After Nie Ping finished speaking, he stood there and gave Zhang Yong time to think.
The overhead lights flickered on and off, as if the voltage was unstable.
There was a long silence.
Zhang Yong’s voice was a little dull:
"Chief, if this Lin An is him, why are the higher-ups just suspicious."
"He even named the base after the plan."
"Based on Lin An's performance in the simulation, he is more than a potential threat to the entire China..."
"Moreover, since you know this, why do you still object to the higher-ups interviewing him?"
Nie Ping pondered for a moment and glanced at the end of the corridor:
"It's precisely because Lin An used the word Long An when he established the base."
"If he had recovered all his memories, he would never do such a thing!"
"A man who is absolutely rational and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals will not expose himself to our sight."
"The scenes he experienced were so painful that he was filled with hatred for us."
"So, whenever he recovers his memory, he must be lurking, or even pretending to be someone else and actively sneaking into us."
"Then, bit by bit, kill all the executors of the original plan!"
"Leave no one behind!"
"So, the authorities think he only remembered the word Long An. After all, that is his most unforgettable memory."
"But for the sake of safety, the higher-ups still plan to test it out."
"After all, Lin An is a defective product and it's just a matter of loyalty."
"He performed very well in the simulation. At least in terms of completing tasks, he was able to complete almost all impossible tasks, but his methods were a little bloody."
“Such a perfect performance.”
"So many people feel that the issue of loyalty does not need to be too demanding."
Nie Pin suddenly turned around, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
"for example."
"I..."
Nie Ping climbed up from a small soldier to his current position step by step. He is not as rigid as some military families.
In his opinion, as long as he can complete the mission, he is a good soldier.
It's no use being obedient again.
That's cannon fodder.
The people above wished that everyone was like a robot, and that everyone was a loyal soldier.
He doesn't think so.
The question of loyalty?
As long as it's not treason.
Nie Ping continued with a somewhat complicated look:
"Besides."
"He rebelled against his superiors and killed his superiors because the settings of those scenes were too extreme."
"In addition, it is the end of the world now, and extraordinary measures must be taken in extraordinary times."
"This kind of talent can be put to great use as long as he is not allowed to regain his memory or simply develops feelings slowly."
"There are too few such warriors in our country."
Zhang Yong understood what the old general meant, and he hesitated and asked:
"Chief, I still don't understand something."
"Since Lin An performed so badly in the test, why did he just clear his memory?"
Nie Ping waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to worry about this issue anymore.
Zhang Yong's subtext is asking: Why not just kill Lin An?
That's the safest way.
"The superiors felt that cleaning up the memory was enough, and someone secretly took action to protect him."
"Who it is is not something you and I can discuss."
"This is the end of Lin An's matter. It depends on his reaction next."
"Keep talking about your business."
Zhang Yong nodded repeatedly. The news he learned today really shocked him.
Nie Ping pondered for a moment, then glanced at the light above his head that was restored, with a solemn expression on his face:
"I have already reported the [Long'an Plan] for you."
"You will report for duty tomorrow."
"Of course, this [Long'an Project] is a little different, but the purpose is still to cultivate powerful awakened warriors to fight against the doomsday."
"The higher authorities have learned lessons from the past and will not set up extreme scenarios again."
"So you don't have to worry too much."
"only..."
Nie Ping looked at Zhang Yong's face and sighed softly, word by word:
"You must remember who you are!"
After seeing Zhang Yong's firm nod, Nie Ping couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.
hope...
It's still not too late.
...
Longan base, celebration dinner.
The bonfire is warm, and the bright playground is full of laughter.
Groups of students talked and laughed, and everyone opened their hearts in a rare moment of relaxation.
The aroma of roasted lamb on the fire is fragrant.
Drops of fat dripped into the campfire along the crispy skin, splashing with sparks.
Lin An is sitting in the center, with Wen Ya on the left and An Jingtian on the right.
Zhang Tie took Gao Tian around and greeted other survivors with a cheerful face.
The fire flickered.
Lin An's side face was painted a soft orange-red color, while Wen Ya sat beside him and slowly turned the grill.
"Brother Lin, haven't we ever replied or privately chatted with the Capital Military Region?"
An Jingtian used a dagger to cut open the roasted crispy lamb leg and handed it to Lin An:
"I saw information about the Wangjiang Military Region in the channel, but not about the Linjiang Military Region."
Lin An took the fragrant leg of lamb and replied nonchalantly:
"It's nothing, don't worry about it."
"Pay attention to adding all survivors in the base to the base list. We will be able to see them when they send messages to the outside world."
"Tell this out so no one wants to talk privately."
An Jingtian wanted to say something more, but Lin An raised his hand to stop him.
To be continued...