Chapter 171
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The light was glaring, and Lin Nuan couldn't see the man's face clearly. She could only vaguely see that his face was camouflaged, and his facial features were cold.
The man had short black hair, and he was wearing a sweaty army training T-shirt that clung tightly to his muscular chest and abdominal muscles. The hem of the T-shirt was tucked into his combat pants with a belt, and his combat boots were covered in a mixture of blood and mud.
"You're Lin Nuan?"
The man spoke in his mother tongue, his voice deep and thick. In a place where death was everywhere, he sounded reliable and authoritative.
Lin Nuan was surprised, but she nodded.
"I'm here to pick up your and Lu Xiangsi's child."
He raised the assault rifle with one hand, and his gloved hand tossed the combat uniform, bulletproof vest, and helmet to Lin Nuan's feet, asking her to put them on.
Although the battle was over, the number of armed men hadn't been counted yet. Who knew if one of them would suddenly jump out and take Lin Nuan's life?
Lin Nuan didn't move for a long time, and after a while, she said awkwardly, "My legs are weak, I can't stand up."
After surviving a disaster, Lin Nuan's body suddenly relaxed. Her muscles were sore, and she couldn't stop trembling.
Fu Huai 'an reached out and grabbed Lin Nuan's sweaty and trembling hand, pulling her up.
He thought Lin Nuan put her finger in the child's mouth because she was afraid the child would cry.
But when Lin Nuan took her finger out of the child's mouth, he realized that Lin Nuan had cut her finger and was feeding the child …
The child hadn't eaten for hours after leaving his mother, and even his cries were extremely weak. In a moment of desperation, Lin Nuan could only think of this method.
Fu Huai 'an still remembered the shock that scene brought to his heart …
Lin Nuan, who was covered in weeds, was still in shock, and her face was pale under the dirt. She wore a helmet that was too big for her, and she wore a combat uniform that reached her thighs. She wrapped the child in her arms and pressed him against her chest, but she handed the bulletproof vest back to Fu Huai 'an, her eyes full of trust. "Uncle from the People's Liberation Army, you need this more than I do …"
Fu Huai 'an was stunned for a moment, then took the bulletproof vest and put Lin Nuan and the child in her arms into it. He only said one sentence, "Follow behind me."
He was safely brought to the plaza. The government troops had already come to take over the place …
Lin Nuan heard from a special forces soldier named Qin Zhe that Lu Xiangsi wasn't dead yet. When they rushed to the Jiang family's factory, Lu Xiangsi was on her last breath. She begged their team leader to look for Lin Nuan and her child, and the reason their team leader was in Iraq was to save Lu Xiangsi.
After negotiating with the government troops, Fu Huai 'an asked for the child from Lin Nuan. He was about to take the helicopter arranged by the military to take the child to the hospital to see Lu Xiangsi when Lin Nuan suddenly grabbed the corner of Fu Huai' an's shirt.
"I can't talk to the people in the military. Can you help me ask if they know if the survivors of the T-324 flight have been sent to Tikrit, the capital of Salahuddin province for treatment?!"
Lin Nuan, who hadn't shed a single tear since she stepped into Iraqi territory, tugged at the corner of Fu Huai 'an's shirt, and somehow her eyes became wet.
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