One-click Recovery Since I was a Special Soldier

"Qin Yuan! Wait..." Shen Ge wanted to stop him, but Qin Yuan's figure had disappeared in the thick smoke.

"Damn it!" Shen Ge stamped her feet fiercely. She knew she couldn't be emotional at this time. She took a deep breath, turned around and ran towards the headquarters.

Qin Yuan braved the scorching flames and choking smoke and rushed into the ammunition depot. The shock wave generated by the explosion collapsed half of the walls of the ammunition depot, leaving burning rubble and twisted steel bars everywhere. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and visibility was extremely low.

"Ahem..." Qin Yuan coughed violently a few times, but he didn't care about it. He turned on his tactical flashlight and while avoiding the gravel that might fall at any time, he shouted loudly: "Is there anyone? Can you hear me? My voice?"

"Help, help..." A faint cry for help came from under a pile of rubble. Qin Yuan felt happy and quickly ran over and moved the heavy stones away.

"Hold on, I'll rescue you right away!" Qin Yuan encouraged the trapped people while moving the rocks.

"Ahem...Thank you, thank you..." The trapped person's voice was weak, and he had obviously reached his limit.

Qin Yuan moved the last boulder, and a bloody soldier appeared in front of him. His face was covered with dust and blood, and his military uniform was in tatters, revealing the burnt skin inside, but he still held a metal soldier tightly. Box, that's...

"This is... the latest type of... electromagnetic pulse bomb..." the soldier said with difficulty, his voice getting weaker and weaker. "It cannot... cannot fall into... the hands of the enemy..."

"Don't worry, I understand. Just hold on!" Qin Yuan knew the power of this kind of bomb. Once it fell into the hands of the enemy, the consequences would be disastrous. He carefully took the bomb from the soldier's hand, then carried the soldier on his back, turned around and ran towards the outside of the ammunition depot.

At this moment, there was a violent vibration deep in the ammunition depot, and then, an even more terrifying high temperature swept over...

Even more terrifying high temperatures came like a tsunami, and alarm bells rang in Qin Yuan's heart. He knew that this was a sign that the high-yield bomb deep in the ammunition depot was about to explode!

"Damn it!" At the critical moment of life and death, Qin Yuan didn't care about anything else, roared loudly, and rushed out with all his strength.

boom--!

The deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and the entire earth was shaking. The violent shock wave was mixed with countless burning gravel and steel bars, sweeping out like a violent storm.

Qin Yuan was carrying the soldier on his back and was thrown into the air by the shock wave of the explosion, and then fell heavily to the ground more than ten meters away.

"Ahem..." Qin Yuan felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. But he couldn't care less about his injuries at the moment. He struggled to get up and check on the soldier's condition.

The soldier was unconscious and breathing weakly, but his chest was still heaving and he was still alive!

"As long as you're alive, as long as you're alive..." Qin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He put the soldier on the ground, then took out a first aid kit from his tactical backpack and prepared to give him emergency treatment.

At this time, Shen Ge arrived with the rescue team. Everyone was stunned when they saw the scene in front of them, which was like purgatory on earth.

"Qin Yuan! Where are you?" Shen Ge called anxiously, with a hint of crying in his voice.

"I'm here!" Qin Yuan heard Shen Ge's voice and quickly responded loudly.

Shen Ge followed the sound and saw Qin Yuan sitting next to a pile of rubble covered in blood, and beside him lay an unknown soldier.

"Qin Yuan!" Shen Ge rushed over desperately and hugged Qin Yuan, tears welling up in his eyes, "Are you okay? Are you injured? You scared me to death..."

"I'm fine, just a minor injury." Qin Yuan patted Shen Ge's back gently and comforted him softly, "Don't worry, am I fine?"

"You said it was okay! Look at you, you are already a bloody man!" Shen Ge looked at the injuries on Qin Yuan's body, and his distressed tears couldn't stop flowing.

"I'm really fine, just a little skin injury." Qin Yuan smiled and indicated that he was fine, "On the other hand, he was seriously injured and needs to be sent to the hospital immediately for rescue!"

