Goodbye Lu Tingxiao

As soon as Ling Shi finished speaking, all the other team members in the cabin followed him to put on their parachutes.

"Wait." Ling Shi stopped him, "There is no order. Don't act on your own."

"Do you need more orders?" Zuo Hao, walking in the front, shouted, "Captain Ling, are you going to let us watch you parachute alone? With Captain Lu gone, you'll be the supreme commander of the White Eagle Team. Are you planning to abandon us too?"

During this period of time, the entire White Eagle team has been in a depressing atmosphere.

The captain suddenly disappeared from their lives and mission without leaving a single word.

Three comrades who once fought side by side, Ma Minghong, Qiu Bao and Tang Wu, disappeared together.

I will never hear the captain's sharp tongue again, I will never be taken care of by Ma Minghong again, and I will never be able to pinch Qiu Bao's chubby face again.

And they have no idea why...

It was as if the outside world was experiencing a severe earthquake, yet they were enveloped by a giant, transparent membrane, isolating them from both harm and news. They wanted to reach out, to exert force, but they couldn't break through the seemingly thin yet incredibly strong membrane...

Very powerless.

Also very indignant.

They are obviously comrades-in-arms.

We should fight side by side instead of being left there to wait for our fate in a daze under the name of protection.

"Captain Ling," Peng Gaoxuan also said, "Let us lend a hand. Even if we can't do much, it would be good to look after each other."

"No." Ling Shi fully understood their feelings. After all, he was the one who was abandoned by Lu Tingxiao.

But looking at the flames swirling beneath his feet and the heat waves sweeping across, he understood Lu Tingxiao's choice even more clearly. So, he decided to follow the same path as Lu Tingxiao.

"This isn't a mission from the base, it's my personal matter."

"So what if it's a private matter?" Zuo Hao continued, "Even if we're not friends, we're still comrades. Can't I help out with my comrades' private affairs?"

In the entire cabin, although Zuo Hao was the only one who stood with his neck stiff and spoke stubbornly, the others moved silently, put on their parachutes one by one, and stood in line.

The plane was approaching the crater. With such high temperature, it could not stay there for long. Ling Shi had to act immediately.

"Nonsense!" Ling Shi scolded, "Is this just a private matter? Are we all going on a picnic together with our school bags on our backs?"

All in all, he and these people had only known each other for half a year.

He couldn't possibly drag everyone to death with him.

"Yes, this is a life-threatening situation." Zuo Hao also shouted, "So we are not worthy! Captain Lu thinks you are not worthy, and you think we are not worthy!"

After shouting like that, his eyes became moist and a faint light flashed in them.

Ling Shi was immediately deflated.

Yes, in fact, he had the same idea as Lu Tingxiao, but he was sacrificing himself to help others.

But he hated Lu Tingxiao's behavior. Without saying a word, he acted like a savior and abandoned them all.

However, at this critical juncture, his actions were the same as Lu Tingxiao's.

Then it was the same if his comrades hated him and didn't allow him to leave alone.

what to do?

He had no way of convincing these comrades, no, friends, but he really couldn't let them accompany him on this journey.

The volcano under our feet is extremely fierce, and burning flames can be seen everywhere. Although it does not reach the temperature of an erupting volcano and the rolling magma cannot be seen with the naked eye, it is obvious that the temperature is not suitable for human survival.

He dared to jump down simply because he couldn't bear the pain of losing Lu Tingxiao.

Ling Shi slowly exhaled and patted Zuo Hao on the shoulder: "I understand how you feel. However, no one knows what's going on in the volcano below. No one can say for sure whether you'll survive the moment you jump in."

"I went to find Lu Tingxiao because..." He gritted his teeth and said boldly, "He's my boyfriend, he owes me an explanation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the cabin suddenly became quiet.

Zuo Hao opened his mouth halfway and looked dumbfounded.

Ning Fu was not surprised at all, but felt a little distraught.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Xiaogang suddenly punched Zuo Hao's arm. "We've been saying for a long time that there's a problem between the two captains! But you, a fool, clearly saw them kissing, yet you still insisted it was a revolutionary friendship between two men. You've really fooled us."

Zuo Hao covered his arm and stammered, "I, I...I thought, they...were that..."

A silly straight man was completely stunned by this news.

"Okay," Ling Shi glanced out the window. "Anyway, I'm going to go find my boyfriend. You guys better be smart and stop following me around."

When he said this, the others were at a loss as to what to do. It was not a good idea to follow him, nor was it a good idea not to follow him.

Ling Shi watched them stand there, neither advancing nor retreating, and sighed, "Don't worry, I was just trying to scare you. Although the temperature of the volcano below is a bit high, I'm not an ordinary human from before the apocalypse. My level three body can withstand such temperatures."

Even though he said this, the group of people in front of him remained unmoved. They stood there, looking at him with indescribably complicated expressions.

Ling Shi sighed, no longer caring about shame, and shouted directly: "I'm going there to talk about love, what the hell are you guys following me?! Stop being a light bulb!"

