Chapter 182 [Added] Love Letter It was as if he was some frightened little...
Bai Ling really likes this one, but whether the fish under Ifas's skin is that fish remains to be further confirmed.
After all, he couldn't make such a bizarre judgment based on his feelings and a few words, and he couldn't just go up and lift someone's helmet in front of everyone in the car.
It is very simple to verify. Just send a message to the admiral on the wild star and you will find out.
He was about to send a message when the nurse next to him continued to ask:
"Did your family support you going to the battlefield?"
Bai Ling subconsciously raised his head and looked at the postman. Perhaps noticing his gaze, the postman turned his eyepiece and looked over here.
"Going to the battlefield is not the right thing to do. My family doesn't support this," the man said frankly.
Hearing this, Bai Ling's heartbeat quickened for two seconds, and he almost stood up.
"I came here on my own accord because I wanted to repay someone," he said.
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then sat back down silently.
The little nurse was like a curious baby: "Wow, what are you repaying? For saving my life?"
The postman nodded slightly: "Almost. To repay his kindness."
After hearing this, Bai Ling's confidence, which had been in his grasp, became uncertain again. Kindness, this was obviously not in line with his family's situation, because he didn't remember having any special kindness or favor towards the fish.
And he drove the fish away. The evil fish must have been so angry that its teeth were itching.
There is no kindness at all.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt this was the case. He gave up the idea of going to check on the general, stood up, and prepared to run away before driving.
When he jumped out of the car lightly, he didn't notice a pair of eyes falling behind him and staring deeply for a while.
Normal alphas in the Empire do recognize people by smell.
But some abnormal alphas will even imprint the omega's height, body length, outline and other detailed data in their minds. Even if the smell is completely opposite, they can still recognize it by feeling.
Ifas thought about it, turned on the terminal, and edited a message.
On the other side, Bai Ling received a text message from the mermaid. He clicked it and read:
[Bad Fish]: I saw an omega today, and his back looked like you. Maybe I missed my baby too much and saw it wrong.
Bai Ling bit her lip and typed back:
[Good Bird]: Me too.
[Bad Fish]: What is it?
[Good Bird]: I saw an alpha and thought it was you.
[Bad Fish]: What a coincidence.
[Good Bird]: What a coincidence.
End of conversation.
Hearing the other party say that he missed him, Bai Ling felt a little guilty. He didn’t know if it was because of the recent wave of longing in the military camp, but after only a week of separation, he couldn’t help but miss him.
It just so happened that the logistics department had recently started a mailing business, so Bai Ling wondered whether he should send something.
What can I send?
That fish is as rich as a country. He is always acquiring leading companies in listed sectors. He lacks nothing.
"Commander Bai, please move aside. My forklift needs to pass by." Bao Yu leaned over and shouted.
"Oh, okay."
Bai Ling stood aside and watched the forklift clear a path through the ruins so that the mechas and transport vehicles could travel smoothly.
This place had been attacked by the Federation's mobile turrets before, and the houses were almost destroyed. Fortunately, everyone had already left, and there were no casualties. The walls are bare, the furniture and appliances are exposed, and the garden that was once carefully tended by the owner has now turned into a pool of mud under the wheels.
If the fish saw this, it would definitely feel sad.
I feel sorry for the flowers and plants.
Bai Ling suddenly shouted: "Wait!"
The forklift stopped and Bao Yu stretched his head waiting for his orders.
"Stay there." Bai Ling said this in a hurry and left. When he came back, he took a bag and told Bao Yu: "Come down with a shovel and help me dig the soil."
The landscape of this planet is different, and the flower and plant species are also quite strange. Not only are they cold-resistant and water-resistant, they also only grow in the dark.
Bai Ling wanted to collect some roots and bulbs and give them to the mermaid.
So, the passing mechas and soldiers saw Commander Bai squatting on the ground, digging in the muddy soil, while the soldiers beside him looked confused and helped to shovel from time to time.
This may be the closest thing Commander Bai has come to "abusing his power."
When the transport vehicle made a round trip and returned to the fixed assembly point, Bai Ling was already waiting there.
He was wearing rubber shoes covered in mud and was casually wiping his fingers with a cloth. When he looked up and saw the postman coming, he hooked his palm:
"Come here for a moment."
As the postman came over, a huge and heavy sack was stuffed into his hands, which made his upper body weigh down.
Bai Ling was a little embarrassed: "I originally took the small bag, but then I lost it."
The postman looked down and asked, "What are these?"
Bai Ling said casually, "Send these free junky plants to me. Write the address as [Tudou Town, Wild Star Tomato Country, Starship Horus Eye, 5 kilometers outside the city, 6th floor, Note: Leave it at the door, don't knock]."
