Chapter 209: Return

"Pongpong!"

The Long brothers and others who rushed in immediately pulled the trigger and knocked down several guards who wanted to pull the gun from their bodies to resist.

"It seems that there are quite a few big fish caught on the Internet today. Be honest. I know you, but I don't know you." Xiaojun saw the number one figure in yn at a glance. Whether it was the photos from this history in the 21st century or the information I saw in Tianjing, Xiaojun looked around for a week and was shocked. Almost all the people who could speak were here.

"Independent Group?" Although a hint of panic flashed in the eyes of Li, the number one person in yn, he immediately returned to his calmness and stepped forward and asked Xiaojun.

"Yes!" Taking advantage of the situation where the Independent Corps soldiers controlled the entire situation, Xiaojun pulled a chair and pulled out the dagger. Long Yi stuffed a cigarette into his mouth next to him, lit it, and roasted the lighter on the dagger.

"Ba, ba, ba." Three bullets were dug out by Xiaojun, and they were simple and neat. Long Yi took out the hemostatic medicine beside him and easily improved it. A roll of gauze bandaged three wounds.

Li looked at the cold sweat coming out of his forehead, and the cigarette in his mouth was tightly held, but Xiaojun, who had just picked out the bullet himself, did not tremble at all. He couldn't help but raise his big finger and said, "Good man, are you the commander of the Independent Corps?"

"Zuo Haojun, the leader of the Independent Regiment." Xiaojun responded casually, signaling to the mountains behind him, "Open the radio and inform the front line about the situation here."

Then Xiaojun said seriously to Li, "In the current situation, I don't want any more casualties. I will notify the city's internal team and stop resisting."

The situation was already like this. The officials and number one figure of the central organization had to compromise at this time, and they also had their own little one in their hearts. If the war was lost, they were at most under pressure from public opinion and the public. However, if their lives were gone, they would be nothing. Especially in the face of the Independent Group, the iron army that was already well-known in Yn territory, the result of angering the other party would be that they would suffer losses. Everyone turned their attention to Li.

Li waved his hand behind him, and the guards called out several times, and the sound of gunfire disappeared in the city instantly.

At the same time, the command centers of the East and West Lines received a telegram from the independent regiment to restart the radio station: the independent regiment completed the task, and the Yn central agency is now sending a telegram, and all participating troops can temporarily retreat."

When the telegram arrived, the command centers on the east and west lines were filled with joy at the same time, and ordered the troops to retreat in an orderly manner. General Yang and General Xu also called Tianjing.

"Dear leaders, the independent regiment has captured the HN and captured most of the top leaders of the central organization." After receiving the frontline call, the secretary was excited to report to the leaders in the conference room in Tianjing who were waiting for the news.

"Beautiful, the Independent League did a beautiful job!" Several generals who had been through the battlefield suddenly clenched their fists, excited in their words, and the most perfect record was achieved in the Independent League.

d's body, which had been tense, slowly leaned against the back of the chair and breathed a long sigh.

Zuo Aiguo and Zhou Weimin looked at each other, and a look of relief flashed in their eyes. Not only was the safety of the small army, but more importantly, the biggest turning point of the war has already appeared. As for the result, it is not a matter for the soldiers.

More than ten minutes later, the generals who gave up resistance in command of the battle also followed the other three battalions of the Independent Regiment to the central organization. Damin and the other three battalions were injured when they saw many soldiers of the Xiaojun and the reconnaissance battalion injured, and immediately led the soldiers to take over the post of the injured soldiers. The soldiers who knew some emergency medical knowledge quickly provided simple treatment for the injured soldiers.

As soon as the senior generals came in, they stared at Xiaojun and the Long brothers. One of them suddenly asked, "Did you destroy the Black Eagle?"

"Just a few clowns!" Long Yi curled his lips and said disdainfully.

At this moment, Xiaojun, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly rushed forward, passed by several generals, and kicked a man in ordinary soldier costume behind them.

In a hurry, the gun in the man holding his arm holding his back to Xiao Jun's kick also fell to the ground, his body couldn't help but retreat, and his arms had already dropped.

"Bang!" Another kick, the man hit the wall and fell deeply into it. It is conceivable how much force Xiaojun used.

