Chapter 60 Desert Special Forces

Although it was the New Year, the members of the Wasteland Reclamation Army quickly arrived on the scene and took over the management of this other-dimensional space from the Triumph Army and the Star Warrior Police.

Jiang Xiao had to admit that he was somewhat surprised when he saw the Wasteland Reclamation Army jumping out of their vehicles.

Two military jeeps, only two squads came, eight people in total.

The attire of these eight people wasn't uniform, but it was all mainly grayish-yellow.

One of the men was wearing desert camouflage, which was relatively representative. The rest of the men and women, their clothes, pants, and even shoes, were basically based on grayish-yellow and grayish-black tones.

What really amazed Jiang Xiao was that they were either wrapped in grayish-yellow scarves or wearing grayish-yellow lower-face masks, as if they were about to attack the desert and were wearing scarves to block the wind and sand.

At first glance, they looked like special forces in the desert. Their clothes were similar but their styles were consistent.

But now the problem appeared. Why were some people wearing scarves and others wearing lower-face masks?

Wasn't this the military? Why wasn't the attire uniform?

Well, if Jiang Xiao had seen this picture online, he would have definitely typed away furiously on the keyboard...

But facing these eight "desert" soldiers silently walking towards him, Jiang Xiao didn't dare to utter a single fart...

The members of the Wasteland Reclamation Army wore their hats low, and the hats weren't uniform either, some with special operations camouflage and others with round-brimmed hunter camouflage.

So... was this a special unit?

Because it was special, it wasn't like a normal team?

Looking at the Star Warrior Police patrolling the streets under martial law, all wearing neat and uniform SWAT uniforms, majestic and high-spirited.

And then looking at the Triumph Army in their orange-yellow camouflage...

Wait, that's not right either. The Night Watchers were equally famous as the Wasteland Reclamation Army.

Looking at the Night Watchers' uniform equipment, their cool black outfits, the blood-red "Night" character armbands, the wide black fur cloaks, any random photo of them could be used as a promotional photo, each one was so handsome it was off the charts.

Jiang Xiao curiously observed,

He noticed that although the Wasteland Reclamation Army soldiers didn't wear very uniform clothes, they all wore armbands with the character "Huang" (wasteland) written on them. He didn't know who designed the armbands, but they had a desert camouflage background and the font was dark wheat yellow, so the font wasn't very eye-catching.

Although these two teams of eight seemed ordinary, they truly had a "house-guarding" effect as they marched into Central Avenue.

The aura was invisible, but it was real.

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue wouldn't be able to talk to the Wasteland Reclamation Army. After all, this was a national secret force, and they were on a mission.

But one of the young soldiers seemed to recognize the siblings. When he saw them at the scene, he was really worried for a while, and he even came forward to check on their health. After confirming that they were okay, this guy quickly left.

"With the mask and sunglasses, they're dressed like they're going to be bandits, right?" Jiang Xiao and the others stood outside the gate of the other-dimensional space, and he whispered as he watched the young soldier disappear, "Do you know him?"

Han Jiangxue shook her head and said, "Surname Qin, I haven't heard of him, and his voice is unfamiliar. Let's ask Uncle Xia when we get back."

Jiang Xiao nodded. That guy had introduced himself as surnamed Qin, and his voice sounded very young. To be able to join the Wasteland Reclamation Army at such a young age, he must be a genius.

Jiang Xiao suddenly had an idea and asked, "When our parents were on missions, did they also dress like these desert bandits?"

Xia Yan, who was next to him, suddenly said, "I have seen Xia Shan Hai's travel photos."

Jiang Xiao became interested and curiously asked, "Was it the same style as these Wasteland Reclamation Army people?"

Xia Yan thought for a while and said, "He used to like wearing a mask, covering his entire head except for his eyes and mouth."

Fire... Firebird Fighter?

Jiang Xiao scratched his head and said, "He was originally going to rob a bank, right? Then he got lost and joined the army along the way?"

Xia Yan: "......"

The crisis was temporarily resolved. After the Wasteland Reclamation Army arrived, Jiang Xiao and the others were kicked out. In the end, Jiang Xiao didn't say a word to the Triumph Army people. Alas, he hoped they would remember that he was a student in Class 1, Senior Year 3, of Jiangbin No. 1 High School.

But they shouldn't forget. During the battle just now, Jiang Xiao was like a broken record, saying it over and over again...

The trio returned to where they had parked, and after confirming their identities with the patrolling police several times, they finally left Central Avenue.

This morning's "shopping" was indeed beyond a few people's expectations. Unexpectedly, as the end of the year approached, such a thing would happen. But now it wasn't something they could get involved in with their identities. Let's go back and watch the news.

If there was no news, then they would wait for notification.

Xia Yan sent the siblings home, and at Han Jiangxue's insistence, she drove home for the New Year.

Finally, only the siblings were left at home. Jiang Xiao was busy tidying up the house, but he also felt a little dreamy.

Jiang Xiao shared his "time travel" experience with Han Jiangxue while putting up Spring Festival couplets.

Han Jiangxue was stunned. Could such a thing really happen in this world?

Illusion? Traveling to the future? Predicting the future? Or reasonable speculation and calculation of the future?

What was this? Was it some kind of Star Technique?

Jiang Xiao was also a little confused. He stood on the stool, putting up the horizontal scroll, and said, "I'm still a little confused. I don't know if I'll suddenly wake up at some point and then return to Central Avenue."

"This..." Han Jiangxue was momentarily speechless and suddenly began to doubt her life.

She was willing to believe Jiang Xiao. After all, she had seen everything Jiang Xiao had done, especially in the clothing store, where Jiang Xiao looked calm and collected, walked out covered in sweat, knew everything that was going to happen next, and solved many crises as if he were a prophet.

He casually saved a Triumph Army soldier, and without any advice or orders, he reasonably used various Star Techniques to support the Triumph Army, guiding Xia Yan to kill the special stone monsters, and after entering that other-dimensional space, he avoided a huge disaster.

So, he had experienced it all in a "dream"?

On the one hand, Han Jiangxue marveled at the magic of this matter, and on the other hand, she was anxious: How can I prove to him that all of this is not a dream?

Jiang Xiao put up the horizontal scroll, stood on the stool, looked down, and it was very convenient to sneak attack. He turned around, leaned down, and kissed her without saying a word!

*mua~*

Han Jiangxue was standing on the stool, originally to help Jiang Xiao stabilize the stool. She was still quietly thinking about how to help Jiang Xiao get out of his confusion when she suddenly felt Jiang Xiao's lips touch her forehead.

If you want to kiss, just kiss,

If you want to sneak attack, just sneak attack,

But what does it mean to add the sound effect "ua~" yourself?

Han Jiangxue's expression was shocked, her pupils contracted slightly, and her subconscious reaction was to kick the stool away.

*Thump!*

Jiang Xiao fell directly down, landing on his butt. Fortunately, his butt was already split in two.

"Ouch." Jiang Xiao rubbed his butt and looked up at Han Jiangxue.

Han Jiangxue lowered her head, her eyes looking at Jiang Xiao with a deep, quiet gaze, and her voice was clear and cold: "Is that real enough?"

Tsk tsk,

Real! Too real!

Jiang Xiao would never doubt this real world again.

"Hmph." Han Jiangxue snorted and walked into the house.

Jiang Xiao raised his head and looked at the Spring Festival couplet he had just put up with the horizontal scroll "Auspicious Stars Shine Brightly," wondering if he had put it up straight?

Jiang Xiao rubbed his butt and stood up,

Although his butt hurt a little, he did kiss her.

Well, it's not a loss!