When the orcs saw that their captain was dying, they immediately panicked and didn't dare to fight. The gap between them and the captain is as big as clouds and mud. Even the captain can kill people here. They wish they had more legs to escape.
Xu Qian pulled out the sword stuck on the captain's head, and then took out his spiritual sword to kill the orc team members. He doesn't have any idiotic notion of maintaining his identity and not attacking the weak. As long as he is an enemy who deserves to be killed, he can kill any beautiful woman.
He chased them to the other end of the corridor and overpass, and only killed the last person at the elevator door. After that, Xu Qian felt extremely exhausted and fell to the ground from exhaustion.
Several members of the Seventh Division supported him. This man was a great hero. How could he just fall to the ground?
"Han Qianqian...Han Qianqian..." Xu Qian only called Han Qianqian's name twice, and then passed out.
When Xu Qian woke up again, three days had passed.
He found himself lying on a hospital bed, and Lin Qiaoni, Shanshan and others rushed up to him when they saw him waking up. They were talking to him in a gibberish voice. He was still in a daze when he woke up and didn't hear clearly at all.
He suddenly remembered something and immediately asked eagerly: "Where is Han Qianqian? How is she?"
Lin Qiaoni immediately accused him and said, "You are like this yourself. You know you want women as soon as you wake up!"
He also saw Chen Xiaolu, who shouldn't be here, but Chen Xiaolu had a frown on her face when she heard him ask about Han Qianqian.
Vivian sighed at the side, and Shanshan looked at Xu Qian with an innocent face, not knowing what she was thinking. Li Yuanxi stood up from the sofa and took two steps towards him.
"Something happened to her, right?" Xu Qian continued to ask about Han Qianqian's situation.
Lin Qiaoni said angrily: "She's fine, she's much better than you. It is said that her grandfather arrived at the critical moment and killed the orcs who attacked the third place three times, five times and two times. He rescued her and later gave her Just take a pill and you'll be fine. I came over to see you the day before yesterday, cried a lot, and then left, saying that I was going back to practice in seclusion."
"Retreat to practice?" Xu Qian didn't understand. Why did he go back to practice after seeing it? Stimulated?
Vivian interjected from the side: "Yes, Director Han said that she was too weak and wanted to catch up with you, so she went home to practice with her grandfather."
"That's it!" Xu Qian was speechless. He really didn't know what to say.
Li Yuanxi came up and said, "They said it would be useless to give you pills. You are not injured, but in a condition similar to overwork. Medication is not good and will hurt the inside. It is better to let you lie down for a few days and wake up." Just come here.”
"Who said this?" Xu Qian was a little surprised. The person who said this was very knowledgeable and understood his situation thoroughly.
"He's sister Qianqian's grandfather." Shanshan finally intervened.
"Oh, it's him." Xu Qian suddenly realized that Han Song had seen his own severed limbs regenerate and fell into a coma, so he had experience. It was normal for him to make the correct judgment this time.
"By the way, how is the situation at the Special Branch headquarters? What are the casualties?"
Lin Qiaoni curled her lips and said: "How do we know this? They won't tell us. You don't need to call Han Qianqian to ask. She said that she practices in seclusion and can't be reached on the phone. She asked you not to call her first and wait for her. I will look for you after I get out of seclusion."
Vivian reminded: "It seems that you forgot to say the most important sentence."
After being reminded, Lin Qiaoni then remembered, "By the way, Han Qianqian's grandfather said that the superiors have decided to hold a state funeral for the martyrs of the Special Branch who died for the country this time. If you wake up and can make time, you can go."
State funeral?
"When will it be held?"
"Hmm..." Lin Qiaoni tilted her head and thought for a while, seemingly unable to remember.
"This afternoon, well, you still have about an hour." Vivian said in a leisurely manner. She was very happy to watch Xu Qian's show.
Xu Qian ran into the bathroom without saying a word, quickly changed his clothes and ran out.
"Seeing how anxious you are, go back to the hotel when you're done!" Lin Qiaoni told Xu Qian's back.
Then she turned back and looked at Chen Xiaolu who was standing in the corner. Then everyone looked at her.
