"Notify them and prepare for the meeting."
"Yes, Commander!" A man in combat uniform immediately turned around and trotted out.
Fifteen minutes later, a group of high-ranking officials of the revolutionary army gathered together.
Most of these people were covered in wounds, wrapped in thick bandages, and had dull eyes. It was obvious that their previous arrogant behavior was a heavy blow to them.
There were a lot of layoffs at the senior level, and in order to fill the vacancies, some more capable middle-level managers were promoted, including Yang Dongqing.
Yang Dongqing sat silently in the corner, staring blankly at his palm, where there was a photo.
The photo shows a bright and lovely girl, snuggling up to a tall man like a little bird. The sun was shining brightly that day and the scenery in the garden was beautiful.
The girl faced the sunshine and made a scissors hand gesture to the camera, exuding youthful vitality.
Looking at the girl with a sweet smile in the photo, the coldness on Yang Dongqing's face seemed to melt. The corners of his mouth raised strangely, as if he wanted to smile, but had forgotten how to smile.
"Jasmine...I missed you so much."
He murmured softly, feeling a piercing pain spreading through his heart.
The meeting is still going on and Shadow is deploying the mission.
“Soon the Blood Moon Empire will provide another batch of supplies to the Revolutionary Army. Zhu Xuan, take your men to receive them.
Yan Moxie, go and find out the whereabouts of the Blood Clan's ancestor. He may be in the Red Flame Empire at the moment."
Yan Moxie was slightly stunned: "The ancestor of the blood clan is in the Red Flame Empire? The Blood Moon Empire is also going to provide us with supplies? Could it be that the Undead King is planning to take action against the Red Flame Empire?
But I heard that under the pressure of the Nightmare invasion, the seven kings have already formed an alliance..."
Shadow shook his head: "The ancestor of the blood clan left the Blood Moon Empire for some unknown reason, and the aid materials are just the reward for us to find the ancestor of the blood clan. I hope that the Undead King intends to take action against the Red Flame Empire. Now that [Supreme Sky] is in the hands of Pride, the Red Flame Empire is at its weakest. What a pity..."
"What did you say!?" A voice full of shock and anger interrupted Youying's words.
The shadow frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Yang Dongqing standing up with his fists clenched like a man-eating beast.
"Oh." Youying sighed. He naturally knew why Yang Dongqing reacted like this.
"Master, you just said that [Supreme Heaven] is in the hands of Pride? Is this true?" Yang Dongqing gritted his teeth and said with a slight tremor in his voice.
"Yes, this is the news I just got from the Undead King. [Supreme Heaven] is in the hands of Pride. In fact, I had already guessed that [Supreme Heaven] was lost. Otherwise, the Scarlet King would not have used [Supreme Heaven] when the seven kings joined forces to fight the enemy. I just didn't expect it to be in the hands of Pride..."
Yang Dongqing felt as if struck by lightning. His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. He could hardly stand. Despair and collapse overwhelmed him like a tsunami.
If [Supreme Heaven] was in the hands of the Scarlet King, there might be a slight chance of obtaining it, but in the hands of Pride...
Everyone in the world knows that Pride is the evil god that wants to destroy the world. How can he snatch the Supreme Heaven from a god? It is simply impossible.
Buzz......
Yang Dongqing began to have tinnitus and the world gradually blurred before his eyes. The noise around him seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, becoming distant and unreal.
Buzz...
The tinnitus became more and more intense, as if it was going to burst his head, and his heart felt like it was being stabbed by needles. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but found that he could no longer make any sound. His throat seemed to be choked by something.
Endless sorrow overwhelmed him, and the pain penetrated his soul.
"Yang Dongqing! Are you okay?"
"Yang Dongqing! Doctor! Call a doctor quickly."
Chaotic and distorted sounds kept ringing in Yang Dongqing's ears, but he could not hear them clearly and his consciousness was completely blurred.
When he woke up, he found himself lying on a clean white bed in the medical station of the revolutionary army base.
"You finally woke up? You've been in a coma for two days." A young woman in a nurse's uniform said with a smile.
Yang Dongqing's eyes were empty and he didn't react at all.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and searched his body quickly.
"Are you looking for this?" The young nurse handed over a yellowed photo.
Yang Dongqing grabbed the photo quickly, and only when he saw Jasmine clearly in the photo did his eyes regain some spirit.
"Jasmine..."
"She must be very important to you, right?" The young nurse looked at Yang Dongqing's distraught look and felt a little distressed for some reason.
"She's a singer, right? I really like her song. I'm looking forward to it."
As if she was afraid that Yang Dongqing would not believe her, she even took out a Walkman from her pocket and said, "When I have nothing to do, I will..."
"Get out." The words as cold as a knife froze the smile on the little nurse's face.
She stood there in a daze for a long time, her smile gradually melting, and she bit her lip a little aggrievedly: "I just hope you can cheer up."
After saying that, she placed the Walkman on the bed and turned away.
Yang Dongqing's eyes did not shift at all, staring blankly at the photo in his hand, tick, tick...
The photo was wet with tears, and he quickly reached out to wipe it, his movements gentle as if he was wiping a priceless treasure.
After wiping it dry, he saw the Walkman on the bed out of the corner of his eye. He stared at it for a long time and then picked it up as if possessed.
"The breeze blows gently over the sea of flowers, the sun shines on the hem of the skirt, the dream of the flower season is like a colorful painting, filled with expectations for the future..."
A clean and ethereal female voice slowly flowed in the ward, like a young girl in love, confessing her beautiful expectations for the future in the ear.
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