"It worked, it really worked." Lieutenant Colonel Zampu rushed into the flagship headquarters like a child and hugged Yang Jingzhong, who was still in heavy armor.

"Lieutenant Colonel Zampu, how about the casualties of the brothers above?" Yang Jingzhong was not as excited as Zampu, and he was more concerned about the casualties of his troops than about victory.

"There are not many dead, most of them are wounded, we are about to be unable to resist, I am ready to die with the rebels, I didn't expect that the brothers on the two landing ships scattered with us suddenly killed from the rear of the rebels, caught the rebels by surprise, and then later, there was basically no big attack."

"Well, it's okay, it's not as serious as I thought, let the brothers all have a good rest, they are all tired." Yang Jingzhong handed over the gun to Zampu, since he arrived at the headquarters, then the matter of taking care of the prisoners could be handed over to him to do, "Let the medical soldier bandage this old gentleman on the seat, he is a big fish, if something happens, I will ask you." ”

"Harm, you can rest assured, it's a trivial matter."

Yang Jingzhong nodded, walked out of the rebel headquarters, and returned along the path he had just come. The heavy armor he wore did not take off, after all, although most of the rebels have surrendered now, there is no guarantee that there will be no diehards who refuse to surrender and secretly put cold guns, as long as his armor is not taken off, it is difficult to hurt him with the weapons of the rebels.

Yang Jingzhong came to the soldier who had fallen under the tongue of Gatling's fire before, carefully removed his identity card, and prayed for him silently for two minutes with his hands folded. Yang Jingzhong didn't plan to move the corpse away, because the corpse had almost been shattered, and it was better to leave it to a special person to be in charge.

The first goal was completed, Yang Jingzhong now wanted to know very much about Conrad's situation, the walkie-talkie had called him many times, but there was no response, and a trace of foreboding shrouded his heart like a dark cloud.

Along the way, groups of rebels squatted neatly on both sides of the aisle with their heads in their hands, and all their guns and ammunition were gathered together and handed over to the care of the Federal Marines. In order to prevent accidental injury, Yang Jingzhong opened the mask in advance. The marines were frightened at first glance when a behemoth came over, and only after seeing the armored person clearly did the soldiers relax and salute Yang Jingzhong.

But Yang Jingzhong didn't have time to care about this, and the top priority was to find Conrad and them.

He trotted all the way to the open space in front of the door of the archives, and was greeted by a blood-stained ground, on the walls, on the ceiling, there were bullet marks from grenades and bullets, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, many corpses could no longer distinguish their original appearance, the only thing that could be distinguished was that the Federation soldiers were wearing individual armor, and the rebels were wearing ordinary protective clothing.

Yang Jingzhong bit his lip tightly and gently picked up the corpses of the federal soldiers, just an hour ago, they were still alive and well, but now, they could only lie quietly on the ground, lying in a pool of blood.

He counted the number of people and found a total of five Union corpses in a prominent place, but no Conrad was found among them. Yang Jingzhong's heart began to ignite a little hope, maybe Conrad was still alive.

"Conrad, Conrad, are you still alive?" Yang Jingzhong shouted while looking for it, but all that answered him was an echo.

"Is it Sir?" After shouting for about five minutes, a faint voice came from behind the container, and it sounded like the person who spoke should have suffered a lot of injuries.

Yang Jingzhong hurried over, a soldier was lying on the ground, the bullet pierced his abdomen, if it wasn't for the medical gel of the individual armor covering the wound, I'm afraid he would have been dead for a long time.

Yang Jingzhong took out the kettle and gave the soldier some water, and when he saw that he was better, he asked, "What about Sergeant Conrad?" Why is he nowhere to be seen? ”

"Sergeant, Sergeant, he's around the corner, sir, you hurry up and save him, he grabbed a grenade and died with the enemy, he was seriously wounded, and he may not last long." The soldier said this with all his strength, and in the blink of an eye, he fainted again. Yang Jingzhong called the medical team with a headset, and he quickly walked to the location pointed out by the wounded soldier.

Oh my God, the first time I saw it, Yang Jingzhong's heart trembled fiercely, Conrad's originally beautiful hair was burned into ashes by the fire, his left eye was pierced by a bullet, leaving a deep blood hole, the individual armor on his body was bent inward and deeply embedded in his body, a large piece of skin that had lost armor protection was already scorched black, and only a small part of his right arm remained, and the wound was no longer so big that medical gel could protect it. Dark red blood billowed out of the wound, creating a pool of blood on the ground.

If it weren't for the wounded soldier saying that it was Conrad lying here, Yang Jingzhong would no longer have been able to see that this terrifying body had been a handsome young man who was not very smart but definitely worthy of sunshine.

