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The wind swept across the land, and the vegetation was barren. In the early spring in the North, the cold was still strong. A group of camouflage green trucks was running hot on the suburban road. There was a truck equipped with a machine gun at the front and rear of the group.

Protected by armored vehicles, and accompanied by two helicopters carrying rockets overhead, any idiot knows that this convoy has a long history.

This is a military road with a military restricted area around it. Vehicles, people and even animals that enter illegally will be turned into garbage.

The road winds in the valley, passes through forests, crosses streams, and finally disappears under a large mountain.

The convoy stopped for a moment at the end of the road, and the helicopter turned around and left. As the hum of the rotors faded away, the number of cars on the road also decreased one by one, until the entire convoy was completely swallowed up by the rocky mountain.

Under a huge rock on the top of the mountain, hidden among the vegetation, a gray machine groaned in a low voice. It was an air suction machine. The air was drawn into it by the fan, filtered through the first layer, and twisted along the pipe.

Moving forward, in front of the main filter, it merges with countless air entering from other suction machines, passes through the complex device of the main filter, and is then distributed to different ventilation ducts. The air comes out of the ventilation grille along the way.

The front is wide open.

A bright hall, with trucks and two armored vehicles parked on one side, and instruments on the other side. In the center of the hall stands a cylindrical device with a silvery surface, connecting the ground and ceiling, occupying almost half of the hall.

It takes up one-third of the space of the hall. There is a door in the lower part of the cylindrical device, and at this moment, trucks are entering and exiting through it.

Beside the door, an officer was talking to a man in a white coat.

"Colonel Liu Yun, can you give your men a break? They are walking around here and it will affect our people's work."

"Director Jiang, it's okay. My men are used to high-intensity training every day. It's really torture to make them sit still." When Liu Yun spoke, he smiled as usual.

Jiang Lin shook his head: "Forget it, I won't waste any words on you. You are always reasonable. However, I always feel a little strange that the higher-ups want you to lead the team in person this time."

Liu Yun said softly "Oh".

Jiang Lin continued: "Look, you are the person directly in charge here, and you can be considered a commander after all. This kind of inspection operation is quite risky. It is too unreasonable for the commander to do it in person."

"I took the initiative to ask to go."

"What?" Jiang Lin was surprised, "You still have a wife and children. The reliability rate of this piece of shit is less than 50%. In the first ten experiments, 90 people went out, and only 51 came back. This kind of thing

If others don’t know, how can we not know?”

"I know very well," Liu Yun still smiled so easily, "Director Jiang, although we have worked together for a long time, you have never understood me, so it is difficult for us to become friends. It is a pity."

Jiang Lin was stunned.

At this time, a heavily armed sergeant approached Liu Yun, saluted, and shouted: "Report to the captain, loading and unloading are complete, please give instructions."

Liu Yun nodded and said to Jiang Lin: "Director Jiang, let's go to the console."

Jiang Lin asked in confusion: "What are you doing at the console? Isn't it time for you to go in?"

Liu Yun suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and held it against Jiang Lin's chest: "I said, you don't understand me, don't waste your breath, go ahead."

Jiang Lin was dumbfounded. He was just a simple scientist. He never thought that one day the gun would be pressed against his chest, and cold sweat dripped out for a while.

Liu Yun put the handkerchief in his hand and waved the muzzle of the gun: "Hurry up, our time is precious."

The console is surrounded by a circle of one-way transparent bulletproof glass. There is only a small armored door. Entry must be through electronic authentication of fingerprints and retinas. Liu Yun and Jiang Lin both have information in the computer, and Liu

Yun's men were not qualified, so they had no choice but to stay outside. Liu Yun escorted Jiang Lin into the console. There were already three staff members inside. They all panicked when they saw the gun in Liu Yun's hand.

"Everyone, please don't mess up," Liu Yun nodded friendly towards them, "Do what you should do and don't worry about me."

"You - what do you want?" Jiang Lin finally remembered what he should ask.

"Nothing, I just want you to change the parameters of this transmission and change the year 890 AD to 1890 AD, which is 135 years ago. This is not a difficult task, right?"

"What - what did you do in 1890?" Jiang Linda was puzzled.

"I told you that you don't understand me anymore. I want to be a person who creates history, not a person who is created by history. Do you understand?"

"You want to change history? Don't you know, history is a vertically upward tree. Without the intervention of certain hormones, it will never have bifurcations and will only continue to develop upward. Our time machine can combine people and

Items are transported to a certain node of the tree of history like nutrients and water. When these substances at the end of the tree of history are sent to the nodes below it, they will produce interfering hormones, prompting the emergence of branches. The new history is at that node.

Developing on the branches does not affect the trunk of the tree of history, so changing history is simply impossible."

Liu Yun still responded with a smile: "Nonsense, we all know this, didn't you hear clearly just now? I want to create history, not change history. I just want to promote the emergence of a branch of history, and then in that

Survive in the branched history and do the things I want to do. Is this clear?"

Jiang Lin was dumbfounded again. He calmed down and thought about it, and felt that it made sense. Then he realized that this was crazy: "So you don't want to come back? Do you want to live in ancient times forever? No one there knows you. They

Will kill you."

Liu Yundao: "Don't worry about this. You didn't see clearly just now. Most of those trucks are weapons, ammunition and other military equipment, not the inspection equipment you imagined. The soldiers I brought here want to follow me."

Aspiring young people who want to do something, and the 11 expedition members are all my own people. With those advanced weapons, coupled with rigorously trained special forces, and a commander with goals and wisdom, in that

Times, we will definitely be able to do what we want to do.”

Jiang Lin had nothing to say. He was too immersed in professional knowledge to think further on other issues. Facing the gun, he could only follow the orders of the crazy officer in front of him.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Lin nodded to Liu Yun: "The parameter modification is completed."

"Lock automatic countdown, 5 minutes, hurry up." Liu Yun was still smiling, although his heart had reached the highest peak of ups and downs in his life.

"Okay." Jiang Lin did his job without any sloppiness.

"Everyone, get out!" Liu Yun pushed Jiang Lin and pointed the gun at the other three people, so the five people walked out of the control room together.

Outside, a group of white coats squatted on the ground, all with silver bracelets hanging on them. The 25 special forces soldiers brought by Liu Yun had already taken control of the situation.

Seeing Liu Yun coming out, a soldier came forward to report: "Report, all contact with the outside world has been cut off, and the sensor arranged in Channel 3 shows that the troops outside are ramming the door with tanks."

Liu Yun shouted an order: "The first team came and cuffed these four people, the second team drove the two armored vehicles in, and the other team members immediately entered the container. We have less than five minutes, so hurry up!"

The 36 adventurers began to act in an orderly manner. Liu Yun took the handkerchief from Jiang Lin's hand and began to wipe the sweat on his head. He shouted in his heart: "It's almost done. It's almost successful. God is on my side. No matter what the fate, no matter what."

I win!"

He walked into the "container" with the steps of a winner, that silver-white cylinder.

Five minutes later, a Type 98 medium tank broke open the last thick iron door and rushed into the hall. Soldiers in black and green swarmed in. They saw the handcuffed men in white coats and the empty trucks.
Chapter completed!