Postman: "Why not knock?"
Bai Ling said casually: "He is not in good spirits, and I am afraid of disturbing his sleep."
The postman suddenly walked in a small circle.
Bai Ling: "? What happened?"
The postman was honest: "The tail is itchy, shake it."
Bai Ling did not suspect anything. After all, marine creatures were not of the same species as birds and often exhibited strange habits, so he just ignored them.
The postman ignored the mud and picked up the entire sack, which covered most of his body.
Bai Ling laughed for no reason. This big guy was a bit silly. Why should he hug it? He could just carry it on his back.
No wonder he joined the army to repay his gratitude.
Bai Ling asked, "I heard that you joined the army for a benefactor. What good things did that guy do to make you work so hard?"
The postman looked down at the sack, hugged it tightly, and said with a smile, "Something I really like."
Bai Ling: “?”
What Riddler.
Forget it, I'd better not ask about other people's private affairs.
After taking the things away, Bai Ling sent a message to the merman: [Sent a bag of strange seeds, in case you are interested]
I don't know if he likes this thing or not.
On the other side, Nightingale looked at Ivars carrying a pile of sacks and was surprised: "Are you going to send these too?"
"Yes."
Stopping in front of the car, Ifas opened the cab and dragged out another sack from under the narrow bed.
Nightingale: "? What is this?"
Ifas: "I picked it up earlier, you can throw it away now."
So the Nightingale watched him throw away the bulbs he had collected and then stuff a new sack, which he had gotten from somewhere, under the cot.
It was like a dragon, putting the treasure given by the knight back into its lair with peace of mind.
·
With this bag of seed bulbs as a pillow, Ifas has been in particularly good spirits recently.
He also opened up new business at the window, writing letters home for soldiers and helping them revise the wording for soldiers whose language skills were not very good.
For a time, he became the second most popular person in the entire military camp.
The first place was Commander Bai, while Shaq slipped from second to third.
Shaq was very interested in the big mailman and invited him to drink several times, but was rejected every time.
Shaq was not annoyed, so three or five of his buddies gathered together, leaning against the carriage, smoking and chatting, and they inevitably talked about Bai Ling.
"He was only this young at the time, as old as a ball of wool," Shaq said, holding a cigarette in his mouth, smiling innocently and making a circle with his hands. "He was very sensible right from the start, doing military duties and other things very well and obediently, but he didn't like to talk much."
Sunfish teased: "I didn't tell anyone else, but I must have told the old squad leader a lot."
Shaq reluctantly admitted: "I wouldn't say that. But I was the one who corrected his shooting skills. I taught him step by step, so I had to be more confidential."
The sunfish sighed: "You have done so much for Commander Bai."
Others: "It's like taking care of your own brother."
"It's okay, it's okay," Shaq quickly changed the subject, "It's all in the past. Xiaobai doesn't care, and I don't care either."
When they heard him say that he didn't care, everyone looked a little regretful.
I always feel that this fate can continue.
But when Shaq said he didn't care, he really didn't care. He didn't seem to care at all, and the next day when tasks were assigned, he still took the farthest and heaviest task.
Bai Ling knew that he was more familiar with the local routes, so he nodded and handed it to him.
Shaq smiled and said, "Don't worry, Xiaobai, it's better for me to do such dangerous work."
The medical soldiers were also lined up nearby. The young nurse turned around and whispered to Nightingale, "I always feel like his voice sounds weird."
Nightingale spat: "Green tea B."
Bao Yu scratched his head in a straight-laced manner: "No way, doesn't he want to protect Commander Bai?"
The young nurse who is an expert in judging male tea: "No, if you really want to help, just do it in private. If you say it in front of the whole team, isn't it the same as announcing on the spot that Commander Bai owes him a favor?"
Bao Yu seemed to be brainwashed: "But Commander Bai was indeed taken care of by others when he was a child."
Little nurse: "So?"
Bao Yu was confused: "I don't know, but Commander Bai should return the favor anyway."
The little nurse and Nightingale both rolled their eyes, talking at cross purposes, and had nothing to say to this alpha. Just then, Ivars was standing nearby, and the nurse recognized him as the caged man, so she called him to demonstrate. She asked deliberately:
"Come on, tell me, if you took care of a child before and you meet him again when he grows up, how would you ask him to return the favor?"
Ifas: "I did it willingly, so why bother talking about favors?"
The little nurse and Nightingale immediately clapped their hands, feeling grief-stricken: "Look at him, look at how conscious he is! He deserves to have a wife."
