Station Commander Xu of the supply depot glanced at the bandages on Zhang Wa and others. He then looked at the pilots beside him with some surprise and asked in a low voice: "Lieutenant Hu, I didn't have the nerve to ask just now. They must be us."
The special forces of the military region. When they come out for training, how come there are so many wounded? And there are such small soldiers in the team?"
When Lieutenant Hu heard Platoon Leader Xu's question, he glanced at Wan Lin who was talking to Chengru next to him, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know which unit they belong to. However, I know they are not coming out."
As for the training, I only know that they are performing special tasks and are a small special forces unit that just came off the battlefield."
He then lowered his voice and continued: "When I flew the helicopter to pick them up, I saw dozens of corpses wearing special combat uniforms lying in the mountains near the border. They must be the elite overseas elites who were killed.
Mercenaries, the surrounding rocks are stained red with blood."
When Lieutenant Hu said this, he looked at the little monk who was engrossed in the plate and continued to whisper: "At that time, I thought that there were our large troops in the surrounding mountains. But I didn't expect that I would arrive.
When we were there, we only saw these dozen scarred special forces soldiers. Even this little soldier was covered in the enemy's blood, and his body armor still had bullet holes left by enemy bullets!"
Lieutenant Hu said this emotionally, and he sighed in a low voice: "It was then that I realized that it was actually a dozen of our special forces who killed several times as many elite mercenaries as them in that dangerous mountainous terrain.
, they have gone through a fierce battle, the surveillance is too powerful!"
Just as Lieutenant Hu said this, he saw Wan Lin standing up from the table. He quickly closed his mouth, took a step forward, stood at attention in front of Wan Lin and reported: "Colonel Wan, the helicopter has been filled with fuel, shall we
Let’s go now?”
"Let's go!" Wan Lin replied immediately. He then walked to the supply station leader Xu Platoon and said, "Thank you for your warm hospitality!"
After saying that, he turned around and looked at the Chengru people who had already stood up behind him and ordered: "Let's go." After that, he strode out the door. When the little monk heard Wan Lin's order, he quickly stepped out of the table again.
She picked up two more big steamed buns. Lingling looked at the boy and exclaimed in surprise: "You are full of food, why are you still taking them?"
As he walked towards the door, the boy looked at Lingling and explained in a low voice: "Ling...Senior Sister Ling, I am...full now, but soon...I am hungry again. I...I am ready."
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He then looked at Station Master Xu who was standing by the door and said: "Thank you... Thank you, Station Master Xu, your... your food is really... really delicious. Next time... I... will come to eat..."
ah."
Before the boy finished speaking, there was laughter all around. Stationmaster Xu looked at the boy fondly and smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you are welcome to come again next time." He then looked at the door and shouted: "Xiao Li, hurry up.
Bring us some boxes of canned beef for our little brother."
Zhang Wa heard the conversation between the boy and Stationmaster Xu. He raised his hand and patted the boy's bald head with a smile and said, "You brat, you're a foodie who knows how to eat. Just hold on to me."
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Wa, you... you are the commander of the lieutenant colonel, and... you are injured again, I... I must help you." The little monk stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Wa's arm and said.
Station Commander Xu looked at Zhang Wa with a thick bandage on his body in shock. He did not expect that this young special soldier who was seriously injured actually had the rank of lieutenant colonel.
At this moment, he suddenly understood that these special forces without military ranks must be an elite special operations force that performs special tasks. The military rank of each of them was much higher than that of his second lieutenant.
The helicopter took off from the apron of the supply station. The young monk lay beside the porthole, looking at Station Commander Xu and his group of people standing at attention and saluting below, and shook his arms vigorously to say goodbye to them.
The helicopter rose into the air and then accelerated towards the mountains in the distance. The little monk didn't turn around until he couldn't see the supply station in the mountains, looked at Xiaoya sitting next to him and asked in a low voice: "
Xiao...Senior Sister Xiaoya, when...can we...get to grandpa's house?"
Xiaoya heard the boy's question and replied with a smile: "Go and ask your brother Wan, what do you want to do?" The little monk glanced furtively at Wan Lin, who was sitting on the side, and whispered.
: "I... I didn't dare to ask him. It's not okay to ask... and he... he said me again. Actually, I... I just want to see my grandpa as soon as possible."
Lingling, who was sitting on the other side of the young monk, heard the conversation between the two. She looked at the young monk and said with a smile: "Bad boy, that's your senior brother Wan's grandfather. You talk about grandpa all day long. What does grandpa have to do with you?"
Is it related?"
When the young monk heard Lingling's teasing, he turned to look at Lingling and shouted anxiously: "Senior Sister Lingling, you are talking nonsense, how come... my grandpa and I have nothing to do with each other? Senior Brother Wan's grandpa, just... just...
My grandfather."
At this time, Wan Lin heard the boy's anxious cry. He glared at Lingling and said, "Lingling, what are you talking about? Why is my grandfather not Jingheng's grandfather?"
He then looked at the little monk and consoled him: "Jingheng, you are right, my grandfather is your grandfather!" When the little monk heard Wan Lin's affirmative answer, he grinned, looked at Lingling and said seriously: "Lingling
...Senior Sister Ling, you heard...are you here? Senior Brother Wan’s grandfather is...my grandfather."
He then looked at Zhang Wa and the group of people who were laughing around him, and shouted angrily: "You... what are you laughing... why are you laughing? I... I tell you, although I... don't... don't have a grandfather, but...
But you...your grandpa is just...all me...my grandpa!"
Everyone in the cabin couldn't help laughing when they heard this kid's cry, but then everyone looked at each other again, with moved expressions on their faces.
Feng Dao looked at the boy and said, "Jing Heng, you are right, our grandfather is your grandfather. Next time I go back to visit relatives, I will definitely take you back to see my grandfather!" Bao Ya and others also followed.
Said: "Yes, yes, next time we go back to visit relatives, we will take you back to see grandpa."
When the little monk heard everyone's answers, he grinned and said: "Hey, that's right. Next time you go back, you... you all... take me with you."
The boy then looked at Wan Lin and shouted: "Leopard... Leopard..." He then raised his hand and slapped his mouth again and said: "Yes... that's right, no... when you are not performing a task, no...
…You can’t call me…by your code name, you should call me…by your brother Wan.”