Only then did Shen Ge notice the soldiers beside Qin Yuan, and quickly called the medical staff to come over for emergency treatment.

"Okay, hold on tight, I'll arrange for someone to take you to the hospital right away!" Shen Ge said anxiously.

At this time, Qin Yuan suddenly remembered something, grabbed Shen Ge's hand, and said hastily: "Electromagnetic pulse bomb! I took it out from inside, right in his arms!"

Shen Ge was stunned and followed Qin Yuan's gaze, only to see the soldier holding a metal box tightly in his arms.

"Quick, get it!" Shen Ge also realized that the matter was of great importance and quickly directed the soldiers around him to get the metal box.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the crowd:

"Haha, what a touching scene..."

Everyone was startled and followed the sound, only to see a man wearing a black trench coat, a black top hat, and a black mask on his face slowly walking out of the crowd.

The man was thin, but he exuded a cold aura. His eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at the metal box in Qin Yuan's hand.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Shen Ge asked sharply.

"Haha, that's a good question." The man sneered, and slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing a pale and handsome face, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Nighthawk, and I'm here to get back what belongs to me. Something.”

"Your stuff?" Qin Yuan's eyes turned cold and he asked in a deep voice, "Is this what you are talking about?"

With that said, Qin Yuan raised the metal box in his hand.

"Yes, that's it." A glimmer of greed flashed in Nighthawk's eyes, "Give me the thing and I will spare your life."

"Want it? Let's see if you have the ability!" Qin Yuan sneered, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The appearance of Nighthawk instantly brought the originally tense atmosphere to freezing point. The soldiers aimed their guns at Nighthawk, but no one dared to act rashly. Shen Ge protected Qin Yuan behind him, glared at Nighthawk with his beautiful eyes, and shouted sternly: "Speak clearly! What do you call your thing? This electromagnetic pulse bomb is used by terrorists to attack warships!"

Nighthawk seemed to have heard some funny joke and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Terrorists? Haha, what a ridiculous name. Those people are just tools that I paid to hire."

"You..." Shen Ge was so angry that her chest heaved violently, but she knew that this was not the time to be emotional, so she could only suppress her anger and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"It's very simple, just give me the things and I can pretend that nothing happened." Nighthawk said, pointing to the metal box in Qin Yuan's hand, his tone unquestionable.

"Impossible!" Shen Ge refused without thinking. This electromagnetic pulse bomb is of great importance and must not fall into the hands of such a person.

"It seems that you don't plan to cooperate anymore?" The smile on Nighthawk's face gradually disappeared, and his tone became cold, "In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nighthawk flashed like a ghost and disappeared instantly.

"Be careful!" Qin Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly and he pushed Shen Ge away. He quickly turned around and swept out with his legs raised.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Qin Yuan kicked Nighthawk firmly in the chest with his leg, and the powerful force directly kicked Nighthawk away.

"Ahem..."

Nighthawk fell heavily to the ground, coughing in pain. He covered his chest and looked at Qin Yuan in disbelief, his eyes full of shock and fear.

"How is that possible? You actually..."

"What? Are you surprised?" Qin Yuan smiled coldly, approaching Nighthawk step by step, "You just want to snatch something from me? It's simply a wishful thinking!"

"Damn it! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Nighthawk roared angrily, pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist, and pounced towards Qin Yuan.

A cold light flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes. He didn't dodge or evade, but directly punched to meet him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fists and feet collided, making bursts of dull sounds. The two figures intertwined, and their speed was as fast as lightning. It was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Shen Ge stood aside, watching the fierce battle between the two, with his heart in his throat. Although she knew that Qin Yuan was very skilled, the other party was not an ordinary person after all. If Qin Yuan made any mistake...

"No! I can't just watch!"

Shen Ge gritted his teeth, picked up a pistol from the ground, aimed it at Nighthawk, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire was particularly harsh in the silent night sky, and a bullet roared out and headed straight for the nighthawk.

However, just when the bullet was about to hit Nighthawk, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Nighthawk's mouth. He turned slightly to one side and dodged the bullet by a hair's breadth!

"What?!" Shen Ge was shocked when she saw this. Before she could react, Nighthawk had already flashed in front of her like a ghost, with a cold dagger pressed against her neck.

