When I got out of the car, a flat building appeared in front of me. It was estimated that it was only seven or eight stories high. This building is not like the glass-filled buildings I have seen elsewhere - it has few windows and it is also used for ventilation and looking outside; the walls are different from other buildings, and its walls are Gray instead of shiny marble; if it weren't in this building that there was a word for "Beijing Cosmic Guard Weapons Co., Ltd.," I thought it was a fortress.

        Two bodyguards in the car also got off with us, and the other two drove to the basement of the building. Two more bodyguards stepped out of the building's entrance to meet us and brought us to the interior of the building.

        "This is the Universe Guard Company," the assistant teacher said. "The Guards who fought bravely with the rebels are here. The weapons they use are all produced by the Universe Guard Company, including my utility knife."

        "Mr. Lin, is the company as a defender?"

        "The Defenders are just people who have genes like you, and they are against the rebels with the Universe Guard Company. The leader of the Defence Forces is the boss of the Universe Guard Company. Lei Zheng, who is already over seventy years old this year. He specifically sought out the people who had the gene and asked him to join the defense force, but the company’s employees were not defenders, and some were even ignorant. They only did what they had to do in the company. The defending army was initiated by Lei in his young age. However, the government does not believe him, why aliens are talking nonsense. But behind the universe guardian company is getting more and more powerful, but also attracted more and more guards to guard the crystal."

        We entered the space guard company with our bodyguards. At the entrance, there is a reception desk in front of which there are two receptionists. There are potted plants and plants next to the reception desk, and there is a large transparent screen in front of it, and a huge screen hangs behind the reception desk. However, the teaching assistant bypassed all this and turned to go to the elevator room on the left side of the reception desk.

        The four bodyguards stopped in front of the reception and only left me and the assistant to the elevator.

        The elevator room is also nothing special. It is similar to the elevator in my school. But I noticed a detail - the elevator button is only up, not down, and the assistant has pressed the up button. But the place where the two bodyguards had just parked was in the basement. Could it be said that there is no access to the basement? Still in another place?

        I walked into the stairwell connected to the elevator. The stairwell was dark, and nothing could be seen. I turned on the lights in the stairwell. Sure enough, there was no downstairs, only the upstairs.

        "Jiang Ming, the elevator arrived." The assistant told me when the elevator "squeaked" sounded.

        "okay."

        We got on the elevator. There are one to eight layers of buttons in the elevator, but they are not negative on the first floor.

        The teaching assistant pressed the key on the seventh floor, and the button's light was on. But when the elevator's display just showed up, he picked up the third floor button and the light on the third floor button lighted up. The up arrow on the elevator's display disappeared for a few seconds, then came on again. Then he picked up the button on the sixth floor.

        In this way, the teaching assistant has successively pressed the buttons on the second floor, the fourth floor, and the fifth floor, and only the lights on the first floor and the eighth floor left. Finally, the assistant teacher pressed the buttons on the first floor and the eighth floor. Then, the elevator's display was cleared, and all elevator keys were also extinguished.

        The elevator's lights dimmed, and only the purple-blue light shone through the elevator slit. At this time, the elevator display shows again, but instead of the upward arrow, it is the downward arrow.

        I can clearly feel that the elevator is going down. The floor of the display has also changed from the first floor to the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor... until it stops on the eighth floor. The elevator's lights came on again, and the down arrow on the elevator's display disappeared. I also heard the “negative eighth floor, come.” sound from the elevator buzzer.

        The elevator door opened and I and the assistant went out of the elevator. Outside the elevator is a place similar to a large training ground, where a man is punching. But the top of the training ground is empty. There are only a few intricate promenades. Occasionally, there are several people passing by on the promenade.

        "This is the secret base of the Defence Forces," the assistant teacher said. "You can reach the eighth floor by going down the elevator on the first floor, but the other floors can only be escalated. This is the bottom floor, and the top is minus seven to minus. On the first floor, the assistant teacher pointed to the upper gallery. "I'll give you a coded paper that will reach the bottom. Now we go to the small conference room first."

        The assistant took me away from the training ground and walked into a gallery on the ground floor. When we got inside, the assistant took me into a room.

        There are three people in the room. One is a young man of about thirty years of age. It seems that the root-assist is about the same age and taller, and his dark hair falls flat on his head. He was wearing an orange trench coat and dark trousers, standing behind the large sofa in the middle of the room.

        Sitting on the sofa is a white male, and he is combing back with brown hair. His muscles are huge and developed, reminding me of today's equally muscular terrorists. He only wore a black jacket and dark jeans. He was also carrying a fat cigar, and the smoke he had smoked sucked through the exhaust at the top of the room. His blue eyes and strong eyebrows looked up at the assistant who had just come in.

