"He's survived again. Lu Xingzhi sighed.

He walked to the corpse of Commander Ding with a cigarette in his mouth, and Commander Ding's unwilling eyes closed at some point, perhaps because he saw the fluttering red flag, and the last trace of concern was also put down, and he successfully became a Buddha.

After this battle, Lu Xingzhi will inevitably be promoted, from deputy regiment to full regiment leader, and his salary will be greatly improved, after all, the principal and deputy are both regiment commanders, but the power in their hands is very different.

But Lu Xingzhi was not happy at all, he originally wanted to stay up for a few more years, and when Regiment Commander Ding was promoted and transferred to Yanjing, he would be a regular person and live a comfortable life, but now looking at the remaining less than five hundred soldiers in the desert, Lu Xingzhi's mouth was bitter, and if he didn't get it right, he would be reorganized into a battalion.

He raised his head and looked at Company Commander Zheng, who was silently bandaging his thighs not far away, and he said hello.

Company Commander Zheng sighed, "Deputy regiment, there are not many familiar faces. ”

"yes. Lu Xingzhi nodded, this battle basically wiped out the senior officers of the 75th regiment, and there were still one-third left above the platoon level, looking at the embarrassed camp, Lu Xingzhi felt more and more that it was a small fight before, this is the war, more than 30,000 people died in just three days, the old go to the new, Lu Xingzhi sighed deeply, peace is good.

The gunfire in all directions has stopped, it is estimated that the news of the destruction of the vanguard Japanese army has reached the back, and they are all frightened and retreat directly, not to mention the black-clothed immortal, the Chinese reinforcements are also about to arrive, after three days of fighting, this small-scale war has finally come to an end, and the rest is to count the casualties, collect the equipment, and exchange money if there are high-ranking prisoners on both sides, but the fate of those people after they come back is generally not very good.

Lu Xingzhi took a hard puff of cigarette, and thought of his son who was a gentleman of the second generation of red, and he didn't know who shed blood to help him fight in those stable days, this tough battle on the desert had to be fought, and if it couldn't be beaten, it had to be fought, and the U.S.-Japan security alliance must not be allowed to underestimate them, seeing the power of the Blackbird 3 and the alchemy bullet, Lu Xingzhi estimated that several big countries in the west were going to jump again, and now whoever first develops a weapon that can steadily kill the foundation will be the world hegemon.

Talking about building the foundation, Lu Xingzhi and Company Commander Zheng invariably looked ahead in unison - with the strength of that black-clothed immortal, he should have already killed the Daoben Sanshi, right?

Why haven't you come back yet?

Lin Nan's conversation with Daoben Sanshi lasted for twenty minutes, and now he had just rushed back, Lu Xingzhi looked around, and suddenly found a strange scenery!

Some people lay on the ground to rest, some buried their heads and cried next to their comrades, but only a delicate man in black sat stupidly on a stone and nibbled on an apple.

Her face was covered with a piece of white silk trimmed with gold trim, wrapping her eyes, Lu Xingzhi couldn't see any expression on her, she felt like a puppeteer looking into the distance without focus, wasting her life.

If this man in black was her relative, Lu Xingzhi would definitely have to criticize and fight fiercely, the soldier is the most afraid of wasting time, he can finish the meal and never delay until twelve minutes, and the time saved is used for training or target shooting.

Just about to say a few words angrily, Lu Xingzhi suddenly remembered that this little black-clothed man was brought by the black-clothed immortal, this kind of relational household, a deputy group can't afford to provoke it, and if you don't get it, it's the daughter of a certain immortal elder.

So Lu Xingzhi did not take the next step, but reorganized the remaining soldiers, waiting for the reinforcements of the brigade commander Fang to come to count, by the way, also to welcome the arrival of the black-clothed immortal, without that, the 75th regiment is definitely finished.

Lin Zeyu was also called to the camp, no matter how bullish the Yanjing special operation was, it was still under the jurisdiction of the 75th Regiment, but the remaining thirty or so people of the pangolin team, led by Lin Zeyu and Zhou Heng, all seemed absent-minded.

Regarding the fact that the black-clothed immortal was likely to be an instructor, Lin Zeyu and Zhou Heng chose to keep it secret.

If the instructor does not appear as his real identity, there must be a reason for him, not to mention that if you have a brain to think about it, you will know that the Japanese army has a grudge against Lin Nan, and it is too stupid to expose his name on the surface.

Lin Zeyu and Zhou Heng glanced at each other, nodded in unison, and decided not to tell anyone the secret.

Ten minutes later, a figure slowly appeared on the horizon of the desert in the distance.

The little black-clothed man sitting on the stone smiled and jumped up, Lu Xingzhi and the others, hundreds of pairs of surprised eyes also looked over at the same time.

The conspicuous Chinese-standard yellow-brown desert combat uniform, as well as the badge representing the company commander, and some familiar faces.

Lu Xingzhi and Company Commander Zheng couldn't help but say in unison in surprise:

"Lin Nan?"

The Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm, Lin Company Commander Lin Nan, can be said to be very well-known in the 75th Regiment, and most of the soldiers have seen him, but the mission a few days ago was a nuclear bomb explosion, Lin Nan never came back, and even the military headquarters marked him with the word 'killed'.

Lu Xingzhi wiped his eyes vigorously to confirm that he was not mistaken, it was not a revenant soul or a mirage, it was Lin Nan himself!

When Lin Nan came over with a light smile, Lu Xingzhi and the others stammered a little for a while, and they didn't know where to start.

"What about the black-clothed immortals?"

"How did you get back?"

Lu Xingzhi and Company Commander Zheng asked nonsense, now they are the highest ranks.

After the question, the two officers looked ashamed, and the question was a bit conflicting, how could Lin Nan know the black-clothed immortal? It is estimated that he happened to survive the nuclear explosion and has been hiding in the desert, and now he has a chance to return to the team.

Unexpectedly, Lin Nan's answer stunned them.

"The black-clothed immortal has already left, he is a master invited by the sect. ”

"It was thanks to the hands of the black-clothed immortals that I survived. ”

"What?" Lu Xingzhi's face was full of surprise, but if he thought about it carefully, it was normal for a person like Lin Nan to have a big sect behind him. Moreover, if he can send an immortal to make a move, he almost explicitly says, 'I am from the Five Great Immortal Sects!'

Lin Nan breathed steadily, his face was uncertain, he was not ready to expose his identity, this time he killed 5,000 Japanese troops alone, it is estimated that it was a big shock, he guessed that the military top brass already knew the truth, but even so, because he was a Chinese, plus the reason for the children of Emei, the country would choose to protect him from all aspects and not leak the news.

He Lin Nan is Lin Qixuan, this matter can be known by the Fengqing Sword Immortal, and the high-level of the country can know, but ordinary people can still hide it, the current Japanese country must hate him very much, especially the Shendai family, fortunately they don't know that Lin Nan abducted the little witch girl, otherwise, they would not have to cross the sea to come and greet him...

Lu Xingzhi believed his answer for the time being.

Regarding the true identity of the black-clothed immortal, leave it to the people above to give it a headache.

Lin Nan returned to the team, and he smiled when he passed by Lin Zeyu and others from the pangolin team.

The other party also smiled slyly, seeing that Lu Xingzhi was in a fog.