"Tens of thousands?" When the military doctor heard Nan Zheng's answer, he curled the corners of his lips and smiled contemptuously: "You are wrong, the answer is --- hundreds of millions." He slowly lowered his hand, which was bleeding from between his fingernails, and his jade-like brows looked extremely cold in the reflection of glass.

The figure of the military doctor Qing Jun stood in front of the glass window, looking very lonely and lonely, even the warm sunlight sprinkled indoors through the glass window could not dispel the slightest cold on his body: "Xuan City is the second largest city after Sakura City, the butterfly organization has taken root and multiplied in Xuan City for many years, and the upper and lower levels are closely integrated, and the operation of the team is even more sophisticated, you say...... How did the top brass in the military know about the existence of the 'butterfly'? ”

At this point, the military doctor took out a box of cigarettes from his coat pocket, took out a mint cigarette that was obviously a lady, put it in his mouth, and pressed the lighter to ignite it with familiar movements.

Nan Zheng narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and watched the military doctor's movements fixedly: "Is it because some detectives have discovered the clues of the existence of the 'butterfly' organization?" His voice is deliberately kept low, and he uses this ambiguous possibility to narrate.

Vaguely, Nan Zheng guessed something, but without absolute evidence, he couldn't let himself say it casually.

"Agent?" Hearing Nan Zheng mention this very familiar but also very unfamiliar pronoun, the military doctor curled the corners of his lips and sneered contemptuously: "What are those so-called detectives?" It's just a bunch of corpse vegetarian waste! ”

The light smoke swirled in the infirmary, and Nan Zheng looked at the military doctor's undisguised contempt and disgust through the lingering light blue smoke: "...... Why is that? And, even if the case back then was indeed confusing and strange, what does this have to do with you? ”

One question after another seems to be a casual inquiry, but in fact, it has become very skillful under the lure and foreshadowing of the Southern Expedition.

The military doctor held the slender mint cigarette in his mouth, and his warm and jade-like face revealed a disillusioned beauty under the depiction of the sun: "Why? Speaking of this, he raised his eyes to look out the window at the lush woods, and the mottled, tiny branches of light and shadow: "Because I was a soldier of the first battalion back then." ”

The shock of the last sentence to the Southern Expedition was no less than the devastating impact, you must know that there were 500 soldiers in the first battalion that year, although there were not many, but each of them was one in a thousand elite talents. During the secret mission, except for Instructor Luo and Yun Luan, the whereabouts of the rest of the soldiers in the first battalion were unknown.

Later, coupled with the various overt and covert reconciliations of the government and the state, this matter was suppressed. But the rest of the noble families and famous nobles are not vegetarians, and secretly dispatched many connections to investigate what is going on, but in the end they found nothing.

But the only thing that can be determined is that among the 500 soldiers who carried out secret missions in the first battalion that year, only Instructor Luo and Yun Luan survived.

This point, Mu Yong questioned.

Nan Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief, staring closely at the military doctor in front of him, and suddenly he had a ridiculous feeling of traveling through time and space to talk to the dead soul: "This is impossible!" Except for Instructor Luo and Yun Luan, there was no third person who survived back then, who are you?! Having said that, Nan Zheng already believed a little bit in his heart.

Because the military doctor had no reason to deceive him.

After all, it is not a good thing to be involved in the affairs of the first battalion back then, and many people even disappeared mysteriously in the process of secret investigation. It wasn't until later that there was another large-scale case of disappearance of a private detective in Xuan City, which made those noble families stop their plans to continue the investigation.

Obviously, it was a warning from the government.

"The people who survived were not only Miss Yun and Instructor Luo, but also me." The military doctor slowly exhaled a puff of pale blue smoke, and his delicate side face became more and more illusory under the smoke: "Do you know why Miss Yun's eyes have completely lost the function of identifying colors? ”

Holding the mint cigarette between his slender index and middle fingers, the military doctor turned around and slowly approached Nan Zheng, who was sitting on the bed hanging a drip, and the cold smile on his lips was like a torn canvas: "Because Miss Yun is to save me, but also to save the first battalion of the year, she lit a flare in the dark underground palace, and her eyes were hurt by the scorching white light." ”

At this point, the military doctor lowered his eyes and took a puff of his cigarette, squinting his eyes slightly and slowly enjoying the slightly paralyzing feeling brought by the cigarette. I have to admit that he is too tired to live, and whenever he thinks of those bloody, dead comrades-in-arms in midnight dreams, the hatred buried in his heart makes him crazy.

“…… After the flare is lit and lifts into the air, you should close your eyes and block out the light. Nan Zheng was silent for a long time after hearing this, and held back the shock and pity in his heart, so he said word by word.

The military doctor understood what Nan Zheng meant by these words, he lowered his eyelashes and stared at the mint cigarette burning between his fingers, and the expression on his face changed unpredictably: "Who doesn't know this, it's just at that time...... There's really no time left to do anything to protect yourself. ”

Speaking of this, the military doctor's eyes suddenly turned red and damp, and he suddenly clamped the mint cigarette between his fingers, and bright red blood began to ooze intermittently from the nails that had finally stopped bleeding: "In the face of absolute crisis, if it weren't for Miss Yun's decision-making and dragging Instructor Luo and me, who were closest to her, ......"

