Luo Qingxuan exhaled a long breath of cold air, and his bright eyes suddenly exuded a series of indescribable wisdom and determination, as if a boulder was firmly pressed on his chest.

Her legs involuntarily pressed together, unabashedly puffing up her chest, feeling that she had a bit of spirit and authority in front of these battle-hardened veterans, and then suddenly spread the hands that had clenched her fists early, and her ten fingers couldn't bear the loneliness, and habitually clinged to the trouser line.

The sweat on her forehead fell on the bottom of the car down her cheeks, and her black eyes always inadvertently gave people a suffocating deterrent and murderous aura, she always liked to take out the appearance of a deputy commander to maintain her slightly unbearable face, but in addition to a group of recruits saluting in the rules, those veterans were a little unimpressed, but they also saluted with the recruits.

Luo Qingxuan returned the salute and swept this incomparably unique position with a murderous and arrogant look, and the entire company was gathered together, as if it was a concentrated rest after the war.

Luo Qingxuan didn't care, and continued to ride in the car to her heart's content, although it seemed that there was a kind of superiority and confidence from the bottom of her heart, but the inferiority complex that filled her mind always stimulated this extremely strong heart, driving her to constantly strive for any opportunity in front of her.

The extraordinary determination obviously did not impress these veterans, they leisurely leaned on the tank to rest, as if venting into the air a few puffs of smoke, swarthy hands tightly holding a self-defense assault gun, the whole person looked very sophisticated, but a little more unconscious vicissitudes.

Luo Qingxuan sat on the chair, leaning on the back cushion relaxedly, and put his hands on his legs in a regular manner, at this time, it seemed that some officers should have the calmness and restraint.

The extremely embarrassed appearance soon burned the incomparably delicate cheeks red, and the rapid gasping and fingers scratching back and forth were uneasy.

She looked at the soldiers rushing on the battlefield with a smile, and couldn't help but feel a little touched. At this moment, the light breeze that just blew in from both sides just eased her slightly fluctuating mood.

Compared with Luo Qingxuan, Lin Yinqing, who was still immersed in writing, was much calmer, and her non-stop pen head matched with the monotonous manuscript paper, just highlighting her frowning brows and delicate face.

She wrote for about 3 hours in a row, but she felt that it was only about three minutes after a short time, without any boredom and anxiety, and even added a fresh sense of accomplishment.

Lin Yinqing stretched, and his slightly stiff back finally stuck to the chair as if relieved.

She stretched her legs forward as if relaxed, her eyes looking around tiredly, her dark eyes shining like black gems, as if revealing a brighter halo all the time.

But no matter how deliberately she hides her rich gaze language, the charm she carries has already hooked the souls of many people.

looked at the clock hanging next to the desk, her calm heart also changed in an instant like turning a book at this moment, she was right about the watch, tomorrow is the day to hand over the rights to Miss Jingmei.

She said in her heart, and then got up and dragged her coat neatly down, and hung it gently on the old clothes rack on the left side of the bed, and there was no one else in the whole tent except her.

A clean space made her have a little more undeniable imagination and anticipation for tomorrow's arrangement, she stroked her short hair lightly, and used her gentle breathing to feel the ease and tranquility of the evening.

In a broken wooden cabinet squeezed in the corner is an automatic rifle that is about to turn gray, looking like a down-and-out veteran, gradually drowned in the long river of history by a group of rising stars.

She took off her clothes, sat on the bed and meditated on tomorrow's words and deeds, Thinking that Miss Jingmei and herself have always been sisters who have gotten along well for many years, in order not to lose face, Lin Yinqing always thinks a lot.

She is always accustomed to being alone, even if she is alone, she will no longer be afraid of the night, but the future battlefield is even more worrying to Lin Yinqing, the mission and operation of 759 have been thwarted, and even some officers of the Asian Union who did not agree to the evacuation operation before have shut up at this moment.

These drastic and extreme measures have completely transformed this group of people from a small fight in the forum to a single-minded, sharply targeted wait-and-see forum.

They will pay close attention to Lin Yinqing's actions, but they will not provide any overt attention and support, but will take the opportunity to find your ugly place and hype up and smear you.

Lin Yinqing was always thinking about these things that had nothing to do with her for the time being, and she was also trying to ponder these fragmentary topics and tasks more deeply, and the work in the first few months seemed to be a "copy" task that deliberately improved the actual combat ability to a high level, but it was equally significant......

Lin Yinqing thought about it, the sun in the west had dyed the clouds that were still white at that time, her ears were a little red, and some of the dust on her face had been quietly forgotten in the long river of time before she could take care of it.

After a group of people disappeared, the few remaining members of the team struggled to add a few blazing fires to the darkness in their long-term exhaustion, but the entire organization was in a state of severe shortage.

Lin Yinqing admired the sunset, his hands caressing the futon.

This vital evacuation operation is destined to be accompanied by many tasks that are more important than the evacuation.

She suddenly felt a little panicked again, and her chest was pressed like an extraordinarily heavy boulder, which stimulated the extremely sensitive pain nerves in her brain, forcing herself to lie on the bed that could trigger nightmares at any moment.

“…… It's painful and tangled, it's annoying."

Lin Yinqing complained, got up and took off his black military boots again, and the whole person lay on the bed and rested as much as possible, looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow as if in free fall.