Chen Fan's memories overlapped. He looked at the information on the identity card in his hand and immediately understood what was going on.
"A deserter." Chen Fan murmured.
He recalled that the previous owner of this body was a Chinese American. He was thin and weak, and he was always bullied in the training camp, so he escaped.
Unexpectedly, before they could escape, they encountered a small team from the country that came to ambush them.
If Chen Fan hadn't come here in the state of the Devil and killed the assault team of the country, his body would have been blown into pieces.
"Let's leave the scene first."
Chen Fan wiped some mud on his chest. He didn't want anyone to see the hole in his chest.
He thought for a moment and put the identification cards of these soldiers into his pocket.
In times of war, being a deserter was a very serious matter.
He remembered that during World War II, once the deserters of the country were caught, they would be engaged in minesweeping work. Under normal circumstances, they would definitely be killed by the explosion.
Although the US was more humane, deserters in the US military camp could not avoid being court-martialed. They might even become the model one and be shot dead.
Chen Fan thought to himself. If he wanted to survive, he had to do two things.
First, find a living person before 2 am and obtain divine power points to maintain his life.
Second, get rid of the identity of a deserter and stay with a normal identity.
Chen Fan pondered as he walked toward the military camp.
At this moment, the sky was almost bright. Every morning, his comrades had to cross the mountain in front of them and carry out a five-kilometer cross-country training. He took the opportunity to follow them and sneak back to the military camp. When the time came, he would just have to think of an excuse to get back.
At least, there were many capable people in the military camp. Some of them had divine power points. The higher the ability, the more divine power points they would obtain. This way, they would not be killed at two in the morning.
Chen Fan followed the memory in his mind and ran on the mountain road back to the military camp. Near the end, a group of soldiers were running quickly, leaving only a small white man far behind.
Chief Brian stood under the flagpole at the finish line, holding the record sheet in his hand.
"Run faster! The first person to get the flag would be able to ride in the same car as Agent Cater.”
Brian crossed his arms and shouted at the soldiers.
When the soldiers heard that they would be able to share a car with the handsome and cold Agent Kate if they grabbed the flag, they were instantly motivated.
They rushed over like a swarm of bees and fought to snatch the flag.
"In the past 17 years, no one has been able to snatch this flag.”
Brian crossed his arms and stood at the side, watching with a smile. In his eyes, the soldiers fighting for the flag were like a circus performance, and he was more like an audience watching a show.
Chen Fan gradually caught up with the team. All the soldiers had rushed over to snatch the flag, except for a small white man who was left behind by the soldiers and ran with difficulty.
Chen Fan followed behind the short man and ran at a moderate pace.
He was not interested in snatching the flag or sharing a carriage with a beautiful woman. He was thinking about how to obtain god art points.
"It would be great if we could grab the flag.”
The short white man tried his best to run towards the flagpole. He looked at the strong soldiers who were fighting for the flag on the flagpole.
He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.
"Snatching the flag requires brains, not brute force. If you use your brain a little, you will realize that the essence of the matter is very simple. Only brute force was the behavior of a boorish man.”
Chen Fan looked at him from afar after hearing the words of the short white man. Finally, his gaze fell on the bottom of the flagpole and he shook his head.
"Chen Fan! Why are you here? They all thought you ran away. Chief Brandt sent a lot of people to look for you. How are you going to explain it later?”
When the short white man heard Chen Fan's words, he quickly turned around and looked at the person who appeared in front of him in surprise. This familiar figure was Chen Fan, who had disappeared for a night.
"The best explanation is to appear in front of the officer. As for the flag, you should use your brain more.”
Chen Fan said disapprovingly and gave him a gentle smile. The moment the short white man turned around, he remembered.
The short white man was called Steve, his comrade in the training camp.
Because of their poor physical fitness, the two of them always dragged the team back and were always the targets of bullying. Therefore, they could be considered to appreciate each other and thus established a relatively deep friendship.
Chen Fan looked at Steve and was attracted by the white light above his head. A Divine Power Point was clearly visible in the white light above his head.
Chen Fan's eyes lit up like a cheetah seeing food.
What was marked on Steve's head was the magical power point he wanted.
In Chen Fan's memory, only Steve had a good relationship with him.
He and Steve were thin and weak, and they had always been bullied. They did not have a good relationship with others.
If he wanted to get his first god art point from someone else, it would definitely take some twists and turns. He might as well get Steve's god art point first.
He quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the people who were fighting for the flag in the distance. This kind of flag snatching trick was extremely childish to him. He had no intention of participating in such activities and was staring blankly at the god art points on the heads of the soldiers.
Chen Fan was focused on the Divine Power Points on their foreheads.
"Use your brain?"
Steve leaned over and followed Chen Fan's gaze. After looking for a long time, he only saw the tall flagpole and the heads of the soldiers who were fighting for the flag.
He racked his brain but still couldn't figure out what else he could do about taking down the flag other than climbing up and taking it down.
"Do you see the nuts and irons under the flagpole? Do you know what it's used for?"
Chen Fan pointed at the nut at the base of the flagpole and said with a smile.
"I know. It's used to fix the flagpole. What's the method?”
Steve looked in the direction Chen Fan was pointing at, rubbing his head hard. He racked his brains for a long time, but he still didn't understand what Chen Fan was trying to say.
"Think about it and you'll know.”
Chen Fan said no more. He glanced at Steve. It was up to him whether he could figure it out or not.
Steve scratched his head and suddenly exclaimed,""I know!"
"The screw is used to fix the flagpole. If you pull out the screw and the fixing rod and put down the flagpole, you can get the flag!”
Steve said excitedly.
Chen Fan looked at the excited Steve and was speechless. He was just sitting in a car with a beautiful woman. Why was he so excited?
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