After clapping his hands, Xiaojun turned around and said to several senior generals: "Don't take out such a waste and look at him. Search your body, and if you want to toast, you will be punished."

Xiaojun's terrifying skills shocked everyone in the yn-side. Is this still a human? Others don't know that the man who was killed by Xiaojun was known as the last reserve force of the Black Hawk. The destruction of the Black Hawk shocked Yn-side. He thought he was shot dead by multiple people with the power of weapons. But today I saw Xiaojun and the Long brothers, and knew that these four people were definitely not weaker than the Black Hawk, so the general had that question. The man behind him wanted to test it. If he had the opportunity to coerce the other commander, he might be able to turn against the enemy. Unexpectedly, Xiaojun did not give him any chance and killed him instantly.

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment ran to these high-ranking leaders who were usually high and searched hard.

"Maybe you will say that if I hurt you, we will not be able to get out of this city. Now I want to tell you that our independent group has never thought about separation. So please cooperate, don't anger me, and don't do some stupid behaviors. You will definitely be the ones who are hurt like that." Xiaojun stared at everyone and said coldly.

Li walked to Xiaojun and said, "Don't worry, but this situation cannot last for too long. If the people know the specific situation here and there is a riot, war will inevitably be inevitable. I think this is not the ending you want. I hope I can talk to the senior management of China. Is it OK?"

Xiaojun understood what was happening in his heart, but his current identity is a soldier, so it is better to pretend not to know about some things. Indeed, although China has occupied all the strong conditions in this situation, once the situation drags on for too long and an uncontrollable situation occurs, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Okay, I'll try to connect to the front line command and transfer." Xiaojun nodded and walked to the phone. Li also signaled the guards to connect to the Yn front line and transfer to the Huaxia Western Front Command.

"I am Zuo Haojun, the leader of the Independent Regiment, and I request a call with General Yang." The phone was answered, and Xiaojun reported to his own home.

"Wait! Commander Zuo!"

A moment later, General Yang's thick voice came from the microphone: "Zuo Haojun, do a pretty job! This is the frequency of yn. At this time, make this call~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

"General Yang, please help connect with Tianjing. On the yn side, Li asked to speak with Tianjing." Xiaojun said calmly.

Although General Yang was a pure soldier, he knew that the battle had come to this situation and it was time to negotiate. He immediately replied: "Okay, no problem, transfer it immediately."

"There is a room next to you, we can go there to answer the phone." Li looked around and said in Xiaojun's ear.

"good!"

Four military aircraft took off from HN, and the soldiers of the Independent Regiment leaned on their seats in high spirits, chatting and laughing. Although after several months of fierce battle, both physically and mentally, they were always tense, but now there is no need. What is about to face them is to return to the motherland, because the war is over.

Xiaojun leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, thinking that it was finally over.

Xiaojun knew the general content without guessing a phone call last night. As expected, early this morning, yn announced the end of the battle through various channels such as news broadcasts. yn retreated unconditionally, issued a formal apology for the war between the two countries some time ago, and compensated for all war consumption in China. The two countries are about to sign a treaty that will never be violated. After the statement is issued, all yn troops on the front line retreated 30 kilometers, waiting for the Chinese troops to withdraw from yn territory.

The statement was published, which immediately had a huge impact on international public opinion. No one knew why YN wanted to accept defeat in disguise, and the independent group also boarded a special plane and left HN.

Before leaving, a soldier expressed doubts about such a result and was banished by the small army. The soldiers took obeying orders as their duty, so don't ask anything else.

"Captain, is it really over?" a young soldier asked Xiaojun.

"Well, it's over. Everyone can go back and have a good sleep, eat well, and then go home. Think about it, the time is not short. When I came out of Tianjing, it was snowy winter. It was also the same season when I returned home. It's almost a year since I left. Do you miss home?" Xiaojun asked in an old-fashioned to the soldier who was about the same age as him.

"A little bit, but fortunately, thinking about our sacrificed comrades, it is already a happy thing to be alive." The little soldier looked at the clouds in the sky through the window and said with emotion.

The words of the little warrior reached the ears of the soldiers around him. The soldiers who were extremely excited suddenly became quiet. Yes, what might be waiting for him is glory and return, but what would some of the soldiers who were buried in foreign lands in even the corpses?

