298: Soldier No. 1

33 years ago — Longbow Stream Valley.

I am an Asala Guard Soldier from Longbow Stream Valley.

Originally, I had no consciousness, not even any thoughts.

Just like a wild beast, I followed the most primitive logic.

My daily job was to patrol Longbow Stream Valley with my vepr submachine gun.

Whenever I encountered those who came to Longbow Stream Valley to steal, I would use my vepr submachine gun to show them what I was capable of.

Until one day, a person in a black trench coat walked towards me.

He wasn't holding a gun, but he was holding a golden statue.

It was the bust of claudius.

This person was also a thief who came to Longbow Stream Valley to steal things.

"Intruder! Get them all!"

I immediately waved my hand and shouted behind me.

Even though there were no other Asala Soldiers behind me.

"You're finished!"

Bang bang bang bang — — — — — —!

I shouted, aiming my vepr submachine gun at his arms and legs, and pulled the trigger.

Because I saw that he was wearing a bulletproof vest.

I've always done it this way.

If they wore bulletproof vests, I would shoot their arms and legs.

If they didn't wear bulletproof vests, I would shoot their chest.

Before the bullets could hit, the man calmly sidestepped, dodging the first bullet aimed at his arm.

Then he moved a step to the left, avoiding the second bullet aimed at his leg.

He walked leisurely, approaching me while dodging my bullets.

And this incredible scene, I didn't feel anything was wrong at the time.

Looking back now, how could a human possibly do that?

Seeing him gradually approach, I threw a smoke grenade.

After the smoke cleared, I started swinging my gun stock wildly into the smoke, while also kicking randomly.

After all my attacks missed, I accidentally walked out of the smoke.

I saw that person, outside the smoke, hadn't entered at all, but instead raised the bust of claudius with both hands.

But at this moment, a voice entered my ears.

The voice was somewhat reluctant, and also a little awkward and shy.

"wuxidixi..."

As he finished speaking, I uncontrollably put down the vepr submachine gun in my hand.

Countless thoughts flooded into my mind.

I learned that this person's name was Liu Yan.

From that moment on, I had my own thoughts.

At the same time, I found that I couldn't try to attack him.

Whenever I wanted to raise my gun to shoot him, my body would be controlled by an irresistible force.

I was scared.

If I had no thoughts, I might have stood here in a daze, and he would have dealt with me.

But now, I felt fear.

I couldn't attack him; if he wanted to do anything to me, my only outcome would be death.

But I didn't want to die.

"For Asara... for Liu Yan!"

"Swear to follow Liu Yan to the death!"

After shouting, I was incredibly shocked internally.

I originally wanted to shout 'For Asara' to cheer myself up.

But I ended up shouting his name.

After shouting, I saw a surprised expression on his face, along with some confusion.

He looked at me and tentatively asked:

"What's your name?"

"Boss, I'm Liu Yans Guard Soldier 1."

Immediately after, I uncontrollably introduced myself again.

Speaking of which, what kind of idiotic name is that? The moment I said it, I felt my old face flush.

"Will you disobey my orders?"

The man asked again.

I couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

If it weren't for this restriction, I'd shoot your head off right now.

"No!"

I shouted again, my words not matching my thoughts, my voice full of loyalty.

Anyone would think I was a loyal Soldier to him.

But only I knew.

Once I could break free of control, I would find an opportunity to shoot him dead.

Although I was grateful for him giving me consciousness and thoughts.

But his forced control made me extremely uncomfortable.

I felt my dignity was insulted.

I am a person, an Asala Soldier!

Not a puppet to be manipulated.

But he actually made me call him Boss! And gave me such an unpleasant name as Liu Yans Guard Soldier 1.

Just as I was cursing inwardly, he threw an m14 marksman rifle in front of me, and then said in a very calm tone:

"Take this."

I looked down at the m14 marksman rifle on the ground and rubbed my eyes.

Damn!

Is this an m14 marksman rifle?

Fully modified?!

I was completely stunned.

If it were a bare m14 marksman rifle, I would have been lucky enough to see two.

After all, our Longbow Stream Valley isn't so poor that we haven't even seen an m14 marksman rifle.

But this is different!

This is a fully modified m14 marksman rifle!

