Three days passed quickly, and it was finally time for Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He to regain their freedom. Early in the morning, the soldiers of the 2nd Squadron were already waiting on the side with their clothes. Waiting left and right, and finally waiting for the herald who gave the order to release, he rushed up, opened the iron door, and helped out the two crooked fellows with scumbags.

"Let go of him and let him stand for a while. Rejecting the support of others, the staggering Zhao Yongqi glanced at Cheng He, who was in a similar situation, and said indifferently as usual.

Cheng He, who was let go by everyone and almost sat on the ground, said with a bitter face: "Boss, I'm not you, it's almost okay to prepare a stretcher for me." ”

Zhao Yongqi did not continue to deal with Cheng He, who was complaining, and was about to take over the military uniform from Li Chen's hand, but saw Zhao Liying, Yang Mu, Li Zhien and several other members of the medical team coming over.

"The second squadron leader, team deputy, and team leader asked us to check your physical condition. Yang Mu said with a smile, and then made a gesture of please.

Xingmu stayed on Zhao Liying's little face for a second, as if she saw a little expectation on her face, then turned her gaze, nodded slightly at Yang Mu, put on her shoes, and put on her military uniform, and the two big men followed behind a few people and walked in the direction of the health center.

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"Second Squadron Leader, take off your clothes and let Raider check your cardiopulmonary function. Yang Mu pointed at Zhao Yongqi very casually, and his beautiful eyes fell on Cheng He's body, hooked his fingers, and said amorously: "As for you, come with me." ”

"Yes, yes, coming, coming, coming. Wiping the saliva on his mouth, Cheng He followed with a pig look, and muttered: "Compared with Xiao Fresh, I still like to be convex and backward!"

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As soon as Cheng He left, there was silence between Zhao Yongqi and Zhao Liying. looked indifferently at the delicate woman in front of him, calm as a clear spring. As if she couldn't stand this kind of gaze, Zhao Liying's little head slowly lowered, looking at her toes and not knowing what to think.

"Hey, it's not a romantic drama, what kind of affectionate gazing. Half of Cheng He's head poked out of the door, and the voice came from the door.

"Deputy Squadron Leader~~~" Yang Mu's dissatisfied voice sounded almost at the same time, making Cheng He shrink his head and leave in a hurry.

After Cheng He's stirring, the silence in the room was finally broken, Zhao Liying smiled reluctantly, pointed to the chair and said, "Squadron leader, sit down and take off your clothes first." ”

Zhao Yongqi didn't talk nonsense, he took off the clothes on his body three or two times, put on his upper body, and sat down on the chair obediently.

After turning around and packing up the medical equipment, she turned around and only glanced at it, and a flush appeared on Zhao Liying's little face. It wasn't until the pair of stars looked over again that they bit their lips, sat down on the chair opposite, and then raised their little hands to paste modern medical equipment such as heart rate monitors to Zhao Yongqi's chest.

While waiting for the instrument to automatically detect the result, the girl's eyes seemed to be attracted by the scars on that body.

Subconsciously raised her hand and touched the long scar from her left shoulder to her lower right abdomen, Zhao Liying said with some surprise: "How did this hurt? Looking at the depth, it seems to be close to the ribs." ”

originally thought that Zhao Yongqi would be as silent as an ice cube, but he didn't expect him to speak after being slightly silent: "Fight the bayonet wound." ”

Zhao Liying's small hand moved to the lower left abdomen again, as if a piece of meat was missing, and it was sunk into a small piece: "Then this is ......"

"Abrasions, a machine-gun bullet. Zhao Yongqi's voice was calm, and he didn't seem to be talking about his body anymore.

With the movement of the little hands, the woman asked, and the man answered, like an examiner and a student.

Knife wounds, pistol rounds, rifle rounds, machine gun rounds, explosion wounds, fire wounds, and even electric shock wounds!

Looking at the large messy electric shock wound behind him, a calm voice came from his ears: "More than four years ago, during the operation to rescue the hostages, the wires were burst and blocked with their backs. ”

Zhao Liying doesn't know how to describe her current mood, if it is in the pen of a writer, these scars must be a medal to be proud of. However, she knew that this was just a proof left by a man when he was born and died. Every wound represents just walking between life and death again and again.

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Zhao Yongqi felt that he had made a big mistake, that is, he gave the troublesome woman a good face, and the only consequence was that he was entangled by her......

More than half a month has passed since the chicken coop was closed, and the time is also approaching the New Year.

Today, after Zhao Yongqi had lunch, he walked in the direction of the dormitory building as usual, and as usual, there was an extra little tail by his side.

Although it is a very beautiful little tail, for Zhao Yongqi, it is a person who can't shake it off, can't drive it away, and will shed tears when he talks heavily, poor and super annoying!

"I said, don't make a face all day. The delicate girl who carried her little hands and used the speed of a trot to catch up with Zhao Yongqi said with a smile: "Actually, you are not cold at all, but quite handsome, smile more." ”

"No, it won't. In the cold voice, Zhao Yongqi's brows furrowed a little tighter.

It seems that she is used to this kind of treatment, Zhao Liying didn't mind at all, but said with a smile: "By the way, what is your military rank? ”

"Answer your question, and you will leave?" Zhao Yongqi, who couldn't bear it anymore, stopped and asked with a frown.

"Mm-hmm, yes, yes. Tell me. Zhao Liying looked up at the handsome man with a smile on her face.

"Major. Zhao Yongqi spit out two words lightly.

Zhao Liying's beautiful eyes widened instantly, and she said with a face full of disbelief: "Major, then your military rank is higher than mine? It can't be that you look at me as a captain and say this on purpose, right?"

Helplessly, Zhao Yongqi rummaged through his pants pockets, touched the pockets of his clothes, and finally took out a small notebook from the inner pocket and handed it to her in front of her in the inexplicable puzzled expression of the delicate little face beside him.

"Military official certificate?" Flipping through the crumpled military official certificate that looked like it had been washed with water, Zhao Liying glanced at it and exclaimed, "It's really a major." But...... Nothing but a name, a photo, and an inexplicable number, which looks like a fake. ”

"Actually, I also think it's fake, so I don't bring it at all. The man who seemed to feel the same way, and the man who cherished words like gold nodded in agreement.

"Hee-hee, but it's okay, people believe it. Zhao Liying shook the military official card in her hand, her beautiful eyes turned, and she said with a bit of cunning: "In addition to this, is there anything else that can prove your rank of major?"