Muyang flipped through the description column, scene world column, and kill list at random, and didn't find any useful information, so he returned to the task bar and directly clicked to accept the task.

Second World Second Mission: "Lead your own soldiers to live." ”

Seeing this title, Mu Yang could only say speechless, war, the purpose is to defeat the enemy, and the requirement of the system is to let yourself lead people to live, it can be seen how tragic the war has become, as long as you can survive, you are already lucky.

After Muyang clicked on the task, he came to the description column to view, and after receiving the task, a description appeared in the description column.

"The second mission in the second world, lead your soldiers to live, as long as the host can ensure that the death rate of its soldiers is less than half, even if the mission is completed, the fewer the number of deaths, the higher the completion of the mission, and the better the reward, I hope the host will make persistent efforts."

As long as half of them survive, will they complete the task, Mu Yang shook his head, this is war, this is the battlefield.

A few days later, Alan. Swift is recovering well and is going back to the troops. When they parted, Allen told Mu Yang that he was in charge of the logistics and military quarters of the division headquarters, and if Mu Yang had any needs, he could come to him at any time, or send someone over.

Watching the soldiers pick up Allen, Muyang also completed the final finishing touches. The second mission has been taken, and Muyang is also preparing to return to the front line.

"Joseph, I hope you don't go back to the front line, it's too dangerous there, you know, your medical knowledge, you can treat more people in the rear, you shouldn't go to the front line to take risks." Elfre strongly persuaded Muyang to stay.

Elver felt that it was a waste for Joseph to be such a brilliant medical skill and to be a soldier who was charging into battle.

He should stay in the hospital and stay on the operating table. Essays should be written, lectures given at the Royal College of Physicians, lectures should be given to those students in university classrooms, not rolled in the mud with guns and rough blanks.

"Elver, I have my mission and responsibility to wait until the war is over. I will come back to Cambridge from the beginning, finish my studies, and then become a doctor, and hopefully at that point we will have the opportunity to work together again. Muyang said to Elver.

Elver could only express helplessness.

Mu Yang came to the church, the wounded soldiers here have been replaced, Mu Yang didn't know a few people, he found Lina and said goodbye to this lovely little nurse.

"Joseph. Please take care of yourself, I will miss you. Lena looked at Muyang with some sadness and said.

Mu Yang smiled and said, "Lena, I will miss you too, you are the most beautiful girl in the hospital." ”

Mu Yang waved goodbye and turned to leave.

As soon as he walked a few steps, Lena's voice came from behind him: "Joseph, don't go yet." ”

"What's wrong?" Muyang turned around and asked.

Lena seemed to have plucked up her courage. Stretched out his hand to hold Muyang's arm, in the surprised gaze of others. Pulling Muyang and running away quickly.

Lina's hands were very soft, and Muyang was led by her and ran with her unconsciously.

Walking through the ward to the medical area, Lena pulled Muyang into her room.

Originally, Lena was in the same room as Glaitis, but now it's daytime, and Gladith is still working in the ward.

The room was poorly furnished, with only two wooden beds and a wooden table by the window. But girls love beauty. A huge shell casing stood on the table, filled with flowers.

Although these flowers are wildflowers that can be found everywhere along the roadside, they also bring a touch of warmth to this humble room.

"Joseph, I like you, I don't know if I'll ever meet you again. I hope to make a memory for myself. Lena looked at Muyang a little confused, and said these words very boldly.

Muyang knew what Lena wanted to express.

War means separation, it means death, it means that this separation may be goodbye, and they may not see each other until they meet.

Lena wants to leave a memory for her relationship and doesn't want to regret it.

Muyang did not refuse, and he did not have the right to refuse.

When a girl expresses her love for you, it is a man's luck and must be cherished.

Mu Yang looked at Lina's pretty face and lowered her head......

Two hours later, Muyang got up and dressed, Lena didn't move, and a ray of sunlight shone on her through the window. The exposed skin looked smooth, white and shiny, as if it had been coated with a halo on the woman's body, which made Muyang have the urge to pounce again.

"Will you come back to see me, Joseph?" Lena tugged at the sheet in her hand, covering her upper body, but the exposed skin made it even more reverie.

Muyang sat back on the edge of the bed and gently stroked Lina's cheek with her hand, and Lina took the initiative to rub her face in Muyang's palm like a kitten.

"I'll come and see you, whenever I have time. You're so beautiful and charming, and the next time I visit, I'd like you to tell me about you. Muyang said.

"Hmm." Lena enjoyed the feeling, a feeling of being filled with happiness.

Muyang is on the road, he doesn't have Aite's treatment, and there are soldiers who come to pick him up. After inquiring about the current location of the troops, Muyang took a cowhide backpack and returned to the front line in a carriage transporting the wounded.

The hospital is about a dozen miles away from the front line, and it just rained yesterday, and the road is very muddy, and from time to time horse-drawn carts carrying supplies pass by.

"Sir, I remember you, although I don't know your name, but I remember your appearance, you were injured and came to the hospital, or did I send you." The coachman was chatting with Muyang while driving the carriage.

The driver looked to be nearly 50 years old, with a stubble, short beard, a southern British accent, and a somewhat shabby military uniform with the rank of corporal.

"Thank you so much." Muyang looked at the surrounding scenery and said a word without looking back.

The driver was very happy, "You're welcome, this is my job, I have to transport a lot of wounded soldiers to the hospital every day, but there are many fewer people coming back, and those boys are a pity." ”

The coachman's words made Muyang's face unconsciously rise black lines, what a guy who can't chat.

"But you seem to be doing well, congratulations to the chief on your recovery." The coachman complimented.

"Thank you for your concern." Mu Yang replied, and after saying this, Mu Yang continued, "How do I feel that there is something wrong with this road, shouldn't we go in the direction of Baylor, the current direction seems to be wrong?" Mu Yang asked suspiciously.

Sir, our troops have retreated to Parsidini, our regiment suffered too much loss in the battle in June, and was transferred to the second line of defense for repair, and now the task is to defend the second line of defense, and I don't know the specific situation, when you go back and ask, someone will naturally tell you. (To be continued......)