The historic first battle ended with the Zerg fleeing.
But that's obviously not the point.
For such a doomed and long race war, the start is not important, as long as you can survive, a headwind situation may happen at any time, the most important thing is to see who can have the last laugh.
The only good news is that the empire and the federation are still fully prepared for this war.
Although there was some turmoil among the people, the turmoil did not last long, and was soon completely appeased by the resolute measures of those in power.
The fighting has already started, no matter how reluctant, life still has to go on as usual.
It's just that it may be more frightening than before.
In comparison, the greatest influence is still those soldiers in the military department.
Unlike the long-term peace era, once the war starts, it is doomed to let them throw their heads and blood.
It sounds like enough to make people's blood boil, but when they saw the cold corpses of their comrades-in-arms, the reality was like a basin of cold water, which made everyone completely sober.
Cruelty is the true meaning of war.
If you want to carry forward the inspiring heroism in those history books, first of all, you have to live first.
Among the military departments, the medical department is undoubtedly the one that can see life and death most clearly.
Whether it is an empire or a federation, once the alliance front is formed, the medical elites who used to squat in the laboratory every day volunteered to go to the front line for medical support.
Here is one of the many medical stations.
If you look down from the sky, you can see that the camp is full of stretchers, densely packed, and the number is shocking.
The number of wounded soldiers in the war was too many to fit in the medical station, so they had to be wronged to stay outdoors for treatment.
But even so, to be fortunate enough to be sent back to treat soldiers is already considered to be favored by the goddess of luck.
The No. 3 medical room in Area B was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant.
A thin figure was sitting in front of the hospital bed, his blood-stained sleeves were gently rolled up, revealing some hideous-looking wounds on his arms.
Although the blood had been stopped, when the tweezers held the disinfectant ball and wiped it lightly, Yan Hebin still couldn't help but frowned slightly because of the sting.
Su Qian's movements have been put to the lightest. Noticing his patience, he said in a slow tone: "Just do your job well. If you have to be a hero, you still know it hurts?"
Obviously, it was the doctor's tone of advice to the patient, but in such an environment, it had a different feeling.
Yan Hebin glanced at him subconsciously: "I can't just ignore death."
Su Qian cleaned the wound for him, turned around and took out a roll of bandages from the cabinet, paused slightly, and said, "Too soft-hearted is not a good thing for soldiers."
There was no accusation in his words, but Yan Hebin lowered his eyelashes and remained silent.
The room fell into silence.
It wasn't until Su Qian cut off the last piece of bandage that he sighed softly: "I don't want to see you lying among those people one day."
Of course Yan Hebin knew who the "those people" he was referring to were.
Recently, there have been transport ships bringing back soldiers who died in battle almost every day. Some of them were claimed and returned to their hometowns, but many more were buried in situ on this desolate and nameless planet, and no one even knew their names.
Su Qian did not continue this heavy topic.
He suddenly took out an exquisite box, handed it over, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "See if you like it?"
Yan Hebin glanced at him suspiciously, reached out to take it, and opened it to find a delicate drop-shaped pendant.
His eyes flickered slightly, a rare flash of astonishment.
Apparently, there was some surprise at the present.
Su Qian noticed the change in his expression, and the smile on his brow softened: "The timing is not very good, it just happened to start a war, otherwise, I should have prepared a more decent birthday present for you."
Yan Hebin shook his head and said sincerely, "Thank you, I like it very much."
At the beginning of the current war situation, all human beings are in the moment of life and death.
On such a historic day, each of them seemed insignificant. If it wasn't for Su Qian, who would remember the insignificant birthday of an ordinary soldier like him
I don't know what kind of material this pendant is made of. It seems that there is a water-like substance flowing inside. Occasionally, when a ray of light falls on it, you can see the faint flowing dazzling color, which is exquisite and unique.
Obviously carefully selected.
Yan Hebin's heart softened, and he reached out his hand to take it out, but with a slight movement, the wound on his arm was involved, and he frowned subconsciously.
"Let me do it."
Su Qian took out the pendant from the box with a smile, walked around behind Yan Hebin, and carefully put it on for him.
The doctor holds the scalpel all the year round with slender and slender fingers. There is a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. When it passes through the skin, it has a special touch.
Such a tactile sensation slipped past the gland, and a tingling sensation like an electric current spread instantly, making Yan Hebin straighten his back subconsciously even in the face of the enemy without fear.
He unconsciously lowered his head a little, not letting the other party see those hot cheeks.
At this time, Yan Hebin was a little thankful that Su Qian was a beta, and he couldn't feel the slight smell of omega pheromone floating in the room at this time.
Otherwise, he really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in place if he couldn't stand the teasing.
From their acquaintance to the present, the two of them are still in a shallow and ambiguous stage, and neither of them chose to pierce the last layer of window paper tacitly.
Yan Hebin knew that this was his own problem.
The disappearance of his father has always been like a thorn in his heart, making him wholeheartedly want to climb to the top, but subconsciously want to stay away from all emotional relationships that are easy to distract.
But at this moment, he was allowed to meet Su Qian.
His presence should not be shaken.
"How is it, does it look good?"
The man's gentle voice brought him back to reality.
Yan Hebin came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw that Su Qian had found a mirror from nowhere, and it was placed in front of him.
At this time, the pendant was hanging on his chest, and the man behind him looked at him through the mirror, with a soft smile in his eyes.
Su Qian's smile was always so gentle and warm, which made Yan Hebin miraculously calm down when facing him.
He didn't look at the pendant, but involuntarily fell on Su Qian's face.
The two looked at each other through the mirror, and then saw their own shadows from the other's eyes.
Su Qian noticed that he was distracted, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Hebin looked at him for a long time, and finally broke the silence as if he had made up his mind: "After this battle is over, would you mind giving me another gift?"
This kind of way of begging for gifts by force is obviously not his style, and it is more suitable for Lu Jingning.
But Su Qian was only slightly taken aback, and agreed with a good temper: "Of course, what do you want?"
Yan Hebin pursed his lips slightly, put away the mirror, and turned to look: "I don't want a pendant this time, I want something to wear on my finger."
Be it engaged or married, as long as they can be locked together firmly, anything is fine.
After all, he wasn't as used to this kind of overly cheeky operation as Lu Jingning. After he finished speaking, his face suddenly became hot again, but he tried his best to keep his face expressionless.
It took a long time for Su Qian to realize the meaning of these words.
At a glance, he saw that the person in front of him was so red that his ears were so red, he suppressed the smile on his lips, and said softly: "Okay, when the time comes, I will also give you myself by the way."
Such words passed by Burning Red's ears, Yan Hebin finally couldn't hold back anymore, lowered his head to avoid the watery gaze, and stood up from the side of the hospital bed: "I'm going back to the team first."
Seeing the figure fly open the door and leave, Su Qian couldn't help but chuckle.
Although he had waited a long time for this day, in such war years, it seemed that this was the best news he had received.