The light was dazzling, Lin Nuan couldn't see the person's face clearly, and could only vaguely see that the well-defined facial contours were camouflage, and the facial features were cold and hard.

The man had short black hair, and his upper body was wearing a sweat-soaked army training T-shirt, clinging to his strong chest and abdominal muscles, the hem of the T-shirt was tucked into the combat pants by the belt, and the combat boots under his feet were covered with blood and mud.

"Your name is Lin Nuan?!"

The man speaks in his native language, his voice is low and heavy, and in this place where death is like a shadow, it inexplicably makes people feel reliable and authoritative.

Lin Nuan nodded in surprise.

"I'll pick you and Lu Xiangsi's child."

He held the assault rifle in one hand, and with his big hands with open-fingered gloves, he threw the combat uniform, body armor, and helmet he was carrying at Lin Nuan's feet and asked her to put them on.

Although the battle has ended, the number of militants has not been counted, who knows if one will suddenly come out of nowhere and kill Lin Nuan.

Lin Nuan didn't move for a long time, and only after a while did he say in embarrassment: "My legs are weak, and I can't stand up." ”

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Lin Nuan's whole body suddenly relaxed, his muscles were sore, and he kept trembling.

Fu Huaian stretched out his hand, grabbed Lin Nuan's sweaty trembling little hand, and pulled her up.

I thought that Lin Nuan put her finger in the child's mouth because she was afraid that the child would cry.

But when Lin Nuan took his finger out of the child's mouth, he realized that Lin Nuan had actually broken his finger and was feeding the child......

The child left his mother for several hours without eating, and even his crying was extremely weak, and Lin Nuan could only think of this method in a hurry.

The fluctuations that the picture brought to Fu Huai'an's heart at that time, he still remembers ......

Lin Nuan, who was covered with weeds, was still frightened on her little face, and she could see a white face under the dirty stains, with a helmet on her head that was too big for her, a combat uniform up to her thighs, and the child was wrapped in her arms and close to her chest, but she handed the body armor back to Fu Huai'an, and her eyes were full of trust: "Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, you need this ...... more than me."

Fu Huai'an was stunned for a moment, then took the body armor and put Lin Nuan's whole person with her arms and people in the body armor, along with the child in her arms, and only said: "Follow me." ”

Taken safely to the square, government forces have come to take over the place......

Lin Nuan heard from a special forces soldier named Qin Zhe that Lu Xiangsi was not dead, and when they arrived at Jiang's factory, Lu Xiangsi only had one breath left, and she begged their captain to come to Lin Nuan and her children, and the reason why their captain was in Iraq was to save Lu Xiangsi.

After negotiating with the government army, Fu Huaian asked for the child from Lin Nuan, and was about to take the helicopter arranged by the military to take the child to the hospital to see Lu Xiangsi, when Lin Nuan suddenly grabbed the corner of Fu Huaian's clothes.

"I can't talk to the people from their military, can you help me ask them if they know that the dozen survivors of flight T-324 were sent to Tikrit, the capital of Salah al-Din province, for treatment?!"

Lin Nuan, who has not shed tears since stepping into Iraq, dragged the corners of Fu Huai'an's clothes, and his eyes were wet inexplicably.

Holding the child in one hand, Fu Huai'an, whose face was full of camouflage, his eyes were deep and sharp, looking at Lin Nuan, who had been washed clean and dirty, revealing his delicate facial features, and lost his mind for a moment, his clean and clear eyes seemed to hide all the sorrows in the world, and they were ...... Desolate grass does not grow.