The sound of footsteps that made the two sitting and thinking as if they were empty moved their bodies. The back of Xia Jinyuan's head was pressed against the wall, and he turned his head when he saw that his comrades hadn’t brought their combat bags and rifles on them, and changed their bodies. Jungle combat uniforms and combat boots appeared one after another.
"Come here." He opened his mouth with a husky voice, turned his head back and continued to wait motionless.
Only ten minutes have passed, but these ten minutes are so long that one second has passed into one hour.
After waiting for a long time, waiting in silence, Xia Jinyuan gently closed his eyes again, looking at the closed door of the rescue room.
Waiting in the battlefield and waiting in the hospital are completely different moods. Waiting in the battlefield can be calm and composed, and the time for quietness comes.
The waiting in the hospital is so long and life is so fragile. The smell of disinfectant everywhere is like the smell of death. It is everywhere and pervasive. You can't escape or avoid it.
This kind of waiting is full of helpless helplessness, so full of hope, and at the same time, it also makes people full of panic.
Xia Jinyuan thought that he would never like going to a hospital in his entire life. If he stays for a long time, he will torture a healthy person into neurosis.
The red light is still on, and even if you stretch your neck, you can’t see what is going on inside, but his beloved, his "fate" is still lying in it and has not come out, facing the sight cast by his comrades, Xia Jinyuan They all chose to ignore it.
He doesn't want to say anything now, only his lover is in his heart and mind.
Major Xia, who was full of "Don't come near strangers", made the comrades take a few more glances, and then moved their gazes to K7 who stood up.
"Go to the rooftop and say." K7 clamped his helmet under his arm, and walked towards the fire stairs with his long legs.
At this time it was dawn, and the K7 standing on the roof took a deep breath with the cold wind smelling of snow. Facing the comrades who were concerned about how they came back, the thin face that was accustomed to indifference became a little bit cold, and his eyes fell from The comrades-in-arms slid their faces that weren't even cleaned with oil paint. Just as everyone thought he needed to continue brewing, K7 spoke abruptly.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he threw two grenade like a murder grenade and a chemical grenade. First, everyone was stunned and then dizzy, with all expressions in sync.
"Blue Bird has gone the same way as R2."
This is what K7 told, and after a few words, everyone's eyes were suddenly sharp, and the corners of their mouths were collectively compressed. Due to their changes, the north wind that was blowing seemed to be filled with lead, heavy and full of pressure.
The rooftop is very cold and the wind is strong. This is a gloomy weather with no sun and no snow. The figures standing on the rooftop are like white poplars facing the wind and snow. No matter how strong the wind is, they can’t overwhelm them. She has a straight figure and a straight back.
This is a group of soldiers fighting on the front lines and protecting the country with their lives, a group of hard-core soldiers who are loyal to the country. They have shed too much blood, suffered too many injuries, and some even almost died in foreign countries.
The road they walked was too difficult and too hard. All of them were brave men walking on the tip of a knife, surmounted by thorns and thorns, and they came along with blood.
It was so bitter, so difficult, and I didn’t see them shed a single tear. At this moment, water flashed across the corner of people’s eyes, and the iron-boned special forces wiped their tears in secret, and their clenched teeth rushed up abruptly. The emotion was suppressed fiercely and brutally.