Chapter 1286

"Well, you'll stay on earth for the next few days. With your physical condition, it's too painful to experience the spaceship transition." Su Ming snuffed out his cigarette end, stood up and patted his pants: "the magic can't send you back. Sparta is too far away, the cost is too high, and the rainbow bridge is not over there..."

the sound of insects in the night comes from the mountains and forests far away, which sounds a little cool and seems very desolate.

"Can I experience the life of ordinary people on earth? I mean, get in touch with ordinary people and learn how the earth people who are not as powerful as you are

Jason thought about it and made a request for reception.

"That's easy." Su Ming took a few hundred dollars of cash from his pocket and put it in Jason's arms: "this is the currency of your country at present. You just lie here and wait for the watching Americans to rescue you. Are you armed?"

Jason's eyes looked at his belt: "the gun and sword are with me, but my hand..."

"that's all right. I wish you a happy recuperation on earth. I'll tell your family about the healing and trade. Bye." Su Ming gave a bad smile. The mask flowed around his face and flew away.

strangled and noticed that someone was coming. The slight vibration of the road indicated that there was a car, and there was a faint perfume smell in the air, and it was still a woman.

Jason will not die in a woman's hands with this face, so Su Ming is relieved to leave.

"Hello! Is the security of the earth so good? But what do you mean by asking me if I'm armed?! Don't leave me alone! Hello

Jason could only shout in his place, but the death knell was as simple as when it came and disappeared.

Maybe it was his yelling that attracted other people, but a moment later, a tractor came roaring down the mountain path, driving a typical southern American girl, quick talking, straightforward.

She was still wearing a nightdress and a black vest on her upper body, so she came riding a tractor.

She woke up from her dream when she was sleeping at night, because she felt the tremor, maybe meteorite or something. Looking at the trace left in the air, it seemed that she had fallen into her own field. She rushed from the small town at the foot of the mountain.

She heard experts say on TV that a meteorite crash will bring a lot of heat and even cause a serious fire near the falling point. She is here to rescue her crops.

But when she jumped out of the tractor with a fire extinguisher and came to the edge of the field, she did not see the fire, only saw a broken plane and a man lying on the edge of the ridge.

"My God! Please don't die! Are you an air force? I've never seen a plane like this. "

The quad wing aircraft is completely different from that of the earth plane, and there is no wing star of the U.S. Air Force on the wing. It is the sun's crest like a thorn ball.

She ran to save Jason, but didn't find that he had all his limbs broken. She was still pulling his arm to help him up.

"Oh

The Spartan king was speechless with pain.

When the woman saw that he was just staring at herself, she quickly identified himself: "I, American, pure American."

"Burp."

It's a pity that Jason fainted from the pain and couldn't answer her.

Before he was in a coma, he was still thinking, is it a mistake to ask for the experience of ordinary human life? Is this life too painful?

The woman found him in a coma and was relieved. She looked at the scrapped plane and the damaged fields, and saw a pile of dollars on Jason's chest.

She took the money, stuffed it into her hood, and dragged Jason onto the tractor.

"It seems that he is an American, and the plane is a secret project of the government. Should this money be my compensation? Speechless and coma may have hit the head during the forced landing, which must be the case. "

Like Scarlett, the protagonist of gone with the wind, the southern girl is full of enthusiasm, and her brain tonic ability is also first-class. She has supplemented all the details in her head.

So she took the wounded soldiers home in her car.

I don't know if it's a secret test flight of the air force. I don't want to call the police. Anyway, I've got the compensation of $500, which is more than the crop loss caused by the plane crash, and also saves the transportation cost of selling grain.

As long as there is no fire and no fuel leakage, it is easy to say that the land will not be damaged, and a wave of other crops can be planted.

So the little tractor puffed out black smoke and suddenly carried the Spartan king down the mountain again.

When Jason wakes up again, he finds himself in a clean big bed with splints on his limbs, which seems to be the treatment of the earth.

Warm orange lights spread on the mattress, and the small radio on the bedside table plays the late night music program. The song at this time is the nostalgic old song of blue Swede, pinewood rally.Jason doesn't know about this piece of music, but as a Spartan, he has a very good artistic accomplishment, which makes him feel much better.

The girl who took him home was sitting on the head of the bed, playing with Jason's luxurious saber and his element pistol with the shape of "Gong".

"Are you awake? I don't know that the air force is starting to saber its pilots again, returning to the tradition of World War I? " She put down the knife and gun and sat down beside the bed: "so I was very curious, so I took it up and looked at it. Do you need me to contact any leaders or headquarters for you?"

"I..."

Jason wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her. She held up a finger and showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Needless to say, I understand, confidential projects, don't contact anyone, wait for others to contact you, right? That's how it's kept secret. "

Finish saying that, she also smiles to show the look that waits for praise, triumphantly forks up the waist.

“？？？”

Jason was a little confused about what was going on in the minds of the earth people, but it was good for him to avoid making up a lie. So he closed his eyes, blew his breath, and nodded, which was acquiescence.