In the morning, the troops on the front line also slowly marched towards the rear of the east and west command centers.

At this time, at the airport of the Western Front Command, General Yang and all the personnel of the Western Front Command were waiting quietly, waiting for the plane full of heroes to arrive.

The plane slowly descended, the cabin door opened, Xiaojun and the soldiers of the Independent Regiment walked off the plane, and they were greeted with thunderous applause. After the applause, it was the most sincere salute from everyone present.

Seeing the wounds bandaged by Xiaojun and the wounds still covered with blood on many soldiers, General Yang walked forward, held Xiaojun's hand tightly, and said, "The Independent Regiment has done it, and you Zuo Haojun has done it, especially thank you for bringing the Independent Regiment back in almost complete organization." As early as just now, General Yang saw that the Independent Regiment was not completely organized. About 2,000 soldiers left. Just after a rough scan, more than 1,500 soldiers came back alive. After more than two months of arduous battles, to achieve this level, General Yang had to admire Xiaojun's ability to command operations.

"Let the soldiers relax. The war is over and your mission is completed. The tense nerves should be relaxed. You should also quickly take the injured soldiers to the hospital to see them, reband the wounds, and have a nap. All the troops will be back in the evening. Tomorrow will be back to China. All combat troops have been invited to Beijing to participate in the commendation meeting." General Yang saw that the soldiers of the Independent Regiment behind Xiaojun were still standing straight, their eyes always looking ahead, and their queues were neatly arranged, and they spoke.

"This is a good habit, let them continue to maintain it. Only such soldiers are worthy of the soldiers of the independent regiment." Xiaojun turned his head and looked at the soldiers and nodded with satisfaction. For more than two months, he went deep behind enemy lines and fought alone, which has allowed the soldiers of each independent regiment to develop the best military habits. Everyone also has a belief in responding to the battle at any time, using me in wartime, and I will win.

Yang Shang nodded. The independent regiment had another earth-shaking change from the last time he set out from the command center. If last time this was a group of wolves led by the commander of the Xiaojun, then every soldier of the independent regiment could be called a tiger and could have his own inviolable territory.

If he had known that there would be casualties in the Independent Regiment, General Yang ordered the medical car to drive over, load the injured soldiers of Bailai into the car, and drive to the field hospital in the rear.

Xiaojun was also personally sent to the medical car by General Yang. Originally, Xiaojun's wounds had begun to heal quickly one night. He didn't want others to discover the secrets in his body, but he had no way to refuse General Yang's enthusiasm, so he had to get in the car and change the medicine.

I heard that the wounded soldiers of the hero's Independence Regiment came to the rear hospital, and all the medical staff were dispatched to fight to treat the heroes themselves, especially the female soldiers. The enthusiastic attitude made the soldiers blush.

"You~ you are injured too." Two female soldiers from a medical team with Xiaojun saw the commander of the independent regiment, and their former acquaintance, Zuo Haojun, also walked out of the car with gauze, and didn't know what to call him for a while.

"Why, I've just left for so long and I don't know me anymore, which makes me very sad!" Xiaojun showed a disappointed expression and teased the two female soldiers.

"Hate, I'm still so poor when I'm injured, come with me!" Seeing that Xiaojun had no arrogant attitude, the female soldier returned to normal.

He pushed open a ward and pushed Xiaojun in, "Let me find the best doctor to treat your injuries. Most people don't have such treatment. Enjoy it!" The two female soldiers closed the ward door with a smile and ran away.

Xiaojun and the doctor in a white coat in the ward were stunned at the same time when they saw each other. Song Jingwen's excellent performance over the past few months has made her an excellent doctor in the surgery department of the rear hospital. She also heard the morning notice. Is the Independent Group successful? Is he safe?

Standing at the window, his mind was filled with his shadow. He thought that he might return to China tomorrow, and he might never have a chance to meet again. When he was alone, the door of the ward opened and he was the one who appeared in front of him.

"Are you injured?" Song Jingwen saw the gauze suspender hanging on Xiaojun's arm, and immediately lost her former calmness and asked anxiously.

"It's nothing. I took out a few bullets. I didn't have to come to the hospital. The leader insisted on me to come and see, haha." Xiaojun said casually. When he saw Song Jingwen, he really didn't know how to face her.

