Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

"Hello?" Su Mingpeng is almost sixty years old, and he seems a little tired after taking care of his son.

Su Minghao's voice on the phone seemed a little anxious: "Brother, when will you be back?"

Su Mingpeng: "Xiaoyi hasn't woken up yet."

Su Minghao was silent for a while: "But big brother, third brother and little brother-in-law can't hold on anymore, you won't come back to preside over the overall situation..."

Su Mingpeng stared at the unconscious Su Yi: "Wait a little longer, if Xiaoyi hasn't woken up at twelve o'clock tonight, I'll go back."

He sat beside his son's bed, boiled, and waited, but it was twelve o'clock, and Su Yi still showed no sign of waking up.

Su Mingpeng lowered his eyes, touched his son's thin and pale cheek reluctantly, got up and left.

The crew was already waiting, and Su Mingpeng looked back again. There was only a vast airport, and there were very few people in the middle of the night.

He turned back to board the plane, and the modified Challenger 605 pierced the night sky.

"What? The news leaked?!" In the base, Yuan Lang was startled and furious, "Notify quickly! Strengthen protection!"

In the border field hospital, a small group of soldiers rushed to the ward on the top floor.

In the ward, a somewhat unfamiliar "doctor" wearing a mask was doing routine physical examination and changing dressings for Su Yi.

He dismissed the rest of the ward, and now he has three minutes.

The "doctor" took out the syringe, which contained only air.

As long as this tube of air is injected into a human vein, death is certain.

The needle tip touched the vein of Su Yi's left arm, but the "doctor" stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

His wrist was grasped by Su Yi's left hand, making it difficult to get an inch in.

Su Yi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and clear.

With a slight click, the "Doctor"'s wrist was crushed abruptly, and he groaned in pain, not daring to shout out loud.

The strength of Su Yi's left hand has also weakened. Now he is too weak, and the counterattack just now was very reluctant.

The "doctor" took the opportunity to break away, and Su Yi flipped his wrist, snatching his needle into his hand.

A stern look flashed in the "doctor"'s eyes, he took out a silver chain, quickly strangled Su Yi's neck, and fastened it to the head of the bed.

Su Yi had difficulty breathing for a moment, struggling to pull on the silver chain.

The "doctor" sneered, took off Su Yi's oxygen mask, and covered his mouth and nose with his intact hands, trying to suffocate him to death.

Su Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled out the infusion needle on his right hand, grabbed the silver chain with his right hand and exerted force, the tough silver chain was torn apart.

The "doctor" was stunned, and wanted to retreat. Su Yi clamped the hand of the "doctor" covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and jumped up. Various instruments were diverted by him, and the ward became a mess.

The other wrist of the "doctor" was also crushed. Su Yi had already got out of bed, locked him firmly with his left arm, and stuck the needle into the neck of the "doctor" with his right hand, slowly pushing it in.

The "doctor" struggled violently, and Su Yi gasped for breath, not relaxing at all.

He was also at the end of his strength, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, so he relied on a burst of energy to hold on, as long as he didn't fall before the "doctor", he would be safe.

In just a few tens of seconds, the small group of soldiers split into two groups and found the real doctor all the way—the latter was tied up, his mouth was sealed, and he was locked in a toilet.

The other way went straight to Su Yi's ward, opened the door quickly, loaded the bullet, and pointed the gun at the "doctor".

They also saw Su Yi who locked up the "doctor", and were pleasantly surprised for a while: "General Su? Are you awake?!"

Su Yi was too weak to speak, and hung his head.

The soldiers quickly controlled the "doctor" and helped Su Yi back onto the bed.

Doctors and nurses came in to clean up the mess and check Su Yi's body.

Su Yi's condition is not very good, his breath is disordered, and his injury has worsened. Such a short-term outbreak to achieve the purpose of self-defense is of course very reluctant, and the sequelae are serious.

The foundation he injured in the first burst of forcibly raising Qi has not yet recovered. Now he forcibly raises Qi again, and the second injury is even more serious.

Now he is as if he has suffered two arsenal explosions.

He was comatose again and never seemed to wake up.

The assassin who pretended to be a doctor had his mask removed, revealing an ordinary face, the kind you couldn't find in the shame pile.

Su Yi was fighting weakly just now, and the needle stuck crookedly. It didn't go into the assassin's vein, but just into the neck muscle.

The assassin was also sweating from the pain, but he stared at Su Yi viciously: "You will be punished for killing so many people! If I didn't kill you today, someone will succeed!"

Su Yi couldn't hear, he fell into a coma quietly, at the mercy of doctors and nurses.

The soldiers dragged the assassin away for interrogation by professionals.

Yuan Lang was in the base, and when he heard about the assassination, he broke out in a cold sweat.

But no one expected that the assassination would wake up Su Yi.

Xia Ziqi arrived and waited for a few more days. After Su Yi's injury stabilized, he was picked up by the helicopter.

To everyone's disappointment, Su Yi fell into a coma again after that day, and he didn't wake up until the field hospital at the base.

Su Mingpeng received a call in Beijing and learned that his son had been assassinated. He was angry and helpless.

Now that the Su family is in troubled times, he can't stay with his son all the time.

