The Ministry of National Defense didn't give them any new missions, so Group 7 stayed in their barracks and trained day after day. Even Xiong Linquan, who was full of adrenaline and sadism, started to feel bored.
Apart from being blinded by the slaughter in front of the battlefield, being shocked by the miserable deaths of their comrades, or drinking too much alcohol during the mobilization before the battle, no one would be willing to go to the front line that was full of death again. However, this kind of waiting was really tormenting the team members' nerves that were getting hardened day by day.
Therefore, when the Sunset Region welcomed a rare cloudy day, the brutal and bloody training in Group 7's barracks also welcomed a rare holiday.
Some of the members began to gather together to play cards and gamble, while others lay on the hammocks under the trees and listened to music. Major Lan Xiaolong, on the other hand, led Cong Xiang, Yan Bingyan and dozens of other men to roar and kill their way to the seaside beach that they had longed for for for a long time. They were prepared to use their burning gazes to kill those Cillin girls with bathing suit marks on their youthful bodies.
Forty minutes later, this group of people returned to the barracks dejectedly and began to look for leisure activities that they could reluctantly accept. The reason was simple: today was a rare cloudy day in the Sunset Region. The chilly wind was blowing by the seaside, and it was wet and cold to the bone. All the beautiful girls in swimsuits had probably stayed at home.
Lan Xiaolong nagged non-stop in his sarcastic tone. He walked angrily to Bai Yulan's side and lit a cigarette. He suddenly frowned and looked at Xu Le who was sitting on a bench at the entrance. He asked Bai Yulan, "Why did our boss become a statue again? Does he think that his small eyes are very charming? "
The team members called Xu Le many different names. Some called him 'Sir', most called him 'Boss'. Only Bai Yulan insisted on calling him 'Boss' or 'Little Boss', probably because he always remembered the ten million yuan bank card.
"Boss received a very strange congratulatory message, so he's having a headache," Bai Yulan said softly.
"Congratulatory message? That's a good thing. Commander Ship 163 sent it from the headquarters? Don't tell me it's from the Ministry of National Defense, "Lan Xiaolong said in surprise.
"None of them." Bai Yulan brushed the hair in front of her forehead and said softly, "Azure Dragon Mountain."
The cigarette trembled between Lan Xiaolong's lips. Fortunately, it did not fall to the ground and fall into the dust. He was shocked for a long time before he could speak. "What the f * ck does it have to do with the anti-government army? Could it be that Green Dragon Mountain thinks that just because our leader has some sort of relationship with that beautiful female guerilla fighter of theirs, we are their troops? Isn't this too f * cking ridiculous? "
Bai Yulan shrugged her shoulders and said, "It is indeed ridiculous."
"Where did all this nonsense come from?" Xu Le scratched his swollen eyebrows. With an annoyed expression, he stood up and said to Lan Xiaolong, "I must declare that this congratulatory message from the Azure Dragon Mountain's Central Committee is not for me personally, but for our … uh."
He looked down at the contents of the congratulatory message on his military cell phone and read, "A group of heroic heroes? Nutshell Seven. "
"After hearing this dramatic tone, I can finally confirm that this congratulatory message came from Green Dragon Mountain." Lan Xiaolong made a serious judgment.
"No matter how you look at it, it is still an honor." Xu Le handed the cell phone to Bai Yulan and said, "Since it is a congratulatory message for us Seven, read it to everyone."
"I am better at this kind of thing. Back in school, I was the main force of the drama club." Lan Xiaolong snatched the cell phone from Bai Yulan's hands and shrugged. "It is such a boring day. Reading some boring words can be considered a boring way to pass the time."
"Everyone gather!"
He chased away a few members who were playing cards and stood on the table. He shouted to the surrounding people, "Don't panic. This is not a drill, but we don't need you to go to war. We just have a weird congratulatory message to read to you."
The members in the camp all roared with laughter and then gathered around.
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Xu Le did not go over. He sat alone on the camp bench with a cigarette in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the rarely seen gray sky. He could not help but think of the never-changing sky of his hometown, Donglin.
Lan Xiaolong's extremely exaggerated recitation of the congratulatory message and the cheerful laughter of the members came from the other side. A smile appeared on his face, but then his thoughts drifted away.
He had been on the front line for a long time. He had received many concerned emails from the capital ring. Zou Yu, Jian Shui'er, Little Watermelon, Shang Qiu, Li Xiaotong … and that beautiful Miss Nan Xiangmei. Even the Wangdu Apartment Owners Committee had sent him a warm and enthusiastic letter. However, he had not received a single letter from Zhang Xiaomeng.
This could no longer make him feel disappointed or depressed. He just did not know why, but there was always a faint displeasure in his heart. It was rare to receive an email from her today, but it turned out to be a weird congratulatory message from the Central Committee of Green Dragon Mountain. Thinking of this, he could not help but smile bitterly.
His smile suddenly froze. He suddenly turned around and heard the voice on the other side. He stood up angrily and shouted, "Don't read my personal email!"
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"Xu Le, hello. This is the seventh letter I've written to you. In the previous letter, I mentioned that I was working at the S2 Peace and Reconstruction Foundation. Of course, don't misunderstand. This foundation has nothing to do with the one in Macklin. I studied education in university, and now I'm a teacher in a village near Green Dragon Mountain in the Oak State. I just want to share some of the happiness of being with those children in peace with you.