"You're in Colorado, an ordinary American town in the Rockies. This is my home. My name is Meredith quill. How about you? Pilots. "

She looked at his face, and though it was strange to have a beard when he was young, there was no doubt that he was strong and handsome, and that he was dignified even when he was in a coma, which interested her very much.

"Jason Spartacus, I'm... Er, yes, pilot."

Jason almost blurted out the title of "king of Spartan Empire". But thinking that he wanted to experience ordinary human life, he quickly swallowed the half.

"Spartacus? What a strange surname. Do you have Greek blood? Was he the king of Sparta in his ancestry? "

Meredith's mouth didn't stop. She kept asking questions while she was busy bringing Jason dinner and water and painkillers.

Jason, who heard the word of Spartan king, was very nervous. He thought he was exposed. But he suddenly remembered that no one on earth knew the existence of Sparta except for the death knell, and this woman was very ordinary and had no fighting power except beautiful. Therefore, what she said should be the ancient earth country with the same name.

"Probably, probably." Jason laughed with her.

"Come on, I'll feed you to eat, then take medicine and have a good rest, so that you can get better quickly."

The girl smilingly picked up the plate, Wilson's new product microwave oven really works very well, hot leftovers are particularly fast.

"I hope so." Jason wanted to move his arm, but he couldn't: "if I'm ok, maybe I can try to fix the fighter."

"Can you repair a fighter? Great! Can you tell me something about air combat? Did you go to bomb Iraq? "

Meredith looks curious. She is not interested in war, but as an American girl, she knows that if you want to talk about what a man is interested in, he will be interested in you.

Sometimes there is only a thin line between romance and reality. After all, if she can be with a pilot who is obviously a secret project, she won't have to farm land in the future, won't she?

Meredith's parents died, leaving her a barren farm. She knew how cruel the reality was.

She is young and beautiful now, but what about the future? Marry another farmer in town who has no vision at all? Then let their children continue to farm and repeat their life of digging in the land?

But now the opportunity to change the fate is just around the corner. At least, all American pilots start as warrant officers. The highest active pilots can get the rank of colonel. The treatment of military family members is very good...

however, how can Jason know anything about Iraq? He's an alien!

He has some holes, Baba can not say, and all this makes the girl more and more suspicious of his identity.

As questions were raised, her movements became more and more slow, so that in the end, Jason's mouth was dry, and the spoon was still in the air.

"You're not American, are you?"

She tilted her head and cooled her attitude a lot, but in Jason's opinion, this is the normal attitude towards strangers. He felt better.

"Yes, I'm not American. I'm sorry I lied to you before."

"Where are you from? The Soviet Union? Germany? Who made your plane? " Meredith began to consider whether to call the police. It was one thing to treat pilots in his own country and another to treat foreigners.

If she is approached by a secret agency that does not exist at all, the agents in black suits may take her skin off to check whether she is a foreign spy after transvestition.

as like as two peas in the world, I am an alien, yes, though we are exactly the same, I am an alien.

Jason doesn't pretend. He has a showdown because he can't move at all now and he's really not good at lying.Meredith looks embarrassed, then think about it carefully, and then stretch his brow. The plane is so advanced that maybe it is an alien. Moreover, he will be injured and bleed, so there should be no threat.

He is also very handsome. It's better to... Gamble.

"No one found you? I mean, you didn't get beaten up by the United States? "She rubbed her hair and tied up a ponytail.

"Earth technology is not enough to discover my fighter. The people who can find me... Don't care about me." Jason replied bitterly.

She cocked up her legs and felt a cigarette point from somewhere. She took out the shrewdness of a southern girl and vomited out a smoke ring: "furs... Aliens, I believe it. On TV, I saw someone say that, do you have money?"

The Spartan king squirmed on the bed and rubbed against the head of the bed: "money? You mean the currency of the earth? Not much. If it's not taken by you, it's in the field. "

"I took it as compensation for my crops." The girl has nothing to admit, she did take the money: "then you aliens do not have money, how do you live in your hometown?"

"I am the king of Spartacus in my hometown. I never have money in my pocket. I have no interest in money."

Jason wanted to scratch his head. He didn't know why she asked about such worthless pieces of paper, because the death knell obviously didn't see this kind of thing, so he threw it to himself.

There are many valuable things in the universe, such as human power, such as energy, such as soul.

But there's no printed paper. Money? Even if it's for writing, it's too fancy.

The currency in circulation in Sparta is precious metal. If the metal brand is about the size of Pai Gow, the metal itself has value, so it can be called money.

However, when he regained his consciousness, he found that Meredith, who was still holding a cigarette, was missing. Instead, she touched Jason's lips with a spoon and said softly:

"ah ~ ~ ~ open your mouth and have a good meal. When you're ready, I'll help you repair the plane. I'm very capable and smart."

Jason shakes his head. It seems that he had hallucinations before. Did he get hit in the crash? Why do you think that the ordinary human in front of us will change into the same skills?

It's better to have dinner and sleep. I'm really dizzy now.

"Ah."

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