Ye Xiangqian gritted his teeth and gurgled, except for the high-ranking big man of the Federation, Mr. Walter Dawson, who else would target the Black Horse Battalion with such a black hand?

At this moment, Ye Xiangqian had secretly made an oath, and he swore in the honor of his father: "Walter Dawson, I must kill you with my own hands, no matter what price I pay, I will definitely ......"

In Walter Dawson's office, he was furious, ordering the idiot to be put in a cell beneath the Steel City to starve him to death. After learning that Ye Xiangqian not only returned safely from the underground ruins, but also made a great contribution, Walter was very annoyed, so he decided to take special action.

Dawson Cong'an was killed in the Black Horse Camp barracks, and it didn't seem wrong to let the entire Black Horse Camp be buried with Dawson Cong'an. Of course, this is just Walter Dawson's mind alone......

During the period when the entire Federation was once again paralyzed by science and technology, the Black Cavalry Battalion remained in the wilderness, with no medicine inside and no rescuers outside.

If it is on the tram, it will take another ten minutes to reach Yandu, but at this time it is still nearly 200 kilometers away. Because they were not going to fight, the Black Cavalry Battalion did not carry medicine, and in one night, more than a dozen seriously wounded died, and nearly 100 lightly wounded became seriously wounded.

Ye Xiangqian could only look at it weakly, and those pains seemed to be tormenting his body. If he knew that his own flesh and blood were the best healing medicine, he would definitely let go of the last drop of blood in his body!

Overnight, the childishness on his face faded away, and hatred was the thing that made people grow the fastest.

"Captain, the guard battalion has found a pond behind the hill, you can drink some water. Shi Xiangshan held a half-deflated military kettle and looked at Ye Xiangqian worriedly.

In his heart, Ye Xiangqian is not only the captain of the Black Cavalry Battalion, but also the younger brother in his mind. All along, he has been like a shadow behind Ye Xiangqian, few people will notice him, but he and Ye Xiangqian are extremely clear about how sincere the brotherhood between the two is.

He watched Ye Qianqian grow up step by step, and no one knew better than him, this young man with a childish face that had retreated overnight. He knew what Ye Xiangqian wanted to do, but he didn't know how to dissuade him.

However, Shi Xiangshan was not in a hurry, because what Ye Xiangqian had to do was too difficult and too far away......

Three days later, Ye Xiangqian was still sitting listlessly in the barracks, looking at the federal news channel on the screen. The experts in charge of the exploration of the relics of Bufeng Mountain are still being interviewed.

Following the discovery of the ancient True Qi cultivation method in the Cold Pool Ruins of Tianyuan Mountain, the Federation had greater expectations for the Bufeng Mountain Ruins. However, the federal news did not mention the exploration of the Cold Pool Ruins, let alone the exploits of the Black Cavalry Battalion.

At this time, in the office of the director of the federal news channel, Mr. Cobain was receiving a guest with a worried face, a middle-aged man wrapped in a black trench coat.

The man in black casually threw a memory on the table and said coldly: "There are four videos in total, and from today onwards, one will be broadcast every day." ”

Mr. Cobain carefully picked up the memory and connected it to the portable computer on his wrist, and said carefully: "The daily program list of the news channel is approved by the Federal Information Agency, and I am afraid that if I randomly insert other programs, I will ......."

With two "snaps", the man in black threw the two badges on the table, interrupting Cobain's words. One is the badge of the senior director of the Liaison Information Service and the other is the badge of the Federal Intelligence Division. The insignia of the Federal Intelligence Division is clearly engraved with the word Will.

The Federal Intelligence Department is a special agency, simply called a secret police, which can also be called an agent, or a spy. And Will's badge was naturally left behind by him.

When Mr. Cobain saw the black insignia of the Federal Intelligence Division, his neck shrank in fright, and he quickly turned on the portable computer on his wrist and began to watch the video, but a fine bead of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Only halfway through the video, Cobain looked up in shock and looked at Will in disbelief. Two cold lights flashed in Will's eyes behind his sunglasses, and he raised his hand to gently lift his windbreaker, revealing the military short knife under his ribs......

After Ye Xiangqian watched the special program inserted by the contact news channel, he did not say anything special, but walked out of the barracks alone and came to the school ground, silently watching a few newly replenished soldiers who were practicing the chopping action of the long knife.

At this time, a short-haired girl walked up to Ye Xiangqian's side and sat down with him.

The girl's name is Ning Xiaoran, and she is the female medic who was rescued from Dawson from An. In recent days, Ye Xiangqian always likes to sit here in a daze, and Ning Xiaoran always comes here to accompany him. The two sat together for three days, but they didn't say a word, at most they just smiled politely.

But today, Ning Xiaoran spoke. Maybe I watched the news just aired and wanted to comfort Ye Qianqian.

"Do you know why I came to the Black Cavalry Battalion to be a soldier?" Ning Xiaoran's voice was crisp, her words were clear, and she was full of the taste of a female, which made people feel addicted when they listened to it.

Ye Xiangqian grunted in his throat, as if he wanted to speak, but he still didn't ask "why" like a good listener.

Ning Xiaoran didn't care, but smiled poignantly, and said with sadness in her eyes: "I just want to see what kind of person a boy who has had a crush on me since he was a child and is willing to die for it." ”

Ye Xiangqian was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand this sentence very well, but Ning Xiaoran had no intention of stopping, but continued to speak. "His name is Wu Yun, you won't forget this name, right?"

Ye Xiangqian thought about it carefully, he really didn't know who the owner of this name was, and he didn't feel a little curious in his heart, when did he and this Wu Yun meet?

Ning Xiaoran didn't turn her head, but she seemed to see the incomprehension in Ye Xiangqian's eyes, and couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

After a long while, she stopped whimpering and continued: "In the battle of the Terqin Grassland, you became famous all over the world and became a famous black cavalry captain in the entire Federation. Poor Wu Yun, but he didn't even know his name to save the people he sacrificed his life to save. ”

Ye Xiangqian's heart was shocked, and he remembered the sparse but firm beard like a steel needle.

Sure enough, Ning Xiaoran confirmed Ye Xiangqian's guess, and she roared angrily: "In the battle of the Telqin Grassland, the flag guard blocked a knife from Da Moro for you, and he was split in half, and he woke you up with a lot of blood, but I hate you but I don't know his name." ”