Chen Xiaoxiang's story came to an abrupt end. In the bustling but calm flow of people at Longshan University, she became distracted, as if the buzzing communicator around her waist did not exist, and her eyes contained a light that seemed to light up the underground city. , but like the street lights that will go out on time at five o'clock in the morning, the passing light is swallowed up in the skylight that is about to rise. And this is the surface of the earth, and underground is the fixed light that rotates eternally.
However, there was light in her eyes.
"It's time for me to go." Chen Xiaoxiang said. She stood up and stretched out her hand towards the proud student of Longshan University in front of her.
"I hope that next time I finish telling the story, I can also bring my story with him."
Wang Xiaolin felt that her palms were wrapped in a layer of calluses, which were rough and warm. She was also a little absent-minded because she did not expect Chen Xiaoxiang to say goodbye in such a masculine and serious way. So she hugged her tightly, and then immediately let go, smiling: "Yes, I will record your story. I hope you come back safely."
Chen Xiaoxiang didn't like to make promises to others that might not necessarily be fulfilled, so she just opened her lips and said simply: "Okay."
Longshan University is not quiet in the afternoon. The artificial sun panels on the dome are no more advanced than those in Jinping District and Sun Viewing District. The light is of course hazy and unreal, but the vigorous vitality here covers the shrouded falsehood. This suddenly gave her a lot of confidence. She thought of the song she sang when she first met Shen Rusong.
She recalled an article she read when she was young, which said that if she met a girl singing loudly on the street, she was probably a student at Yongshan University or Chaoqiu University.
Then sing it, with your voice in her throat.
During the singing, Chen Xiaoxiang's figure gradually disappeared into the crowd.
It's still a few hours before we leave the dungeon and board the transport plane. Chen Xiaoxiang went to Jinping District and watched silently for a while outside Shen Rusong's house. She knew that Shen Rusong had a younger sister who would take the unified examination soon, and she thought to herself that she would give her the rest of her luck. She and so many soldiers fought so hard to enable young people to live the life that should belong to them. Boring books and tedious work are better than guns and steel.
Chen Xiaoxiang didn't care what was captured by the Imperials in Xinghuli, and she was a little indifferent to her own experience. Even if the Imperials captured a mecha from Xinghuli, she would follow the order and raid the Imperials' base. Don't say that this time is just a raid on the savage's hometown. She had long-standing grievances, and it was not up to her as a mere sergeant to decide whether to negotiate or fight to the death. All she could do was obey orders and fight to the last moment.
It is enough to drive the imperial people out of the country and drive the savages into the deep mountains and forests.
Soon, Chen Xiaoxiang got on the transportation to the surface again. She and her companions did not ride on the maglev platform, but took the tunnel tram and climbed all the way up from the upward tunnel when they were in service. There seemed to be endless teams along the way, wounded soldiers coming down and new soldiers going up. Everyone's eyes seemed to be burning with a ball of fire, and when the phosphorus and fire connected, they became a dragon.
The harsh winter winds on the surface of the earth can blow off a layer of flesh and blood. Despite the biting cold, the coal containing fiery energy is poured into the industrial conveying well with the dumper, and the abyss-like pipes suck everything in. Chen Xiaoxiang and his party left Tianmen behind. In the empty airport in the middle of the mountain, they boarded an old-fashioned transport aircraft. This was the last reserve transport aircraft of the Renaissance Army Air Force. All armaments were put into the front line.
The transport plane rushed out of the freezing clouds, and Longshan quickly turned into a small thing only one finger long and wide outside the port window. The lake that still looked green underneath was Tianchi, a lake that originated from the Tianhai country. It is said that there has always been a white dragon inside, protecting Tianhai's national destiny.
Chen Xiaoxiang didn't really believe this. She thought, if there really is a white dragon, then it should never appear. There is a thought in people's hearts, which may be stronger than anything else.
Qamdo can be reached by transport plane in three hours. Changdu was clamped by the Imperial Army's forwards, so they naturally would not make preparations there. Instead, it is a newly arranged field airport outside Beiqin Base.
There were about three companies of airborne troops gathered here. Chen Xiaoxiang did not see the pride of belonging to the elite on everyone's face as usual, and many of them looked crazy and indifferent. It didn't take long for her new commander to explain why.
"This is a disciplinary force."
"We are short of people."
Chen Xiaoxiang did not protest, and of course she had no right to protest. All capable soldiers have been mobilized, and the use of punishment camps is also part of the problem.
"As the leading force, we airdropped above the Savage Valley, captured the air defense tower and then guided the follow-up troops to airborne. The first company was responsible for clearing and holding the field airport, the second company was responsible for destroying the air defense facilities, and the third company was responsible for establishing a peripheral defense line."
Someone asked: "The intelligence says there are tens of thousands of troops in Savage Valley, and they don't include wild beasts. We need the assistance of ground troops."
The commander replied: "The surface troops consist of four regiment-level battle groups including the Beiqin Infantry Regiment. They have arrived at the predetermined location."
"Your main goal is to give the enemy the illusion that you are here for a decapitation operation, so you must hold on until the last moment until reinforcements arrive. At the same time, another group of troops will destroy the affiliated mines and military industrial bases in Savage Valley. Destroy their war potential."
Someone sighed to Chen Xiaoxiang: "Cavalry, combat engineers, and airborne troops, we are born to be surrounded."
"Horse riding, armor, and air cavalry are pretty good." Chen Xiaoxiang said.
Before the commander could finish speaking, he spread out a portrait of a young woman. "This is the leader of the Savage Valley, the 'Binder'. As the actual leader of the Savage tribe, she is the glue of the tribe. If she is killed, the Savages will fall back into civil war. After the vanguard caused chaos in the Savage Valley, they forced her to return. To provide reinforcements, the main force will intercept her position and kill her."
"It seems that our task is very heavy." Xin Jie commented.
"No matter how heavy it is, it is easier than the previous battle." Zhao Haiqiang said. "I just hope Songzi is okay."
"This little ghost will not die even if you die."
Everyone laughed together.
The commander knocked on the map table: "Operation code name: 'Vaulting Horse'. This will be an important battle that affects the war situation. Everyone must win this battle regardless of personal honor, disgrace or even life!"
Chen Xiaoxiang didn't respond to the roar. She walked out alone and received the equipment, which was standard airborne equipment. The air-dropped version of the "Phoenix" exoskeleton, a Type 80 caseless rifle.
After boarding the tactical transport plane, he fastened his seat belt, and the purple night-light freezing clouds appeared outside, which reminded Chen Xiaoxiang of the light that returned to Longshan not long ago.
She knew that what was waiting for her was a gamble that would overwhelm everyone.
