"Little devil! I haven't seen you for a long time!" Before the person arrived, a thick Xiangyin came first. Then the boss wearing a military cap and ordinary military uniform walked into the hut accompanied by a cadre to two guards.

"Old, boss..." Although it was my first meeting, I don't know how many times I've seen his photos in the book, so I recognized him as soon as possible.

"Oh, little kid, you've grown up a lot!" The boss pointed at my nose and pointed out, then stretched out his hand affectionately.

"Ah, this..." I was so nervous that my palms were sweating. I quickly wiped my pants, and then trembled with my hands to meet them.

I feel so embarrassed. By the way, I have interviewed many big names and celebrities in modern times. The most important thing about being a reporter is psychological quality, but now when I see the boss, why do I have no quality anymore?

"Little devil, I haven't seen each other for only a few months, why are you so strange?" The boss couldn't help but patted my shoulder unexpectedly: "I'm so scared, can I be a monster?"

The boss's words made the soldiers beside him laugh, but only I shook my head with sweat: "I dare not, I dare not..."

"Huh!" After a long time, I understood what the boss said, and I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Boss, you...have you known me before?"

The boss smiled bitterly and pointed a few times in front of me: "Look at you, little devil, you have been with me for so many years, and I can't even remember it!"

"Comrade Chen Wei!" The cadre following the boss came forward to explain: "You used to be the boss's guard. You have been with the boss for five years. A few months ago, when you were on a mission, you were injured in order to cover the boss to avoid the bombing of enemy planes. You lost your memory. There should be a scar on the back of your head!"

"Um!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but take off my cotton hat and touched it on the back of my head. It really scared. I used to only focus on fighting all day long, but I really didn't notice it.

"So, am I Chen Wei?" I asked hesitantly.

"By the way!" The boss and everyone looked at me stupidly and couldn't help laughing. But I was the only one standing there and couldn't figure it out. Suddenly I remembered that I had traveled from modern times to a volunteer soldier. Could this soldier be Chen Wei? Thinking about it again, the boss and the others seemed to know me, it seemed that this matter was indeed impossible to be wrong.

"Little kid, I've heard about you!" The boss nodded to me with appreciation: "It's a good job! I thought you had sacrificed when I couldn't find you, but I didn't expect that after a big circle, you little kid came to the army and made a lot of credit and turned it back!"

The cadres beside him also smiled and said, "It seems that our Comrade Chen not only does a good job in security, but also has a good way of fighting. I heard that he has been a battalion commander in just a few months!"

"But fake telegrams are not a good idea!" The boss continued to criticize: "If you have ideas and opinions, you can mention them to your superiors! If everyone acts recklessly like you, then it's a mess? Then do you need organization and discipline?"

"Yes, yes..." I nodded and replied: "The boss is right, I will definitely..."

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that this set was used by myself in modern times to my superiors, and in this era it was a complete look of traitor.

So he hurriedly stepped forward and replied: "Yes! It must be corrected!"

"By the way!" The boss patted my shoulder and finally explained: "A few days off and take a good rest to recover from the injury. Once the injury is recovered, you will be assigned a task!"

"Yes!" I watched the boss leave with admiration, and only then did I breathe a sigh of relief until his back disappeared into the darkness. I still couldn't believe that what happened just now was true. I really saw the boss just now, and I shook hands with him, and I was his guard. Only then did I realize that I was sweating profusely, and I had never been so nervous when I fought a big battle.

It turned out that my name was Chen Wei. I was still in shock and sat back in the pit. I slowly remembered the conversation between Li Pinghe and Wang Weining during the trial. Now it seems that this identity saved me, otherwise I might have been shot as a spy now.

Who is Chen Wei? I can't help but become interested in his identity. I vaguely remember that Wang Weining once said that he could speak Russian, English, and Korean. It was a coincidence that I was just covering up the military in various languages ​​over the past few months. Moreover, his name is so similar to mine, and everything seems to be as seamless as God has arranged.

