Lao Luo was already very close to the last installation point, and he climbed up with difficulty, while muttering: "It won't be the rabbit cub, the rabbit cub must not be so awesome... But this rabbit cub is very evil... Hiss · · That's impossible, if that's the case, why do you want me as a master, I was not as good as him when I was young, far behind... Alas! ”

Lao Luo felt that this person must not be Zhang Ergou, but he felt that this person was quite pitiful, obviously a super genius among super geniuses, but he just caught up with such a war, if he was made five years ago, then at this time, he might have become the youngest regiment commander of Clay, and it is estimated that even Zhang Feng could not block the light.

"It's really sad, you said that Zhang Ergou's kid would be so promising!"

Lao Luo hated iron and scolded, although he said so, but in his heart, he regarded Zhang Ergou as his most proud disciple and his own child.

So, who is sitting in the mecha? Everyone was waiting for Li Yaoguo to reveal the answer, the ceremony on the battlefield was already very urgent, less than ten minutes in total, and it was not enough to read that person's name for a few seconds, but these few seconds were infinitely long.

Time seemed to have frozen, and on that bloodstained face, everyone was carefully identifying it to see if they knew him, and to search for similar people in their memories. Some people may feel that he is very familiar, but the scene when Zhang Ergou saved Kyoto has been completely shrouded in the shadow of war, and people have unconsciously turned a page.

People are in a hurry to live in the tension of preparing for war, maybe they will live today and die tomorrow, this tension has made everyone have no time to care about what happened yesterday, so Zhang Ergou's bravery and fearlessness seemed to be short-lived, and disappeared in the minds of Clay citizens in an instant.

But no matter how inconspicuous you are, no matter how idle, no matter how bleak you are, there will always be someone who will treat you as a part of his life, whether it is your lover, or your parents, or... Your brother.

In one of the wards, a boy with blonde hair was looking at the ceiling with his blue eyes, and the glass of water in the cup next to him was shaking incessantly, as evidenced by the violent explosion in the distance.

"Kids, it's time to take medicine!"

A nurse aunt who looked very haggard hurriedly walked in from outside the door and began to make medicine for him in the medicine extractor according to his physical condition.

He looked clumsy and clumsy, accidentally spilled the hot water, and in the process of hurriedly cleaning, he stained the sheets next to the ground, and his face immediately turned red.

"Helen Aya, I'll clean up!"

At this time, Mu Dong had already stood up, but was stopped by Helen.

"The head nurse told me that you can't move around, otherwise the toxin will spread!"

Mu Dong glanced at the sleeve of the woman's coat, which was still a white mark left by the drying of tears. Just last night he heard everything that was happening in the duty room next door, the mother who had lost her only son. What she has done now, and the only thing she can do, is to accept this fact.

Mu Dong wanted to step forward and comfort her, but he was afraid that it would not be good and cause Helen's sad mood, so he could only sit and watch her clean up and be silent.

"This damn war!" Mu Dong said secretly in his heart.

Like this poor lady, he also lost his own parents, and he had come to terms with this fact in the months he had been lying in bed, and now the only thing he wanted to do, the only person he worried about was his good brother, Zhang Ergou.

But where is Zhang Ergou?