At the front of the town's street is a newly opened "Chunyang Hotel". Several girls in suspenders and vests and miniskirts are greeting several guests who jumped from the van.

Ye Jian, who was passing by the roadside, was carrying the food he had bought and walked quickly to Chen's home.

A bowl of braised pork, a braised grass carp, a bowl of dried fried bacon, a tomato soup, and a bowl of green vegetables. The happy principal Chen and uncle Gen sipped rice wine and chatted.

After a meal, both of them are a little drunk.

Ye Jian packed everything, carried her schoolbag, took a flashlight and went to the new barracks.

The recruit camp is about ten li away from President Chen's home. When passing the "Chunyang Hotel", several motorcycles come from the front of the camp. Ye Jian, with a flashlight, unconsciously lights out. Then she sees several motorcycles stop at the door of the hotel in a corner.

The strong motorcycle light didn't go out immediately, reflecting dazzling light on the glass door of the hotel.

Night wind is a pungent smell of motorcycle diesel, with a faint smell of blood, Ye Jian can't help wrinkling her nose and leaving quickly.

During the day, several girls in suspenders and vests came out to meet them, giggling. One by one, all the people on the motorcycles came down.

"Go away!" A man angrily scolded and stopped one of the girls. He turned over and got out of the car. "Take the rice to my room and let Liao Youde come over."

Ye Jian's steps were light, and when she raised her feet again, she walked more steadily and faster.

The blood in the air has not faded. Instead of going straight ahead, Ye Jian takes a short cut to the recruit camp.

When passing a pond in the village, I suddenly heard a gasping sound coming from the bottom of the pond bank, and then came the sound of "clattering", like someone climbing up from the pond.

There was a strong smell of blood in the muddy smell, which made Ye Jian's feet stop and her body crawl on the wet ground.

The sound of water disappears, and the gasping sound is more urgent

The corner of Ye Jian's mouth is tighter. This man is hurt. Is he a villager in the town? No, it should not be possible. If it's a villager in the town, he can call.

Used to be cautious, she didn't move, just like integrating into the night, even breathing was tight.

In the dark, someone staggered to stand up and walked towards the camp on the hill. The smell of blood became more and more serious.

After seeing the shadow clearly, Ye Jian almost didn't have any hesitation. She jumped up from the ground, and the flashlight ran towards the staggering shadow in her schoolbag.

"I'll help you through. Come and lean your weight on me! I can help you. "

Ye Jian grabbed the man's right arm and put it on her shoulder. She held the man's strong waist tightly with her other hand. "I know commander Yang, don't talk. Go back to deal with the wound first."

After staying in the army for so long, the breath of the black shadow is familiar to him. It's the fierce military power in the face of life and death.

The man who was seriously injured and lost too much blood has been persisting by perseverance until now. When Ye Jian rushed out, his pistol had been loaded.