarce, but the whole device The most important component.

Li Xiang boarded the container at the back. There were two rows of benches inside. Each row was seated with a dozen youngsters. There were men and women, wearing uniform black uniforms, which looked like prison uniforms. , There is a white prominent number on it.

How it feels like a prisoner. Li Xiang muttered in his heart, his back was pushed down fiercely by the worker.

"The newcomers will raise upwards from the ground and replace them with one set."

The worker closed the door of the container after speaking. There were only a few shaking kerosene lamps above. The gloomy container provides faint rays of light.

After he came in, the youngsters had a few lifts the head glanced slightly, most of them closed their eyes and bowed their heads in thought.

The atmosphere is strange.

Li Xiang quickly picked up a set of fairly clean clothes and changed them. The number on it is Arabic numeral 8.

He randomly found the end of a row of benches and sat down. As soon as he sat firmly, he was gently stabbed in the waist.

"Hey, what's your name?" The tall and thin boy next to him was talking, his cheeks were still full of dust and dirt, his hands stretched out with a smile on his face.

Li Xiang was stunned, then smiled and stretched out his hand and shook hands with him indifferently.

"Li Xiang." He let go of the boy's hand, and the other person was a little surprised that he didn't care about his dirty palms, "Hello, Chen Fan."

"Ah, Hello, ah? How do you know my name?" This old enemy who has hunted Li Xiang for seven or eight years in his previous life looks a little immature at the moment. Although his face is dirty with dust and mud, he looks delicate and pretty. It hasn't changed at all.

"Secret, I will tell you later." Li Xiang leaned his hands on the back of his head and began to close his eyes to rest. He was able to meet Chen Fan at this time, and his irritable heart suddenly calmed down.

"Mysterious and secretive, cut." Chen Fan doesn't care very much. He has just finished the unified recruitment exam. As an examinee in Wanghai City, many people know him. After all, the physical test results are so Excellent, but not even qualified to be a player, and Li Xiang from Hou City next door are called two fallen geniuses.

Wait, Li Xiang?

He bounced up suddenly, and the thin girl on the right pushed him dissatisfiedly, cursing: "What the hell, mental illness."

"You just said your name is Li Xiang?" Chen Fan shook Li Xiang's shoulder. When the name was called out, some teenagers and girls in the container looked up.

Unfortunately, without waiting for Li Xiang's answer, a sharp crackling sound suddenly burst in the container!

Everyone covered their ears and screamed in pain.

Too harsh!

As if being bombed, the whole head was filled with that uncomfortable sound.

After a few seconds, a dull and heavy voice rang out all around the container.

"Remember the numbers on your body! This will be your identity in the Polar Night training camp in the future. Forget your past. From now on, no one is allowed to speak or make any sounds! No matter who and You are not allowed to speak in dialogue!"

The man’s voice was mixed with incomparable coercion and irresistible tone. He repeated it three more times, and the harsh crackling sound followed him. The voice fell and gradually disappeared.

Absolute silence in the container.

Li Xiang leaned on the back of the chair, feeling the trajectory of the truck, a strong smell of smoke and dust rushed into the container. It seems that the truck not only uses steam power, but also uses the once popular fuel power.

At the beginning, the speed was very fast, and the container was very stable. It should be driving on a plain-like landscape. After the man had finished speaking, the truck kept swaying, and in severe cases it even showed nearly ninety degrees. The tilt.

After experiencing some steep mountain roads, the truck was driving smoothly again. When sprinting at full speed, Li Xiang felt a little palpitating. It seemed that the speed was exaggerated.

On urban roads, vehicles have strict speed limits. The consequence of chaotic racing is that soldiers of the military will ask you to drink tea, and you will be peeled off if you die.

The truck left Wanghai City, probably driving in an unmanaged wilderness area.

Time passed bit by bit. The man warned him not to speak, and everyone stopped communicating. The dim space was filled with muddy air. After three hours, many people were groggy. Go to sleep.

Li Xiang also closed his eyes and squinted for a while. At this moment, the truck suddenly braked!

The body like a giant beast trembled violently, shook off an exaggerated angle, and dragged two arc-shaped gullies on the ground. The tail section's air pipe continuously sprayed out white air columns and black smoke, and then Several valves ka-cha opened at once, and countless steam was spit out from the rear pipe.

People who didn't sit down all fell to the sky, and they woke up from their sleep without knowing the time and the sky.

Rao is the excellent physical fitness, they all face deathly pale one by one, resisting vomiting, their bodies are soaked with sweat.

peng peng peng!

After several violent beatings of the outer sect of the container, the voice of several men's conversation came in.

Chen Fan gently pulled off the corner of Li Xiang's clothes. The two looked at each other and saw the same worry expression in each other's eyes.

Something is wrong.

The flapping sound became more intense, and the conversation turned into a scolding sound.

There was a quarrel outside.

A few of the youngsters who realized something was wrong started talking with their heads down and discussing countermeasures, but most of them were still holding their breath and waiting quietly.

Crack!

The handle of the outer sect was smashed fiercely!

Li Xiang's heart slammed, and the closed door was kicked open.