In fact, it was Chen Xiaolu who stayed in the hospital to take care of Xu Qian these days. They only came here for two or three hours during the day. It happened that Xu Qian woke up when everyone was there today, and Chen Xiaolu, who had been accompanying him, was Ignoring the neglect, Xu Qian woke up without even saying a word to her.
Even if Lin Qiaoni had objections to Chen Xiaolu before, she felt worthless for Chen Xiaolu at this time. They all saw Chen Xiaolu's efforts in the past few days, but Xu Qian, a heartless man, only thought about Han Qianqian.
A state funeral is the country's highest respect for the deceased. This time, instead of hiding it from the people across the country, the matter was actually disclosed to the people, causing an uproar across the country. Many people cried bitterly, and even more people were filled with grief and anger, wishing they could kill these orcs with a thousand knives. They all still remember the director who talked endlessly at the press conference, the director who stretched out three fingers and promised to take back Wujiang within three days. Just a few days later, they learned that such a As a director, he wore a battle robe and fought the enemy alone. He never gave up until the last moment, and was eventually tortured to death by orcs.
There were hundreds of members of the Special Branch, with an average age of 27, all of whom died under the machinations of the orcs.
The whole country was grieved and shocked thousands of miles away.
In the past few decades, China, which has become increasingly powerful, has never experienced such an incident. It has been two or three generations since the people of China have experienced the pain of war burning at their doorsteps.
The National People's Congress decided to hold a state funeral on November 26 to commemorate the people and soldiers who died in the Battle of Wujiang and the Battle of the Special Branch Headquarters, and to hold a national mourning event. Flags were flown at half-mast across the country and at embassies and consulates abroad, and public entertainment activities were stopped. .
The state funeral was held simultaneously in Beijing and Wujiang. The entire process was broadcast live, and many people participated voluntarily. Since it was Friday afternoon, primary and secondary schools in Beijing and Wuhan simply had the day off, allowing students to go home and watch the live broadcast on TV.
Xu Qian ran out and went downstairs to the hospital. Only then did he remember that he didn't know where he was going. He had just asked for the time, but not the address.
There was a taxi not far away, and Xu Qian walked over in a few steps.
"Master driver, do you know where the state funeral will be held?"
"You're going to attend a state funeral? Well, get in the car!"
Seeing how enthusiastic the driver was, it seemed like he must be someone who knows his way around.
Xu Qian immediately got in the car, "You know where it is, right?"
The driver said cheerfully: "How could I not know this? It's all been talked about on TV in the past two days."
"Okay, let's leave quickly."
On the way, the driver kept talking about the news of the past two days. If it were normal times, Xu Qian would not be very interested in the habit of taxi drivers in Beijing who like to talk, but this time he felt that it was good and gave him a good supplement. A lot of information.
While chatting, the taxi driver glanced at Xu Qian a few more times in the rearview mirror, and then said with a little excitement: "Are you the heroic high school student Xu Tianwang?"
King Xu? What the hell is this?
"What is King Xu? It is true that my surname is Xu and I am also a high school student, but what do you mean by King of Heaven?"
"It's really you! I didn't recognize it just now. If everyone knew that I drove you, my car would also be famous, haha." The driver became more and more excited as he spoke.
"You don't know? You became famous after the live broadcast that night. You are more famous than any top star. Later, you killed a battalion captain, a squadron captain and eleven orcs in the battle at the Special Branch headquarters. Team member, you have made a great contribution. After the news came out, netizens gave you a title, called Xu Tianwang."
Xu Qian was speechless. He became famous overnight?
"King Xu Tian, why did you get out of this hospital? I heard that the wounded in the Special Branch are all treated in the internal hospital. Are you going to the hospital to see your friends or..."
No one reminded him, but he had never thought about this problem. Yes, there is a hospital in the headquarters of the Special Branch. Of course it is an internal hospital. It only treats members of the Special Branch. Is it because he is not a full-time employee but an external employee? Did you give yourself away? Xu Qian felt chilled. He had made such great military achievements. Could it be that he couldn't even stay in a hospital?
The taxi finally stopped. Xu Qian looked up and saw that it was a tree-lined path with soldiers guarding the entrance. The large parking lot outside was full of cars. There is a couplet on the stone pillars on both sides of the entrance: Heroic style conquers the world, and strength conquers the mountains and rivers.
