The Dragon Sword is located in the northwest of China, about 30 kilometers away from the nearest border city of Kashgar on the east side. On the west side is the intersection of Afghanistan, Pakistan and China, and the famous Wakhan Corridor. This is also the most frequent way for X-supremites and X-supremites to sneak into China from Afghanistan.

Located on the plateau and the surrounding mountains make the environment here quite complex and also gives the ill-hearted scum to survive.

The number of Dragon Sword is not large, and the entire brigade is equivalent to the force of a battalion of an ordinary army. It is divided into three squadrons, each squadron is about 120 to 150 people. Compared with the ordinary army, they divide the forces into "squads, squadrons, brigades".

The scale of the Dragon Sword's resident is based on satellites, which is the size of a regiment-level resident, but it bears the heavy responsibility of counter-terrorism in the entire Northwest region and is a well-deserved guard of the Chinese gateway.

On the morning of the third day after Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He swept the toilet for another two days, in the training ground, wearing training uniforms, he stood in front of more than a hundred burly men with naked hands, huh haha, fighting fists. Zhao Yongqi had no expression on his face, like an exquisite sculpture, and he could not even notice the movement of his breathing.

"Captain of the Second Squadron, the medical team has arrived. The captain of the brigade asked you to go and greet him." A messenger ran to Zhao Yongqi and said quickly after saluting.

After nodding slightly to show that he understood, Zhao Yongqi's eyes fell on the soldiers who ignored him and did not even turn their eyes. A look of satisfaction seemed to appear in the starry eyes, and his closed lips opened and he said loudly: "Stop! Rest for ten minutes. Cheng He, come with me."

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On the green-shaded avenue connecting the camp gate, three heavy trucks are the size of desert-colored painted, and the carriages are parked in place. A group of young men and women in military uniforms but without any military temperament are scattered in front of the car, discussing the station in groups in groups.

"Sister Liying, it's not as difficult as you think." Li Zhien, the petite and lovely nurse, glanced around with her beautiful big eyes, then jumped in front of Zhao Liying, a young military doctor in a white coat.

"Well, I heard that the garrison here is different from other places, but I don't know exactly what happened." Zhao Liying smiled and replied to the cute girl, and said to another beauty beside her who was yawning in a charming manner and looking lazy and lazy: "Sister Mumu, you have served in the front-line troops before. Do you know the garrison here?"

"Me?" Yang Mu was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the head covered with long flowing hair without any image, and said with a smile: "We have millions of troops in China. How could I know that this bird will not shit out?"

"Yes, hehe..." Maybe I felt that my problem was too strange. Zhao Liying, who had a master's degree in field field ambulance and a doctorate in first aid surgery, covered her mouth and giggled.

"Here, here!" Lee Kwang-soo, a military officer in the thoracic surgery department who had been looking towards the direction of the resident building, was the first to discover two figures strode towards him with his tall figure.

At this moment, Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He had already put on their black combat uniforms and were walking forward and behind. Within two minutes, they stood in front of the dozen so-called medical team members in front of them.

Zhao Yongqi, who was standing behind his back with his hands and his legs slightly apart, glanced coldly at the men and women who were looking at him with curious expressions, without the enthusiasm they imagined.

Faced with Zhao Yongqi's indifference, a group of men and women gradually became quiet, and the scene seemed a little awkward.

"Ah, welcome, I am Cheng He, the deputy captain of the Second Squadron." Seeing that his boss's problem had come again, Cheng He could only take a step forward and smiled and smooth things out.

Perhaps it was because of Cheng He's smoothing scene that the atmosphere finally became a little more harmonious. Yang Mu was the first to come out and stretched out his white and tender little hand to Zhao Yongqi: "Hello, are you the captain of the second squadron? I am the leader of the medical team, and my name is Yang Mu."

He did not touch the white and tender little hand, and even his eyes were just on Yang Mu's body for a moment. Zhao Yongqi shouted coldly: "From today, the Second Squadron will be responsible for your safety. If you have any questions, go to Cheng He. The military control area cannot break freely. If there is a combat mission, we will notify you separately. The above!"

Snake, touched his heels and saluted everyone. Zhao Yongqi turned around and strode away, leaving behind a group of stunned men and women, and Cheng He with a cold sweat on his forehead, looking embarrassed.

"So handsome, cool, and so masculine." Li Ji-eun, holding his hands in front of his chest, his eyes full of little stars, looked at Zhao Yongqi's figure moving further and further away.

"Tsk, what's cool about it!" Lee Kwang-soo rolled his eyes, "What's your brain?"

"Giraffe, if you have the ability, please say it again!" Lee Ji-eun's beautiful eyes stared fiercely at his companion, causing the latter to shrink his head.

Not caring about the chattering discussions between the young men and women, Cheng He smiled at Yang Mu awkwardly and said, "This, our boss feels a little cold. Don't mind, don't mind, he treats everyone like that."

"It's okay." Yang Mu nodded with a smile, then said, "Deputy Captain, may I ask about our accommodation..."

"Oh, everyone get in the car first, drive these cars to the parking lot, there are still many roads to walk there." Cheng He is very suitable for socializing, and his smile on his face also made the newcomer finally feel a little warmth.

During the busy half day, a group of medical team members, with the help of Cheng He, settled down the salute and dormitory, visited the not-so-large military camp, and finally had a preliminary understanding of the place.

After lunch, the training playground became the place for women in the medical team to stay the most. Because there was a cold handsome guy here and a large group of half-naked men with muscles on their bodies...

...

Under the beige light, the white and tender little hands holding the fountain pen continued to write.

“This is the first time I’ve seen him and his brothers.

Indifference is like looking at us like looking at weeds. Or, it is simply a kind of discomfort, like seeing a bunch of pathogens.

At that time, I didn't know why there was such indifference in his eyes as if he was troublesome. At that time, I even felt that this was an insult.

However, I soon knew that in his eyes, we were not even considered pathogens, just a group of people who could walk, cause trouble, and made him extremely reluctant to contact…”



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