"Sit down, I'll show you!" Song Jingwen pointed to the hospital bed and said worriedly.

After taking off Xiaojun's clothes outside, he saw a wound on his waist. Song Jingwen slowly cut open Xiaoshan, which had been invaded by blood in Xiaojun, with distress.

"Ah!" Not only were the three bullet holes that made Song Jingwen exclaim, Xiaojun's body was covered with scars that even if she had faced countless soldiers who participated in the battle, she covered her mouth and tears flowed down unconsciously.

The sudden tears made Xiaojun feel at a loss, "I~~I'd ​​better go~~" and he said that, he was about to put on his coat and stand up.

"Stop, sit down!" Song Jingwen's eyes were filled with tears. She grabbed Xiaojun and asked him to sit down without any stop in her hands. She carefully cleaned the wounds for him. It seemed that she was not facing a wound, but the most precious work of art. She had to gently wipe the slightest blood. Every time she applied medicine, she had to check whether Xiaojun felt pain.

When bandaging the wound, he was even more afraid of touching a little Xiaojun's wound. He focused on bandaging three wounds for him. At this time, Song Jingwen was sweating heavily, and the last knot was tied up, and she breathed a long sigh. She saw that Xiaojun's Xiaoshan was damaged and could not wear it. She turned to the desk she used, opened the drawer, took out a shirt, and walked to Xiaojun's side.

"This~~Is this mine?" Xiaojun saw the familiar shirt, as if he had taken it off and threw it into the tent the night before the medical team left.

"Well, I've finished washing, I'll wear this for the time being." Song Jingwen gently unfolded her shirt and signaled Xiaojun to put her arm in.

"I'm not worthy of being like you. I don't deserve a girl like you." Xiaojun stood up, raised his other hand that was not injured, gently wiped the sweat from Song Jingwen's forehead, and said calmly.

Song Jingwen could no longer hold back the longing in her heart, leaned into Xiaojun's arms, and whispered: "I know, I know you have a fiancée in Tianjing. Battalion Commander Zhang of the Independent Regiment told me that I don't want to destroy you, but if you love, it means you love. Let me remember this taste, remember this person, let me hug you for a while. Mom once told me that a woman's first love is the most unforgettable, but also the most susceptible to injury."

Xiaojun's body, which he wanted to avoid, had no movement. His stiff arms bent back and gently hugged Song Jingwen's body. At this moment, he was really moved, but it was limited to being moved. The few girls waiting for him at home were what he should really cherish. There was no extra space in his heart to accommodate another woman.

The two of them stood silently embracing each other for a long time. Song Jingwen suddenly said, "I will try to forget you, but I will never forget this relationship that has never started." After that, she raised her head and kissed Xiaojun's lips, turned around and ran out of the ward.

A few tears fell on the ground, and the figure was gone. Xiaojun sighed, packed up his sentimental emotions, turned around and put on his coat, walked out of the ward, and went to find General Yang.

"The wound is cured? Why don't you rest? Is there anything you need to ask me for?" General Yang asked in confusion when he saw that Xiaojun did not go to rest.

"Chief, do you remember what the soldiers of the Independent Regiment said last night? I'm back alive, I'll accompany them to get drunk last time and wash away everything I've experienced here. Otherwise, these soldiers will definitely not be able to live normally when they return to the city. From time to time, the situation on the battlefield and everything about the dead comrades will appear in their minds, veteran syndrome, do you know?"

"Well, I know, I had that feeling back then, and you can handle their mentality well?" General Yang nodded. Decades ago, as a senior commander of China, he participated in countless battles and spent a long time getting rid of that feeling after liberation.

"Prepare more wine, they need to vent. I used to feel much more serious. I was fortunate to learn a meditation mantra, which has an excellent elimination effect on such a situation. Especially for these soldiers who have not yet escaped from the battlefield, the effect will be better. When they drink too much, it will be easier to accept mentally. I can kill two birds with one stone. I can also fulfill my promise last night." Xiaojun suggested.

"No problem. I will also invite some soldiers from the front line troops tonight. All the command generals will hold a small celebration for everyone, which can be regarded as practice. It depends on the effect of your awakening curse." General Yang nodded and agreed. He did not doubt Xiaojun's magical skills.
Chapter completed!