Bao Yu: “…………”
Single abalone was shot in the knee.
Nightingale is a staunch supporter of Mr. D, so he stroked his chin and squinted at Shaq: "I always feel that this guy has bad intentions."
The young nurse also narrowed her eyes and said, "It reminds me of many stories I've read where the second male lead is the beta male lead."
Nightingale: "! Must be closely observed."
As he was speaking, Shaq had already left with the reconnaissance team, and they also had to disperse to carry out their tasks. Nightingale turned her head and found Ivars in a trance.
Nightingale: "What's wrong with you?"
Ifas pulled back his spiritual thread and said lightly: "Nothing."
·
Due to heavy rains throughout the year, the city was once known as the "Dark Water City". In order to drain floods and waterlogging, its builders dug horizontal and vertical waterways on the surface. The wide ones are suitable for ships, and the narrow ones are suitable for pedestrians - the ocean people who love water.
There are traffic lights above these waterways, but after years of abandonment, most of them have become dysfunctional, leaving only a small number of them still mechanically regulating traffic on the deserted streets.
The sunfish was swimming in the waterway with his teammates, their mission being to search for the remaining refugees. According to Shaq, a group of federal soldiers had captured seventy-nine children before, and their base should be nearby.
The sea urchin has a radar life detector on its neck, and any movement or breathing of living things will be displayed on the sensor meter.
"I've been swimming for most of the day, but there's not a single living person. No, there's not a single living thing." complained the sunfish.
At this moment, a red dot suddenly appeared on the instrument.
Sea Urchin: "Got it! The direction is - up?"
The whole team looked up at the same time, their faces illuminated by the cold green light of the traffic light, which looked particularly creepy in the dark night. And above it, a pair of eyes with vertical pupils appeared out of thin air.
Gaze upon them.
Shaq's tense state suddenly relaxed, "It turned out to be a cat."
The sea urchin blinked and looked against the light. The cat was sitting in a very dignified posture, reminiscent of the Egyptian Sphinx sculpture.
After being discovered, the cat did not run away in panic like other animals. Instead, it remained sitting there, looking down at them.
The sunfish was very annoyed: "It gives me chills."
Shaq poured water on it: "Go, go!"
The cat glanced at them, slowly stood up, and leaped lightly, its black fur disappearing into the darkness.
But no one noticed that the cat was cleverly keeping a distance outside the radar radius and following them. It walked silently on the wall with an elegant and effortless posture, appearing more experienced and familiar than the soldiers carrying electronic maps.
To ensure the safety of materials, logistics can only be carried out in limited areas.
But it has long since flexibly bypassed the rules, using its abilities to freely explore every corner of the city.
It will become a cat, a bird, a sewer rat and a live camera. Any object with eyes or that can reflect images will become a carrier for it to absorb information.
The radar scope made another turn.
One more round.
Suddenly, the picture was filled with densely packed little red dots, turning into a sea of red.
Sea Urchin: “Got it!”
Shaq's nerves tensed up again and he immediately turned around and made a gesture to start. As the temporary commander of this reconnaissance team, he lowered his voice and made serious arrangements:
"In the basement of the building in front. We'll outflank them. Sunfish, Sea Urchin, you go to the left wing, I'll go to the right wing. If there's a leak, you lead the charge. Everyone check your weapons—"
The sound of checking the bolt.
"Armor-piercing shells ready."
"complete!"
"Very good, I'll count to three, two, one, and we'll charge together. Three, two, one—"
On the windowsill, the cat watched them rush underground. Blowing up the door, breaking the window and controlling the situation can be said to be done in one go.
Shaq does have some skills, especially in combat. He is much stronger than Alpha, who only has one skill point in handicrafts and flower-growing.
But behind excessive courage there is always a lack of cautious strategy.
The cat had no idea what was happening in the basement. With its hearing ability, it could only hear the deafening sound of intensive machine gun fire with the ammunition being reloaded every 20 seconds.
Someone ran out covered in blood, carrying an unconscious sunfish.
Shaq turned around and fired again while shouting frantically into the communicator: "We need support! The 43rd Reconnaissance Team needs immediate support from headquarters!"
The sunfish cried incoherently, "Mom, Mom, I'm shot, I'm going to die--"
The communicator made a noisy sound, and it seemed to be passed through several hands in an instant. Finally, it was handed to one person. A cold and calm voice came out, saying concisely:
"Report your location."
Report location. Each of these three words had clear vowels and a calm force, reminding it of the huge fortifications hidden beneath the city in the last century. The initial AI that came with it would use this cold tone as a warning tone.
According to linguists, this sound is more distinct and more controlling when disaster strikes.