"I know that these letters can be sent to your mailbox, so please don't pretend that you didn't receive them. Although I know that your life on the front line may be very tense and busy, I think that if you set up an automatic return to your mailbox, I might be a little happier."
There were cheers and whistles in the barracks, mixed with whispers.
"There are still six months before I have to return to the capital. I don't know when you'll return to S1. I really hope that when the time comes, we'll have the opportunity to meet. I don't want to forever see your figure in the news channel's documentaries. Although your figure in the smoke of battle with Group 7 always makes me and many of my peers cry … but you're wearing sunglasses in those documentaries, so I can't see your eyes."
There were howls and whistles in the barracks, mixed with excited profanities.
"Finally, I want to say that I've never tried to so unreasonably and impolitely ask a member of the opposite sex to respond to me with just a few words. I'm really a little ashamed. However, just like the words I repeated at the end of the previous six letters, do you remember what I said to you in the garden of Wood Valley Manor? … I miss your Southern Prime Minister. "
"Don't panic, don't panic! There's also a blushing emoji at the end. "
The barracks suddenly exploded. Lan Xiaolong's excited laughter was still very clear in the midst of the clamor of his team members.
Xu Le, who could fight against a thousand soldiers, was helplessly blocked out by his team members today. He shouted angrily, but no one paid him any attention.
"F * ck, these guys weren't as fierce on the battlefield as they are today." Xu Le, who was once again pushed out by his team members, looked at his team members who were listening to his private letters with embarrassment, and angrily criticized them.
"That's because the Empire's people on the battlefield are definitely not as attractive to them as these letters."
Beside him, Bai Yulan patted his shoulder comfortingly. She suddenly thought of something and frowned. "Southern Prime Minister? Last time on Grey Peak, you said that you also liked her … She, is this girl? "
Xu Le paused for a moment and then explained, "Those were my last words. At that time, I thought that I was going to die. Of course, I hoped that after I died, she would feel better."
"The question is, do you like her or not?" Bai Yulan looked into his eyes and asked softly like an emotional columnist.
Xu Le lowered his eyes and remained silent. His biggest problem now was that he didn't know who to like.
"Pay attention! This letter is signed off by Zou Yu. Do you know who this is? The beloved daughter of our great Minister Zou Yingxing! "
Xu Le had already lost the energy to stop this farce. He stared fiercely at Lan Xiaolong, who was salivating at the table, and thought about which military discipline he should use to punish this person later. Fortunately, these unclassified letters did not involve his or other people's secrets. After thinking about it, he could only let his team members enjoy this rare carnival.
Zou Yu's letter was as simple and cold as the red-clothed mother's temperament. There weren't many words, but they hit the nail on the head. "If you're not dead, write back and let me know. If you're dead, don't tell me. Remember to die far away."
Lan Xiaolong and his team members were shocked. They thought that the Minister of Defense's daughter was indeed extraordinary. Even if it was a small grudge between lovers, she could express it so magnificently and viciously.
Xu Le was too lazy to pay attention to these people's deliberate misinterpretation. However, he suddenly thought of the next letter on his phone. His pupils shrank nervously. He was prepared to do whatever it took to prevent this from happening, but he found that it was already too late.
This was a video message. Lan Xiaolong turned on the external hologram of his phone. The next moment, all the team members in the barracks saw the image on the hologram and collectively took a deep breath.
It was an extremely beautiful pair of red lips, exaggeratedly occupying the entire hologram.
The owner of the red lips pulled away from the camera, revealing a perfect face that all the men in the Federation recognized. Jian Shui'er smiled like a flower, and her eyes cutely narrowed into two crescent moons. She crisply said, "Xu Le, this is to cheer you on. Come back soon."
The team members recognized this face. When they heard this sentence, the collective sound of deep breaths suddenly became incomparably loud. It was like a hollow hole in a nutshell engineering department, and the sound was like muffled thunder.
Everyone in Team 7 knew that there had been a sensational scandal between their boss and the nation's girl. However, seeing the naked evidence with their own eyes today, their feelings were naturally very different.
After the video message finished playing, after a deathly silence, everyone collectively turned around and nailed Xu Le to the ground with shocked, envious, and jealous gazes.
Xu Le stubbornly straightened his chest. Suddenly, he noticed two sneaky figures on the periphery of the crowd. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he coldly said, "Cut this, or don't blame me for being rude."
The production duo from the Venus Documentary Studio had lived and fought with Team 7 for a long time. The team members had long been accustomed to each other's existence. The reporter and host, who was rumored to win countless awards for the documentary "Team 7," keenly discovered such a great material today. How could he let it go so easily? He had been secretly filming in the dark. Unexpectedly … in the end, it was still discovered by Xu Le.
The production crew knew Xu Le's personality very well, so they very sadly and helplessly pulled out the data strip.
At this moment, the electronic monitoring equipment that Gu Xifeng had set up around the camp suddenly began to emit a sharp sound. The ground began to tremble, and strange echoes appeared in the air. The team members who reacted quickly immediately ran to the armory.
"It can't be the Empire. They're attacking," Xu Le said with a frown.
"Yes." Bai Yulan put her right hand into her pocket and held the delicate bayonet handle.
"Then what happened?" Xu Le's eyes narrowed again.
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