1793: Your Arrival

Your Arrival

After many years, Qin Xiu still remembered that scene very clearly. Several decades had passed, but every time he closed his eyes to recall that day and that night, it felt like it was only yesterday. No matter how many years had passed, that figure walking over with a light still vividly appeared in his mind.0

She came out with the light and was a ray of hope.

In the pitch-black surroundings, there was a huge and sinister-looking mountain range. The slender figure that carried a light was like a sword that broke out from the earth. The ancient sword that rushed straight into the night carried snow-white light, instantly splitting apart the darkness that surrounded them, letting everyone see the hope of survival.

It was a slender figure. One could tell at a glance that it belonged to a woman. She walked in front of all the soldiers on this rescue operation. Her figure was agile like a fox that had gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She entered everyone's eyes just like that.

"They're here, they're here! Reporter Qin, our brothers are here!" the veteran said to Qin Xiu, then waved his arms forcefully and shouted, "Hey, Brothers, over here. All of you, come over here! We're here!"

He turned on the searchlight that he could not bear to use. It would let the army who came to rescue them know their location.

The two female soldiers who were about to climb into the truck to check on the situation inside saw a few figures carrying lights. Their eyes were brimming with tears.

Ye Jian flashed the searchlight at them three times in a row, indicating that they had already seen them. Although she was following the previous footprints, she was very careful with every step she took. She was afraid that if the snow under her feet loosened, it would cause the entire pile to collapse again and slide toward the depths of the cliff.

The veteran said to Qin Xiu, "Reporter Qin, go and get them. I'll shovel the snow away."

The hard work would be left to him, who was used to the highlands. He could not let Reporter Qin from the news department suffer.

Qin Xiu signaled for the two female soldiers who were about to climb into the truck to stand aside for the time being. He then said to the driver, who was still sitting in the driver's seat and maintaining the weight of the front of the truck, "The rescue team is here. I'll receive them first."

The driver, who was conscious and in good condition, nodded calmly and said, "Don't worry, we can still hold on for the time being."

Although half of the truck was suspended in the air, it was not tilting downward. As long as the people in the truck sat there properly, there would not be any danger for the time being.

When he saw the rescue personnel coming over, Qin Xiu, who was relieved, quickly walked to the bottom of the snow slope and said to the figure that was preparing to walk down, "Walk slower. The snow below is a little loose. It's safer to step on the footprints."

Ye Jian raised her eyebrows when she heard such a familiar voice. She knew the owner of this voice well.

Reporter Qin from the news department?

When did Qin Xiu become a reporter? Wasn't he the youngest diplomat in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? Why did he become a reporter in the northwest of the bordering town?

As a soldier, Ye Jian keenly realized that Qin Xiu was using his identity as a reporter to hide his true identity. It must be for the sake of convenience.

Ye Jian used ten minutes to climb over the slope formed by snow. She took a step and jumped down lightly. At the same time, she grabbed Qin Xiu's arm firmly with one hand. When her feet were on the ground, she finally stopped feeling as though she was stepping on clouds. Even her heart felt more at ease.

"Thank you for your hard work." Qin Xiu grabbed Ye Jian's arm with his other hand. It was a female soldier who was bold enough to join the rescue mission. "The ice under your feet is a little slippery. Be careful."

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