If it wasn't live, I would really like to record it and rewind it to listen to it several times.
…
At this moment, there were two knocks on the car window, and Ifas woke up from his doze. He rolled his eyes, brought his scattered thoughts back, and saw an indifferent face outside.
Fire support requires immediate replenishment of gun ammunition. Ifas jumped down and opened the car door for them to take.
Bai Ling said coldly: "Check the number of weapons."
Hal trotted over to check and reported: "One hundred blaster magazines, fifty smoke bombs, twenty flamethrowers, and three particle shields."
"Add another laser cannon."
"The terrain there is narrow, and we need someone to carry it."
Ifas was recording the amount of money he received when he was suddenly grabbed by the collar and pulled over. Bai Ling asked Hal quickly, "What do you think of this guy? He's big and looks like he can run fast."
Hal: “Okay.”
Bai Ling turned around and asked, "Have you been assigned a mission?" At the same time, he was doing two things at once, using his time to quickly scan the map.
"Guard the resource truck, sir." Ifas said in a low voice.
"Very good, you are under my command now."
——This sentence is better. It wants to.
There was a lot of noise around him, so Ifas tilted his head slightly and asked, "What?"
Bai Ling raised his icy voice and repeated, "Soldier, you are under my command now!" Then, he pulled the big guy's arm and ran out quickly, and in the chaos and roar, he shouted to Nightingale:
"Someone come! Take over this guy's job of watching over the car--"
Nightingale turned around and stared blankly at Ifas being taken away as a soldier.
Moreover, the other party seemed very happy.
A pleasure to be used.
After getting on the mecha, Ifas quietly took out the terminal, took a look at it, confirmed that it was recorded, and then put it back into his pocket.
The distance between the buildings at the destination was extremely narrow, and the mecha could not land at all, so they descended from the roof in ten seconds. Bai Ling pressed the headset and issued orders quickly but methodically:
"Medic! Treat Fanche and Shaq. Hal, go to the fourth floor and take the sniper position. Run fast. I suggest you set up your gun at the second window, as it's in a tricky position and you can kill them with one shot. Everyone else, follow me. Remember to move every three seconds. Move every three seconds. Repeat to me. Don't panic if you get hurt. I'm here. Do you understand clearly—"
"Yes sir!"
Ifas was about to follow, but Bai Ling pulled the bolt and pointed at him: "You, big guy, hold the laser cannon and wait here."
He quickly glanced around and determined the best launch point in the blink of an eye. He tapped the ground with the tip of his leather boots and said, "Stand here. If I don't get out, you will be the last person alive and blow up the building. Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Ifas clenched his fists. Two seconds later, he replied, "I understand."
There is only command and obedience on the battlefield. He respects him, so he obeys the rules.
Seeing that he was slow to answer, Bai Ling thought that he had never seen the world, so he raised his elbow and hit the big guy, his cold grey eyes were extremely sharp:
"See you later."
It is said that the heartbeats of immortal species are all slow. The heartbeat of a blue whale is 25 beats per minute, and the heartbeat of a mermaid is also around this rate. But today, during the twenty minutes of intense firefighting, Ifas's heart beat six times as fast, almost the most tense period of blood pressure in the past year.
Gradually, the gunshots in the building began to subside. But the people present did not breathe a sigh of relief, because this was the most tense moment. Everyone hid behind the bunkers and shields, staring at the door, praying that the person walking out of the door was not an enemy, but must be their own teammates.
Hal, who is in the sniper position on the third floor, has the best view. He took advantage of his position to kill six enemies through the gap between the window and the inner door.
He stuck his head out from the third floor and gestured upward to indicate that it was safe.
At the same time, a soldier with a waterfowl logo embroidered on his shoulder trotted out with a gun in hand to clear the way. Behind him followed a group of panicked children with tears on their faces, and behind them were people carrying their injured teammates, including Sea Urchin.
Bai Ling was the last one to be cut off. He had a bruise on his neck, but he was generally fine.
The young nurse glanced out of the corner of her eye and noticed that Ifas breathed a sigh of relief very imperceptibly when Commander Bai came out.
However, at this moment, a gun muzzle appeared from the shattered window of the semi-basement. It was a dying enemy. The infrared aiming deflected and aimed at Bai Ling's heart.
Hal's pupils shrank suddenly: "Be careful!"
Bai Ling was standing far away from everyone and had no time to react. When he heard the gunshot and dodged subconsciously, a wild cat came out from nowhere and jumped down from the window sill, blocking the bullet.
The bullet went straight through the cat's skull, carrying fragments into Bai Ling's shoulder.
“Bang!”, “Bang!”