After yelling, he turned his head and shouted to Makino: "Open the door!"

The plane could not stay at this altitude, so Makino slowly opened the cabin door.

Ling Shi grabbed the hatch and glanced back at his teammates: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

He took half a step forward when he heard Ning Fu say from behind, "When will you be back?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear a hint of tension in the voice.

Ling Shi smiled and said, "Three hours, I'll look for him for three hours. Whether I can find him or not, I'll come back."

"Okay." Ning Fu said, "We'll wait for you."

Ling Shi turned his head, looked at the volcano outside the plane, waved to his teammates, kicked his legs hard, and jumped out.

As soon as they landed in mid-air, he was very grateful that he had left everyone on the plane.

The concentration of the visible light index in the air was abnormally high. Based on his rough feeling, it had exceeded the upper limit of the air measuring instrument that Su Liangzhe brought back from Australia and America.

If other people had left the cabin with him, several of them would have fallen unconscious before they even landed.

Even he felt a little short of breath and dizzy.

He opened his parachute, adjusted his direction, and slowly landed on the edge of a huge pit.

Ling Shi took off his parachute and looked down into the pit.

The pothole is about the size of a football field. Looking down, just a few meters away, there is a thick haze.

I can't see anything clearly.

Only scorching sparks shot up, and soon curled up on the ends of his hair, bringing a burnt smell.

Ling Shi took out the climbing rope from his backpack, fixed it, and began to climb down.

The hot rock wall was brittle and he fell for every step he took. He desperately used his feet to push against the melting rocks to avoid falling directly to the bottom of the pit where he could not see the end.

One step, two steps, three steps.

The breath became hotter and hotter, burning the esophagus and gastric tube.

Almost every second was torture.

Many times, Ling Shi felt that he would spontaneously combust in the next second and his body would be directly "cremated".

But he couldn't stop.

The thought that Lu Tingxiao might be somewhere at the bottom of the pit made him not even consider the word "go back".

Passing through the "smog", Ling Shi descended almost relying on instinct and intuition.

The whole person was steamed by the high temperature water vapor.

About half an hour later, he stepped on flat ground.

In the end.

The smog had thinned enough that he could see what was happening a hundred meters away.

There was a small slope under his feet, extending forward and downward. In the distance, it was pitch black and there was no light.

Ling Shi put away the rope, tightened his backpack, and ran towards the dark entrance.

It was like running into the mouth of a giant beast.

Walk into a trap.

Suddenly, Ling Shi saw a dark shadow lying on the ground not far ahead.

"Lu Tingxiao!" Ling Shi's mouth moved before his brain. He shouted, and reacted for a second before running forward.

The shadow remained motionless.

Ling Shi was very panicked.

Even with his special military thick-soled shoes, he could still feel the scorching hot ground.

The black shadow before my eyes was close to the ground. If it wasn't for the lack of pain, then it would be...

He immediately curbed his thoughts.

It was as if those two words would become reality as soon as they appeared in my mind.

No.

Ling Shi ran desperately and came to five meters in front of the black shadow.

boom-

My head felt like it was hit by a sledgehammer, making a buzzing sound.

I can’t tell whether I’m relieved or scared.

It’s Lu Tingxiao.

It’s really Lu Tingxiao!

Ling Shi felt as if his brain was blurred, with a very unreal and fuzzy feeling.

His speed increased again, and he slid to his knees and arrived in front of the man.

Lu Tingxiao's eyes were closed tightly, his clothes had several holes in them, and the edges of the holes were charred.

The exposed skin was covered with densely packed small cuts, each very smooth and slowly oozing blood.

But the temperature was too high, and the sticky blood gradually dried up soon after it came out of the body.

Next to him lay a complete, sewn-up dragon horn body, placed in a special large transparent box.

Like a strange custom-made coffin.

Ling Shigu had no time to care about Long Ji, nor did he have the energy to pay attention to the wounds on Lu Tingxiao's body. He didn't even dare to try to check his breathing.

He simply bit the blood vessel below his wrist and brought it close to Lu Tingxiao's mouth.

"Drink. Be good, Lu Tingxiao, drink something."

Lu Tingxiao remained motionless.

I can't even feel the slightest fluctuation.

Ling Shi only felt that his eyes were sore and astringent.

But he had to endure it.

"Drink something."

"Just drink it."

But in a moment, the blood flowing from his veins dried up and stuck to his skin like burnt candle wax.

Ling Shi stared at Lu Tingxiao for a while, then suddenly put his arms around his neck, lifted him up forcefully, and pulled him into his arms.

Warm.

He could feel the warmth from Lu Tingxiao.

Even in such a hot environment, this is a very good signal.

Ling Shi cut open the vein again, leaned close to Lu Tingxiao's mouth, and every word he said was a little bit gnashed: "Drink it."

He twisted his wrist, almost rubbing it against the dry lips.

Suddenly, Ling Shi stopped.

He felt the mouth beneath his wrist, which was used to making sarcastic remarks, move slightly.