The Battlefield Headquarters was built in the west-central part of the border zone between Nepal and China. There is a certain distance from the Peak of Shiran.

Because it is a temporary installation, the main body is composed of a large number of military tents of various specifications. There was no time to build an airfield runway, only a large piece of safe space on the edge of the cliff behind for helicopters to take off and land.

This night, because there were constantly elite teams coming from the direction of Xilang Peak to reinforce and participate in the follow-up battlefield clearance mission, the entire headquarters and nearby areas have been very lively.

Helicopters take off and land, cars go back and forth, and people are noisy.

Team 1777 was located on the outskirts of the headquarters, and due to the sheer number of wounded, there were six military tents in total.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, before dawn, the same starlight and moonlight as on the grassland illuminated hundreds of dark green military tents in the field, and dazzling searchlights swept back and forth.

A neatly equipped Wu shirt was wrapped several times with bandages from the left shoulder to the right ribs, and there were blood stains on the bandages.

Holding a sick lone gun in his arms, Wu Yi sat silently and vigilantly outside one of the small military tents.

Among the few of them, when it comes to the recovery speed of the injury, the fastest one now should actually be Shen Yixiu, the jade bone they got from the big pointed main ship before is only effective for Rusty Sister alone for the time being.

Then the second should be Han Qingyu. This is partly due to the fact that his current physical fitness is incomprehensible, with extremely strong endurance and recovery, and partly because he can molt.

Wu Yi is different from Shen Yixiu and Han Qingyu, maybe because of his past experience, he doesn't feel or care about the general pain, and even so, he can always recover smoothly in the end.

The sound of "click" footsteps sounded not far away.

Wu Yi turned his head, looked at Wen Jifei coming over, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Hmm. Wen Jifei used his left hand to support his tightly wrapped right arm, and said, "Actually, I took a knife." To be precise, he received a half-knife and injured his right arm, and nothing else happened. ”

After speaking, he glanced at the tent and asked, "Is there any movement?"

Wu Xian shook his head.

"That's good. ”

Wen Jifei sat down, lit a cigarette and smoked, and looked up at the night sky. After a while, the nose was sore, and tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of the eyes.

Because of a brief separation.

He Tangtang is gone.

Young Master Shiheng is gone.

The team lost seven people at a time, seven of their comrades-in-arms who got along day and night.

Wounded almost all.

It is said that the battlefield is ruthless, but all this came too suddenly. And what happened to these people, several of them knew it all too well in their hearts. As a result, there is more anger and more grievance in the sadness, which makes the pain increase countless times.

"I just went to ask somebody, Mira is over there in Inddo, and she's fine, but her arm is ......"

"The left arm, because of the continuous shooting after being pierced by the knife, the wound was completely torn, and I still don't know if it can be saved in the end. ”

"I'm afraid that in the future, she won't be able to use a gun anymore. ”

Wu Yi is a very suitable person to talk to, Wen Jifei whispered to him slowly, and when he said this, there seemed to be a slight noise in the tent behind him.

Wen Jifei turned his head.

"Aoko?"

"Aoko, are you awake?"

didn't dare to ask too loudly, Wen Jifei listened carefully for a while, there was no response in the tent, and there was no follow-up movement. He could only think that he had misheard and sat down again.

After a while, a series of clear footsteps sounded.

Appearing in front of him was a team of seven officers, some from the headquarters of the Alliance, others from other armies, and interpreters.

Wen Jifei and Wu Yi stood up and blocked the comers.

"You guys, what's wrong?" Wen Jifei asked.

The leading major general of the alliance on the opposite side spoke a passage in English, and the translator relayed:

"Yes. We want to go in to see Major Han Qingyu, and at the same time ask him to find out the specific situation in the plateau battlefield, because the follow-up troops are about to go in......"

"You can ask me. Wen Jifei pointed to himself.

The interpreter muttered a few words to the officer, and relayed with a polite smile:

"We still hope to be able to communicate directly with Major Han Qingyu, after all, he is the strongest combat force that has penetrated into that battlefield so far, and he has a wealth of combat experience. ”

Wen Jifei's face was a little bad, he was 100% sure that at least one of the seven people in front of him was the person sent by Alphonse to inquire about the situation...... The tone sank, Wen Jifei shook his head and said:

"He's hurt. ”

"Yes, but we just went to consult with the paramedics, and they said that Major Qing didn't do much treatment at that time and left. The major general spread his hands and explained: "So, we thought his injuries were not serious. ”

Paraphrased by the translator.

Chaotic and hurried footsteps came from all directions.

Including Shen Yixiu and Qin Guowen, all the members of the 1777 team who could still move ran out of the camp tent, and shouted loudly while coming over:

"What do you want to do?!"

The Major General officer looked left and right, his eyes were very dazed, and he seemed to be very puzzled by the intense emotional reaction of the 1777 team members.

In fact, things have developed to the present, and the members of the 1777 team, as people who have experienced this murder, will live for the rest of their lives...... Although it is not known that the Alphonse family is planning the whole thing behind the scenes, it is inevitable that there are some doubts and speculations that something is not quite right.

Among them, Qingzi's emotions are very wrong.

In addition, the fact that after the labor team came back with the team, they did not report the situation to the headquarters here, but ran to Xilang Peak overnight with injuries, which seems to indicate that the problem is serious.

In addition, in the past two days and two nights, the command here has never made a statement or taken concrete action, except for sending people to inquire and investigate again and again. This also made the fighters feel very uncomfortable.

In short, the entire 1777 team is now very depressed and uneasy. In such a situation, it is naturally very difficult for them to communicate normally.

"What do you mean?!, treat us like prisoners, don't you?"

"What the are you trying to do?"

“...... Qingzi is hurting!"

The angry 1777 didn't care about the other party's origin or rank.

At the door of the tent, shovings and fierce arguments soon followed.

"We're just here to visit Major Qing and learn something about the follow-up troops entering the battlefield. The interpreter explained, raised his voice, and shouted: "Be careful about your behavior and understand what you are doing......"

"Wow...... Hula!"

The tent door was opened from the inside out.

The comrades-in-arms of 1777 fell silent and turned back.

Han Qingyu was wrapped in bandages and came out and said, "It's okay, let's go back first...... It's really okay, let's all have a good rest. ”

After saying that, he smiled at them and turned to the officer opposite.

"It's too small in the tent, so let's just sit here and talk. ”

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