The two gunshots almost overlapped, and the other one came from Hal on the third floor. He shot through the enemy's forehead with a frosty face.
Bai Ling staggered back a step due to the impact, but quickly steadied himself and skillfully covered his shoulder with his right hand to apply pressure to stop the bleeding. At the same time, three medics rushed over, helped him aside, and immediately began to heal his wounds.
For him, getting injured was a common occurrence. He didn't even make a sound even with this level of penetrating wound.
Ifas watched from afar, his finger bones already turning blue from being pinched.
However, at this time, it would be unprofessional for anyone other than a rescuer to step forward. No matter how worried Ifas was, he kept his feet firmly planted in the spot to leave space for the medical staff.
Medic: "Bring the scissors. We need to cut open his clothes."
Sunfish was sitting there half dead, but suddenly he perked up after hearing these words. He stretched his head to look eagerly: "Commander Bai's shoulder skin is also very white."
He wanted to get closer to take a look, but suddenly, something hit his foot.
Um? The sunfish looked down and met the eyes of a pair of green vertical pupils.
But unlike before, the pupils of the cat's eyes were now gray and turbid like frosted glass beads.
The hole on its forehead, from which blood was trickling out, reminded the sunfish that this was a cat that was dead as hell.
The cat rolled its eyes and sat down demurely in front of him, examining him subtly with its two eyes and the hole on top of its head.
Stare at him. Stare at him. Judge him.
“…………Go away!”
This time the cat didn't leave. It still stared at him with that malicious look.
The sunfish got goose bumps all over his body, and his instinct told him that the cat wanted to kill him and peel off his skin and stick it on the asphalt road.
"...Dead cat, go away!"
The cat took two steps forward, its limbs stiff as if it was being controlled by some creature.
“Don’t come over here, ahhhhh… don’t come over here!”
He could no longer tell whether it was an illusion or reality, but those dead and decaying eyes were still staring at him, penetrating his skin and flesh and reaching his internal organs.
Dirty stuff.
He seemed to hear someone speaking so contemptuously in his ear.
“—Aa ...
On the other side of the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder fell, the sunfish went mad without anyone knowing.
He cried and claimed that he saw the moving corpse of a cat, and said that there must be a demon living inside it, controlling the limbs of the corpse and trying to kill him.
The young nurse just thought he was a PTSD on the battlefield and ignored him. Later, they found the wild cat's body in the grass. She and Ifas dug a hole and buried it.
Ifas was very nice and even gave his lunch of canned fish to the cat's grave.
The little nurse squatted down and looked at it: "This is the death pension of the kitten soldier."
Behind him, the crazy sunfish was pushed away by the medical team: "That must be a demon! An unspeakable demon. Please believe me, please believe me!"
Ifas passed him by carrying a stretcher.
·
The luckiest creature in this operation was the sea urchin.
Originally, his helmet was shattered by the armor-piercing bullet, and he was attacked by the flamethrower. If he didn't die, he would lose half his life.
But he loved his wife so much that he chose to wear that woolen swimming cap. The sea otter fur was both waterproof and fireproof, which invisibly helped him block the attack and only caused minor burns.
Hai Urchin was lying on the stretcher and said happily: "My wife's skills are not good. She can never make a fine needle. She can only make a thick, lumpy needle. But who would have thought that this is a good thing? As long as it is given by a loved one, it is good."
He can only speak in plain language, but his words are simple and honest.
The young nurse smiled softly: "Then you have to thank him."
The sea urchin squirmed excitedly: "Of course, I will write him a thank-you letter and a love letter!"
The door of the medical vehicle closed, and Ifas was the last one to come up and stand guard by the door. Sea Urchin turned his head and saw him, and quickly called him over:
"Mr. Postman, are you free? I want you to help me with my word choice. I'm sorry, but my Chinese is not that good. My wife always says that I make a lot of typos. I can't make any typos this time."
Ifas remained silent but did not refuse. He walked over and took the letter from his hand.
The sea urchin chuckled and said, "This is the love letter I want to write to him."
He used to be an ordinary driver, and usually did the rough work of hauling goods and steel coils. He had no cultural background and was not good at choosing words or composing sentences. But recently when he had some free time, he would think about writing something to his wife, and as he accumulated one sentence at a time, it actually filled up a whole page.
Ifas did not charge for correcting their letters. He is the kind of person who is loyal to the original text. He will not make drastic changes to paragraphs. He will just take a quick look and give some suggestions on the key details.
He pointed to the last sentence, "[I will continue to protect you and never give up taking care of you!], maybe it can be changed to [Thank you for your company, I do all this willingly because you love me too]."
