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Chapter 1180

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Back in the dormitory, Jiang Qing, Wei Jiang, and the other commanders of the Hua Xia military gathered around Xiao Zheng. All of them looked worried.

Yes.

They were worried about Xiao Zheng.

No one objected to what Xiao Zheng said in front of the media. It was even more impossible for him to do his duty.

In fact, all the soldiers in the base were of one mind with Xiao Zheng. Because when they were smeared and slandered, it was Xiao Zheng who stood up. It was Xiao Zheng who charged forward and spoke for them.

However, Jiang Qing and Wei Jiang had considered a deeper problem.

Did Xiao Zheng's words only cause a global sensation?

Far more than that!

Hua Xia would be under pressure from all sides because of this!

And once the pressure was too great, so great that Hua Xia was unwilling to bear it, Xiao Zheng would become a scapegoat. He would be pushed out and regarded as an abandoned pawn!

This was what Jiang Qing and Wei Jiang did not want to happen the most. It was also what they were most worried about!

What Xiao Zheng did today was very likely to violate the bottom line of Hua Xia's higher-ups!

"Bear with it. Actually, it's all in the past now, "Wei Jiang said helplessly. "Why do you have to be so quick?"

Wei Jiang admired Xiao Zheng's behavior and respected his character.

But since it had already happened, what was the use of saying a few words in front of the media? It was just adding fuel to the fire.

This time, Jiang Qing did not agree with Wei Jiang. He asked, "If you were questioned by that group of reporters. What would you do? Be a coward? Not respond to anything? "

After saying that, Jiang Qing turned his head and looked at Xiao Zheng, who was sitting on the bed. "I support you."

"Support?" Wei Jiang was anxious. "How? What's the use of support? "

"Jiang Qing, you have to understand something!" Wei Jiang raised his voice. "If Xiao Zheng doesn't say anything, these problems must be shouldered by the country! But now, the country has a choice. Once the higher-ups are unwilling to shoulder it. They will push Xiao Zheng out! "

Even the country was unwilling to bear the burden — let an individual carry it.

How terrifying would the pressure be?

Jiang Qing was also stunned.

"Don't worry." Xiao Zheng waved his hand, interrupting their debate. "Go and inform the soldiers to pack up as soon as possible. We're leaving for home tomorrow. "

"Huh?" Jiang Qing was surprised. "So urgent? What about the soldiers in the hospital? "

She had even asked General Qi for instructions yesterday. He wanted to buy as much time as possible and wait for all the soldiers to return home.

Wei Jiang snorted and said unhappily, "It must be because General Hill is unwilling to bear the responsibility!"

When Jiang Qing heard this, his heart suddenly trembled.

Even General Hill felt the pressure. Sending the Hua Xia Army back to their country?

One had to know that the Hua Xia Army was a VIP and was the main force of this anti-terrorist operation. The authorities were not even willing to give him more time to recuperate and wanted to send him back to his country.

One could imagine how much shock Xiao Zheng's words caused!

Jiang Qing and Wei Jiang wanted to say more, but they were chased out by Xiao Zheng.

He knew that Jiang Qing wanted to comfort him, but it was not necessary.

Xiao Zheng dared to say it, so he was willing to bear all the responsibility.

Concerns?

Fear?

Perhaps in many people's eyes, the three years in the business world had worn away Xiao Zheng's edges. It made him look more and more like an old fox. He had calculated everything.

But in fact, he was still the hot-tempered young man from back then.

He quit school angrily because he did not want the old dean to work too hard. He was bullied and beaten up by the second generation of the Red Army because his comrades were bullied. And one of his legs was broken in front of everyone.

Every time he was developing in a good direction and was about to reach the peak step by step. Because of one reason or another, he would suddenly stop. He would be beaten back to his original state.

This was the real Xiao Zheng.

This was the fearless Xiao Zheng who dared to take responsibility for his actions!

Wealth?

Power?

Or — the so-called honor?

He did not care about any of them!

As long as he could help the soldiers vent their anger, so what if he was struck by lightning?

He was a soldier!

He had to have the demeanor of a soldier!

Would a soldier be timid and afraid?

Would a soldier be afraid of anything?

A soldier would use their blood to dye the flag red!

Throughout the night, Xiao Zheng lay in bed to rest.

But his mind was not confused, but very clear.

Life was a hundred years long, and nothing was important except death.

A man who wasn't even afraid of death, what was there to be afraid of and on tenterhooks about?

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door. Jiang Qing walked into the room with dinner.

"Eat something," Jiang Qing sat on the bed and said. "You haven't eaten anything since you came back. There's a long flight tomorrow. "

Hearing this, Xiao Zheng turned over and sat up. He did not refuse. He took the dinner from Jiang Qing and began to eat. As he ate, he asked, "Are the soldiers ready?"

"Yes," Jiang Qing nodded. "We'll leave at nine tomorrow morning."

"How are the soldiers?" Xiao Zheng asked with concern. "Nothing serious happened, right?"

Jiang Qing glanced at Xiao Zheng and said in a low voice, "The soldiers are very concerned about you. They wanted to see you, but Wei Jiang stopped them. "

"Why did he stop them?" Xiao Zheng said with a straight face. "The soldiers worship me, admire me, and want to see me. That's a good thing! Why did Wei Jiang do that? He's jealous! "

Jiang Qing was slightly surprised to see that Xiao Zheng could still joke. She felt a lot more relieved. She pursed her lips and said, "What are you going to do after you return to China?"

"Leave it to fate." Xiao Zheng smiled and finished the last mouthful of rice.

Leave it to fate?

Jiang Qing did not feel good. But she had nothing to say.

What else could she do besides leave it to fate?

But she could not bear it.

Since she knew Xiao Zheng, this young man whom she once looked down upon. But he always helped the Long Formation and served the country.

Countless times, he rushed to the front line and turned the tide with his own strength. What he did was worthy of the name of a hero. Under his seemingly unruly appearance, he had a fiery heart.

He was outstanding and righteous. But he was never complacent or proud of himself.

Every time something happened, he was always the first to rush to the front. But this time, he was in trouble, and Jiang Qing did not know how to help him.

He felt a strong sense of helplessness in his heart. Jiang Qing was extremely annoyed.

If he had known this, he would not have let Xiao Zheng go to the city in the morning. Even if he went, he should have accompanied him. He should not have let him say those words.

Sigh …

"I'm full. I'm going to sleep." Xiao Zheng patted the pillow and glanced at Jiang Qing. "Captain Jiang, shall we sleep together?"

Jiang Qing's face changed slightly. He slowly got up and said, "Good night."

After Jiang Qing left, Xiao Zheng lay flat on the bed and finally took out his mobile phone. He made a call with a heavy heart.

As soon as he made the call, the other side answered.

As if he had been waiting for him.

"Hello."

A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.

Magnetic, mysterious, but ruthless.

Xiao Zheng was willing to listen to this voice for a lifetime.

"Are you asleep?"

Xiao Zheng opened his mouth but did not say a word. Finally, it turned into a simple greeting. But it was full of emotion.

"No." The other side of the phone responded flatly.

"Then what are you doing?" Xiao Zheng tried to modify his mood and tone. His lips subconsciously curved into a warm smile.

"Thinking of you."

The voice on the other side of the phone did not stop. It answered calmly.

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