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"Little baby, this is your first time on the battlefield, right?"

An energetic voice suddenly came, and then a middle-aged man wearing black armor with an empty left eye and a normal right eye appeared next to Su Chen, and said with a smile: "I can tell at a glance, you are definitely not up. Fight on the battlefield."

"This immature appearance reminds me of the first time I went on the battlefield."

Su Chen turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and said softly: "Actually, it's not my first time on the battlefield."

Is your appearance very immature?

In fact, it's really not his first time on the battlefield.

In the first group mission, when he went to the Eastern Han Dynasty, when the 200,000 Xiliang Army attacked, he also saw it.

To be honest, the 200,000 army is very tidy, advancing forward, and it is indeed shocking.

But in general, according to the 200,000 army, they are all ordinary soldiers.

Although he is very strong, the Beiwu Battlefield is really...very different.

"Hahaha... OK, you are not on the battlefield for the first time, you are a veteran!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly. He didn't refute, young man!

When he first came to the battlefield, he was still so young, he might be the proud man in the university. It is not incomprehensible to say such a thing.

After all, for the first time on the battlefield, recruits, no one wants to hang this title on his head.

"Little baby, ask you something. How old are you this year?"

"Twenty."

Su Chen's expression remained unchanged and said softly.

"Is it twenty?"

The middle-aged man was startled, his eyes lost, and he murmured, "This is a very good age!"

"I think back then, we were also at this age, and we were so prosperous..."

Having said this, the middle-aged man sighed, looked at Su Chen and said, "Little baby, before you come, maybe your teacher has already told you."

"But I still want to tell you that here, living is the capital of everything."

"Dead, but there is nothing left."

"Also... outside of this city gate, don't believe anyone, including our own people. People are sinister, and here, they can be fully reflected."

Su Chen's eyes flashed upon hearing this, and he asked softly: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

"Just ask!"

"What is your biggest dream?"

"My biggest dream!"

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky and smiled bitterly: "My biggest dream is to stop wars and tragedy news from spreading. Everyone is quiet, happy, and ordinary lives together, and nothing comes out. Have a meal outside and drink a little wine, that would be great!"

"The war... after so many years of fighting, so many compatriots died, what is the point?"

"Those enemies, why... they must come to invade us? Do they feel happy in their hearts watching us die tragically?"

"Little boy, maybe you don't understand, why my dream is not that the enemy will die, but peace and quiet?"

Su Chen stood by and looked at the middle-aged man quietly.

He thought that the dream of a middle-aged man was to restore his left eye to normal.

After all, one eye, how can two eyes be comfortable?

Only people with disabilities can understand how beautiful a normal body is?

"Peace is already very good."

The middle-aged man sighed, and said: "The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. Everyone knows that the other party is not fighting us seriously."

"So, it's impossible to realize the idea of ​​letting the other party die."

"In this case, it is meaningless to treat it as a dream."

"But I heard that the sky will burst after the death of the opponent's king-level powerhouse, forming a short black line of cracks. I thought, if I could see this scene before I died, then I would be... No regrets."