Hurricane also had troops stationed in East Africa.
At that time, when the ship docked at the port, the troops stationed in East Africa would come to pick them up.
The voyage at sea was extremely boring, and they had to deal with the harsh sailing environment.
On the day of departure, they encountered a storm.
At night, the sea breeze was very strong, and the waves hit the cargo ship. Even the experienced Gong Jie could not sleep well at night. When he slept on the bed, he felt dizzy, as if he was lying on the top of the waves. He wanted to vomit, but because he did not eat anything, he could not vomit at all.
All communication relied on the satellite phone.
On the ship, they could not eat anything too greasy. Other than nutritious cans, pure water, and all kinds of fruits, meat was basically eliminated.
Dawn.
Gong Jie could not sleep, so he came to the deck early, chewing on a nutrition bar, and looked at the sunrise on the horizon with a calm expression.
"Did you not sleep at all last night?"
Zhu Que's voice came from behind.
Gong Jie turned around and glanced at her. "Why are you not asleep?"
"It's my turn to be on duty tonight."
Zhu Que strode over. "Immediately. I'm going to rest for a while. If I don't rest well, how can I deal with the next battle?"
As a mercenary, Zhu Que had a very powerful ability.
That was, no matter when, where, what happened, whether sitting, lying, kneeling, or lying down, as long as she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, she could quickly fall asleep in ten seconds without being affected by the environment.
This was not considered powerful.
What was really powerful was that even when she was asleep, she could control when she woke up.
She remembered that once, when she was carrying out an operation in the wild, she was lying on the battlefield, surrounded by corpses. The place where she lay was full of stinking blood.
But when she closed her eyes, she quickly fell asleep.
The rain of bullets and cannon fire did not wake her up.
Under the cover of the trenches, she slept very peacefully.
At night, the war subsided, and she had enough sleep. When she woke up, she snuck into the enemy's base with her own strength and killed the exhausted enemy one by one.
Zhu Que was absolutely an outstanding mercenary.
For her, as long as the target was chosen by her employer, to her, killing was no different from stepping on an ant.
Sometimes, Gong Jie was envious of her good quality of sleep.
Gong Jie bit on the nutrition bar and suddenly asked curiously, "How did you do it?"
"What?"
"Sleeping when you want to, this is also a kind of ability."
Sometimes, Gong Jie would have insomnia. Sometimes, he would dream of many people.
Mu Qingcheng, Yun Shishi …
Those messy people made up a messy dream.
So much so that no matter how long he slept, he still felt groggy.
The Vermilion Bird smiled and walked over. She leaned against the railing and enjoyed the sea breeze. She calmly said, "Because besides killing people, I have nothing to worry about."
She didn't have any burdens or concerns.
He had no family, no lover.
To her, she was all alone in the world and did not need to worry about anything.
At the same time, feelings were a huge taboo for her.
Whenever she touched it, it would become a burden to her.
Therefore, even though he was almost twenty-seven years old, he was still alone.
"Won't you feel lonely?"
Gong Jie smiled. "Your life is made up of smelly things."
Money, blood.
Would such a person really not feel lonely?
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