kingnovel Chapter 684: Driving to visit the team to explore the secrets, surprised by the strange training and
Chapter 684: Driving to visit the team to explore the secrets, surprised by the strange training and
Wu Chen chewed the last bit of the energy bar. It was so sweet that it was sickening, just like his mood at the moment, so complicated that it was hard to describe.
Fatigue surged over him like a tide, and he rubbed his temples, feeling as if he had been drained.
As the sun set, the blood-red color dyed half the sky, making him inexplicably think of his deceased comrades.
Resurrection, yes, resurrection!
He clung to this thought like a life-saving straw.
The system beeps to indicate receipt.
Wu Chen didn’t know if this was possible, but he had to have some hope, right?
"Hey, Lao Cao, do you think we can be considered returning home in glory?" Wu Chen bumped into Cao Yuan, who was standing next to him and also looked tired.
Cao Yuan looked up at the sky and sighed: "Jin? I just want to lie down now."
At this time, a man in a black uniform came over. The badge on his shoulder indicated that he was the person in charge of the Night Watch.
"Night Squad?" he asked, his tone official yet with a subtle hint of respect.
"That's right." Lin Qiye took a step forward, his tone calm.
"I'm Zuo Qing, and I've been ordered to take you back to Shangjing," the man introduced himself.
"According to the process, we need to register our information and customize new equipment."
"Then you can choose which armed transport to take back. By the way, the two Star Sea Medals will be awarded at that time."
"Two...two?" Baili Pangpang's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he almost bit his tongue.
The air around them seemed to freeze for a moment, and then erupted into incredible cheers.
"Two 'Star Sea' medals? Did I hear it right?" An Qingyu's face turned red with excitement.
"Wow, this is the supreme honor!" Kong Shang couldn't help but sigh.
Not far away from the Phoenix Team, Xia Simeng bit her lip, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.
"Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have tried again..." she whispered.
"Captain, don't lose heart. We will definitely get it next time!" The deputy captain encouraged her, but his tone was obviously lacking in confidence.
After all, the "Star Sea" medal is not a piece of cabbage, it is an honor earned with one's life.
Baili Pangpang proudly raised his chin towards the Phoenix Team, looking like a smug man.
"Hey, sister Simeng, are you envious? These are two! Two!"
Xia Simeng rolled her eyes at him. "Come on, what are you bragging about? The Masked Squad also has two, why don't you mention them?"
Baili Pangpang instantly felt like a deflated ball, mumbling in a lack of interest: "Okay..."
After the atmosphere relaxed slightly, Lin Qiye suddenly said, "Mr. Zuo Qing, I want to ask, what is Commander Ye doing now..."
The smile on Zuo Qing's face disappeared. He was silent for a moment, and an indescribable complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
"This... you will know it naturally when we return to Shangjing."
The sudden silence made the atmosphere solemn again.
Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy.
Half a day later, a cold wind was howling at the Martyrs Cemetery in Chenlongguan.
Lin Qiye and Wu Chen stood in front of a newly erected tombstone with the words "Lu Qiu" engraved on it.
"Old Lu..." Cao Yuan choked and poured a bottle of white wine in front of the tombstone.
Wu Chen stood silently by, feeling heavy-hearted.
He remembered Lu Qiu's hearty laughter and his bravery in battle.
Now, everything has become a memory.
"System, you said..."
Wu Chen whispered, "If I could really be resurrected..."
"Beep——" The system's voice sounded, like a response, but also like a sigh.
Lin Qiye patted Wu Chen's shoulder and said nothing. He just turned and looked into the distance, where a new storm was brewing.
"Let's go," Lin Qiye patted the tombstone for the last time, his voice low.
"We still have a lot to do."
Wu Chen followed Lin Qiye, walking silently.
The wind from the Martyrs' Cemetery whistled past, causing his cheeks to hurt.
He took a deep breath, trying to dispel the haze in his heart, but found that the sadness seemed to have taken root and could not be shaken off.
They walked to the city wall of Shenlong Pass, and the endless sea surface was sparkling in the setting sun.
The sea breeze is salty and humid, with a hint of fishy smell, very much like the smell of blood lingering on a battlefield.
Cao Yuan took out two cans of beer from somewhere and handed one to Lin Qiye and Wu Chen.
"Come, have a drink to warm yourself up."
Wu Chen took the beer, pulled the ring, tilted his head back and took a big gulp.
The cold liquid slid down his throat, but it failed to quench the heat in his heart.
"Don't think too much," Cao Yuan patted Wu Chen's shoulder.
"I don't blame you for what happened to Commander Ye."
"But..." Wu Chen opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
If he had told Commander Ye earlier that he didn't have to exchange his life for another's, maybe... maybe he wouldn't have died.
