1798: This Is A Real Soldier

This Is A Real Soldier

The wind on the cliff was blowing so loudly that Ye Jian, who was crawling, didn't hear the conversation in the truck. She moved slowly. Everyone's attention was on her. Only the searchlights of the truck were shining on her. Every time she crawled, the sound of the truck shaking made everyone tense up.1

"Slow down and focus on spreading out your weight. You have to stay steady." The soldiers occasionally reminded her. They were naturally afraid that the compartment would be unbalanced. If something happened, everyone would fall off the cliff.

Ye Jian nodded lightly. She took a deep breath and moved toward the edge of the truck.

The wheels of the compartment creaked. Even though the sound was extremely soft, it was extremely clear to the ears. Listening to such a sound made one's heart skip several beats.

"I don't dare to look anymore," Liu Yuan said in a trembling voice as she raised her hand to cover her eyes. Then, she turned her back to the truck and even covered her ears, afraid that she would hear something bad.

Wei Jiayue stood there for a while longer. She looked at the female soldier who was many times stronger than her. The female soldier had made all the male soldiers present worried about her. She pursed her lips and turned around silently.

"She's already moved to the side. Half of her head is stuck out into the compartment." As she spoke softly, she heard Liu Yuan take a deep breath. She was shocked by the female soldier's courage.

This was the first time they saw a female soldier who was not afraid to sacrifice themselves.

The cold stars dotted the sky, and the north wind blew. The mountain ranges that had stood for countless years blew wind over, as if tens of thousands of troops had crossed the border. When the wind blew, the soldiers' hearts trembled.

The members of the Xueyu unit were used to the snow-capped mountains. Every year, they would undergo military training. On the first day, they would leave at dawn and walk until the next day. They would only rest for a while before setting off again.

This time, the patrol vehicle even sent them to the Kudi Military Depot. When the military depot knew that they were there to rescue the troupe, they were so happy that they immediately got another truck. After waiting for three hours, they finally got a truck. They jumped onto the truck and didn't need a guide. Xia Jinyuan personally drove them to Mazar Daban.

"Only Q King dares to drive at this speed. Only we dare to sit here!" Han Zheng, who was bouncing as though he was sitting on a spring, shook his head and said. He maintained a mysterious smile while communicating with his comrades.

G3 looked at him a few times. Every time he wanted to ask him what he was smiling about, he would look smug. However, every time he saw Z7's expression, he would wait for them to ask him. He patiently endured it.

The inexplicable smile on Z7's face was because Q King knew the names of the people in the cultural troupe. In that case, the reason why he was laughing was because of this list.

Could it be that there was a female soldier that he liked in the art troupe? Was that why he was laughing the entire time?

This was a possibility!

As such, G3 decided not to ask anymore. He was the only one in the truck who was in a relationship and planning to get married next year. The rest were all bachelors. Q King would not choose anyone who was married or those who had a partner. He originally did not want to pick any of them, but because their driving skills were not bad, he chose them.

Han Zheng held his laughter and hummed a song. The more G3 looked at him, the more he felt like he was going to see the woman he loved.

G3 nudged V8's shoulder and lifted his chin toward Han Zheng. He said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that there are people he knows in the art troupe. He hasn't stopped smiling."

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