Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Going Home Tonight
K9091 is a low-risk pollution area, usually used for scientific research and field training for military academy students.
But even in such a place where the danger level is not ranked highest among all contaminated areas, a total of 29 people led by experienced fleet veterans all lost contact within three hours after entering the contaminated area.
This has never happened before.
The garrison stationed there has contacted the fleet to send in search and rescue personnel, and the military academy has also brought people to guard the military camp outside the contaminated area.
When Chen Luan arrived on the military academy's plane, the heavy rain had completely stopped, but the aftermath of the rainstorm still echoed in the ruins of the city.
The turbid stagnant water was like a wound across the broken road, reflecting the sky which was still leaden gray.
The air was filled with a strange smell: the sweet fishy smell of rust soaked in rainwater, the cold smell of lime powder seeping from the cracks in concrete buildings, and the sour smell with a strange sweet fragrance emitted by the water-soaked polluted crystal dust unique to the polluted area.
At this time, five hours had passed since Huo Lin's team lost contact.
Chen Luan sat by the window in the lounge of the command center outside the contaminated area, silently looking into the contaminated area which was unreasonably quiet.
The ruins covered with crystal dust were silent, and dark purple moss grew at the foot of the dilapidated buildings.
After just one night of heavy rain, a large patch of rust-red thorns had reappeared on the edge of the entrance road, which had been cleared a few days ago. Bright rose-red spherical nodules bulged out on the branches of the thorns, like dead eyes that were still open.
Chen Luan looked at those familiar scenes, his fingers tightened uncontrollably, his nails dug into his palms, causing a sharp and intense pain.
He hadn't felt this bad in a long time.
The memories of the past gradually faded away like a dream, and he almost thought that life would continue to be as peaceful as the previous two years, and everything would slowly get better.
One day, that nightmare will be completely and utterly over.
But that’s not the case now.
The news a few hours ago was like a heavy hammer, shattering what he thought was reality and throwing him back into a shattered nightmare.
The war was actually far from over, it was just far away from where he could not see clearly.
—In the increasingly frequent incidents of wasteland diseases, in the high-risk contaminated areas where members of the Pioneer Fleet risked their lives, and on the walls of the students in the auditorium that grew darker year by year.
Chen Luan hoped extremely that he would hear the news that the communication was restored in the next second and get the good news that everyone was safe.
But at the same time, he couldn't help but think of the past.
In that long nightmare, any mission in the underground base that lost contact was basically equivalent to bad news.
Just like today, those young faces that were brought up by Chen Luan were watched by Chen Luan as they left the house one morning and never returned.
That's why Chen Luan was so stubborn that he would personally escort students to the contaminated area every time he saw them there.
Because a long time ago, a farewell might be the last time you see each other.
But he can't do anything now.
The military temporarily raised the danger level of K9091.
——In the past, only those high-risk pollution areas with perennially chaotic magnetic fields would experience the situation where team members would lose contact with the outside world as soon as they entered.
Now only members of the Pioneer Fleet's rescue mission team can enter.
All everyone else can do is wait.
Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, solidified wetly in every breath, and every minute and every second was torture.
The messy scene flashed before Chen Luan's eyes.
Huo Lin's hair fluttered in the rain,
When Qin Yang stuffed the bottle into his hand, his clear eyes
Meng Sen raised his arms to the top of his head and made a heart shape with him.
Lu Yaoyao smiled and waved at him,
And other familiar, young faces...
The images shattered, spun, and flew backwards as if falling into a kaleidoscope, and suddenly fire began to ignite from the edges.
Wherever the flames passed, those smiles melted into a dazzling scarlet.
Then Chen Luan saw again the pairs of sad and desperate eyes after hearing the bad news in the dark and damp underground base under the firelight.
The ground was covered with colorful candy wrappers.
Chen Luan himself didn't know how many candies he had chewed while waiting, as if he wanted to use the almost sickening sweetness in his mouth to suppress the waves of bone-chilling cold rising from his heavy and bitter chest.
In the small lounge, some people were daydreaming, some were smoking, and some were pacing in front of the window, as if they had become trapped animals in a cage for too long and had started to behave in a stereotyped manner, pacing back and forth.
The beeping sounds from the instruments in the command center outside, the hurried footsteps of people passing by, and the low-voiced conversations all turned into a needle-like noise, making people feel uneasy.
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
No news.
No news.
No news.
In the evening of the third day, the sky gradually darkened.
The ashtray on the table next to him was overturned by someone's hand, making a loud noise in the almost suffocating lounge.