        The other is a young woman of about 18 years old, leaning against a white wall. Her long black hair is on her shoulders. She wears red leather and black leather pants. She looks exceptionally delicate, with no trace of blemishes on her pale cheeks. She had a mobile phone in her hand, and when she noticed me coming in, she put it back in her pocket.

        "Oh, Cody!" the assistant said in English, and then said in Chinese: "I came back and brought him!"

        The white man pulled his cigar out of his mouth and stood up to shake hands with the assistant. He said in more standard Chinese: "It's time to return! It's okay!"

        "This is Cody," the assistant said to me. "He is the boxer of the defending force, American."

        Cody turned to me and stretched out a strong hand to shake my hand. "It's Jiang Ming, it's been a big name! It's nice to meet you."

        "Yes, me too."

        The two people behind the room also stepped forward. "This is Yuan Zhenyu," the assistant pointed at the young man. "He is the sniper of the defending army. He will shower in the places where he will..."

        "Fart!" cried the young man.

        Then the young man said to me, "Don't listen to him. My name is Yuan Zhenyu. You told Jiang Ming to do it. Fortunately fortunately, we will all be comrades in the future!"

        The assistant teacher turned to the young woman and said to me, "This is Guo Yao, the female swordsman defending the army."

        The young woman nodded like me, "Jiang Ming, welcome to join the defense force!"

        “These three are all defenders. If you have any questions, you can ask them. Now, let us sit down first.”

        We sat down at the conference table. There is nothing special about this meeting room: a wall of white paper, a sofa and a conference table, several chairs, and a very nice chandelier. There is a promenade outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the table.

        The teaching assistant first spoke: “First, welcome Jiang Ming to join the defense force. Jiang Ming, your ability is very strong, without you we do not have any chance of victory. According to intelligence, the rebel’s “fishing net” action has failed - it is today "The thing." The assistant gave me a "you know" look, and then said: "Same as the "catching" action, did not cause any casualties other than the Earth rebel, because they do not want to accidentally hurt the target. But now, Jiang Ming has joined us. The target of the rebels has changed from 'Catching Jiang Ming' to 'Murdering Jiang Ming'. Therefore, our army must train Jiang Ming."

        "Training? I didn't even know what I was going to do, and I stumbled into a defense force." I interrupted the assistant's voice angrily. "I don't know if anything needs me to do it. Now I'm Because of all sorts of reasons the terrorists hunted down, I didn't understand it at all!"

        "Calm, brother, I have also experienced, you will accept." Cody advised.

        “Jiang Ming, our goal is to defend the alien’s seventh crystal, otherwise the Earth will no longer exist. Your school will be able to live in the Defence Army because the terrorists have to wait two weeks for the danger to be lifted. Base, you need to wait for your genes to settle down before you go to school.As for your genes, we will let you feel strong this evening.Training and so on.

        "Now let's talk about the recent actions. Since Jiang Ming doesn't understand this yet, let me explain first. Defending Army officer Zhan Yaoze was arrested by the rebels in April of this year's 'Armed Forces' campaign, so plan to implement rescue after three weeks. The location will inform everyone in advance. Jiang Ming will not participate in the war because of lack of combat experience."

        "Operation?" I once interrupted the teaching assistant. "What does 'combat' mean? Do I want to go to the battlefield?"

        "Yes, but only in an emergency, most of them are fighting a trade war. But if the rebels want to recapture Crystal, we must face the war. This is not a question of one or two terrorist attacks, but a war. In such a situation, our personnel are arrested and cannot be recovered. Your genes are used to do this. They are all fighting genes.

        "About the details of this rescue will be discussed later. Jiang Ming, you now have any questions you can ask, after all, we did not give you enough to understand."

        My question is simply too much. I don't even know where to start.

        After brooding for a moment, I asked: "My genes are fighting genes, right? What is that?"

        "That's a very powerful gene," said Guo Yao, who sat sideways. "This powerful gene can make you invincible in battle. Every fighting gene has its own weapon. Mine is a long sword, and this gene can even let you learn martial arts yourself and use a blade to cut off a bullet that flies at high speed - this skill has saved me several times, and you can also use a gun to hit one and throw it from a tall building. The paperclips. These are all special genes that are all physical instincts."

        "I didn't realize that I have this kind of gene?"

        "This kind of gene is not too obvious." The TA further said, "It may have a little effect, but the most important thing is to go through a process to activate it. As for what... let's test it tonight." Develop your ultimate potential."