The value of this gun alone is enough to buy my life!

Take our Boss, Reis, the Hell Black Shark, for example.

He only uses an S12K shotgun.

"Boss... is this for me?"

I swallowed, looking at him with disbelief.

The Boss nodded, gesturing with his chin towards the m14 marksman rifle on the ground.

I reached out in surprise to grab the m14 marksman rifle.

In that instant, I thought of many things.

What if as soon as I picked up the m14 marksman rifle, he shot me?

And then asked me again.

You really dared to take it?

To be honest, I was quite nervous.

After all, how could such a good thing fall to an ordinary Soldier like me?

But I still uncontrollably picked up the m14 marksman rifle.

I timidly glanced at the Boss out of the corner of my eye.

He didn't make any move.

Only then did I dispel the doubts in my heart.

Perhaps, he really gave it to me?

I held the m14 marksman rifle, caressing its body.

The cold touch of the gun body reminded me that this was not a dream.

My lips uncontrollably curved upwards, and my heart rate suddenly quickened.

This was completely incomparable to my vepr submachine gun.

With this gun, perhaps I could even try to be the Boss in Longbow Stream Valley.

Just then, the Boss made a move; he threw down several boxes of bullets.

Immediately after, he raised his hand and pointed to a pile of rocks in the distance.

"Fire a clip at that spot."

I was completely unable to disobey his command.

I reached out and picked up those boxes of UN rounds... M61 bullets?!

My heart thundered like lightning.

I originally thought he would give me some UN rounds to use.

Even that would be much better than the PSO bullets of my original vepr submachine gun.

But I didn't expect them to be M61 type.

After loading the bullets, I tremblingly installed the magazine filled with M61 bullets.

"Boss, do I really have to shoot?"

Before firing, I turned my head to ask.

After all, M61 type bullets were too rare.

Using these bullets to shoot at an empty space was simply a waste.

"Shoot."

Hearing the Boss's command, I unhesitatingly raised the m14 marksman rifle and aimed at the empty space.

Because I couldn't refuse his order at all.

Bang bang bang bang bang — — — — — —!!!

The 50-round drum of M61 bullets was emptied by me in an instant.

At that moment, I felt something awaken within me.

"Tsk, too weak. After being conquered, did the Soldier not get any enhancements?"

"Looking at it this way, the bust of claudius is a bit trash."

"I wonder if the Soldier can grow."

I saw the Boss, with a disappointed expression, put the bust of claudius into something resembling a USB drive.

"I'm sorry, Boss..."

I scratched my head guiltily and held out the m14 marksman rifle.

The recoil of the m14 marksman rifle was too great.

I shot everywhere with that last clip.

Giving such a gun to me was truly a waste.

"You keep it."

The Boss waved his hand.

"All these bullets are yours; you can shoot them however you want."

"Also, take this too."

The Boss threw a pile of bullets on the ground.

With my naked eye, I couldn't even tell how many boxes there were.

They were all M62 type!

Not only that, he also threw a mandel brick with some colorful light on it to me.

"This is a power propulsion device, mind-driven."

"You practice shooting every day and figure out how to use this device."

"Put on the head armor. You're so useless; don't get killed."

The Boss said casually, then threw down a set of helmet and armor.

After doing all this, he turned to leave, leaving me alone, dumbfounded.

Looking at the Boss's back, I couldn't help but ask:

"Boss, aren't you taking me with you?"

The Boss waved his hand, his back to me.

"You can't get out anyway."

"Next time I see you, you'd better be able to hit all the bullets in one spot."

"You'd better be proficient in using that power propulsion device."

"If you can't do it, then die."

I watched the Boss's departing back, and tears of emotion involuntarily streamed down my face.

I knew the Boss said that deliberately to motivate me.

If I couldn't do it, and he really would kill me, then how could he have left me this set of Trick bulletproof vests?

In my memory, Sayyid, the Asala Guard Captain, often had such a sharp tongue but a kind heart.

I must practice my shooting well and understand how to use that device!

However, I plan to find some UN rounds.

After all, the Boss's bullets couldn't possibly have just appeared out of nowhere.

Using these bullets to practice shooting would be a bit too extravagant.

From that moment, my impression of him changed.

I no longer planned to betray him.