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Southern Xinjiang Military Region, hospital ward.

Outside the ward, Yang Yunfan was lying lazily on a chair outside the corridor.

Southern Xinjiang is a good place with spring-like weather all year round. Even though it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather here is not too cold. As long as there is sun, it will be exceptionally bright outside.

Two hours have passed since General Li Weijian's treatment. During this period, various indicators of Li Weijian's body have also returned to normal.

To be on the safe side, Yang Yunfan stayed in the hospital just in case.

"Doctor Yang, the general is awake and wants to see you!" Just when Yang Yunfan was basking in the sun and about to fall asleep, a man wearing a major's military uniform ran over and said.

Yang Yunfan woke up instantly, covered the sun with his hand, raised his head and said, "I understand."

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"Report!"

The major knocked gently at the door of the ward, then stood at attention and said.

General Li Weijian glanced aside.

Soon, the orderly on the side understood, went to open the door, and said to Yang Yunfan at the door: "General, please come in, Dr. Yang."

Yang Yunfan thought that Li Weijian was worried about his physical condition, so he walked into the house, checked Li Weijian, and said: "General, there is no major problem with your body. You can recover after a few days of rest. Don't worry."

Li Weijian shook his head and said solemnly: "No, I am not worried about my physical condition! What I am worried about now is that the secret treasure of the Tibetan Temple stolen by those mercenaries has been smuggled across the border! This

The secret treasure is related to national secrets. It must not fall into the hands of the enemy!"

"Huh?" Yang Yunfan frowned.

Immediately, he smiled bitterly: "General, it seems that these things have nothing to do with me. I am just a doctor. The border patrol force should be responsible for intercepting mercenaries."

Li Weijian still shook his head, looked at Yang Yunfan with burning eyes, and uttered three words: "Blood Kirin."

Yang Yunfan's eyes instantly condensed, looking at Li Weijian like a knife.

Immediately, he chuckled: "It seems that General Li knows me very well. However, I haven't used the codename Blood Qilin for a long time, and I have almost forgotten it."

Li Weijian shook his head and said: "Colonel Yang, whether you admit it or not, I have to say that among the border guards, you are the only one who is confident of intercepting that group of mercenaries. You also know that although the training of our border guards is strict,

, but they have not received the baptism of blood and fire. Exercises cannot be compared to real war."

Yang Yunfan knew that when Li Weijian said this, he was not belittling his troops.

This old fox obviously knows his identity and wants to work for free.

"Of course, I won't let Colonel Yang chase the mercenaries alone. I will also send another team of mine to assist you, Colonel Yang. At this time, they have gathered in Jingfang Village!" Li Weijian said this with

He looked at Yang Yunfan with pleading eyes and said: "No matter what, please bring the things back! Please! Colonel Yang Yunfan!"

Yang Yunfan wanted to refuse, but at this moment, he was wearing a brand new military uniform. Looking at the three five-pointed stars on his shoulders, Yang Yunfan realized that he seemed unable to refuse this request. What's more, defending the country and preventing the leakage of national secrets is also

A rule of conduct taught by the old man since childhood.

"Okay! I agreed." Yang Yunfan nodded and agreed. The Buddhist spies and the Japanese spies teamed up to steal some secret treasure from the Tibetan temple. For this secret treasure, they almost poisoned one to death.

Deputy Commander of the Border Defense Military Region!

Being able to come and go freely on the Chinese border, these guys really don't take the Chinese people seriously!

"Please, Colonel Yang Yunfan!" Li Weijian struggled up, took Yang Yunfan's hand with his rough hands, and shook it hard! There was hope in his eyes!

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At dusk, Jingfang Village is a village near the southwest border.

On the hillside one thousand meters away from the village, a head with a grass ring poked out from an inconspicuous corner of the top of the mountain. Its cold eyes were searching for something, and its face covered with oil paint had an indifferent expression.

Not long after, the man shrank back, then took out an ultra-long-range sniper rifle and began to scan slowly.

"Found it! Haha, it turns out that the people following us are a group of Chinese mountain special forces! They really look down on us." Not long after, he grinned and let out a cold laugh, like the scream of a vulture, welcoming the arrival of death.

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Jingfang Village.

The cool wind blows through the semi-desert mountain peaks, rolling up yellow sand all over the sky, and dry grass is also rolled up into the sky. Dark clouds are pressing down on the top, and the strong wind is blowing, adding a bit of chill to this barren mountain wilderness.

This is a barren mountain village with a small population of only a few hundred people. There is a flagpole on the lawn at the entrance of the village, with a dazzling five-star red flag flying on it. There is a border guard post beside an ancient road outside the village, but it is in disrepair.

The outpost has long been deserted.

However, today, a special wave of guests arrived at the outpost.

This is a heavily equipped team, each one is fully armed, each wearing a camouflage combat uniform, and carrying various weapons such as assault rifles, sniper rifles, and semi-automatic submachine guns.

"Captain, do you want us to wait here?" A dark-faced man was playing with sparks in the post, preparing to light a fire for cooking. However, the conditions inside the post were really poor and a little damp. He tried to light a fire several times without success.

, and the mood seemed a little irritable.

A horse-faced man leaned against the window, looking at the dark clouds rolling outside, and the weather that was about to be stormy at any time. He lowered his head and hummed, saying: "Waiting for an important person. He is the commander assigned to us by the superiors. That is ours."

Boss!"

At this time, a tall man carrying a rabbit came into the door and skinned the rabbit skillfully. After hearing this, he immediately said disdainfully: "Tsk, we are the first team of the southern Xinjiang Mountain Special Forces! Who is qualified to come and rescue the rabbit?"

Are we the commander?"

After listening to the words of the people above, a man who was cleaning his gun in the corner didn't even raise his head and said nonchalantly: "You guys, stop talking nonsense! It's going to rain today, and you haven't even lit a fire?"

Why are you still beeping blindly? Nigger, hurry up and start a fire, I'm going to starve to death!"

"Okay, Mr. Bei, you can clean your gun with peace of mind and I'll get it for you right away." The soldier who was lighting the fire smiled and agreed, polished a piece of firewood, and then threw it into the pile of sawdust.

Soon, the flames burst into flames.

Mr. Bei glanced at the fire, glared at the black-faced soldier with dissatisfaction, and said, "Look, isn't this on fire? You're the only one who's been beeping all day long. What the hell have you been doing?"

The black-faced soldier smiled, showing his white teeth, and said to his comrades who were picking up the rabbit next to him: "Hunter, bring the rabbit over here! Let's eat roasted whole rabbit today!"

When they heard about eating roasted rabbit, other people also became greedy and cheered loudly: "Okay, roasted rabbit is good! I even brought a little cumin here."

However, at this moment, there was a "bang" and a crisp gunshot.

"Where to shoot?"
Chapter completed!