This thought was like a thorn, piercing his heart and causing him dull pain.
"I know what you're thinking," Lin Qiye said, staring at the distant sea level, his tone so calm that it was frightening.
"But if he had to do it again, he would make the same choice."
Wu Chen was silent.
He remembered what Commander Ye said before his death: "It is my duty to protect Shenlong Pass."
Yes, for Commander Ye, guarding Shenlong Pass is more important than his own life.
"The person Old Ye feels most sorry for in his life is himself," Cao Yuan sighed.
"He almost lost his life protecting me. If my master hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid..."
Cao Yuan paused, raised his head and drank the rest of the beer.
"He always said that what he owed me would be repaid sooner or later. But in the end, I was the one who owed him first."
"Old Cao, stop talking," Lin Qiye patted Cao Yuan's shoulder.
"We all respect the choice he made."
Just then, a ship slowly sailed into the port of Shenlongguan.
Several men in black uniforms passed by them carrying a stretcher covered with a cloak.
"That is..." Wu Chen looked at the stretcher and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
A man in a white coat followed behind the stretcher. When he saw Lin Qiye, he walked over quickly.
"Captain Lin, Mr. Wu," the man took off his mask, revealing a familiar face.
He is Fonzo, the medical director of the Night Watch.
"Doctor Fang," Lin Qiye nodded slightly, "This is..."
"It's Lu Qiu,"
Fang Zuo's voice was a little low. "He overdrew his vitality while transmitting the information... We have tried our best."
The air seemed to freeze.
Wu Chen felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he could hardly breathe.
Lu Qiu, the always smiling and energetic guy, just... left like that?
Lin Qiye stared at the stretcher silently, his eyes complicated and indecipherable.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"system……"
Wu Chen's voice trembled, "If...if he could be resurrected..."
"Beep——" The system's voice sounded, but no response was given.
Suddenly, Lin Qiye raised his head and looked into the distance.
His eyes were sharp, as if he had caught something.
"Here it comes." he whispered.
"What's coming?" Wu Chen and Cao Yuan looked at him in confusion.
Lin Qiye did not answer, but just stared into the distance, with a barely perceptible flash of...excitement in his eyes?
Fang Zuo's voice was like a cold stone, hitting the cold sea breeze of Shenlong Pass, and also hitting the hearts of Wu Hen and Lin Qiye.
The air seemed to be sucked out in an instant, leaving only the whistling wind and the stretcher moving away, like a heavy pause.
"You said... Lu Qiu is... gone?"
Wu Hen's voice was a little vague, he didn't even realize he was asking a question, his eyes were fixed on Fang Zuo.
It was as if through Fang Zuo, I saw the man who always grinned and patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me."
"How...how could it be?"
Cao Yuan rushed forward a step, then stopped abruptly. He turned his head to look at Fang Zuo, his eyes suddenly reddened.
"Didn't he...didn't he say he'd treat us to a drink when he got back? How come..."
He couldn't continue speaking, his voice was stuck in his throat, like a piece of lead.
Wu Hen's mind buzzed, and he subconsciously shouted in his mind: "System! System! Resurrection! Use points, use anything! Can you bring him back?"
"Beep——" The system's response was cold and mechanical.
"The target's vital signs have completely disappeared, and their soul energy has dissipated. The resurrection procedure cannot be performed."
Unable to execute... Wu Hen felt a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, making his whole body stiff.
Really... it's gone just like that?
That living person who was complaining about the taste of energy bars a few days ago, is gone just like that?
Fang Zuo looked at them, his face showing the calmness that only doctors who have seen life and death have, but he couldn't hide a trace of grief.
"He used a secret method to forcibly deliver the final information, overdrawing all his life force. We... did our best. He is a hero."
Hero... this word sounds particularly harsh at this moment.
Lin Qiye didn't say anything, just looked in the direction where the stretcher disappeared. His profile was as tense as iron in the afterglow of the setting sun.
After a long while, he slowly turned his head and glanced at Wu Hen and Cao Yuan's red eyes.
The voice was so low that it seemed to be squeezed out from the chest: "I know."
"Got it?" Cao Yuan looked up suddenly.
"That's how you know? Old Lu..."
"He was here to protect this place, for us,"
Lin Qiye interrupted him, his tone was flat, but every word hit the ground like a bullet.
"We can't let his death be in vain."
Wu Hen looked at Lin Qiye, then at Cao Yuan, who was filled with grief and anger.
Looking at the sea in the distance dyed red by the blood-red sunset, my heart felt choked, as if a huge rock was pressing on it, making it hard to breathe.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a word.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, which tasted like a mixture of blood and tears.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
"Let's go,"
He finally said, his voice low but remarkably firm, "We still have a score to settle..."