Chapter 1690

The footsteps made the two people who were sitting with empty thoughts move, and their back heads were against the side of xiajinyuan where the wall was still. They saw that their comrades in arms, except for not wearing combat bags and rifles, had changed into jungle combat suits and stepped out one by one with combat boots.

"Here we are." His voice was hoarse. He opened his mouth and twisted his head to wait.

It's only ten minutes in the past, but these ten minutes are so long that every second is an hour.

Long waiting, silent waiting, looking at the closed door of the rescue room, Xia Jinyuan closed his eyes gently again.

Waiting in the battlefield and waiting in the hospital are two different moods. Waiting in the battlefield can make him calm and calm, and the time for quiet aircraft will come.

And the waiting in the hospital, so long, and so feel that life is so fragile, everywhere the smell of disinfectant is like the smell of death, everywhere, everywhere, you can't escape, you can't escape.

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

Xia Jinyuan thought that he would not like to go to the hospital in his whole life. If he stayed for a long time, he would torture a normal person with physical and mental health into a psychosis.

The red light is still on, even if you stretch your neck, you can't see what's going on inside. His beloved, his "life" is still lying in the red light. Facing the vision from his comrades in arms, Xia Xianyuan chooses 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 grumpiness, let his comrades have a few more eyes, and then moved his eyes to the standing K7.

"Go up to the roof and say it." K7 put the helmet under the armpit and walk towards the fire stairs with long legs.

At this time, it's dawn. K7, standing on the top of the platform, takes a deep breath of the cold wind with the smell of snow. Facing the comrades who are all concerned about how to get back, his cold and thin face is a little harsh. His eyes slide from the comrades' faces, whose even the oil paint hasn't been cleaned. Just when we thought he needed to continue brewing, K7 began to be cold 。

As soon as I opened my mouth, it was like throwing two grenades, a killer grenade and a chemical grenade. First, I blew everyone up, and then one by one I was dizzy, and all my expressions were synchronized.

"The bluebird has gone the way of R2."

K7 tells us that after a few words, people's eyes are suddenly sharp and the corners of their mouths are pressed together. Because of their changes, the north wind seems to be injected with lead, heavy and full of pressure.

It's very cold and windy. It's a cloudy day without sun or snow. The Taoist figures standing on the rooftop look like poplars facing the wind and proudly snowing. No matter how strong the wind is, they can't beat their tall figures and straight back.

This is a group of soldiers fighting on the front line to protect the country with their lives, a group of soldiers who are loyal to the country. They have flowed too much blood, suffered too many injuries, and some even nearly died in a foreign country.

The road they took was too hard, too hard. Each of them was a brave man walking on the tip of a knife. They fought through thorns and cut through thorns, and all the way came to the blood.

So bitter, so hard to see a drop of tears fell from them. At this time, there was a flash of water around the corner of someone's eyes. The unyielding special soldiers secretly wiped their tears, clenched their teeth, and pressed down the surging emotions fiercely and brutally.

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