995: The People Who Protect The Country

The People Who Protect The Country

"I only drank two mouthfuls of water for the past six days. I didn't have the chance to be obsessed even if I wanted to." K7 tugged the corners of his dried lips and gritted his teeth as he said, "Did you bring needles and threads? There might be many places that need stitching. Sacra was afraid that I would die so he removed all the shell fragments in my body but damn it! He didn't stitch up my wounds!"1

T6, who was on guard, cursed before smiling and replying, "Don't be too greedy. In ST, you are definitely the captive who received the best treatment."

The group of eight people moved forward slowly with the help of the hints and retreated to the safe zone.

"Which country did the mercenary who contacted us come from? No wonder the military was so certain that K7 was inside the ST base. We have a spy inside."

"I don't know which country he is from but in this kind of base that is no different from a horror factory, it's better to have our own people. That way, if something big happens, our country will get wind of it immediately."

The dry and sharp cold wind blew past the boundless desert. The sand flew into the air and the footsteps left behind by the group of people got covered up. The shadows that were moving towards the darkness didn't pause at all. They carried the comrade they saved and stepped on their path back to their country.

The sunlight at the end of the horizon appeared again and lit up this piece of land that had been at war for more than ten years. No one knew how many people's blood and tears were soaked in the golden sand. Bleak and desolate loneliness could be felt everywhere.

Even though the sky had lit up, the land still seemed desolate.

Ye Jian slept for two hours and opened her bloodshot eyes. She stood on the sandhill and watched this piece of land quietly as it welcomed a new day. She opened her palm and allowed the morning breeze to blow past her fingers. Grains of sand could be felt floating along with the wind. Then, she slowly clasped her hand.

"What are you thinking about?" Xia Jinyuan's voice sounded behind her. He stepped on the sand with his military boots. A faint sound was produced.

"Nothing. I just feel that the sunrise here is beautiful. Unfortunately, this piece of land is always filled with danger, uncertain danger, the kind of danger that makes its civilians afraid." Ye Jian didn't turn around. She kept facing the sunrise. She was wearing a white shirt and black pants. People wouldn't think that this was a lady when they saw this gender-neutral attire.

Xia Jinyuan stood beside her. After a short two-hour nap, his eyes were bloodshot too. He smiled and said, "Internal war is the biggest problem. We protect our land and our civilians so that they can enjoy the beauty of the sunrise quietly. They can enjoy a life without gunfire and war. This is the reason for our perseverance."

"There will be a day where this piece of land will be peaceful again. There will be people protecting it and keeping its civilians away from fear and war… There will be a day when this happens."

Ye Jian raised her head and looked at the man whose chin appeared firm too. She smiled and replied, "Captain Xia, did you enter the military because of this?"

"I'm the same as you. I came for a goal." Xia Jinyuan raised her eyebrows and looked at the lady who was bathing in the sunlight. The gentle morning rays made her black eyes seem as bright as the stars. It also revealed the fearless perseverance in the depth of her eyes.

His gaze darkened a little and he opened his arms. He gave a gentle smile and said, "Come, let's hug for a moment."

"Hug yourself. I'll take a look at K7." Ye Jian wasn't so bold. She didn't want to hug Xia Jinyuan when G3 and the comrades were still around. Thus, when Xia Jinyuan smiled and moved over with wide arms, she turned around nimbly and escaped as far as possible.

K7's wounds had all been treated. There were 13 wounds on his body. The most serious one was the 20 cm wound on his back all the way down from his shoulder blade. The wound had become inflamed and swollen.

At 4 am, they entered the Mirwais Hospital, a hospital that was built with the help of the Chinese government in the 70s.

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