Night, Siberia, in a forest valley near Lake Baikal, with sharp streams and military tents densely distributed among them.
There were several gentle whistles of source energy in the night wind.
Someone is coming this way!
"Did you hear everything?" In one of the military tents, He Tangtang stood up suddenly, pointed at his ear with a wary expression and said, "Isn't it the old man who came to kill me?!"
Isn't Chen hungry and killing him? Wen Jifei thought for a moment and said, "With the old man's usual bad character... it's not impossible."
You must know that the amount of supplies is not a small amount.
"Then what should we do?" The armor clicked, turning left and right, "How about we return the things to him?"
At this time, Han Qingyu was still unconscious on the bed.
"Return?! I think it's better to help Qingzi up, and let's prepare to... chop him?" He Tangtang suggested cautiously.
The remaining ones all shrank back and gasped at the same time, thinking to themselves, has Comrade He Tangtang actually expanded to this extent now? That's not hungry ...
"Okay, help me up and try." The girl on the bed opened her eyes and said.
In a low smile, "Huh!"
Zhe Qiuhong stood at the door angrily. She heard the conversation just now, her eyes stared straightly and said: "So you didn't forget that I haven't come back yet?!"
"I haven't forgotten, I remember, but they said you might have been detained as a hostage." Xi Mei said.
Do you think I might be detained? That was still a bit conscientious. Zhe Qiuhong turned around and asked curiously: "What next?"
"Then the plague chicken said, she is not in danger anyway, let's leave first."
"..." Zhe Qiuhong was stunned for two seconds, then stepped forward and kicked Wen Jifei to the ground.
Chen Bai was hungry and did not seize her thoughts. It was probably because he knew that he had been detained early in the morning. It was impossible to change anything.
The reason why he came back so late was because Zhan Qiuhong himself refused to leave there, hoping to do a stricter inspection or scientific research for Chen Wuhan.
"The legion commander refuses! He keeps his illness under wraps and avoids medical treatment!" Zhe Qiuhong said a little depressed.
"Nonsense, who is willing... who dares." He Tangtang continued.
"Get out, I am obviously good intentions." Zhan Qiuhong was still angry, and when he paused, he turned to turn around and said, "Yes, the head of the Legion let people send me back, and today's little translation is here."
The face looked at Zi Zi, who was still only fifteen or six years old, and smiled at the probe and waved his hand at the door.
As I watched and listened, I suddenly felt very well-behaved, not at all as excited and out-of-control as when I was on the battlefield during the day.
"Well, so the legion commander is sure he won't come to kill you, right?" Wen Jifei asked worriedly.
"OK, the league came several members, and he was pulling him to meet. The head of the army was asking them to lose, and the army was ready to open up." Tu Zi said.
"What about you?" Han Qingyu leaned forward and asked weakly.
"I'll go back too."
"That's good, I thought you wanted to go with us." Han Qingyu said.
The little expression of Zi Zi was suddenly collapsed, "..."
"Don't be sad! I mean, we need you to help us help us. In fact, in our hearts, we have long regarded you as our part." Han Qingyu explained.
Be part of it! If it is a part of the part, is the source of the source be still used?
Tu Zi thought for a while, and decisively did not take the initiative to mention this stub.
"Well, I think so too, so I ran to see you." Tu Zi rubbed his hands and said, "That Qingzi brother, you go to kill Afangs, you need to pay attention to safety, because today's news will definitely be passed out. I am afraid that things will be troublesome. "
"I know." Han Qingyu nodded carefully.
After the opening of today, it will inevitably make Afangs be more cautious, and it is likely to attract the blue intervention and obstruction. These Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei are very clear, and they are deliberately spoken in public. In fact, it is also an attitude towards the blue attitude. Try at one time.
Because of the old dog, the atmosphere was slightly serious.
"By the way, I have another piece of good news." Tu Zi smiled and faced their gazes and said, "It's about Team 1777. Brother Qingzi, didn't you ask me to help you keep an eye on the situation in 1777? I stare once a day in three years. "
"What's wrong with 1777?"
"Captain Labor is about to get married, he applied for, and the ninth army was already approved." Tu Zi said.
"Oh, who?" He Tangtang asked.
"It's called Shang Nianhua...why don't you know?"
"I know, but I'm just asking because I'm worried about the possibility of someone being replaced."
After He Tangtang finished speaking, he laughed happily in his military account.
That guy Lao Jian is finally getting married. At the age of forty-three, the iron tree is blooming, and he is marrying a beautiful woman. It is indeed worthy of joy.
"But the labor team seems to have objections to the date approved by the army. He applied again and said he wanted to postpone the decision. He also asked the army if there was any news about you..." Tu Zi said, looking at it.
Several people in the account fell silent from their laughter.
In the past two years, they have not passed the news to Lao Jian and the team.
Because of their responsibilities, it is quite troublesome for Wei Lan's stationed team to hold a wedding at the station. Especially the captain of a storytellar such as Lao Jian gets married, and the regiment and the army must go to some people. Some of his old comrades may also come ... In short question.
"What date have you set?" Han Qingyu asked, breaking the silence.
"May 11th."
"Oh, then there are only 19 days left..." Han Qingyu thought, looked at the people next to him, then turned back and said: "If you can go, please help contact the labor team when you get back and let him prepare for the wedding with peace of mind. It will be held as usual and we will definitely be there.”
Tu Zi smiled: "Yeah."
"But don't tell the head of the army. Let the team not tell the army and the regiment first, otherwise it will be troublesome. In short, we will keep secret in advance.
Wen Jifei added from the side.
"Don't worry, I know." Tu Zi nodded.
The only witnesses for the youth school, even if you just go to a wedding, it is also a big event. Of course, Tu Zi is also clear.
If it is announced in advance, the 1777 station may not be able to fit in, and the entire southwest region may be in chaos, and the scientific research team may also be in chaos.
Tu Zi thought about it and said to her heart that I have to go anyway.
…………
About the same time, there was another military tent.
While Han Qingyu chatted with Tu Zi, Zhen Qiuhong came over, opened the bandage and checked her left arm again for Mira, ready to wait for the medical cabin to return to the ship, and then for further treatment.
The arms were not painful after the battlefield treatment. At the same time, I felt numb. Mira saw Qiu Qiuhong getting up, his eyes followed, and asked anxiously:
"How about, do you okay, can I be fine?"
"Of course." Qiu Qiuhong said.
"I mean, can I still return to the level of using guns?" Mira said carefully: "Source can be guns, continue to shoot."
She now knows the secret of Wen Jifei's gun. For them, this is like a dream that is completely realized, but she may fall in a real pass.
Zhe Qiuhong looked up at her and was silent for a moment.
"Can't it?" Mira asked.
"Your constitution is too bad ... ordinary, and this is an old injury plus new injuries." Qiu Qiuhong said: "Conservative treatment, return to normal life, then ..."
"So there is a unprepared way for Dr. Folding?" Mira keenly aware of the hidden part of Zhe Qiuhong's words.
"... Yes. I can try to use special surgery to help you completely reshape, but if it fails." Qiu Qiuhong paused and said, "The price is that you will lose the whole arm."
She wanted to say that with your physique and fusion level, the chance of failure is very high. I don’t want to do it, and Han Qingyu will definitely not agree.
"Okay." Mirato stood up with his arm.
