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Chapter 162: A Bloody Hand

The command post, Liu Chuanming and others stood there, silent.

Their faces seemed to be covered with layers of sad clouds, and their eyebrows were locked together, as if they were encountering world problems.

In order to rescue, a soldier was buried alive in a tunnel, and there was no news. The soldiers dug for so long, but there was no trace.

As soldiers, they carried guns and fought countless times, but they didn't find it so difficult or helpless.

"It's been two days!"

"Is he still alive?"

In the command room, everyone present seemed to be pressing on Mount Tai on their chests. No one was in a good mood, and no one was willing to speak. They were waiting quietly, hoping to wait until good news came.

Tick, Tick...

The ruthless time passed by little, and the phone number waiting for the news in the command room did not ring, and no one came to inform the scene, and the surroundings were still silent.

The command room is like a pool of dead people, silent!

I don’t know how long it took, but the chief of staff, who was full of sorrow, sighed heavily, hesitated, and said, “Captain, 50 hours have passed, more than two days and two nights have passed. I haven’t discovered Chen Feng yet. I think, do we want to..."

Hearing the staff officer's words, Liu Chuanming opened his mouth and finally closed it. Then he didn't say a word, just stood there blankly.

"For 50 hours, Chen Feng has not eaten or drunk for such a long time, and has been injured, can he withstand it?"

"The trained special forces soldier does not eat, drink, or sleep. It may be fine for three days and three nights, but Chen Feng, a new recruit, has better physical strength and has almost consumed his body for such a long time. If he can persist, it depends on his willpower. Can he really persevere?"

Liu Chuanming's eyes were very complicated. He didn't reply just now because he hoped that the answer was yes and hoped that a miracle would happen.

The leader did not speak, and no one else present did not speak, but his eyes changed.

"It's been 50 hours. Although the golden rescue time is 72 hours, Chen Feng is still injured in such a harsh environment. How can he survive?"

Everyone can imagine any result, but no one is willing to face it.

The Chief of Staff was a very rational and calm person, and continued in a deep voice: "Captain, it has been so long now, and everyone has been dispatched in the regiment, but our military camp is in a sensitive area on the border. Now we have to leave a few sentry patrols, which has a great impact. Sometimes, we have to face reality."

"Chen Feng...he may have really sacrificed!"

The Chief of Staff was not loud, but the word "sacrifice" came out of his mouth, like a thunder blew up in everyone's ears. In an instant, everyone's hearts trembled suddenly, and a feeling of sadness immediately surged in his eyes.

Before, this word appeared in everyone's heart, but no one wanted to mention it because they were unwilling to face it.

"Sacrifice is too heavy!"

A soldier was buried alive. The key is that when the rescue was about to succeed, time waited for no one, and the sudden collapse ended the rescue, resulting in Chen Feng being buried again.

The key is that after Chen Feng was buried this time, he could not contact him, and he could not determine his location at all. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. At first, everyone dug up the security room where Chen Feng had just stayed, but it had collapsed severely, and there was no trace of Chen Feng after it was dug up.

Now that the entire tunnel collapses, can Chen Feng still be alive in that situation?

The chances are slim!

As soldiers, they are all fearless in life and death, but when they see their comrades disappearing in front of them, no matter how strong they are, they can't stand it.

After the Chief of Staff's voice stopped for a long time, Liu Chuanming spoke and said in a deep voice: "Dig for the last hour, for an hour, if there is no result, except for the Secret Service Company who stayed in place to continue digging, the other companies would take them back."

Speaking of this, he paused, took a deep breath, and then said: "In addition, we are going to ask the armed forces to inform the family, contact the superiors and award Chen Feng the title of Martyr Chen Feng and the second-class merit once."

After Liu Chuanming finished speaking, he sighed heavily and turned around and left the tent.

As the leader of the regiment, he has awarded military merits to many people, but he has never been so uncomfortable.

This is a military merit to the martyrs, something that Liu Chuanming never wanted to do in his life.

"Chen Feng can't save him after all..."

Soon, the command of the regiment commander was assigned to the major companies, and the excavation speed was faster and the intensity was greater. However, an hour passed quickly, but Chen Feng still couldn't find it.

Everyone was completely disappointed, and in desperation, they began to execute the second order and retreat.

Soon, at the collapse site, except for the special service company, other companies began to lead the teams to gather back.

There is no way, their identities are soldiers and they need to defend their country at all times. They cannot leave their posts for too long, especially their border posts.

Woo woo...

The cars of each company began to start slowly and were about to drive towards the camp. At this moment, a stone suddenly moved slightly in the ruins of the tunnel entrance that no one noticed.

The stone moved slightly at first, then two or three more...

Finally, the stone was pushed open a gap, and then a palm wrapped around strips slowly stretched out from the gap.

The hand dyed with blood was stretched out, but it stopped moving and stood in the air.

From a distance, the hand seemed to just stretch out to breathe oxygen, and stood there, letting the cool breeze blow the strip of blood and dust.

Huh!

The wind was howling, the cloth strip was blowing loudly, and the hand was standing upright.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

It was not until 5 seconds that the hand seemed to have absorbed enough oxygen, and the fingers moved slightly one by one. Then, the whole hand finally started to stagger. First, he clenched a little fist shape, and then retracted little by little.

Swish!

The hand stopped when it shrank to the exit of the stone gap. Then, his fingers bent little by little, then grabbed the outermost stone little by little, pushed it down, but just pushed it slightly, stopped, and then started pushing it down again...

In this way, the hand kept trying to push the stones hard, then pause and then push them down hard.

Bang!

The stone in the outermost gap suddenly rolled down under the slow push of the hand.

Then, the hand stopped again, as if after sucking enough oxygen, it began to push the stones on the side.

Bang, bang!
Chapter completed!
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