The middle-aged man, wearing the uniform of a military academy staff and who had been silent like a statue for almost three days, knelt on the ground and curled up, tearing his hair in pain, and finally let out a howl like a dying beast.
His daughter was also in the group entering the contaminated area.
He personally approved the application to enter the contaminated area last week.
If there is still no news before dawn.
It's time for them to leave.
Chen Luan's sore throat rolled, and he stared blankly out the dark window. He stood up slowly as if his joints were rusted, and his body even swayed as if he was unbalanced.
It's like a wild robot whose limbs have just been installed and whose hands and feet have not yet coordinated with the central nervous system to achieve balance.
I'm used to it.
I'm used to this kind of thing.
He had stayed in a peaceful place for too long, so much so that he almost forgot how he got here.
My vision was blurred by the rising water vapor, and my chest felt like it was being pressed down by a ball of cold, damp cotton wool, and I gradually became unable to breathe.
Just vaguely, he seemed to see that in the completely silent city ruins under the command tower, a little fire suddenly lit up in the distance.
Chen Luan blinked, fearing that he had seen it wrong.
The next second, the door of the lounge was slammed open with a loud bang.
The small and quiet space was suddenly filled with the excited voice of the communication girl, almost crying: "He's back!!!"
In the dark night, the lights in the command base suddenly lit up.
A faint light like a spark struggled out from the darkness.
A bright and fiery light came from the command center.
At the entrance of the base, the outlines of several mechas gradually appeared in the darkness, towing several armored vehicles that had long been damaged and broken down.
Medical staff who had been waiting for many days rushed over.
A thunderous howl erupted from the crowd.
The man who had just thrown an ashtray and was in a state of despair was hugging his daughter, who seemed to be fine, tightly in his arms and crying like a child.
The dashing girl, who had not had time to change out of her dirty combat uniform, was patting her father's head and comforting him softly.
Chen Luan stood at the back of the crowd and saw Huo Lin at a glance.
The wheat-skinned alpha with a bandage on his arm jumped off the armored vehicle nimbly and waved at Chen Luan.
The long red hair looks like a burning fire in the night.
Familiar figures got off the car one after another, some jumped down by themselves, and some were helped down or carried down.
But they are all alive.
So Chen Luan began to count silently one by one.
1, 2, 3, 4...26, 27.
Plus Huo Lin and Lu Yaoyao who was crying in her father's arms.
Not one less.
A smile finally appeared on Chen Luan's pale face.
The string that had been taut for days suddenly broke with a "snap" after confirming that none of the people sent out in the morning were missing.
Suddenly, I felt dizzy and everything was dark.
He only heard Lu Yaoyao, who was closest to her, let out a sharp explosion: "Ah!!! Old Chen——"
The last scene shows the girl pushing her father who is hanging on her and refusing to get down, while rushing over to help him.
Twenty minutes later, Chen Luan, who had recovered, sat on a chair outside the medical department, drinking the warm water brought by Lu Yaoyao. His brain, which had been shut down for three days, finally started to work again.
Hiss, I always feel like I forgot something.
What was it?
Forget it, I can’t remember it and I don’t want to think about it anymore.
There are quite a lot of injured people, and the medical department is very busy.
Huo Lin's arm was broken, and while he was receiving medical treatment, he calmly reported to the military and the school over the phone.
He was so calm as if the bloody arm in the nurse's hand was not his own.
There are two seriously injured people in the rescue team sent by the fleet who are receiving emergency treatment, and the medical care is a bit insufficient.
Many of the students who were slightly injured did not want to cause more trouble. Since they had all learned battlefield first aid, they simply helped each other.
In the noisy medical department hall, some students were filming videos, muttering, "I'm fine, don't worry. Look, everyone is here."
There is no public signal within the contaminated area, and calls can usually only be made through the military frequency band. I guess they want to wait until there is a signal before sending a message to anyone else.
When Chen Luan came in, Qin Yang was sitting in the corner, his whole body in tatters. Even the trouser leg on his right leg had been cut off, and there was a hideous wound on the exposed thigh that looked like it was grinning.
Meng Sen was treating him, but because he was not very skilled, there was a clear clumsiness in his movements.
"Mengsen, who did you learn this needlework from? It's quite abstract. Are you planning on tattooing a centipede on your brother's leg?"
A familiar voice sounded not far above my head.
As soon as Qin Yang looked up, he met a pair of smiling gray eyes.
His heart beat twice, and his dark eyes flashed: "Assistant Chen."