The young nurse was amazed: "Oh, it's really different after the change."
Nightingale savored it carefully: "It feels very warm."
Especially since Hai Urchin's lover is a patient who is hospitalized all year round, if he sees the words "take care of him without giving up", he may feel guilty for being a burden to him.
But now, the tone has become much gentler.
Sea Urchin said quickly: "Please speak slowly, I just went through a bombing and my brain is a little slow. Or if anyone has a pen and paper, can you help me write it down? Thank you!"
The car was full of wounded people, and everyone looked at each other and said they didn't bring any paper or pen.
Suddenly a voice sounded from deep within the medical vehicle: "I have it."
The curtain was drawn open, and Bai Ling supported himself with one hand and managed to sit up from the stretcher. He was shot in the left shoulder and couldn't move, so he asked the nurse to help him take out the military intelligence manual and pen from his bag.
The little nurse handed it to Ifas.
Ifas habitually turned to the page with words, and paused unconsciously when he saw the graffiti on it.
The young nurse took a look and said, "What is this, a tentacle fish with a halo on its head?"
Bai Ling was confused for a moment, and suddenly something flashed through his mind: Oh shit. He simply stood up regardless of his injuries and reached out to grab it.
But Ifas was faster than him. He switched from his right hand to his left hand, closed the page, hid his hand underneath, and turned to Bai Ling to talk:
"I'll write on the last page."
Bai Ling had no choice but to compromise. Because the two medical staff behind him had already grabbed him, put him back on the stretcher and reconnected the infusion tube.
Ifas kept his promise and this time he turned directly to the last page and wrote the sentence in the blank space.
But the little nurse noticed that he silently turned another page, thought for a moment, wrote some new words on it, paused, and drew something.
The young nurse stood close by and saw the content of the sentence clearly, and her eyes gradually widened. She turned her back and began typing furiously:
[Oh my god, is this husband secretly in love with Commander Bai?! ! ? ]
Nightingale glanced at the terminal and replied with a penetrating look: [No. He is in love openly. ]
Little Nurse: [Huh? ? ? ]
Nightingale was calm and said: [Maybe one day in the future you will understand. ]
Little Nurse: [(screaming and refusing) No! I firmly support him and Mr. D. The position of the main wife of feed cannot be overthrown. ]
This sentence blew up the other people in the group.
[(Panda pats head) What is the master of feed? ]
[(Shaking the wine glass) Of course it's Lord of fodder~]
[Sounds like someone manipulating birds with feed. ]
[? ? ? The character you described is more in line with the old emperor. ]
[Yeah, that’s right.] ]
[What a coincidence.] ]
[(quietly pops up) Am I the only one who supports Commander Bai x the old emperor? ]
[Yes, only you. ]
[Wuwuwuwu, how did this servant accidentally enter the Great Northern Wilderness again? This servant also wants to have a state banquet——]
…
The topic became more and more off topic, and went astray to the point of being completely tangled.
The young nurse put down the terminal and watched Ifas tear off the last page and hand it to Hai Urchin, then close the second to last page and return it to Bai Ling.
Bai Ling had lost too much blood and was feeling a little tired, so he didn't even look at it and asked the nurse to put it back into the bag.
When he woke up again, he was already back at the camp. Bai Ling looked at the gray roof of the medical tent, blinked his sore eyes, slowly sat up and drank two sips of water.
The terminal lit up and the timing was just right. Bai Ling saw the familiar avatar and quickly picked up the phone. Before she could speak, the man's gentle voice had already sunk into her ears:
"Baby, I know you're hurt..."
A voice interrupted out of nowhere, "Commander Bai! Shaq is looking for you."
Bai Ling quickly covered the terminal and responded, "Got it. Let him wait outside."
After that, he let go of her hand and whispered to Yu Chen, "I'll call you later, I will definitely call you, don't worry."
The line was disconnected, and Ifas stared at the screen in shock.
I also comforted him not to worry, this little bird...
So cute.
He was not far from the medical tent, so he simply asked someone to take his shift and go over to take a look. But before they reached the place, they heard a noisy sound of children. When they walked closer, they found that Shak had brought the group of rescued children to thank Bai Ling.
We also carried out gratitude education on the spot.
There were many children who were fine before, but now they were crying and wiping their tears.
Bai Ling was surrounded in the middle, and the cold light of the base made his already bloodless face look even paler.
Ifas's face instantly turned cold, as if someone had touched his reverse scale.
Shaq stroked the back of the children's heads and said softly, "It was this uncle who saved you. You must thank him."
The children said sadly: "Thank you, uncle, but uncle, we have other children who have been captured. Can you save them?"
