Chapter 1410 Future Battlefield 2
The game manager didn't answer, but its attitude made Fu Anan guess that her amnesia was most likely caused by the survival system, and she might have a lot to do with the super virus.
Allies are not necessarily real allies, and enemies are not real enemies.
She was so powerful that everyone knew her name. She couldn't have created the super virus, right?
Hacking, programming, fighting against the big boss of the survival game is actually yourself?
Fu An'an couldn't help using her imagination, it felt very possible!
Otherwise, why is it that others were instantly killed by the virus, but she lived three worlds under the hands of the virus; why the survival system said that the heavy responsibility of anti-virus depends on her.
This is not a simple question, it is a milestone test to get rid of the hypocrisy and understand the real camp!
Fu Anan closed her eyes again to hide the excitement in her eyes.
"Game Steward, are you afraid of the survival system?"
The housekeeper was already trembling, not knowing how to respond to her.
"I don't mean anything else, I just feel that you are quite pitiful."
Fu An'an suddenly started a heart-to-heart chat mode, "I read a book before, which said that "princes and generals have kindness", and ordinary people can also have lofty aspirations. Why do you work so hard that you are born shorter than the survival system One end."
After finishing speaking, she sighed hypocritically, "I really don't understand your system."
The former high-level ability butler, now the high-level game butler is as quiet as a chicken.
…
The fighter plane started to shake, and after a quick taxi, they landed.
This is a base 40 meters above the ground. On the edge of the surrounding cliffs, a 20-meter high wall is built, and various heavy weapons are erected on the high wall.
Inside the high wall
A large number of fighter planes landed here, most of which were soldiers retreating from the third front. They were reassigned to other theaters as soon as they got off the plane. Fu Anan quickly followed their team.
"Hey, why are you so small?"
"Are you an adult?"
Others are 1.8 meters tall, and she only circles around the shoulders of the people around her. After getting off the plane, everyone found a particularly conspicuous little man.
At this time, everyone is wearing combat uniforms, and no one can see with helmets on.
Someone stretched out their hands playfully and pushed the little man in the middle around until the leading captain scolded them, and they stopped this childish behavior.
A bunch of idiots.
Under the helmet, Fu·Little Man·An'an had a stern face.
Next, the soldiers retreating from the third front will be regrouped.
According to the conversation, there are now three regiments stationed on the second front, and they are assigned to the third regiment, the 7th Division of the 13th Division.
"This is the commander of your seventh division, Norbert Anil."
In front of them stood a man who was also wearing a military uniform and had a serious expression. After taking off the helmet, a head of golden hair is particularly conspicuous in the sun.
His emerald green eyes swept across the crowd, with a sense of calm and prestige.
Fu Anan stood at the back of the crowd and frowned. Not only did she have no information about this round of the game, but she also felt a strong sense of disobedience.
Soon, she knew where this sense of disobedience came from.
It's a... all male barracks.
Odori shop for 200 people, public bath for bathing, public restroom for men only...
Fu Anan carried her luggage on her back, and looked at the bare-chested man in front of him, wearing only a pair of underwear, walking back and forth in the Datong shop, talking and laughing loudly, and full of pornographic jokes.
"Hey, did you see that little chicken?"
"It's not really the first time I'm on the battlefield, I don't understand anything, right? I dare not come here with things in my arms."
"Maybe sixteen or seventeen years old. From the third front to now, I dare not take off my helmet. Don't scare this kid."
Someone was waving at Fu Anan.
Fu Anan didn't respond, she turned around and left with the package on her back. There should be a female military camp here, just find the commander and explain the situation.
Thinking, she walked towards the innermost command room and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
The commander was sitting by the window, with a stack of documents in front of him. He looked up at Fu An'an, "Corporal Fu An, what do you want from me?"
"The commander may have made a mistake in the assignment, in fact I was..."
Fu Anan was just about to say that she was a woman, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of her on the top page of the information.
【Name: Fu An】
【Sex: Male】
【Age: 20】
【Level: Corporal】
【Information: Former Second Army of the Third Line of Defense, 11th Division, 2nd Edition】
…
On the wall of the command room, there are related military regulations.
The first article is not to falsely report information;
The fourth article is that men and women cannot sleep together, and if found out, they will be severely punished...
Ah this!
What Fu Anan was about to say was instantly stuck.
"Actually what?"
Anil looked at her.
"Actually... I think our 7th editor is pretty good. It's a pleasure to meet you. I've heard of you before. I'm your fan, fan brother."
Fu Anan smiled and backed out slowly, and then bumped into someone who came in from the outside.
"Reporting to the commander, all members of the 7th department have been arranged, and all the beds are full."
The team member who reported had just finished speaking when he saw Fu Anan who was still carrying luggage, he was taken aback, "Why is there another one?"
"Let him live inside, there is still a bed."
Anil said casually, then lowered his head again to look at the information in his hand.
The explanation did not explain that Fu Anan was upgraded from a two-hundred-person Datong bunk to a double-bed military officer's room.
The inside is not big, two single beds occupy most of the space, and there are only simple wardrobes and a desk inside.
The separate washroom makes people feel particularly precious.
The things in the room are arranged very neatly, even the books on the table are placed on the same horizontal line and almost at the same height. It can be seen from this that the original owner of this room may be very difficult to get along with.
"You are so lucky to be assigned a room with the commander."
The team member who led her in was a little envious, but he quickly felt relieved when he saw her height, "It's okay, a small person like you is easy to suffer in the crowd outside. Take off the helmet, wrap it tightly not hot?"
Is it hot?
Of course it is hot!
When the team members left the room and she was the only one left, Fu Anan went to the bathroom and quickly took off her helmet, picked up a pair of scissors and cut off her hair. The hair that was hanging down her shoulders quickly turned into a dog-gnawing short hair. She coughed a few times and spoke in a low voice on purpose, barely looking like a young man who has not yet fully developed.
After cutting hair, take a shower by the way.
Fu Anan found a white corset in her package, wrapped it up and put a loose training T-shirt on the bed.
Looking in the mirror, he still looks a little handsome.
She tidied her bed and clothes, walked outside with her head held high, and…
Ushered in countless salty trotters.
(end of this chapter)