Chapter 4428

Hurricanes also have troops in East Africa.

At that time, when the ship approaches the port, the troops stationed in East Africa will come to meet it.

The sea voyage is extremely boring, but also against the bad navigation environment.

On the day of departure, there was a storm.

In the evening, the sea wind is very strong, the waves are lifting the cargo ship, but Gong Jie, who is rich in experience, can't sleep well at night, sleeping on the bed, feeling dizzy, as if the whole person is lying on the wave, the whole person is confused, want to vomit, but because there is nothing to eat, they can't vomit at all.

All communication depends on satellite phone.

On the ship, you can't eat anything too greasy, except the canned nutrition, pure water, and all fruits and meat.

Dawn.

Gong Jie couldn't sleep. He came to the deck early. He bit the nutrition bar and looked at the sunrise of the sea level. He was calm.

"Didn't you sleep all night?"

Behind him came the sound of the rosefinch.

Gong Jie turned around and glanced at her. "Why didn't you sleep?"

"It's my turn to be on duty at night."

Zhuque stepped over and said, "right now, I'm going to have a rest. If I don't have a good rest, how can I fight against the next battle?"

As a mercenary, Zhuque has a very strong ability.

That is, no matter when and where, what happens, whether sitting or lying down, or even kneeling, lying down, as long as she closes her eyes and wants to sleep, she can quickly fall asleep in a dozen seconds without any environmental impact.

This is not serious.

What's really powerful is that even when she is asleep, she can control when she wakes up.

I remember one time when she was in the field, she was lying in the field, surrounded by the corpses. The place where she was lying was full of stinking blood.

But she closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

She was not awakened by gunfire and gunfire.

Under the cover of the trenches, she slept soundly.

In the evening, when the war was over, she had enough sleep and woke up. With only one person's strength, she infiltrated the enemy base area and killed the exhausted enemy one by one.

Zhuque is an absolutely excellent mercenary.

For her, killing, as long as it is the target chosen by the employer, is no different from stepping on a mole ant.

Sometimes, Gong Jie envies her good sleep quality.

Gong Jie was holding a nutrition stick in his mouth, and asked curiously, "how did you do it?"

"What?"

"It's also a skill to sleep if you want."

Gong Jie sometimes sleeps, sometimes dreams, and dreams of many people.

Mu Qingcheng, cloud poetry

Those people who are in a mess make up a mess of dreams.

So long as I sleep, I feel confused.

But Zhu que smiled, walked over, leaned back on the railing, blowing the sea breeze, calmly and truly, "because there is nothing to worry about except killing people."

She has no burden, no worries.

No family, no love.

For her, being alone doesn't need to worry about anything.

At the same time, feelings for her, is a great taboo.

Every touch becomes her burden.

Therefore, nearly twenty-seven years ago, he was still alone.

"Don't you feel lonely?"

Gong Jie smiled and said, "your life is made up of stinky things."

Money, blood.

Can such a person really feel lonely?

"Oh, why do I feel lonely?"