“Save them.”
"I've seen you on video, uncle. Uncle Shaq said you're a great hero and will definitely help us."
Bai Ling tightened his coat, turned his head and stared at him for a while, then said, "You care a lot about the missing child."
Shaq sighed, "Children are the hope of the motherland. This is what I was taught since I was young. We rescued 76 children this time, but three were relocated. We can't let these poor children be stranded outside."
Bai Ling asked calmly: "Are you looking for someone?"
Shaq was stunned: "Huh?"
His expression changed for a moment, but soon returned to his usual honest expression. He nodded calmly, "Of course. After all, I am the leader of the refugees and I have to be responsible for their safety."
Bai Ling lowered his eyes and pointed his finger backwards. Someone immediately understood and offered him a cigarette. He lit the cigarette and bit it between his lips. His cold front-like outline seemed to appear and disappear behind the smoke, with raised eyebrows and eyes, examining him.
Shaq whispered, "Don't smoke in front of the kids..."
Bai Ling laughed and said, "Don't bring children into the camp. People have died on this land."
Shaq looked up at him unexpectedly, his eyes showing confusion, surprise and regret, "Why...Xiaobai, I remember you weren't such a hard-hearted person before."
Bai Ling just said "hmm" but didn't explain.
Shaq asked cautiously, "Did you get mad at me because you heard those rumors?" He seemed to have suddenly realized something, and was embarrassed and guilty all of a sudden, and quickly clarified:
"That's all nonsense. I'm still your squad leader and good brother. I don't have any dirty thoughts towards you. I came here just to see if you're doing well. If you need me, I'm willing to stay by your side and be your guardian angel—"
The nurse next to her said, "Damn it, I can't stand it anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold shadow suddenly covered him from behind. The man grabbed Shaq by the collar, threw him aside, and punched him in the face.
Two shark teeth flew out along with blood.
Everyone was stunned. It was the first time they knew that the silent and docile postman could be so cruel.
“…Stop it!” Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and shouted sternly: “Stop it, everyone—!”
Fights must not occur in the military camp, otherwise it will seriously affect the morale.
But Shaq had already reacted, his fighting skills were not to be underestimated, and he was about to fight back immediately.
Bai Ling had to fire a shot to signal his defeat, but he forgot that his left shoulder was injured, and he hissed in pain before he could even raise his hand.
Ifas stopped instantly and walked quickly to Bai Ling. Before everyone could react, he grabbed Bai Ling's arm and took him away from the scene.
Before leaving, he turned around and ordered coldly and lowly:
"Deal with those kids."
Everyone froze, and suddenly their spines and brains felt cold: deal with them, kill them all.
But he reacted the next second:...Why would we think so? He must have said just send him away.
Really, this person's aura suddenly became so tough, as if he was a completely different person.
When he came to his senses, Bai Ling found himself on the logistics vehicle. The silent and fierce postman was moving boxes and looking for something not far from him. Finally, he took out a carton of milk, put a straw in it, and handed it to him.
Milk can calm the nerves.
As if he was some frightened child.
Bai Ling was stunned for a second, the unburned cigarette still burning between his fingers. He was silent for a while, and instead of rushing to drink the milk, he took a puff of cigarette and asked slowly:
"Why did you hit him?"
“……”The postman said nothing.
"You want to help me out."
“…”
"Don't forget that you have a family." He reminded coldly, tapping the ash with his fingertips, "Be careful."
Postman: “Okay.”
He agreed readily, as if he was willing to do whatever I asked.
This feels familiar.
Bai Ling unconsciously had a thought. He narrowed his eyes and stared at him meaningfully for a while.
The postman was about to get off the car to pick up the garbage on the ground nearby, but he was stopped the moment he turned around.
Bai Ling: "Stop."
The postman wanted to turn back, but he was ordered again:
"Don't turn around."
Holding a cigarette between two thin and beautiful fingers, Bai Ling propped up his chin behind the swirling smoke and slowly studied his back:
"Your back looks a lot like my husband."
“…”
"But he is much more dignified than you."
This sounded like a joke, or just some random chat.
Teasing a soldier is not Bai Ling's style. But at that moment just now, the words came out of his mouth inexplicably.
"Okay, go ahead." He still handled it calmly and let the person go.
After the postman left, Bai Ling thought of the phone call.
After taking a sip of milk, he sat on the edge of the carriage with his coat on, his long legs hanging outside, just looking at the night, slowly sipping milk and smoking a cigarette.
This decadent yet healthy combination would seem extremely strange on others, but when he does it, the contradiction becomes complementary.
Bai Ling took out the terminal and called back.
