The arrangement of fate only rolled twice in Mu Huaixi's mind before it was washed away by the heavy workload.
Just do good things and don’t worry about the future.
But fate is often so coincidental. When Mu Huaixi wanted to completely forget that dream, Ying Mingcheng disappeared.
The news was not delivered to Mu Huaixi at first, because the entire team led by Ying Mingcheng had lost contact for more than three days. The stationed people such as Huo Zhiwu were busy contacting, reporting, and collecting intelligence. They sent out nine teams in succession, but still could not find any news about Ying Mingcheng and his team.
Late at night, Huo Zhiwu came out of the smoke-filled staff office, squatted on the side of the road, feeling somewhat powerless, and pondered.
In fact, the battalion commander and the spearhead team he led sent back a message via radio before completely losing contact, but the message was only half, perhaps because time was tight and it was not sent out completely. The transmitted radio waves were incomplete and difficult to write down.
"Alas," Huo Zhiwu sighed in his heart. Ying Mingcheng brought the newly developed "individual radio" with him on this mission. It was much more convenient to operate than the previous bulky machine, but he still only left behind a few words.
Military communications naturally have secret codes, but the information sent by the spearhead team is incomplete and cannot be deciphered after trying many methods. He can only pass the information to his superiors, who have analysts who are more proficient in information.
Huo Zhiwu wiped his face, his heart full of regret.
Ying Mingcheng had previously told him that he should learn more and practice more in radio communications, but he was still not convinced. After all, he was usually the one stationed at the base camp, and was often responsible for liaison with other bases and superior camps. The matter of code language translation could be left to professional communicators.
The configuration of an independent battalion is different from that of an ordinary battalion.
The soldiers of the independent battalion are all ferocious wolves, and the only one they will submit to is the Wolf King. Therefore, Ying Mingcheng has been promoted to battalion commander and will still lead the team to carry out missions. As an instructor, he is not only responsible for the morale of the soldiers, but also for strategic command when Ying Mingcheng is absent.
Previously, he thought it was because of his strong military skills, but when he really arrived at the battlefield, he found that Ying Mingcheng was also a genius in deploying troops and generals. His thinking was corrected, and he learned a lot during this period of time.
The two men were old acquaintances and had slowly gotten used to each other in the camp and on the battlefield, and now their cooperation was even more tacit.
Who would have thought this would happen?
Huo Zhiwu was not a fragile person. He squatted in the wind vent for a while, and after the choking smoke lingering in his nose disappeared, he planned to go back to the house to continue.
"Coach Huo."
Huo Zhiwu paused when he heard the familiar voice, then slowly turned around and said, "Sister-in-law."
Mu Huaixi held a wooden barrel in his hand. "I heard you've been very busy recently. This is the lung-clearing tea that Dr. Kang and I made."
"Okay," Huo Zhiwu hurriedly took it, feeling a little guilty for some reason.
"Yeah," Mu Huaixi didn't have any doubts. She just brought the medicinal tea over after finishing her work.
But just as she turned to leave, someone suddenly rushed out from the room behind her, "Coach! There's news about the battalion commander!"
Mu Huaixi immediately turned around and took two steps forward, but was stopped by Huo Zhiwu.
"Sister-in-law, you can't enter here," Huo Zhiwu's arms were tense. Although he felt guilty, he still followed the camp rules and stopped the person outside the staff headquarters.
Mu Huaixi clenched her fists, her eyes suddenly showing a different red. She spoke with a trembling voice, "Okay, I won't go in."
"Don't worry," Huo Zhiwu looked at her and made a promise in his voice hoarse from the smoke.
Mu Huaixi watched him stride in and covered his heart.
Her initial panic had faded, and now her heart felt heavy, as if the boot hanging over her head had finally landed, but it hit the ground too hard, and her heart was in pain.
But she soon calmed down. It was still unclear what had happened to Ying Mingcheng, so she could only recall the emergency preparations she had made earlier.
Over and over again.
Huo Zhiwu received a reply from his superiors the previous night. It was already the afternoon of the next day when he came out of the General Staff Headquarters. As soon as he went out, he saw Mu Huaixi, who was standing in almost the same place as last night.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing..." Huo Zhiwu was surprised, and his heart sank slightly. Could she have been waiting here all the time?
Looking closely, I saw that her eyes were bloodshot, she hadn't changed her clothes, and she looked extremely haggard. Had she really been waiting here all night?
Huo Zhiwu sighed in his heart, but Mu Huaixi seemed to see through his expression and smiled, "I was on duty last night and came here after changing shifts."
"Sister-in-law, let's go eat first." Huo Zhiwu sighed silently when he heard her hoarse voice. Although he was not directly responsible for the work of the medical team, he knew that no one would be on duty for consecutive days.
When Mu's sister-in-law came last night, her shift should have ended. If she wasn't worried about Ying Mingcheng, why would she go back to work the night shift?
Huo Zhiwu looked at Mu Huaixi who was walking silently beside him, and felt that Lao Ying was really lucky to have a wife who cared about him so much.
The camp made soy milk today. Mu Huaixi drank a bowl of it and his complexion looked a little better.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry." Huo Zhiwu could not say anything and could only promise again and again.
The information sent back by the spearhead team was not a predetermined code, but straightforward letters and numbers. The staff worked all night and found out that it should be a coordinate.
"D-76, LK1398, ON MY MARK."
These coordinates have crossed the national border and are a certain distance away from the location where the mission should be carried out. Huo Zhiwu guessed that Ying Mingcheng must have discovered something and left this signal.
Seeing his gloomy expression, Mu Huaixi silently ate the steamed bread in her hand. After he came to his senses, she made her request, "I want to set off with the next team."
"No." Huo Zhiwu refused immediately. He was afraid that he would hurt Mu Huaixi, so he added, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I will definitely bring Lao Ying back safely."
The superior has sent someone over. He will set off with the next team and will definitely bring back the battalion commander and the brothers!
Mu Huaixi looked at his resolute face, but what came to her mind was the back-to-back commitment and perseverance between the two of them in the dream. "I don't doubt your comradeship with Mingcheng. I just thought that maybe you need a doctor."
"No one knows Ying Mingcheng's physical condition better than me. You are aware of my abilities. I am not fooling around, nor will I cause you any trouble, and I will certainly not act without authorization without following military orders."
"I just want to go to the nearest camp and wait."
"Sister-in-law..." Huo Zhiwu was in a dilemma. There had never been a case where someone had no family members at the front line before, and there was no such precedent.
"If you force me to stay here, I'll feel uneasy too. Let me go!"
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