I'm afraid that the first battalion of that year will really be wiped out.

This sentence choked in the throat of the military doctor and could not be said at all, because he had lowered his head in pain at this moment, and the bloody bodies of his comrades appeared in his mind one after another, and the soft, slippery, and sticky guilty feeling of the military boots stepping on the thick pool of blood on the way to escape.

"What happened back then...... What is the truth? Nan Zheng stared closely at the military doctor's painful action of hiding his face, stretched out his hand and took off the mint cigarette that almost burned to his hair between the other party's fingers and snuffed it out: "I want to know, what secret mission was sent by the military high-level to carry out by the military high-level back then?" ”

Why did that so-called secret mission cause such irreparable damage to Yun Luan?

Why did that so-called mysterious mission cause a battalion known as the elite lion to suffer tragic casualties.

What's going on?

What terrible and terrifying truths are hidden?

Countless questions filled Nan Zheng's mind, but in order to prevent the military doctor's emotions from being too stimulated and causing fainting and coma, Nan Zheng picked up the shelf and stood up, took a glass of warm water for the military doctor, and sat aside and waited for the military doctor to slowly adjust his emotions.

The military doctor took the warm water handed by Nan Zheng and drank half of it lightly, waiting for the overly intense emotions to slowly calm down, and then stretched out his slightly twitching limbs: "When the first battalion was sent on a secret mission, it was clearly said to fight drug trafficking gangs, but in fact, it was ...... but let a battalion go to the burial. ”

At this point, the military doctor smiled extremely coldly at the corner of his lips, and the resentment in his eyes was unconcealed: "At that time, we didn't know that the real core of the mission was to go to the nest of the butterfly organization, and we thought it was just a slightly difficult task to fight criminal gangs, so we didn't think much about it." ”

The military doctor slowly raised his hand to cover half of his face, blocking the warm and dazzling sunlight in the room: "I thought about it carefully for a long time afterwards, and then I realized that we were so stupid and naïve at that time......

"Didn't there be the slightest sign of suspicion before the military top brass issued the mission?" Nan Zheng pursed his thin pale lips slightly, feeling frightened by the attitude of the military top brass in disregard for human life, and even more felt irrepressible anger and hatred. What's the difference between such an approach and a mad butcher?!

The darkness spread in front of the military doctor's eyes, he let his eyes shine through the flesh, indulging in the dark world without a trace of light, and whispered: "There are naturally suspicious signs, but they are doing it very naturally, all kinds of sophisticated weapons and ammunition are constantly transported to the battalion, like parents who are worried about their children's pocket money and insufficient food preparation." ”

The deep voice fell in the ears of Nan Zheng, and the military doctor slowly collapsed with exhaustion as he spoke: "At that time, we all thought that it was an additional supply from the top of the military circles, after all, to fight drug trafficking gangs with weapons and equipment, the equipment should naturally not be too bad, otherwise it will be easy to be suppressed by arms in the process of the mission." ”

"And then?" Nan Zheng's thin lips opened slightly, and his voice trembled slightly, as if expressing the shock and fear in his heart.

"Later, ah......" The military doctor collapsed on the leather chair, slowly lowered his hand to hide his face, and his eyes soaked in tears looked extremely bright at this moment, as if burning with fire inside: "We followed the guidance of the military and followed a secret passage to reach the butterfly's nest--- the magnificent underground kingdom. ”

Underground kingdom.

The nest of the 'butterfly' is indeed worthy of the words --- the underground kingdom.

The palace built underground is like another small world on the ground, except that the butterfly kingdom is just a tiny microcosm of the real world, but even a tiny microcosm is enough to be magnificent. Everywhere is cold and rigorous electronic technology, cold metal machinery and all kinds of infrared scanning surveys.

It was just a secret passage, and it also consumed countless energy and efforts of the battalion back then, until when they finally walked out of that dark passage, what came into view was the intricate underground laboratory. The interlocking buildings must be accessed by elevators, and each metal door is guarded by electronic machinery.

Such a well-guarded underground palace is completely different from the 'drug trafficking organization gang' promulgated by the military high-level at the beginning. No matter how large a drug trafficking gang is, it is impossible to build such a magnificent underground palace, let alone those sophisticated electronic technology, it is simply another world!

A small world on another parallel plane.

The military doctor recalled everything he had encountered in the past, and only felt the anger suppressed in his chest burning more and more fiercely: "Although there are no terrorists in the dark tunnel, it is very complicated and tortuous, and if we don't notice it, we will get lost in it, so we don't dare to act separately at all, so we can only move forward closely." ”

When Nan Zheng heard the military doctor say this, his eyes flashed slightly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he came to an accurate conclusion: "If my analysis is not wrong, that secret path should have been prepared by the military elite, but they didn't dare to take risks casually, so they decided to send the first battalion of the year...... Martyrdom. ”

"You're right." The military doctor was slightly stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, then suddenly raised his head and laughed a few times: "It's just that you are wrong about one thing." ”

"Which point?" Nan Zheng narrowed his starry eyes slightly.

