Nearly two hours have passed since Zhao Yongqi left with two teams. The night on the plateau is a little cold. Zhao Liying, standing in the cold wind, looked at the empty dark wasteland, not knowing what she was thinking.

Her proposal was naturally denied by Li Chen, and the entire convoy stayed on the wasteland more than ten kilometers away from the battlefield. From then on, she found that Li Chen had been standing on the infantry fighting chariots and always looked at the direction of the battlefield.

It is obvious that not only Li Chen, but also the soldiers in charge of the guards, most of them will look in the same direction, and they can clearly see their concerns about their comrades going to war.

Suddenly, a slight sound like muffled thunder came from a distance, just like the feeling of thundering in the extreme distance. But soon, in the extreme of the visual range, you can see red light flashing.

"Yes, is it a fight?" Li Kwang-soo and others ran out of the field ambulance, stood beside Zhao Liying, and looked at the increasingly obvious red light in the distance.

Zhao Liying nodded slightly, looked at the red light silently, and seemed to begin to understand why the soldiers in the entire squadron were a little indifferent to them.

...

Twenty minutes later, the main battlefield.

"Cheng He, you can take people to clean up the battlefield." Zhao Yongqi, who stood up from the blocking position with a gun, pointed at the Mike beside his mouth. After receiving a positive answer, he jumped off the rock first.

In front of him, hundreds of corpses were lying in the battlefield where the fire was still burning. Some of them were covered with their heads, some were wearing desert-colored military uniforms, and various guns were scattered around the corpses.

The Dragon Sword Warriors who came up from all around, walked carefully among the pile of corpses. The occasional gunfire sounded was that they were re-striking guns against any enemy who might still be alive.

When Zhao Yongqi was adjusting the assault rifle in his hand, a faint roar of the engine suddenly came from behind him. He turned his head and frowned slightly. He raised his hand to adjust his individual headset and said in a deep voice: "Li Chen, why did he disobey the military order?"

"Captain of the Squadron, it's not that I want to disobey the military order, it's that the captain called to ask the medical team to go to the battlefield after you end the battle." Li Chen's helpless voice came from the headset.

The sword brows frowned a little more tightly, but Zhao Yongqi did not continue to blame him, but just turned his attention to the closer and closer convoy.

A few minutes later, the convoy stopped at the edge of the battlefield and rushed out of the infantry fighting vehicle, surrounding the field ambulance. Then, Zhao Liying and others got off the field ambulance and walked towards the battlefield under the protection of the soldiers.

"This...wow..." As soon as he approached, he took a look, Lee Kwang-soo rushed to the side with his mouth covering his mouth. The smoke of gunpowder, the pungent smell of blood, and the corpse full of eyes made this man who, although he had the rank of lieutenant, had never seen a real battlefield, couldn't help but feel nauseous in his abdomen and vomited.

Zhao Liying's beautiful little face turned pale at this moment, but she still forced herself to approach Zhao Yongqi. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhao Yongqi reaching out and grabbing the white coat on her body.

Hiss!

As everyone was stunned, they tore the white coat in half. Then, regardless of Zhao Liying's resistance, they hugged her small body and tore off the woman who was completely stunned in just a few seconds.

"You..." Zhao Liying's beautiful eyes were full of shock, and even Li Guangzhu, who was vomiting behind her, stopped and looked at Zhao Yongqi with an incredible look in front of everyone to prepare for "inappropriateness".

"At the battlefield at night, wearing white clothes, are you going to die?" A loud shout came from Zhao Yongqi's mouth, and his cold eyes swept at the members of the medical team, "Take them off!"

Only then did everyone realize that the man in front of him was not trying to behave...

"Sorry, I don't know." Zhao Liying's face turned slightly red when she lowered her head and apologized, but the person who apologized did not react at all. She directly threw the white cloth piece in her hand into a distance.

At this moment, Cheng He and two soldiers dragged one person and ran back excitedly, shouting from afar: "Boss, see who we have caught? It's Morihan, who is still alive!"

Zhao Yongqi turned around and before he even said a word, he saw that Zhao Liying's little figure had rushed over from him and ran to the guy who was holding the name Molihan. After only a few glances, he said calmly: "It's a penetrating abdominal injury and bleeding in the inner cavity. You need to operate immediately!"

"Doctor Zhao, this person doesn't need to be saved." Cheng He grabbed Zhao Liying and said with a frown.

"How can we not save it?! Even if it is the enemy, he no longer has the ability to resist!" He seemed to have forgotten that this is the battlefield, and that he had forgotten that he was standing on the pile of dead people. The seemingly beautiful and weak woman retorted loudly: "The purpose of our coming here is to save people. Whether it is you or the enemy, if you are injured, you must receive treatment."

"Doctor Zhao, you don't..."

"Let them save them!" Before Cheng He could finish his words, Zhao Yongqi's cold voice came over.

Zhao Liying looked at the man behind her in surprise, nodded at him, then called the medical team carrying the stretcher, put the injured terrorist on the stretcher, and carried it directly to the field ambulance.

Seeing the medical team hurried into the field ambulance, Cheng He walked to Zhao Yongqi with a rifle in his arms, and smiled bitterly at the man who had not spoken but just looked at him quietly, "They are all children, so don't have to be so cruel."

"..." The cold Zhao Yongqi said after a moment of silence: "If it was a cruel thing, I would like to let them get out early." As the words fell, he raised his footsteps and walked towards the command car in silence, leaving Cheng He who was holding his head and shaking his head slightly.

More than an hour later, the battlefield was cleaned, while Zhao Yongqi and Cheng He leaned against the carriage of the field ambulance. The difference was that Cheng He was biting beef jerky in his mouth, while Zhao Yongqi looked at the night sky silently.

With a light click, the back door of the ambulance that had been closed for a long time opened. While taking off the rubber gloves stained with blood on his hands, he walked over and smiled sweetly and said to Zhao Yongqi: "That person is out of danger. Thank you."

Zhao Yongqi, who had no reaction at all, withdrew his gaze that looked at the sky, walked past the stunned Zhao Liying, and strode towards the field ambulance.

"You..." Zhao Liying was about to say something when her arm was grabbed by Cheng He.

With a wry smile on his face, Cheng He whispered: "Doctor Zhao, it's better not to go there."

At this moment, Zhao Liying heard a banging sound from the carriage and Lee Ji-eun's yelling: "Ah, what are you doing? He can't move yet... How can you drag him away!"

Zhao Liying was stunned, then suddenly broke free from Cheng He's arm and rushed to the back of the carriage. Zhao Yongqi held the unconscious Molihan in one hand, just like carrying a dead fish bought from the vegetable market. He had just jumped out of the carriage and threw it into the pile of gravels next to him. Then...

Bang bang bang bang!

After three gunshots, Zhao Liying, who covered her mouth and widened her beautiful eyes, looked at the cold man in disbelief and inserted his hand and gun back to his waist, silently heading towards him, without any wavering in his eyes. On the ground, there was a body with a head blown out!


Chapter completed!