Chapter 950

They will not be separated, as long as they can fight, they will always be together, together through life and death, together with the old.

This kind of love is stronger than the love with the world of mortals. Love is stronger than gold and unbreakable.

They depend on each other closely. They live and depend on each other. The wind doesn't want to disturb them. They sit quietly and talk low.

"I'm ok. I'm used to it." Lips from her forehead left, on her shoulder big hand clenched, Xia Jinyuan whispered: "gauze in the car, after the car to deal with the wound."

In the wind, his voice was very steady, so calm that she was very relieved. Ye Jian, who was breathing slowly, no longer rested on his shoulder, but said calmly, one by one: "the goal of southern province is solved. You and G3 can go back to the battlefield to find K7!"

The mobile phone that keeps in touch with the military department is always on the body. With the sending of the small envelope, a group of SMS is sent back to the military department.

"Take care of the scene before you leave." Xia Jinyuan stood up, let Ye Jian hold his outstretched hand, and got up together. The coldness in the bottom of her eyes hasn't been waved away. Her eyes swept over the scene like blades, and she said: "bury them."

The two-hour burying project made Ye Jian's shoulder ache to the point where she couldn't lift it. She had been kicked and injured in the hospital. After fighting and burying one by one, she suddenly lost her strength and the pain surged up like a needle.

"Take a seat, I'll clean up the scene again." Xia Jinyuan helped her to sit on a brick. She didn't say that he could see that "I don't need to hold it in front of me, little fox, and my comrades in arms. Especially after the battle, when we need to rest and supplement our strength, we must supplement it in time."

"We don't fight only once, we fight countless times."

Ye Jian, who is biting her teeth, doesn't have any more strength. She sits down to let her shoulders relax as much as possible. "Her shoulders are sore, and her legs still have the strength to walk. Give me ten minutes to rest."

"Well, I need ten minutes to clean up, too." Dressed lightly, she didn't even drink water. Xia Jinyuan patted her shoulder lightly, and there was a soft color in her cold eyes, "you are great, Ye Jian, you are really great!"

Ye Jian raised her head and smiled at him. The smile was light. It was as clear as the wind in the mountain. "We need to work harder and not be a burden to our comrades in arms."

"How could that happen? Do you think now that you are my burden? " Soft color becomes tight, Xia Jinyuan frowns slightly, and says solemnly and seriously: "we don't have iron body. When we are tired, it doesn't mean the burden of being a comrade in arms. Sometimes it's because you are tired to protect your comrade in arms. Such tired will never be the burden of a comrade in arms."

"It's because you're tired to protect your comrades and win for them. It's not tiredness, it's glory."

He didn't want her to put too much pressure on him. He had to remember to face it correctly.

The burden is not her understanding. The correct understanding of the burden is that there is no action at ordinary times, the battlefield delays the fighters and causes the failure of battlefield control. Such talents are the burden.

"Think about it, but remember, don't give it to me!" Xia Jinyuan rubs the top of her hair heavily. Her voice and color are gentle and serious. "Think about what it means to be a burden!"

When he finished, looking at the tall figure he turned away from, Ye Jian couldn't help laughing.

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