Chapter 679 The Terrifying Bird
As night fell, the military camp gradually became quiet. The soldiers dragged their tired bodies into the new home one after another. Their eyes showed curiosity about the new environment and longing for their future life. The bed was neatly made, the closet was filled with clean clothes, and every corner of the military camp exuded the atmosphere of home. The soldiers were sitting or lying down, sharing stories with each other, and the sounds of laughter and conversation intertwined, adding a bit of vitality to the military camp.
But Bai Ye, the founder of the military camp, chose to leave at this time. He stood quietly at the entrance of the military camp, looking at the busy and satisfied soldiers, with a surge of complicated emotions in his heart. He knew that this military camp was not only a shelter, but also the destination of their souls. He turned and left without looking back, leaving only a firm and lonely figure behind.
Through the twisting alleys, Bai Ye arrived at Commissioner Smith's home. This is a slightly old villa, but it is well-kept, revealing the owner's rigorous attitude towards life. Bai Ye knocked lightly on the door, and the door was quickly opened. Commissioner Smith appeared at the door, his face full of surprise and confusion.
"Bai Ye? Why are you here?" Commissioner Smith asked, with a hint of unnoticeable nervousness in his voice.
Bai Ye smiled slightly, took out a box of exquisite electronic cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to Commissioner Smith. "You have worked hard these days, and this is the condolence gift I specially prepared for you." He said, his tone was calm but revealed an unquestionable majesty.
Commissioner Smith took the e-cigarette and was stunned. He didn't expect that Bai Ye would come to visit him at this time, let alone receive such a gift. His eyes suddenly became moist, and an indescribable emotion surged into his heart. With trembling hands, he tried to open the e-cigarette box, but found that his fingers no longer obeyed.
"Baiye...I..." Commissioner Smith choked and said, his voice full of gratitude and guilt. He suddenly fell to his knees, holding the e-cigarette box tightly with both hands, as if it was the most important thing in his life.
"Smith, what are you doing?" Bai Ye frowned, seeming a little surprised by Commissioner Smith's reaction.
"Bai Ye...I...I swear to be loyal to you forever!" Commissioner Smith raised his head, with a firm light shining in his eyes. "I know I have done many wrong things before, but please believe me, from now on, I will follow you to the death and go through fire and water for you no matter what!"
Bai Ye looked at Commissioner Smith's face full of sincerity and determination, and couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart. He didn't expect that his small gesture could touch Commissioner Smith's deep emotions. He was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Smith, I have received your loyalty. But remember, loyalty is not a verbal oath, but a proof of action. I hope you can prove your determination with practical actions. ”
Commissioner Smith heard this and nodded quickly: "Yes! Bai Ye! I will definitely do it! No matter what difficulties and challenges I encounter, I will stand unswervingly on your side!"
Bai Ye nodded, seemingly satisfied with Commissioner Smith's answer. He turned around to leave, but suddenly stopped. "By the way, Smith." He turned around and looked at Commissioner Smith deeply. "The construction of this military camp is just the beginning. We still have a lot to do. I hope you can continue to use your abilities to assist me. Complete the next task."
Commissioner Smith heard this and nodded quickly in response: "Yes! Bai Ye! I will definitely do my best! Whatever you need me to do, I will do it without hesitation!"
Bai Ye smiled slightly, then turned and left. His back gradually blurred in the night, but that firmness and determination seemed to be imprinted in Commissioner Smith's heart forever. He knew that he had found his true destination and belief - to follow Bai Ye forever and fight for him.
Commissioner Smith watched Bai Ye leave, feeling unprecedented excitement and determination in his heart. He stood up slowly, and the electronic cigarette box in his hand seemed to become a symbol of his new life, heavy and full of unknowns and expectations. He carefully walked into the house and found a softly lit corner to sit down, ready to savor this special gift from the white night.
Commissioner Smith gently opened the e-cigarette case, and a faint sense of technology and sophistication came to his face. Inside the box, there are several uniquely designed e-cigarettes neatly arranged, each one exuding an attractive luster, as if telling them to be extraordinary. He gently took out one and slid his fingertips across the smooth metal surface, feeling the coldness and texture. He couldn't help but secretly admire Bai Ye's taste and care.
He noticed that every detail of the e-cigarette has been carefully crafted, from the exquisite carving patterns to the user-friendly button design, all of which reflect the ingenuity of the manufacturer. Commissioner Smith took a deep breath, trying to calm down his excitement, then slowly brought the e-cigarette to his mouth and gently pressed the switch.
With a slight buzzing sound, the top of the e-cigarette lit up with a soft light, and a faint aroma spread. It was a taste that he had never experienced before. It was neither pungent like traditional tobacco nor sweet like some spices, but a unique smell that was fresh, elegant, and slightly fruity. He took a gentle breath and suddenly felt a warm current pouring into his heart, as if all the fatigue and stress were released at this moment.
Commissioner Smith closed his eyes and savored the aroma lingering in his mouth. It was like a clear spring, moistening his dry heart; it was like a breeze, blowing away the haze in his heart. He felt unprecedented relaxation and pleasure, as if the whole world had become beautiful.
However, this pleasure did not last long. As he further tasted the e-cigarette, he began to realize that it was not just a simple enjoyment, but also a test of self-control. He found that he needed to focus more on controlling the rhythm and strength of his breathing to fully experience the wonderful feeling brought by the e-cigarette. This sense of control made him feel both excited and nervous, as if he was in a silent contest.
As time went on, Commissioner Smith's appreciation of e-cigarettes became more and more in-depth. He began to try different flavors and concentrations, experiencing the different feelings brought by each change. He found himself becoming more and more addicted to the process of tasting, as if he was exploring an unknown world. Every attempt made him feel novel and surprised, and also made him more determined to be loyal to and follow Bai Ye.
