Chapter 125 Each Person's Concerns
The team laughed for a full five minutes in the wide but quiet corridor, feeling as if the gloom and depression that had been building up in their hearts since the bloody battle on the morning of the 1st had been swept away!
The guards at the gate were naturally taken aback, and then reprimanded them.
The team members didn't care and just waited.
Ten minutes later, at 8:03, the entire upper echelon of the base received the list of commendations for the first phase of the "Fire Source" campaign.
After reading it, Jiang Mo, the commander of the 3rd Regiment, used a little force to slam the phone face down on the table.
Yu Shuang's voice came from outside the door: "Reporting, Commander! We still request that the afternoon's mission be taken over by another team!"
The corridor was quiet for a moment, and the room was quiet for a moment as well. After a long while, a soft voice said, "Approved."
Whether it's approved or not is just a verbal formality. The Wind Riding Team 2 immediately wrote up their application to join the new base and submitted it. That afternoon, they could legitimately steal the mission without fear of punishment.
Because Jiang Mo's tone sounded like a cold laugh.
The team members didn't care about that at the moment. After hearing "approval," they turned around, their spirits soaring, and went downstairs with light steps.
Jiang Mo's eyes darkened for a moment, but he managed to calm himself down and asked the regiment to reassign the personnel for that mission.
For the same task, Team Wind 2 only needs one team of 6 people, but other long-distance teams need to send at least two teams to be safe.
This gave the regimental commander a sense of regret that his good gun had overheated and become unusable.
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Lu Yunbai, in the heavily guarded and spacious commander-in-chief's office on the top floor, also felt it was a pity.
Of course, he wasn't just considering the matter of the Wind Riding Team 2. He was looking through the entire list of commendations, as well as the several pages of battle damage statistics and a review and analysis of the battle situation in various battlefields.
Lu Yunbai's feelings were complicated. There were quite a few groups or individuals from the Central Plains No. 3 Base in the list of commendations. If you counted them, there was even a whole page, which accounted for one-fifth of the entire list!
The four words "Zhongyuan No. 3" appearing frequently in the "Base Affiliation" column are so prominent that they must have left a deep and glorious impression on everyone who sees this list!
This made Lu Yunbai quite gratified, but his base had sent nearly 20,000 troops to the front lines, and the casualties exceeded 12,000!
Furthermore, in the statistics table of relief supplies in the appendix, the "Zhongyuan No. 3" base appears with the highest frequency in the column of aid recipients!
The appendix first lists the total number of supplies handed over by each base before the war, and then lists the flow and consumption of relief supplies. It's almost as if it explicitly states that "the overall coordination of supplies at the Central Plains Base No. 3 is chaotic"!
This is truly shameful!
Lu Yunbo looked away from the computer screen and gazed out the window to calm himself.
This office offers a high and wide view, enough to see the entire site at a glance.
Seeing the still-solid base defense wall and the several large farms and ranches on the outer perimeter that had been burned to ashes, Lu Yunbai's mood became even more complicated, and he suddenly thought of the troublemakers of the Chengfeng 2 team.
Those troublemakers are like dogs seeing a bone when they see military merit; they'll definitely run off to the new base.
Lu Yunbai had anticipated this after being scolded by the command center the day the team returned.
His feelings about this were as conflicted as his feelings about the war.
It's good that the troublemakers can leave, but Lu Yunbai has to admit that the team's amazing record means their departure is a loss for the base.
Lu Yunbai also knew that if the two new bases in Lian City and Yun City were established, they would become the military industry center of the entire north, while the Central Plains No. 3 base would become a hub for east-west transportation.
However, the battle losses were too great, and the strength of the Central Plains Base No. 3 was constantly being weakened.
And will they win? Will the base face further large-scale attacks?
At this point, the elderly man, whose temples were gray but whose mind was still very sharp, hesitated, and his thoughts suddenly wandered off again.
He thought about the attack on the base, and then about his potential to command a counterattack against overwhelming odds, thus becoming famous throughout the continent...
A slight smile appeared on Lu Yunbai's lips, but a small black dot in the air made him refocus his gaze.
A heavy transport helicopter.
Lu Yunbo knew in advance that the helicopter was coming, and he felt a conflicted mix of joy and worry.
But he acted swiftly, immediately straightening his military uniform, adjusting his expression, and heading towards the rooftop helipad with his secretary and bodyguards.
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After the good news spread, the team members briefly met with the action team at the camp to congratulate each other and vent their excitement before returning to their dormitories to go home, either to share the good news with their families or to rest.
Zhao Bohan went to his brother's house. The two brothers had similar handsome faces, about 70% alike, and they were both cold and indifferent when they faced each other.
But when Zhao Bohan told him about his military achievements and that he had become a Purifier, one of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked directly at Zhao Bowen.
Zhao Bowen remained silent for a long time, and Zhao Bohan's thin lips gradually tightened.
After a minute of stiff silence, the young woman sitting on one side of the two slammed her hand on the table with a loud "bang".
It startled the two of them.
The girl... Cheng Xinruo, the neighbor girl whom the two brothers took with them when they were young and fled in the apocalypse, rolled her eyes to the sky.
"You! If you want your brother to praise you, just say so!"
"And you! Would it kill you to praise Xiao Han even once?!"
Cheng Xinruo gave each of the two brothers a sentence, then turned around and went to work overtime.
Before leaving, she still gave Zhao Bohan a thumbs up: "Wow, Xiao Han, if this keeps up, won't our family produce a commander?"
Zhao Bohan couldn't help but smile, and Zhao Bowen's eyes also showed a hint of a smile. He stood up and patted Zhao Bohan on the shoulder.
"You're quite promising; your parents will be happy to know. But don't overexert yourself on the battlefield; your life is the most important thing."
Zhao Bohan tried to purse his lips again, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up in a smile.
When Tang Long returned home, his mother was hiding the wild game he had brought back everywhere.
Although the people in the base are not yet facing a food shortage, their panic is growing daily. The mother would never dare let the neighbors know that her family still has a lot of meat.
Tang Long smiled and recounted his military achievements. His mother was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, touching the scar on the side of his face and saying repeatedly, "Son, you've worked so hard, you've really worked so hard."
However, his 12-year-old sister, Tang Xi, jumped up high, her eyes brimming with bright, overflowing admiration.
"Wow!! My brother is amazing! My brother is a hero!! I want to join the army too! I'm going right now!!"
Tang Xinying was also both happy and somewhat heartbroken.
Between going home to collapse and sleep and going to find Teacher Tang, Qi An chose the latter and went straight to the People's Hospital.
Even during wartime, Teacher Tang would go to the battlefield when the fighting was intense and would oversee the post-battle cleanup of the wounded.
When the wounded members of the action team were being resettled, Qi An not only placed his hopes on the headquarters, but also called Teacher Tang.
Because the treatment and physical therapy of the wounded must be closely integrated, Tang Xinying, although in the civilian hospital, could contact the director of the military hospital at any time and might be able to influence the director's attitude.
Although this route wasn't used, Teacher Tang still helped take care of the wounded while the team was looking for supplies.
“Three medals! One of them is ‘Guardian’!” Qi An said excitedly.
She was still a little excited; she really liked the "Guardian" medal.
I haven't seen the actual product yet, but I really like the name!
Does she still care about Qi Wanquan's words, "You might be able to save everyone!"? Does she still feel guilty for not being able to save anyone?
Or perhaps this can lessen the shadow cast by the burning of her "monthly journal"?
It was hard to tell at first glance, but in any case, she really liked the medal!
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