The military doctor raised his eyes and stared into Nan Zheng's eyes, and in the obscure pupils, he could clearly see his cold and pale face: "That secret path is not prepared by the military elite, but the road to hell that 'Butterfly' specially prepared for us outside the underground palace in order to welcome the arrival of nourishment. ”

"What did you say?!" Nan Zheng's hands suddenly clenched into fists, and the needles and needles that pierced into the blood vessels were suddenly subjected to the force of tightening and blocking, and some scarlet blood inevitably returned to the infusion tube. Seeing the situation, the military doctor skillfully broke Nan Zheng's left hand, which was clenched into a fist, and then adjusted the position of the needle.

The scarlet blood dissipated in the infusion tube little by little, and the military doctor stared at the extremely bright color, only feeling a little nauseous in his heart: "I said, that secret path was not prepared in advance by the top of the military circles, but a hellish road from beginning to end, secretly making a deal with the butterfly in private." ”

Looking at Nan Zheng's suddenly pale face, the military doctor stood up and stepped straight on the mint cigarette that was discarded on the floor tiles after being snuffed out by Nan Zheng: "You must know that butterflies need food and nutrients in order to continue to reproduce, and the nutrients they need are precisely the first battalion of the year. ”

After the military doctor said this, there was a long silence in the infirmary.

I don't know how long this suffocating silence lasted, Nan Zheng stared at the mint cigarette that was stepped on by the military doctor on the floor tiles, and asked in a hoarse voice: "...... Why? ”

"Why?" The military doctor stood in front of the cabinet where the medicine was stored, and slowly pulled open the dull and heavy glass cover: "Because the butterfly's nest needs nourishment, because the military elite needs to bury the lives of all the soldiers of the first battalion through this shady deal, in exchange for what they want." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the military doctor took out a rectangular brocade box from the cabinet with a delicate but heavy padlock on it: "It's that simple. ”

"What they want......" Nan Zheng heard the military doctor's answer, and once again lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

What do those military leaders want to gain from the deal in their favor? As a large-scale and financially powerful drug trafficking criminal organization, the bad influence they have caused is also well-known in the world.

But no matter how Nan Zheng racked his brains to think, he couldn't search for any useful information at all, and in the final analysis, he was not a survivor of the first battalion back then, and he couldn't tear through the fog and find the --- bloody truth hidden under the beautiful lie.

Nan Zheng couldn't hide his frustration and sighed, and leaned against the wall with his right hand on his forehead with a painful expression.

"You know, what it is?" Just as Nan Zheng was in a deep sense of powerlessness and self-loathing, the military doctor rested the rectangular brocade box he had taken out on his legs. He took out a small key from the pocket of his underwear, and then threw it to Nan Zheng: "If you want to know, open it and take a closer look." ”

Seeing this, Nan Zheng took the key thrown by the military doctor, which was a key made of brass, with subtle scratches all over it, and a very old sense of age. He lowered his eyes and inserted the key into the lock on the brocade box, and after turning slightly to the right for half a circle, a row of combination locks was revealed behind the lock he took off.

"This thing was specially ordered to me by Miss Yun, and it must be delivered to you." The military doctor stared at Nan Zheng's movements, and couldn't see what the expression was on his face: "This row of combination locks can only be broken by yourself, Miss Yun said, if you can't unlock it, don't get involved in this matter as soon as possible." ”

lest you put your wealth and life into it.

Nan Zheng naturally knew the unfinished words of the military doctor, he lowered his eyes and stared at the row of combination locks quietly, although he was puzzled by Yun Luan's instructions in his heart, but he still guessed something, so he slowly dialed the four numbers 1221 on the row of combination locks.

1221, this is the date of the mysterious disappearance of a battalion that year.

Except for Yun Luan and Instructor Luo, no one could know what was going on, but in order to wipe out all the evidence, the high-level military circles sent someone to forcibly erase the names and identities of Yun Luan and Instructor Luo from the first battalion, and announced to the public that all 500 elite soldiers in the first battalion of that year had disappeared mysteriously.

As for Instructor Luo and Yun Luan, because the identity background of the two is very strong, and they have long been ingrained in Xuanguo, it is because those crazy military high-level leaders do not dare to erase them without authorization, so the two of them teamed up to hide the traces of the military doctor's survival, and buried all the suspicions and resentments in their hearts, deliberately pretending to be frightened and devastated after the mission failed, which deceived the interrogation and investigation of the high-level military circles.

But the truth of the truth is not erased, it will be buried forever under a beautiful lie.

Yun Luan and Instructor Luo had to be depressed for a while, and then they deliberately reorganized into a brand new battalion. This battalion is the battalion where the Southern Expedition is now located, and after countless changes, Instructor Luo is still standing, lurking in the barracks looking for all clues.

1221, which was originally an ordinary number, was soaked into a miserable and heroic medal because of the blood of soldiers.