Yang Jingzhong threw his helmet like crazy, his ears were close to his chest, and there was a faint heartbeat!

"Medic! Medic, where the are you all dead? Yang Jingzhong knelt on the ground with a thud, gently picked up Conrad's body, and roared like an enraged lion.

A soldier with red crosses sprayed on his armor heard the noise, but he only did a cursory examination, then closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

Yang Jingzhong grabbed the medical soldier's collar, and his blood-red eyes stared at his eyes: "You haven't treated him yet, how do you know that he is hopeless?" ”

"His skin burns have reached 95 percent, and if he were put in a medical nutrient solution within 10 minutes of the injury, there would be a chance to save him, but now...... It was already too late, and if it hadn't been for the adrenaline injected by the armor, he would have died long ago. The medic replied calmly, he had seen a lot of his comrades go crazy to let him save a dying man, and at first he did not listen to the advice of the veteran, and tried hard to save him, but the end result was just a waste of precious medicine. As for the heart-rending cry of his comrades-in-arms when they held the corpse, he had long been numb, and professional rationality told him to use medicine on the wounded who had a chance, and for a wounded like this who was dying, at most give him some tranquilizers to euthanize him.

"What the are you talking about? Now that the level of medical care is so developed, how can it not save him? What about your nanobots? What about your artificial skin? Isn't there one of so many things that can save him? Yang Jingzhong's hand grasping the collar became tighter and tighter, and there was only a trace of reason left in his mind to restrain him from hitting people.

"Yang Jingzhong, let him go."

A violent cough came from behind him, and Yang Jingzhong hurriedly let go of the medical soldier and gently picked up the dying Conrad.

"Conrad, stop talking, this person doesn't want to save you, I'll find someone else."

"No, don't go, I know what I am." Conrad's voice was almost as small as a mosquito, and Yang had to keep his ears close to his mouth.

Conrad touched his chest with his hand, took out a USB flash drive that was stained with blood and had coagulated, and handed it to Yang Jingzhong tremblingly: "Please send this to my mother." ”

Yang Jingzhong gently held Conrad's hand, nodded heavily, and carefully put the USB flash drive into his pocket. He turned away, not wanting Conrad to see himself with tears on his face.

"Okay, don't be so sad, I'm just, sleepy, I just want to sleep for a while."

Conrad's eyes slowly closed, and there was no movement in his whole body.

Tears flowed down his cheeks and dripped on Conrad's bloodstained hands, Yang Jingzhong felt that he had never been so sad, this sergeant who had just known him was the first and only friend he made in the NF fleet, and when he didn't know about the NF fleet, it was Conrad who said everything he knew without reservation; When he convinces the officers to act according to his battle plan, it is Conrad who cooperates with him to solve the problem quickly; Finally, at the critical moment, it was Conrad who stepped forward and solved his urgent need.

And the friendship he and Conrad had cemented in the battle withered before they could enjoy the fruits of victory.

Yang Jingzhong stayed with him in a daze, and it was not until the medical soldiers carried Conrad to the stretcher and covered his body with a white cloth that he came back to his senses, wiped the tears from his face, and returned to the headquarters of the rebels.

Lieutenant Colonel Zan Pu was standing outside the door, saw Yang Jingzhong walking over with red eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Sir, have you encountered anything unhappy?" ”

Yang Jingzhong shook his head and did not continue the topic.

Zamp didn't ask any further: "General Georgi is inside, do you want to go in?" ”

Before Yang Jingzhong could speak, Georgina's vodka-flavored accent came out of the headquarters.

"Kurappf, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, right? I heard you changed your name? What is it called Vlasov, right? Georgi poured Kurapov a glass of wine.

"Yes, twelve years and four months, since I defected, the Federation has not let go of the pursuit of me. If it weren't for the catastrophe that scattered the forces of the Federation ten years ago, I am afraid that I would have died under the fire of the Federation. Kurapov tightened the bandage on his leg

Just as Georgi wanted to continue, Yang Jingzhong's figure appeared at the door. Georgi immediately stood up with a smile and greeted him: "Why are your eyes red?" Just cried? ”

"Conrad died."

Georgi was stunned for a moment, sighed softly, lowered his head and patted him on the shoulder: "Mourn, how can there be immortals in war, as a commander, you have done a good job, come, let me introduce you." ”

Georgi pulled Yang Jingzhong in front of Kulapp: "Kula, this little guy is your real opponent, I didn't command much, and I did it according to his plan the whole process." Xiao Yang, do you know who he is? ”

"Murderer."

"you!" Georgi knocked a hairy chestnut on Yang Jingzhong's head, "He is your senior, the third shuttle!" ”