"This kid... I can't raise it anymore... It's here in your PLA... Good bye. ”

He Moyuan hadn't reacted at this moment, and the woman with an earthy face suddenly handed over the child to herself, and her rapid breathing made the surrounding atmosphere tense. The messy hair fluttered in the wind.

He Moyuan's eyes just looked at the upper body briefly, and they could easily see the bones wrapped in a simple layer of human skin, so it can be said that her time is running out.

The decisive refusal that should have been blurted out was hidden in the bottomless pit of the heart at the moment when the child was handed over to him.

He Moyuan nodded at the mother, and secretly swore in her heart that the night breeze was not arrogant, but she caressed the girl's black hair, and hugged the 3-year-old child tightly with both hands, not knowing if she could speak or run.

The child slept soundly, and the slight snoring combined with the watery skin was simply cute.

The two did not dislike it, but at the moment they hugged him, they involuntarily showed a strong love for the child. The iron-black gun straddled the back, and the rough hands caressed the child's immature face from time to time, and for a while, the two didn't care too much about the women.

"I'll leave the name of the child to you... Thank you. ”

The woman looked at the loved one she once loved the most in her arms many times, shook her head, and stroked the child's head again.

The pace of action was very slow, and finally the woman walked away with heavy steps under the eyes of the two men.

"Hmm... Let's sleep well~I'm playing with you tomorrow~"

He Moyuan said softly, holding the child and shaking it gently, although she was wearing a military uniform, it still did not prevent her from taking care of the child, since it was the child of the common people, she should treat it as her own child.

The dim light in the room seemed to make everything oppressive again, and the military boots stepped on the broken glass shards, and the sound of broken glass gradually became one, as if to accompany this already oppressive environment.

Bullets around. The shell gradually rusted due to time, and the broken door that had long been rotten seemed to be inadvertently stepping down at any time, which could hurt people at least and shoot people to death, which was very dangerous.

The child slept soundly in He Moyuan's arms, and Yang Fenglan followed closely behind the mother and son, not daring to slack off at all.

He Moyuan's tired eyes looked at the poor child from time to time, and the status of the steel gun she was carrying behind her back suddenly dropped a lot, as if she had become an unpopular godson.

Her hands were rough, and she was very careful every time she stroked them, for fear of hurting the child's skin.

He Moyuan's body shape doesn't look like giving birth to a child, just her slender and slender figure and serious and nervous military state are enough, like outsiders exposing that this child was picked up.

She had a thought in her heart that this child could not be reported.

"Look... How well-behaved this kid is... How much fun..."

Although He Moyuan was three or four years older than these soldiers of the same age, his young and active heart was not forgotten with the spread of the war. Through her series of actions and attitudes towards children, she can show her active and kind heart.

"Platoon commander, congratulations on becoming a mother, a model for my generation."

Yang Fenglan smiled and said to He Moyuan, who was busy taking care of the child in front of her, only to see that her right hand had been covering the holster on the carrying gear, ensuring the safety of her comrades-in-arms and their children at any time.

"Come on, this kid is here, let's platoon, you all have the responsibility to take care of him, don't forget to fight, understand?"

He Moyuan shrugged his shoulders and said softly. The two of them still walked around the courtyard, her jeweled eyes constantly watching for any disturbances around her.

Of course, in my spare time, I also observe the child's behavior and behavior, for fear of catching a cold and crying.

"Understood, platoon commander!"

Yang Fenglan answered neatly, first patted He Moyuan's shoulder, and then stood in place and carefully observed a few young and beautiful girls who were still on duty.

Each of them held steel spears tightly in their hands, their expressions were very serious, and their waists were straight like pine trees.

Looking at their tired appearance, Yang Fenglan couldn't help but go over to ask about the situation, first saluted each other, and then whispered and small words to each other, which was nothing more than old sayings such as "Have you eaten, are you frozen, are there any suspicious people".

Everything was normal, no suspicious people were found, the sentries ate well, they didn't catch a cold, and they were very happy to be greeted by the deputy platoon commander.

After Yang Fenglan asked for a while, she left these sentinels with satisfaction and continued to be He Moyuan's "personal guard." ”

"The room in the clinic is very bright, it is better for the children to let Xiao Zhao and them help take a look, and wait for the brigade headquarters to order me to organize everyone to move forward."

"Roger, platoon commander."

Yang Fenglan understood what He Moyuan meant, and then walked a few steps quickly and dared to knock on the door of the infirmary a few times in front of the person, only to see a few medical soldiers quickly open the door.

After a few minutes of military salutes and greetings, He Moyuan sent the child in with peace of mind, and handed it over to these beautiful military doctors to raise and take care of.

"The child is taken care of by his comrades, we should also take care of it, and tomorrow the brigade will have a mission."

Yang Fenglan stood on the side of the person and patted her shoulder lightly, casting a confident gaze. The assault rifle that was still straddled behind his back just now was clenched tightly in his hand for a few minutes, and the hot sweat on his forehead fell dripping down his forehead.

"Got it, Xiao Yang, it's so late, go to bed. If you can, show off my cooking skills. ”

He Moyuan opened the individual soldier information terminal, only to see that the task notice of the brigade headquarters had still not been issued, and she couldn't help but feel a little irritable and complaining, looking at Yang Fenglan's back, He Moyuan realized that she would be alone again this night.

Yang Fenglan opened a guest room, her tired body lay on the bed all of a sudden, took off her carrying gear and helmet, and stretched her waist well, her socks were almost soaked with sweat, and there was almost nothing else on her body except stinky sweat.

There is no air conditioning in the hot and dry environment, and there is no support from joint logistics support, and everything is the most difficult environment.

The only air-conditioned room was reserved for a few little medical soldiers, who were a little immature and had just been sent in recruits.

"Ahh It's hot..."