Chapter 288

"I remember when I was a child, I saw a very popular question on the Internet. What was the experience of childhood? I think I should be very qualified to answer this question

"Well, to be more precise, it should be the experience of childhood in doomsday."

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That year, my grandfather and grandmother moved back to the city where they used to live.

The town is small and sparsely populated. It has a single house.

The old house left by grandparents, although some old, is very spacious. There is a big courtyard, a big room, a top attic, and even a slide that my father used to play when he was a child.

Although the adults at that time seemed to live in the fear of doomsday and the sadness of being displaced from the city, I felt very happy.

The chirping of insects in the yard, the slide on the roof and the jujube tree at the door were all my favorite places to stay at that time.

However, to say the most favorite, or quietly sitting on the swing in the yard, looking at the opposite yard of the little brother.

He always sits in the yard and plays with his model guns by himself. Some of them are long and some of them are thick and thick His serious manner always reminds me of my father's appearance when he was writing in front of the computer.

Later, I knew that his name was Luo Tiandong.

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Later, he and I became classmates. When my parents were busy, I would go to school with him.

His words, always not much, walk, always very fast.

However, every time I call "brother Tiandong" softly, he will stop immediately, wait in the same place, look back at me, scratch his head and apologize: "sorry, little Paolo, I think things have gone, so it's too fast."

"Silly Tiandong brother, then you can walk slowly. You are not afraid that I will lose you!" I always pout at him. He never answers except for a smile.

In this way, in Luo Tiandong's countless apologies, we gradually grew up.

When we were ten years old, we graduated from a small town school.

He gave me a notebook with a breakdown of his favorite gun, m200, on every page.

His handwriting is so beautiful, like a girl's.

I'll look at my handwriting again. It's ugly. Hee hee, just practice according to his handwriting.

"Silly Tiandong, why send me a notebook full of gun parts? I don't like guns as much as you do..." I carefully put the notebook with the black cover into my schoolbag, and then I still pursed and scolded.

"Ah I'm sorry, Paulo. I think you often read the firearms books I read, so I thought You like it, too. " Luo Tiandong only scratched his head foolishly.

"You are hopeless! Also, don't call me xiaopaoluo in the future. Now I don't like eating pickled radish. Call me Daming, luogucheng. Remember? " I don't know why. At that time, I suddenly felt embarrassed and angry. I turned around and ran away like a rabbit.

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At the age of eleven, a small town like Eden could not escape the invasion of the terrible virus.

Teachers, classmates, neighbors, those familiar faces suddenly become as terrible as the devil overnight.

"Hello, Luo Tiandong, I'm so scared. What if we become like that one day?" When the school was closed indefinitely, I would go to his house almost every day and quietly watch him continue to do his gun research.

"I don't think it would be terrible to be with people who like each other." Luo Tiandong thought about it and replied.

"Well Do you have anyone you like? " I asked, staring into Luo Tiandong's eyes.

"Maybe Maybe, in the future. " Luo Tiandong didn't dare to look me in the eyes. His face turned red and his voice answered in a low voice.

Before long, my parents decided to move again.

This time, the place of migration will be a more distant isolation area.

I cried all night before I left.

I can't bear the town that gave me a happy childhood, the courtyard left by my grandparents, and the guy.

Before I left, I drew a picture of my grandparents' courtyard, which bears my best memory, and gave it to Luo Tiandong: "here, keep it for me, and remember to give it back to me in the future."

"Well, I will." Luo Tiandong nodded his head and turned around.

I know, he was secretly wiping, did not hold back tears.

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Later, we were cut off.

When I was 16 years old, I filled in the major of weapon system and Engineering in Hope University of technology.

Second, the blank.

When we grew up, educational resources were already very tight. I envy my grandparents. They said that most of the children could go to university at that time. It's hard to imagine what a beautiful world it was. Maybe we should call it paradise.There is only one university in each isolation area. There are many competitors with good grades and excellent conduct, but most of them have no chance to enter the University. The same score segment is not based on the score, but on the drawing of lots to decide who can be admitted. Everyone wants to do better in the exam - the winning rate of the highest segment from 670 to 700 (Full Score) is as high as 50%!

The headmaster said that in our age, we need people who have a little bit of luck.

Second, there are few people who dare to be empty.

As long as there is a chance to go to university, no matter which major is good.

Fortunately, I was accepted by the most famous institution in the field of firearms and weapon manufacturing research in the dark age!

However, it's also a pity that after entering the school, I asked my seniors and teachers to go through all the student lists of the school in recent years, but I didn't find the name of any fool.

Is he dead?

I had nightmares for a week.

In this way, I spent four years quietly. Until the graduation project, I was participating in the defense, but I was suddenly informed that I was recruited by an organization with the highest level of confidentiality in hope port, and became a member of an extremely important project "homeland".

I'm not the best student in this class. Even the teachers of several courses may not be able to name me.

I am such a rookie, how should not be selected by the "home" project team.

But, anyway, it's a good thing.

In the envy of my classmates and my confusion, I went to the base of "homeland" project team to report.

In the deepest and strongest Office of the base

A tall and straight figure turned around, looked at me, scratched his head and said with an apologetic smile: "sorry, old city, I just found you now."