Chapter 62
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At the front of the town street was a newly opened "Spring Sun Restaurant". A few girls wearing tank tops and miniskirts were greeting a few customers who had jumped out of a truck.
Ye Jian, who was passing by the roadside, walked quickly to Headmaster Chen's house with the groceries she had bought.
A bowl of red braised pork, a braised grass carp, a bowl of stir-fried bacon, a bowl of tomato soup, and a bowl of vegetables. Principal Chen and Uncle Gen chatted happily as they sipped on rice wine.
After the meal, the two of them were a little drunk.
Ye Chien packed up his things, carried his backpack, and walked towards the recruit camp with a flashlight.
The recruit assembly camp was about ten miles away from Headmaster Chen's home. When they passed by the Spring Sun Hotel, several motorcycles came from the front. Ye Jian, who was holding a flashlight, turned off the light subconsciously and saw the motorcycles stop at the entrance of the hotel after turning a corner.
The strong lights of the motorcycles did not go off immediately. They reflected a blinding light on the restaurant's glass door.
The night wind carried with it the pungent smell of diesel fuel and a faint smell of blood. Ye Chien wrinkled his nose and walked away quickly.
During the day, a few girls wearing tank tops came out to greet him. The people on the motorcycles all got off one by one.
"Get out of my way!" A man shouted angrily and blocked one of the girls. He got off the motorcycle himself. "Send the food to my room and ask Liao Youde to come over."
Ye Chien's footsteps paused for a moment. When he lifted his feet again, he walked faster and more steadily.
The smell of blood in the air had not faded. Ye Chien did not continue walking forward. Instead, he took a shortcut to the recruit camp.
When he passed by a village pond, he suddenly heard rapid breathing coming from under the embankment. Then there was the sound of splashing water, as if someone was climbing out of the pond.
The muddy smell mixed with the strong smell of blood made Ye Chien stop in his tracks. His body slowly crawled on the wet ground.
The sound of splashing water disappeared, and the breathing became more rapid...
Ye Jian pursed her lips even tighter. This person was injured. Was he a villager from the town? No, that was unlikely. If it was a villager, he could have called for help.
She, who was used to being cautious, did not move. It was as if she blended into the night. She even held her breath.
In the darkness, someone staggered as he stood up. Step by step, he walked towards the camp on the small mountain. The stench of blood became even heavier.
When Ye Chien saw the shadow, he jumped up from the ground without any hesitation. He stuffed his flashlight into his bag and ran towards the stumbling shadow.
"I'll help you over there. Come, lean your body weight on me! I can support you. "
Ye Chien rushed over and grabbed the man's right arm and placed it on his shoulder. He used his other hand to support the man's strong waist. "I know Commander Yang. Don't talk. Let's go back and treat your wounds."
After being in the army for so long, he was familiar with the aura emitted by the shadow. It was the aura of a soldier who was calm in the face of death.
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