A month later, Xia Ziqi finished his one-day training and went to the hospital to see Su Yi.

Su Yi still had his eyes closed.

Xia Ziqi sighed: "Xiao Su, the results of the interrogation came out, it is also a hard bone, and it was only recruited now. Do you want to know who the assassin is?"

Su Yi didn't respond.

"The ones who assassinated you were paper tigers. They really hate you." Xia Ziqi pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "Wake up early, or you will be happy with a tiger. Don't let them laugh." ah."

Su Yi breathed steadily.

Xia Ziqi's smile gradually disappeared, he bowed down, and pressed his forehead against Su Yi's: "Don't you look at me? Open your eyes, okay? An assassin can make you open your eyes, but I'm not as good as an assassin." ?”

He could see Su Yi's eyelashes, which were very long and were plastered under his eyes.

Xia Ziqi's usual cynicism was gone, and a thin tear fell on Su Yi's eyelashes: "None of us has broken our minds. But you and I know best. I come every day, and you come every day." You refuse to look at me every day. Are you really willing? Are you really willing for me to be sad here?"

Xia Ziqi was stunned by the subtle touch of eyelashes on his face. He got up and met a pair of clear black eyes.

Su Yi looked at Xia Ziqi, the oxygen mask on his face made him look fragile, but those eyes made him look strong.

The surprise came so suddenly, Xia Ziqi was stunned for a while, then ecstatically, he rang the bell beside the bed.

The doctor came in, checked Su Yi, and after discussion, removed the oxygen supply facility.

Doctor: "I'm recovering well. It's not good to always hang on to glucose. It's better to start eating some liquid food, which is good for the body. Take a good rest."

Xia Ziqi thanked him repeatedly.

After the doctors left, Xia Ziqi sat down and gently touched Su Yi's thin face: "Can you talk to me?"

No, it's still too weak.

Su Yi blinked slightly.

Xia Ziqi: "Okay, so are you hungry?"

Of course I was hungry, Su Yi blinked.

Xia Ziqi chuckled, "I'll get you something to eat."

He asked the nurse to come in to watch, and went out to find food by himself.

Soon, Xia Ziqi got a bowl of soy milk and fed it to Su Yi little by little.

After eating for the first time in a long time, Su Yi felt uncomfortable in his stomach, with burning pain and cramping.

He coughed, and Xia Ziqi quickly put down the bowl to help him breathe.

Su Yi turned pale, turned over, and vomited.

Xia Ziqi hurriedly called the doctor: "Didn't you say you can eat liquid food?"

Doctor: "His stomach is uncomfortable now, and he will be fine after a few times."

He vomited after eating again and again, not much of a bowl of soy milk really went into his stomach, Xia Ziqi felt pain in his heart as he watched Su Yi suffer.

Vomiting again, Su Yi lay there coughing, Xia Ziqi patted him on the back softly: "This is really hard work, I feel uncomfortable watching it... why don't you eat it?"

Su Yi blinked slightly.

He has to get better soon, no matter how uncomfortable he has to bear it.

The soy milk finally bottomed out, Xia Ziqi looked at Su Yi, who was emaciated.

Xia Ziqi hesitated, and shook Su Yi's hand: "Did you hear what I said before?"

Su Yi gently shook his hand and blinked.

Xia Ziqi's throat moved: "Let's find out."

Su Yi blinked twice, which was clearly a refusal.He moved his hand slightly, and used his little finger, which was the easiest to control in a weak state, to write on Xia Ziqi's palm, stroke by stroke, laborious and slow: "You know this is taboo."

Xia Ziqi: "I know. But I can't take it anymore, you know this time I... I see you lying down..."

He couldn't go on.

Su Yi continued to write hard: "I still want to continue in the army, and you want to too. Neither of us is qualified to touch taboos."

Xia Ziqi held Su Yi's hand tightly, trying to stop Su Yi from continuing to write. He was afraid that Su Yi would continue to give answers he didn't want.

Su Yi looked at him quietly, and after a long time, Xia Ziqi let go of his hand dejectedly.

Su Yi continued: "From the day we joined the army, we couldn't help ourselves. If we want to continue serving the country, we have no choice.

"Also, you have a wife and children, you love them very much, I don't want to ruin your family.

"Qiqi is fine, and so is your little brat, you guys have a good time.

"Just pretend nothing happened and keep it as it is. We are still good friends."

After silently reading a line of words, Xia Ziqi was stunned, and smiled wryly: "Then you have to marry one too, otherwise why would you stop thinking about me?"

Su Yi smiled slightly, and wrote two words: "I don't."

Xia Ziqi clenched his hand, leaned over slowly, and rested his forehead on the back of Su Yi's hand: "I owe you again."

A few days later, Su Yi was able to speak, but his voice was still hoarse.

Xia Ziqi still came to take care of him every day, and no one mentioned what he said that day. The two reached a tacit understanding and continued to maintain the status quo and continue to be good friends.

After all, in front of some things, that kind of feeling is really not worth mentioning.

The author has something to say: ah, everyone guessed very accurately, yes, CP is classmate Xia. . . . . .But, whether there is a CP is one thing, and whether they can be together is another matter. . . . . .