The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Wang Xiaoshu and Xia Meng quickly left the cave and joined the other soldiers.

The rest of them hid in the forest and explored the surroundings, but found no danger. They could not wait for the two of them to come back for a long time. When they were about to go to investigate the situation, Xia Meng and Wang Xiaoshu came back.

Wang Xiaoshu was still clean, but Xia Meng, on the other hand, almost turned into a bloody man. The others were shocked and all came forward to care:

"Comrade Xia, what's wrong with you?"

"injured?"

"Have you encountered an enemy?"

"How many enemies are there? Have they been solved?"

Wang Xiaoshu answered everyone’s questions one by one.

Xia Mengye said, "Thank you for your concern. I'm fine." After saying that, he looked at his blood-stained hands and said calmly,

"This is the blood of the enemy."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed to Xia Meng not far away, "Comrade Xia, there is a stream over there. Go wash your hands."

Xia Meng nodded. The blood on his hands had solidified, and it still exuded a strong smell of rust, which made people uncomfortable.

Let Xia Meng and Wang Xiaoshu rest here while the others go back and notify Deputy Company Commander Zhou.

Xia Meng and Wang Xiaoshu went to Xiaoxi at the same time.

Among the dense vegetation, the stream gurgled, and the sunlight was divided into dazzling rays by the dense trees, leaving patches of light on the ground.

Xia Meng dipped her hand into the cold stream. The dried blood quickly moistened and became slippery again. It was washed away by the stream, dyeing the transparent stream red.

Xia Meng slowly rubbed his hands, and after scrubbing away the blood on his hands, he picked up clean stream water and washed his face...

His hands became white and tender again, no longer bloody as before, as if everything did not exist. Time was like the stream at this moment, washing everything away.

"Comrade Xia!" Wang Xiaoshu washed his hands and walked over.

Xia Meng raised his head and looked at Wang Xiaoshu.

Wang Xiaoshu saw Xia Meng's appearance clearly and was stunned for a moment. His face turned red and he began to stutter when speaking.

"Well...we should go."

"Well," Xia Meng stood up, "Let's go."

After reuniting with Deputy Company Commander Zhou, Deputy Company Commander Zhou looked at the two of them with admiration, "Well done!"

The group moved on.

Wang Xiaoshu and Xia Meng went to the front again to investigate.

A few people sneaked into the dense forest and climbed over a mountain. Xia Meng suddenly stretched out his hand and said solemnly, "Stop!"

Several people stopped in cooperation. Wang Xiaoshu looked at Xia Meng, "What's wrong? What happened?"

After climbing over the mountain and entering this dense forest, Xia Meng had a bad feeling, a creepy feeling of being surrounded by silence, and a sense of danger that if he didn't pay attention, he would die.

Xia Meng glanced around, and her intuition told her that the crisis was very close, but there was no enemy force found yet, and there was no sense of oppression and urgency of being surrounded. There was only...

"Be careful where you step," Xia Meng lowered her voice and warned carefully, "I suspect there is a minefield nearby!"

After hearing this, everyone looked solemn and nodded immediately, "Okay!"

These soldiers did not look down upon Xia Meng because she was a woman or because she was a former art soldier. On the contrary, after the previous investigation, they valued Xia Meng's opinion.

"Comrade Xia," a soldier named Zhao Dashan in the team called Xia Meng. When Xia Meng looked back at him, he smiled shyly at Xia Meng, "I have a mine detector and I have learned professional demining in the army. , let me go ahead."

Xia Meng nodded, "Okay!"