The sound of footsteps coming made the two sitting and thinking seem to be empty and move. Xia Jinyuan, who was still standing against the wall, turned his head and saw that his comrades had not brought their combat bags and rifles, changed into jungle combat uniforms, and appeared in front of them one by one with combat boots.

"Here you." He spoke with a hoarse voice, turned his head and continued to wait motionlessly.

Time only passed ten minutes, but these ten minutes were a long second and an hour. After a long wait, silent waiting, looking at the closed door of the rescue room, Xia Jinyuan gently closed his eyes again.

Waiting on the battlefield and waiting in the hospital are completely different moods. Waiting on the battlefield can be calm, calm, and quiet.

The waiting in the hospital is so long and so full of life. The smell of disinfectant water everywhere is like the smell of death, everywhere, everywhere, you can't escape or avoid it.

Such waiting is full of helplessness, and so full of hope, and at the same time, it also makes people feel panic.

Xia Jinyuan thought that he would not like a place like a hospital in his entire life. Staying there for a long time would cause a normal person with good physical and mental health to torture a mentally ill person.

The red light was still on, and even if you stretched your neck, you couldn't see what was inside. His favorite, his "life" was still lying inside and not coming out. Facing the sight of his comrades, Xia Jinyuan chose to ignore it.

He doesn't want to say anything now, but only his lover is in his heart and mind.

Major Xia, who exuded the anger of "no strangers to approach", asked his comrades to take a few more glances, and then moved his eyes to the standing up.

"Go to the rooftop and talk." K7 put his helmet under his armpits, moved his long legs towards the fire stairs.

It was already dawn, and K7, who was standing on the rooftop, took a deep breath of the cold wind with the smell of snow. Facing his comrades who were concerned about how they came back, his face became a little cold and cold, and his eyes slid from his comrades who had not even painted oil paint. Just as everyone thought he needed to continue brewing, K7 spoke suddenly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he threw two grenades, one killer force grenade and one chemical grenade. He first dazzled everyone, then he was dizzy and his expression was fully synchronized.

"The blue bird has taken the old path of r2."

k7 told me this. After a few words, everyone's eyes suddenly became sharp and the corners of their mouths were pressed tightly. Due to their changes, the north wind that blew over seemed to be injected with lead, heavy and full of pressure.

The rooftop is very cold and the wind is very strong. It is a sun and no snow. Only when the sky and the earth are gloomy, the figures standing on the rooftop are poplars standing in the wind and snow. No matter how strong the wind is, they cannot suppress their upright figures and straight backs.

This is a group of soldiers who are struggling on the front line and protecting the country with their lives, and a group of soldiers who are loyal to the country. They have shed too much blood, suffered too much injuries, and some even almost died in a foreign country.

The road they walked was too difficult and too hard. They were all brave men walking on the tip of the knife, sang and sang and blew all the way.
Chapter completed!