Well, if Chen Wei is a guard, his hard skills will probably not be bad. This also explains why I shoot so accurately as soon as I travel over and shoot, and I will burst out with amazing combat power from time to time, and sometimes even have flying sword skills...

Why do I sometimes feel the spirit at the beginning? I soon remembered that when I first came to this era, sometimes I was a sharpshooter without a correct head! Now I think about it, the one who has no correct head should be myself, and the sharpshooter should be Chen Wei! I sometimes feel the spirit at the same time, because at the beginning, I didn’t have a good combination of myself and Chen Wei’s body. When I was a sharpshooter, or when I suddenly burst out with amazing combat power, it was Chen Wei’s instinct that was exerted in critical moments.

Damn! I thought I was a natural sharpshooter, but I didn’t expect it to be all due to this body!

So what other skills does Chen Wei have? I can't wait until the critical moment to let his body exert his instinct! At this time, I really want to check Chen Wei's file, but it's useless to transfer it. The files are nothing more than some identity-related things. I can't record all of those who can shoot, fly knives, or fight with bare hands!

As I thought about it, my eyelids felt a little heavy again. I suffered mental torture in the political work these days. At this time, I finally realized that it was okay. As soon as I relaxed, I immediately felt sleepy. I couldn't help but stretched, turned my body to avoid the injured left arm, and lie in the pit and fell asleep.

The next morning, I heard someone pushing the door into the room in my sleep. I woke up suddenly and reached out to grab the gun beside me, but I quickly grabbed it, so I turned over and grabbed a chair and smashed it. But before the strength was fully used, the other end of the chair was firmly grasped by a volunteer soldier.

"Comrade! My own!" The soldier seemed to have seen such a scene. He calmly put down the chair with one hand and the other in the pit: "Just come down from the battlefield! It's very safe here, you don't need to be so nervous! Eat while it's hot, the boss told me to add a cooked egg to you!"

"Um!" It took me a long time to react from the confusion in my sleep and touched my head embarrassedly. My stomach was really hungry, and I didn't say much to grab the bowls and chopsticks and eat. I was thinking in my heart that everyone here was a master, and even a food delivery guy could grab the chair I smashed with one hand, and the food on the plate didn't spill out at all. This skill is enough to match the martial arts masters in the novel. My body used to be one of them. Could it be that I am so powerful?

"After eating, you can go out for a walk. You can move freely ten meters in front of the room and fifty meters behind the room!" The soldier turned around and walked out after saying that.

After eating the meal voraciously, I looked at the egg for a while, but finally I couldn't bear to eat it and put it in my pocket. I felt a little funny about it. If a cooked egg was in modern times, it would be thrown into the trash can immediately after it fell to the ground and was dirty. Now it was hidden like a treasure.

When I walked out of the room, I realized that it was a sunny morning. The old wooden house, the warm sunshine, the blue sky, and the birds chirping on the branches made me almost think that this was a small mountain village far away from the war. But as soon as I walked out of the door, I clearly felt that there were several pairs of eyes staring at me in the surrounding trees, which made me feel like I was being monitored.

I know this does not mean that I don’t trust me. I think it’s not just me, but others may also have their own areas of activity, in order to minimize the number of people who can get close to the boss as much as possible. Once someone goes beyond this area, I don’t want to try the consequences easily.

Let’s look at the wooden houses. Almost every one is built in the woods in seclusion. Even if the enemy’s planes fly directly above, it is difficult to find any buildings here. Even if they discover them, they will think that they are just a few ordinary wooden houses. I can still imagine that there should be many anti-aircraft guns around, and it is even possible that this is the control range of MiG fighter jets.

Only then did I understand what the warrior said just now was referring to, "It's very safe here."

"Comrade!" At this time, a guard trotted to me and said, "The boss asked you to go!"

"Um!" When I heard that the boss called me, I hurriedly followed the guard. But when I stepped into the penalty area, I couldn't help but pause.

"It's okay!" The guard seemed to see my concern and smiled at me.
Chapter completed!