"Don't move!" Nighthawk said with a sinister look in his eyes, "Otherwise, I will kill her!"

Shen Ge felt that his blood was about to freeze. Nighthawk's cold dagger was pressed against her delicate skin, as if it would cut her throat in the next second. She could feel the strong murderous aura emanating from Nighthawk. It was an aura honed from the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses, which made people shudder.

"Qin Yuan, leave me alone and leave quickly!" Shen Ge bit his lips and struggled to spit out a few words. She couldn't let Qin Yuan take risks for herself, let alone let this electromagnetic pulse bomb fall into Nighthawk's hands.

"Haha, it's quite touching." Nighthawk sneered, and the dagger in his hand came closer, leaving a shallow blood mark on Shen Ge's fair neck, "But, do you think I will give you this chance?" ”

Qin Yuan's face was livid, his fists were clenched, and his finger bones made a "clucking" sound. He stared at Nighthawk and said word by word: "If you dare to touch her hair, I guarantee you will regret coming to this world!"

"Hahaha, regret? Just you?" Nighthawk seemed to have heard some big joke and couldn't help laughing loudly, "Boy, do you know who I am? I am..."

"Who are you, and what do you have to do with me?" Qin Yuan interrupted him coldly, his tone full of disdain and ridicule, "I only know that you will die today!"

Nighthawk's laughter stopped suddenly, his face instantly darkened, and his eyes flashed fiercely: "Okay, very good! Boy, you have the guts! I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nighthawk flicked his wrist, and the sharp dagger slashed towards Shen Ge's neck.

"No!" Qin Yuan's eyes were about to burst, and his figure suddenly rose, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Nighthawk.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and Qin Yuan punched Nighthawk hard on the chest. The powerful force directly knocked Nighthawk and his knife away.

"puff!"

Nighthawk's body hit a concrete pillar hard, blood gushed out, and his face turned pale instantly. He struggled to stand up, but found that his body was out of control. The severe pain made him groan in pain.

"Ahem..."

Qin Yuan walked to Nighthawk step by step, looking down at him, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He slowly raised his right foot and stepped on Nighthawk's chest, saying in a cold tone: "I'll say it again, who are you, and you are also arrogant in front of me?"

"You...you can't kill me! But I..." Nighthawk widened his eyes in horror, trying to use his backstage to intimidate Qin Yuan, but he was ruthlessly interrupted by Qin Yuan before he finished speaking.

"I don't care who you are! Today, you must die!" Qin Yuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his right foot suddenly exerted force.

"Crack!"

A crisp bone-breaking sound was heard, and Nighthawk's sternum collapsed instantly. He let out a shrill scream, the spirit in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his body gradually became cold and stiff.

"Huh..."

Qin Yuan took a deep breath, slowly retracted his right foot, and glanced coldly at the soldiers around him who were already stunned with fear, and said coldly: "Throw his body out to feed the dogs!"

"Yes!"

Several soldiers reacted at this time, and hurriedly ran forward, lifted Nighthawk's body, and walked out in a panic.

Shen Ge stood there, looking at Qin Yuan's cold and ruthless back, and couldn't help feeling a little strange in her heart. She always knew that Qin Yuan was powerful and decisive, but she had never seen him so cold-blooded.

"Are you okay?"

Qin Yuan walked in front of Shen Ge, looked at the shocking blood mark on her neck, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

"I'm fine." Shen Ge shook her head, suppressed the fear in her heart, and asked softly, "You...did you really kill him?"

"He deserves to die." Qin Yuan said calmly, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"But..."

"No buts." Qin Yuan interrupted Shen Ge, reached out and gently stroked her cheek, and said softly, "In the future, I will protect you and will not let anyone hurt you again."

Shen Ge stared at Qin Yuan blankly, feeling the warmth from his fingertips, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security in her heart. She couldn't help but reach out and hold Qin Yuan's palm, with a bitter smile on her lips.

"Qin Yuan, have you ever thought about whether people like us can really have a future?"

Qin Yuan was silent. He looked at Shen Ge's clear eyes, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Yes, can people like them really have a future?