However, in this addiction and enjoyment, Commissioner Smith also realized some problems. He found that his dependence on e-cigarettes was gradually deepening, and even began to affect his daily life and work. He realized that this dependence was a dangerous signal and must be controlled in time. So he began to consciously reduce the frequency and time of using e-cigarettes, and tried to keep himself sober and rational.
In this process, Commissioner Smith gradually realized the real intention of Bai Ye giving him e-cigarettes. This is not just a simple consolation, but also a test and reminder. Bai Ye hopes that he can keep a clear mind and firm will, and not be confused and swayed by anything. He understood Bai Ye's good intentions and strengthened his determination and belief.
In the end, Commissioner Smith successfully controlled his dependence on e-cigarettes within a reasonable range. He learned how to use e-cigarettes correctly to relax himself and relieve stress, while also maintaining his sobriety and rationality.
After realizing the deep meaning behind Bai Ye's gift of e-cigarettes, Commissioner Smith felt a strong sense of self-reflection and determination. He knew that true loyalty and following should not be bound by any external objects, and should not let temporary enjoyment become a stumbling block on his way forward. So, he made an amazing decision.
He stood up and looked firmly at the deep night sky outside the window, as if saying goodbye to his past. Then, he strode out of the room, crossed the quiet street, and came to an inconspicuous trash can. He stopped, took out the exquisite box of e-cigarettes from his pocket, stared for a moment, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. But in the end, he resolutely threw the e-cigarette into the trash can, and the "click" sound seemed to be a signal for him to say goodbye to the past.
However, Commissioner Smith's actions did not end there. He squatted down and began to search in the trash can. The air around him was filled with unpleasant odors, but he seemed to be unaware of it. Finally, he found some fruit peel debris, which may be useless garbage in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it became the beginning of his new life. He carefully put the peels into the box that originally contained the e-cigarettes, with a satisfied smile on his face.
After finishing all this, Commissioner Smith stood up, patted the dust off his hands, and his eyes became more determined. He turned and walked to the parking place of his power armor, which was a high-tech and powerful equipment that allowed him to fly freely in the air. He quickly put on the power armor, started the engine, and with a roar, he took off into the sky.
In the night sky, Commissioner Smith drove the power armor to shuttle between the stars, and the speed was astonishing. He looked down at the city below, and an unprecedented freedom and release surged in his heart. However, this freedom did not last long, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a group of flying birds. Those birds flew freely in the night sky, carefree, as if mocking his bondage and struggle.
An inexplicable anger rose in Commissioner Smith's heart, and he felt that he was provoked by these birds. He slapped the control console of the power armor and took out a bag of concrete from his pocket. This bag of concrete was originally the material he prepared for a certain project, but now it has become a tool for him to vent his anger. He opened the bag without hesitation, poured out the concrete, and swooped down on the birds.
"You free birds! Taste the feeling of being bound too!" Commissioner Smith roared, driving the power armor to chase the birds madly in the air. His movements became extremely swift and wild, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and dissatisfaction on these innocent creatures.
However, the birds were obviously not afraid of this sudden "invader". They flexibly dodged Commissioner Smith's attacks, sometimes swooping down, sometimes soaring into the sky, as if they were fighting a life-and-death battle with him. This chase lasted for a long time until Commissioner Smith's physical strength and patience reached their limits.
Finally, he stopped his movements and panted at the birds that had already gone away. There was both unwillingness and relief in his eyes. He realized how stupid and absurd his behavior was. He began to reflect on why he became so irritable and out of control. Was it because of his dependence on e-cigarettes? Or because of the blind execution of Bai Ye's orders? He didn't know. But he knew he had to change all that.
Commissioner Smith slowly landed on an open grassland, took off his power armor, and sat aside to think quietly. The night breeze blew across his face, bringing a hint of coolness and sobriety. He took a deep breath and felt the tranquility and freedom. He knew that he still had a long way to go and many tests to face. But he also believed that as long as he remained sober and rational, he would be able to overcome all difficulties and challenges.
At this moment, Commissioner Smith was no longer the person who was confused by e-cigarettes, nor was he the puppet who blindly executed orders. He had become a warrior with his own thoughts and will. He knew that he would always follow Bai Ye, but he also knew that he would interpret this loyalty and following in his own way.
Although Commissioner Smith had gained unprecedented sobriety and rationality in his reflection, the primitive impulse and desire deep in his heart had not completely subsided. He looked at the black mamba basketball bird flying again in the sky. Those birds drew beautiful arcs in the air with their unique posture and speed, but also aroused new waves in his heart.
"Black mamba basketball bird..." Commissioner Smith muttered to himself, and information about this bird emerged in his mind. He remembered that these birds were not only named strangely, but also famous for their sharp beaks and powerful wings. They could easily smash the windshield of a helicopter, posing a serious threat to flight safety. This realization made his mood, which had been slightly relieved by reflection, tense again.
He stood up, his eyes flashing with complex light in the night. On the one hand, he knew that he should remain calm and rational and should not be driven by impulse; on the other hand, the desire for food and the desire to challenge danger kept tempting him. In the end, desire overcame reason, and he made a decision that shocked himself in the future.
Commissioner Smith took out a small and exquisite pistol from his power armor. It was his common weapon when performing missions. He gently stroked the gun body, feeling the cold metal texture, and an inexplicable excitement and tension surged in his heart. He aimed at the most conspicuous black mamba basketball bird in the sky and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" The gunshot rang in the night sky, breaking the original tranquility. The Black Mamba basketball bird shook violently in the air, and then fell down like a kite with a broken string. Commissioner Smith did not stop, he fired continuously, and the Black Mamba basketball birds were shot one after another and fell to the ground. His movements were swift and accurate, as if he was conducting a silent hunt.