The latter circled around him like a tourist, then curled the corners of his lips towards him in a relaxed manner: "I took a look, they are all minor injuries. As long as they are alive, it's fine."
Qin Yang looked at Chen Luan, his expression, which had been tense for a long time, relaxed, and he finally curled the corners of his lips: "...Hmm."
Meng Sen saw Chen Luan as if he had seen a savior. He simply stood up and stuffed the things into Chen Luan's hands, then held Chen Luan's shoulders and pushed him in front of Qin Yang:
"Brother Luan, you came at the right time. A rough man like me really can't do this kind of delicate work, so I'll leave it to you."
"...You command me very skillfully."
Chen Luan kicked Meng Sen lightly on the calf and cursed him with a smile, but he still put on medical gloves and squatted down, taking over the half-finished suture from Meng Sen's hand.
He didn't notice that Qin Yang's body tensed up in an instant and his ears turned red when he squatted down.
Meng Sen had already run to the side and gave Qin Yang a "thumbs-up" from a distance as he squinted his eyes.
Qin Yang: “…”
I thank you.
I have already given local anesthetic, so there is no pain during the suture except the feeling of the skin being pulled.
The young man in front of him lowered his eyes, his crow-feather eyelashes covering his gray glass-like eyes. His hands moved smoothly and flexibly, making Meng Sen look like a chimpanzee that had just tamed its wild limbs.
Bang, bang, bang—
Qin Yang heard the sparrow in his chest suddenly start to make noises, its wings flapping and making muffled sounds that became louder and louder.
In fact, if the fleet's rescue had not arrived in time, he would have almost never seen Chen Luan again.
At the moment when the god of death descended upon his head and swung his scythe, he thought a lot. Among the chaotic voices, the clearest one was Qin Yue's voice:
"But if you really can't come back, he won't even know that you loved him."
"Wouldn't that be even more regrettable?"
At that moment he suddenly felt that
Qin Yue was right.
Because at that time, he really regretted it.
For a moment, a hot impulse brewed in his chest and rushed to his throat uncontrollably.
So when Chen Luan cleaned up his wound and was about to get up and leave, Qin Yang subconsciously spoke:
"...Assistant Teacher Chen."
"Hmm? Go ahead."
The latter stopped, turned around and looked at him.
"I."
The alpha who had just escaped death rolled his throat with difficulty.
The pounding heartbeat pumps hot emotions through the blood vessels, making the eardrums roar.
The frozen time pressed down on Qin Yang.
The only sound in my ears was my own heartbeat, which was getting louder and louder, and my whole head was starting to feel slightly hot.
The tremor in my chest caused my fingertips to go numb, and all the blood in my body seemed to be flowing backwards.
Qin Yang clenched his fingers and took a deep breath, but the moment he raised his eyes and met Chen Luan's gaze, he quickly lowered his eyes as if he was scalded.
“…Is the eye drops useful?”
Chen Luan blinked in confusion: "It works well."
"That's good."
"Then I'll go find Sister Lin first. You should have a good rest." Chen Luan turned around and was about to leave.
However, the next second, only a slight "pop" sound was heard.
My wrist was held by a hot hand.
"Wait a moment."
"Assistant Chen, I—"
At the same time, in the military academy on the other side.
Chen Luan, who had been out of contact for three whole days without leaving a single word, almost drove the Jiang family's twins crazy.
Even Qiao Zhile could feel the dark atmosphere around these two people, which was like anyone who touched them would die.
This atmosphere reached its peak the next morning when the red dot representing Chen Luan lit up again on Jiang Xun's phone.
As luck would have it, Qiao Zhile sent a video at this juncture.
The video was shot with a mobile phone. Facing the camera directly was a large face. The owner of the phone held up the camera and turned around:
"I'm fine, don't worry. Look, everyone is here."
Then he talked incessantly.
Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling immediately spotted Chen Luan in the corner of the screen behind the owner of the phone.
The black-haired alpha, covered in wounds, sat there with his head down. Chen Luan squatted on one knee in front of him, treating the wound on his leg attentively and gently.
Then they saw Chen Luan stand up and turn to leave.
The next second, the black-haired alpha grabbed Chen Luan's hand.
Jiang Xun's fingers hanging at his sides tightened instantly, and his glands, which were already in a sensitive period, began to burn. The pheromones that could not be suppressed rolled and boiled in the air, colliding with another equally violent pheromone.
Two pairs of identical eyes were turned into a dark gold by emotions.
"Leave."
"Go ask for leave."
"Go home tonight."
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