The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The sound of footsteps walking over made the two of them who were sitting as if their thoughts were empty move their bodies, and Xia Jinyuan, who kept his head still against the wall, turned his head to the side, and saw that his comrades did not bring their combat suitcases and rifles, but changed their bodies. The jungle combat uniforms and combat boots appeared one after another.

"Here." He opened his mouth with a hoarse voice, then turned his head and continued to wait motionless.

Only ten minutes have passed, but these ten minutes are so long that one second has passed into an hour.

After waiting for a long time, waiting in silence, looking at the closed door of the emergency room, Xia Jinyuan gently closed his eyes again.

Waiting in the battlefield and waiting in the hospital are two completely different moods. Waiting in the battlefield can be calm and composed, and the quiet time will come.

And the waiting in the hospital is so long, and it feels so fragile that life is so fragile. The smell of disinfectant everywhere is like the smell of death. It is everywhere and pervasive. You can't escape, and you can't avoid it.

This kind of waiting is full of helplessness, but also full of hope, and at the same time, it is also full of panic.

Xia Jinyuan thought that he would never like going to a place like a hospital in his whole life. If he stayed for a long time, he would torture a healthy and normal person into a neuropathy.

The red light is still on, even if you stretch your neck, you can't see what's going on inside, and his beloved, his "life" is still lying in it and hasn't come out. Facing the gazes cast by his comrades, Xia Jinyuan They chose to ignore it.

He doesn't want to say anything now, only his lover is in his heart and mind.

Major Xia, who exuded the "don't get close to strangers" all over his body, made his comrades take a few more glances, and then moved his eyes to K7 who stood up.

"Go to the rooftop and talk." K7 put his helmet under his arm, and walked towards the fire stairs with his long legs.

It was already dawn, and K7 standing on the roof took a deep breath of the cold wind that smelled of snow. Facing his comrades who were all concerned about how he came back, his usually indifferent thin face became a bit cold, and his eyes turned from The faces of the comrades who hadn't even wiped the oil paint slipped one by one. Just when everyone thought he needed to continue brewing, K7 suddenly spoke up.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was like throwing two grenades, a murder grenade and a chemical grenade, first blowing everyone up, then dizzying them all, with their expressions fully synchronized.

"Blue Bird has gone the way of R2."

That's what K7 said. After a few words, everyone's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the corners of their mouths were pressed together. Because of their changes, the north wind blowing seemed to be filled with lead, heavy and full of depression.

The roof is very cold and the wind is strong. This is a weather with no sun and no snow, only the sky and the earth are gloomy. The figures standing on the roof stand like poplars facing the wind and snow, no matter how fierce the wind is, they cannot overwhelm them. A tall figure with a straight back.

This is a group of soldiers who are fighting on the front line and protect the country with their lives, a group of soldiers who are loyal to the country. They have shed too much blood, suffered too many injuries, and some even almost died in a foreign country.

The road they walked was too difficult, too hard, all of them were brave men walking on the tip of the knife, smashing through thorns, and coming all the way with long songs and blood.

It was so bitter and so difficult that they never shed a single tear, and at this time, there was already a light flashing from the corner of someone's eyes, and the sturdy special forces secretly wiped away their tears, clenched their teeth, and forced the gushing up Emotions were suppressed fiercely and savagely.