1004: C1004 Reuniting Through Iron and Blood

C1004 Reuniting Through Iron and Blood

At night, Gong Lingye and Soong Yiren were leaning against the headboard. One was reading a computer while the other was reading documents.

Gong Moxuan's search had now been transferred to the human face recognition and gene bank.

Gong Lingye's information network covered the entire world. As long as Gong Moxuan went to places like hospitals, as long as there was any blood related treatment registration, or if he did not change his appearance, as long as he appeared under any surveillance camera, he would be notified immediately.

Of course, Gong Lingye and Soong Yiren automatically acquiesced to a possibility that they did not want to accept, which was that Gong Moxuan might not be there at that time. He was swept into the largest branch and had already entered the sea before they started searching.

However, people were creatures who were willing to have hope. Therefore, they would not give up.

The next day, Gong Moyi was finally sent to the army by Gong Moxiu.

She went to the airborne brigade where Xiyan Cheng was. She had heard that Xiyan Cheng's team had been out on a mission for more than a month and had yet to return.

The counselor brought Gong Moyi to the allocated dormitory. There were not many female soldiers here, so she was assigned a single room.

The room was very simple. There was a room and a living room. The living room outside was very small and there was no kitchen. There was a bed, a writing desk, and a closet in the bedroom.

The bathroom was connected to the bedroom. Although it wasn't big, it was clean and tidy.

Gong Moyi put down her luggage and walked out of the room. She looked around.

This was her future home for this year. She felt that it was strange and novel.

There was nothing special that day. She finished all the formalities and only waited for the instructor to officially bring her into the team tomorrow.

That evening, Gong Moyi stood on the long corridor of the dormitory and looked at the square outside.

It was early in the winter in Imperial City. At this moment, the square was completely illuminated by the lights.

There were also many soldiers in line training. Their steps were neat and their bodies were full of iron and blood.

Gong Moyi thought of Xiyan Cheng. After she passed the test that day, she had sent him a message, but there was no reply.

She took a deep breath and prayed that he would return safely.

The next morning, Gong Moyi woke up and went out to exercise as usual.

Although she had to report to the team today, because the counselor had something to do in the morning, she had an appointment with her at two in the afternoon.

In the morning, she had been in the dormitory looking at the information Gong Moxiu had found for her. She had almost forgotten the time.

At noon, she went to the canteen for lunch. Because she was an unfamiliar face and her appearance was too eye-catching, she attracted a lot of people's attention.

A young soldier smiled at her. His face was dark, but he revealed a neat and clean set of white teeth. His smile was simple and honest.

Gong Moyi instantly fell in love with this place.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the counselor brought her to the team on time.

Gong Moyi wore a camouflage outfit. Even though her clothes were loose, it was still difficult to cover her figure.

Her hair was tied up by her and stuffed into her cap. Under the contrast of the military cap, her small face looked even more charming and lively, but there was no lack of heroic spirit.

When she walked to the venue belonging to the airborne brigade, many people looked over.

She walked past with her head held high and her chest puffed out, looking calm and composed.

In front of her was the captain of their regiment, the rank of a senior colonel.

The instructor was just about to report to the captain when... At this moment, there was movement from the other side.0

It was the sound of military boots neatly walking on the ground. Judging from the vibration of the sound, there should be no less than 30 people.

Gong Moyi turned her eyes with a gentle voice.

She saw more than 30 men wearing camouflage and military boots walking towards them in the snow on the other side.

The one in the lead was tall and straight, with a cold face. His body exuded a mature, restrained, and unyielding temperament.

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