Originally, the people present had been driven away by Trode, so no one could know how Trode pulled Heard out of the tank, because Trode's decision was so sudden, even he himself couldn't remember those things clearly, as for Heard, she hadn't forgotten, but by the time she talked to Trode, it was a long, long time later, so I won't mention it here......

"Smack......

It was all too tight to make Trode feel real, and it was the beginning of his vivid memory, the moment when his body was intimate with the earth......

In order to avoid a possible explosion, Trood dragged Hilde for a short distance before lying on the ground. Hilde, who was being pulled by him, was completely unaware of this sudden suddenness, and followed Trode to the ground in embarrassment, because the landing was unstable, and his face was a little more muddy.

After climbing a few steps, Trode felt that the pain in his leg was really unbearable, and at this time he also saw a relatively thick tree in front of him, which should be used to hide his body, thinking of this, he couldn't bear the pain anymore, and pulled Hilde again, and quickly ran behind the tree.

At this time, when he arrived at the back of the tree, he also found that from just now to now, his hand had been holding Hilde tightly. This made him very embarrassed, trembling his body, and spreading his hands.

"Boom!"

There was a violent explosion behind him, and even with a large tree as a shield, Trood could feel the violent shockwave. Feeling this strong wind, he knew that the undefeated 'Tiger' that had fought many battlefields with his team had said goodbye to them completely, and the rest was estimated to be only the pitch-black skeleton. Also, because the ammunition rack exploded, the turret may not be in place. Trood didn't know how to make Hilde accept this fate......

“234…… Whining...... 234...... "Hilde sat down on her knees with a puff, and kept muttering her 'tiger' number. Rather than the imposing or interesting titles, Hilde was still accustomed to calling her chariots by simple numerical numbers.

Trode looked at Hilde kneeling in front of him, his heart ached like a knife, and he leaned over to support her and said, "As long as you are okay, there is a future, I know that there is nothing else in your heart that can replace 234, but if you don't mind, I can still go and ask for a tank." It can go down in place of 234. ”

Trood glanced to the side and continued, "While this may be a rejection of 234, I guess 234 doesn't look like you're stopping here. ”

Even though Trode said a lot, Heard only sobbed silently, and did not react. Seeing this scene, Trode also shook his head slightly, trying to help Hilde up, but found that there were some more scars on Hilde's originally slender hands.

If you look closely. It is not difficult to find that it is caused by burns. This was due to the fact that Hilde was unable to move his hand when he pressed his hand against the burning liquid on the roof of the car, although it was blocked by wet clothing, but for a long time. The heat was still coming through, burning Hilde's hand slightly. Because he was in too much of a hurry just now, although Trode kept holding her hand, he didn't notice this detail. Heard must have been in pain when he tugged her hand so hard just now, but she didn't say anything.

Come to think of this. Trode's heart couldn't help but become more bitter, gritted his teeth, he gently held the back of Hilde's hand, and slowly said to Hilde: "I will do my best to make the tank that comes up with the supply also call 234......"

Hearing Trode say this, Hield finally reacted, she shook her head violently, but didn't say a word.

Trode sighed, looked straight at her, and said, "People who blindly indulge in the past are no different from dead, and no one wants you to be like that, and this of course includes your 234." ”

In fact, other things are not very convincing for Heard, but only 234 is this, he can't resist no matter what, and Trode has firmly grasped this point, so he seized the opportunity to break through Heard's mental barrier.

From the time of the "limit" incident, Trode knew that this usually inconspicuous cold girl, the maturity in her heart is really not low, and compared to her, she is really like a child. But even if you are extremely mature in your heart, everyone has their own weaknesses. However, just by virtue of what Trode said at this time, it can make her feel it, and it still shows that her mental endurance is really strong.

Seeing that Hilde no longer shook his head, the stone in Trode's heart was already half lowered, and he said with a smile: "Everyone is probably in a hurry, let's go." ”

Hilde nodded, and stood up with his head bowed. Trode wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to change the atmosphere, so he jumped up at once, trying to scare Hield.

However, because this action was so exaggerated, it was stretched to his thigh, and the sudden pain made Trode's leg weak, and he sat directly on the ground, and Hilde, whose eyes drooped with him, also happened to find the wound on his leg. The wound, which was originally small, had partially rotted due to the time spent rubbing on the ground, but the careless Tlord had not noticed this.

"Leg ......"

Hield crouched down, leaned closer to Trode's thigh, and began to take a closer look at the wound. Trode complained bitterly, he wanted to change the atmosphere, but who knew that this time it would have the opposite effect, in terms of Hiard's character, if she didn't honestly let her treat this wound, she wouldn't listen to anything she said again.

Sure enough, Hilde's expression became very sad again, although it was not as good as the 'tiger' explosion just now, but it was also an expression that Trod had never seen before. But this did not affect the work in her hands, three strokes and five divided by two to bandage the wound on Trode's leg, although the bullet was still in the thigh, which made Trode very painful, but because it did not hurt the nerves of the important blood vessels, so in addition to the pain, Trode was not bad.

Looking at Hilde, who was bandaging himself, Trode smiled with relief.

"As long as people are around, everything will be ......" (To be continued.) )