The young soldier glared at Lin Wanjun fiercely.
"Now that the chief is here, let's confront him face to face. I wonder how you can try to establish any connection with him!"
As he spoke, a pair of big feet appeared in front of Lin Wanjun. She slowly looked up and soon her eyes met with the "chief".
The next moment, the majestic leader was no longer majestic at all.
"Junjun? Why is it you?"
Song Mingcheng was originally wearing a coat and holding a belt in his hand. The moment he saw Lin Wanjun, he was so shocked that he dropped the belt on the ground and even his coat slipped off his shoulders.
At the same time, the battalion commander finally remembered Lin Wanjun's identity.
"You... aren't you Song Zhanjin's wife?"
Song Mingcheng's son is called Song Zhanjin, and Song Zhanjin's wife is the woman in front of him. So the question is, what is the relationship between this woman and Song Mingcheng?
The young soldier was confused at first, then shocked, and finally wanted to stab himself to death with a knife.
Damn it, what’s the difference between this and seeking death?
"What are you still standing there for? Untie me now!"
The battalion commander shouted loudly, and several soldiers hurried to untie Lin Wanjun.
Lin Wanjun's wrists were broken from being strangled. She spat out the cloth from her mouth and felt sore and painful in her mouth and even her entire face.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
The young soldier who was trying to catch Lin Wanjun was panicked.
He really thought this was a female spy. He... he really didn't mean it.
The battalion commander looked at the scars on Lin Wanjun's wrists caused by the rope, then looked at Song Mingcheng's expression, and raised his foot to kick the young soldier who had caused the trouble.
"Why don't you check their identities before kidnapping them? That's...getting into trouble!"
Lin Wanjun stepped forward and protected the little soldier behind her.
"He didn't do anything wrong, you can't hit him."
Lin Wanjun said sternly, "In his eyes, I am a suspicious person with an unknown identity. In order to prevent my fellow comrades from being endangered, it is right to control me."
"It's not wrong for him to silence me to prevent me from leaking information to others. He did the right thing. If there's any mistake, it's mine."
After saying that, Lin Wanjun looked at Song Mingcheng.
"Dad, you can't punish this young comrade for this, or I'll feel bad."
Song Mingcheng looked at his daughter-in-law with his hands behind his back. Seeing that she not only did not hold a grudge, but instead spoke well of the young soldier and pleaded for him, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
"Who said we were going to punish him?"
He smiled and patted the young soldier on the shoulder, saying, "You did a great job, Third Battalion Commander..."
The officer called the Third Battalion Commander took a few steps forward and shouted, "Here!"
Song Mingcheng said, "Is this soldier from your battalion? Give him a commendation from the regimental headquarters and let the whole regiment know about his praise!"
The young soldier was shocked at first, then looked at his battalion commander with joy.
The third battalion commander smiled and kicked the young soldier on the leg.
"What are you still standing there for?"
The young soldier reacted, saluted Song Mingcheng, and bowed to Lin Wanjun.
"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."
Lin Wanjun smiled and waved her hand to indicate that it was okay.
It was a false alarm, and the soldiers who had already made defensive preparations also returned to their positions.
"Come with me!"
Song Mingcheng looked at his daughter-in-law's miserable and pitiful appearance and sighed in his heart, but he couldn't bear to scold her anymore, so he led her into his office and dormitory.
"Wash your face first and tidy up your appearance."
He asked the guard to get a basin of water for Lin Wanjun, and Song Mingcheng closed the door when he left, giving Lin Wanjun enough time to tidy up.
Ten minutes later, Lin Wanjun, who had finished washing up, opened the door and walked out, only to see Song Mingcheng's guards standing at attention and saluting.
"The commander asked me to wait for you to come out so I can take you there."
Lin Wanjun smiled.
"Okay, thank you for your help."
The conditions in the field hospital were already very poor, but it was here that Lin Wanjun realized how bad they really were.
The frontline command post was less than a kilometer away from the frontline positions. Everywhere there were craters left by shells, trees burned by fire, and rocks shattered by explosions...
Amidst the devastation, a simple house, hidden by grass and camouflage cloth, looked somewhat shabby, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.
Lin Wanjun was brought into the house.
This is the command post, a place where Song Mingcheng wishes to stay for 24 hours.
If the soldiers' battlefield is a series of high ground, then Song Mingcheng's battlefield is this command post of more than ten square meters, the sand table in front of him, and the small red flags.
"dad."
Lin Wanjun looked at Song Mingcheng standing in front of the sand table and called out "Dad".
Song Mingcheng came back to his senses, turned around and smiled at her, motioning Lin Wanjun to sit on the chair.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
Lin Wanjun shook her head.
Song Mingcheng placed the aluminum lunch box on the table in front of Lin Wanjun, opened the lid, and inside were two steamed buns, a boiled egg, and a sweet potato.
Song Mingcheng personally peeled the egg for Lin Wanjun, urged her to take it and eat it, broke off half a steamed bun for her, and asked the guard to pour her a glass of water.
Lin Wanjun was really hungry. She didn't refuse and wolfed down the eggs and steamed buns. Finally, she drank all the water in the cup and burped with satisfaction.
"Are you full?"
Looking at his daughter-in-law's disheveled appearance, Song Mingcheng sighed slightly in his heart.
"I'm full!"
Lin Wanjun smiled and replied, "Dad, I came here..."
"Now that you're full, let's go now. I'll have someone take you back to the field hospital."
Song Mingcheng ruthlessly interrupted Lin Wanjun and said, "This is not the place for you. Your unauthorized actions this time have already violated discipline."
The guard was already standing at the door, having obviously received orders in advance to escort Lin Wanjun down the mountain.
But Lin Wanjun didn't move.
"Dad, where's Zhan Jin? Is he on a dangerous mission?"
Song Mingcheng frowned slightly and his voice became much sterner.
"Why are you asking about this? You're a military dependent, don't you know how to maintain confidentiality? Get back here right now!"
The guard standing by was frightened when he saw the leader getting angry.
He walked forward and tugged at Lin Wanjun's sleeve, whispering, "Comrade Xiaolin, the leader has a meeting soon, you should..."
"I'm not leaving! I'm not going anywhere! Yes, I know I violated the rules, and I'm willing to accept the punishment."
Lin Wanjun broke free from the guard's hand and looked into Song Mingcheng's eyes.
"You can lock me up or punish me in any way you want. I just want to wait for Song Zhanjin to come back. As long as he returns safely, I will leave immediately."
After choking, Lin Wanjun's eyes became slightly moist.
"If he's really injured, at least I can save him immediately. I just want him alive. You guys must want him alive too, right?"
Looking at the tears in Lin Wanjun's eyes, Song Mingcheng's heart softened.
But he knew he couldn't let go.
Violation of discipline is just an excuse. The real reason why Lin Wanjun left is that the command post is now the most dangerous place.
This was a tactic of "openly repairing the plank road while secretly attacking Chencang". He used himself and the command post as bait to attract the enemy's attention, thus creating an opportunity for Song Zhanjin to act.
He is not afraid of death, but he cannot let Lin Wanjun die in vain.
Just as he was about to use force to escort Lin Wanjun to the car, the ground suddenly shook violently...
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