At the same time, in the darkness fifty meters away from the car, someone held a lit screen and put on headphones to connect.
The postman looked up and saw that the rear compartment was uniquely bright in the darkness. The cross-section of the compartment was square at the top and bottom, so the warm yellow light cut into a shining square in the relationship between the darkness and the inside and outside of the car, just like a piece of glowing cheese.
It didn't rain today, so visibility was good, and the night view looked like a painting with extreme brightness and darkness. And his baby, sitting right in the center of the picture, looks like an angel dangling his legs on a cheese moon.
The baby curled up one leg and hugged it, with a slightly bloody bandage on his shoulder. He smoked a cigarette to relieve the pain while talking on the phone: "I'm fine, very fine, just a little scrape, it doesn't hurt at all... There's nothing to worry about..."
After hanging up the phone, he put out his cigarette on the milk carton and called someone to come and clean up.
Jump out of the car with your hands on your shoulders. He grimaced, "Fuck, that hurts!"
ruffian.
This deceptive rogue angel.
If this wasn't a military camp, he would definitely drag him into the weeds and give him a good beating.
It was cold at night, so it was inconvenient to stay longer. After the person finished drinking the milk, he should be sent back to the medical tent. The postman wanted to take him there, but Bai Ling refused out of fear.
"Don't give me milk next time. My husband at home is very protective of his wife."
The postman stood still in silence.
Bai Ling looked at him and suddenly couldn't help asking, "You said you came here to repay someone. That person should be in the barracks. Who do you want to repay?"
He said, "My love."
For a moment, Bai Ling subconsciously thought it was a call. But he quickly realized that this was just an answer to the question.
On the way back alone, Bai Ling felt the wind and his thoughts gradually surged.
He thought of the postman's back.
Actually, to be honest, he doesn't look like a mermaid at all.
Mermaids will not move boxes in a dusty manner, will not run around carrying ammunition, and will not lose their dignity and decency in front of others, using the simplest fists to beat up someone who is out of place.
The mermaid would not stay this way.
He is in a higher position and has ten thousand ways to achieve his goals. He can use force and can naturally watch the battle in the name of the financial sponsor. With his financial investment, it would not be too much to even move a chair for him to be an emperor on the front line and surround him with a group of mechas.
There is absolutely no need to use this least effective approach.
The postman was not like him.
The postman is more like an essential person. He is taciturn, simple and stubborn, and only knows how to give. Without any decoration, he seems to be just a pure symbol.
Bai Ling simply couldn't connect these two people with completely different behaviors. Because he couldn't think of any reasonable reason to explain it.
Back in the medical tent, he lay back down on the bed.
The young nurse considerately brought him a bag. He remembered that he had to write military notes before going to bed, so he pressed the auto-pen, absent-mindedly opened the notebook and placed it on the quilt.
But the quilt cover was a bit slippery, and the notebook was not placed firmly, so it fell under the bed along the curve.
Bai Ling sighed and bent down to pick it up. It was dimly lit under the bed and the notebook was broken into pieces with the pages spread out flat. That should have been the second to last page, but it became the last one because the postman tore one of them today.
But Bai Ling remembered that it should be blank.
There were some words vaguely written on it.
He picked up the notebook and held it close to the bedside lamp to read it, but as his eyes slowly focused and he saw the note clearly, he froze.
That vigorous and gentle handwriting once appeared on his marriage registration form. Now, I can't help but appear here again.
[For the immortal species, time is useless, because if the immortal body cannot be used by the loved one, it is just a pile of rotten meat]
[But now, I have discovered its use——]
[Accompany you to slowly walk the unfinished road]
(In the lower right corner, there is a picture of Xiao Hu lying on a flower pot)
He writes love letters for others.
I wrote it to you too.
You should have thought of it earlier, because he is the only one in this world who would write his dedication as repayment, his protection as companionship, and his care as "because you love me too."
His eyelashes trembled slightly and he bit his lips tightly, but he couldn't stop the sourness rising from his throat and nose. The notebook slipped from his fingertips, his shoulders trembled and he lowered his head to cover his face, his whole body was red and shaking with collapse.
"madman."
Do this kind of crazy thing.
I can't forgive you.
At the same time, in the logistics vehicle, the postman's long legs were placed on the dashboard. Everyone knew that Commander Bai had the habit of writing a military diary before going to bed, and he was no exception.
Now, he is waiting for news.
The terminal vibrated, and the postman also vibrated. He put down his legs and picked it up to read it. In an instant, he showed a gentle smile:
[Mr. Postman, love letters are not valid because you have to deliver them in person]
[(PS: Old bastard... come over here and sleep with me!!)]
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