glory [rebirth]

Three, two, one... Damian gestured to the mouse, then aimed at the blond commander inside, and pulled the trigger.

The blond-haired commander was knocked to the ground, and the place where he was shot burst out of electricity, his body trembled violently at a very high frequency, and white foam came out of his mouth.

The room was in chaos, the enemy kept shouting, and someone immediately leaned over to observe the commander's injured position, trying to study the trajectory to find the point where the bullet was fired, but they didn't dare to get too close.

The sound of loading came one after another, and some people even shouted and raised their guns, crying and beating at the door.

Damian squinted his eyes with a cold face, and then fired the second bullet. He changed the angle of the gun with the help of the recoil of the rifle and immediately fired the third bullet, hitting the third target.

The mouse was stunned by the speed of Damian's shooting. While staring at Damian's retreat in surprise, he pulled down the tabs of two tear gas bombs and threw them into the gap.

Afterwards, Damian reconfirmed the location of c4 sticky, and quickly evacuated from the explosion point.

After throwing the grenade, the mouse followed closely behind.

The C4 explosion made a loud noise, and their position was shaken like an earthquake for a while. Dami waited quietly for the explosion to subside, and replaced the sniper rifle with a short burst.

"Three, two, one!!!" He shouted loudly, put on the gas mask at the same time as the mouse, stood up and rushed into the smoke.

The two jumped from the position of the explosion, and fired a burst of fire and hit several enemies.

The enemy fell down.

There were not many people inside. Damian took advantage of the fact that they were still suffocated by the tear gas bombs, so he put down his short charge decisively, rushed up and pulled out a pocket stun gun from behind and stabbed the neck of the enemy in front of him.

For a while, the sound of "呲啦味啦" electricity came and went, and some people groaned and howled in pain.

Both of them were wearing gas masks and it was difficult to make a sound. The mouse watched someone behind Damian raise a gun in silence, but he couldn't speak to remind him.He touched his lower back preconditionally, pulled out a tactical switchblade, and instantly leaned back and threw it out.

The switchblade was inserted into the enemy's throat accurately, and only the hilt of the knife was exposed. He clutched his neck and twitched all over, spitting out a large stream of blood with fine bubbles from his mouth, and fell down slowly.

Damian heard the movement behind him, turned around and nodded slightly to the mouse to thank him.

The mouse gave him an "ok" gesture.

Then Damian's face changed suddenly, he inserted the stun gun back to its original position, pressed the enemy's body, jumped up with him as a support, and jumped to the back of the mouse.

The mouse turned around sharply, only to see that Damian's legs had already strangled the enemy behind him, he held his head with his open hands, tightly clasped his head and jaw, and then twisted hard to the left.

Being attacked suddenly, the enemy shot randomly at the sky with a rifle in his hand, the mouse quickly took out another knife, stabbed him in the small arm, pierced it through, and unloaded the weapon in his hand.

Then Damian calmly followed the opposing direction to the right to resist the force, and suddenly changed the direction of his force. The mouse only heard a "click", and the person in front of him rolled his eyes, and his head limply rested on his neck— —

Damian wrenched his cervical spine with his bare hands.

This space is not airtight, and the effect of the tear gas bombs is gradually decreasing, and the line of sight slowly begins to clear up.

The gas mask made it very inconvenient for Damian and the mouse to breathe. The water vapor still stuck to the goggles. Damian hesitated for half a second before taking it off.

Although the smell was still pungent, Damian didn't have much reaction.

The two controlled the whole scene with their own strength. Damian's face was full of fear, and the saber and gun took turns to fight. of.

The sharp knives cut into the skin of their enemies, hacked into their bones, until the edges began to curl.

Chaos, killing, blood...

Damian's eyes were red, like a crazy fighting machine, no one dared to take a step closer, in this place, he was the god of death.

The bright flashlight rolled on the ground, emitting a dazzling light, and the room was as crazy as a group of demons dancing wildly.

They have already forgotten the time and where they are, and their nerves are gradually becoming paralyzed. All they think about is fighting and fighting again.

To hold on to the last second.

This is the most important part of the mission. They have no backup, and there are only the two of them here. If they can't do it, the whole mission will fail.

Command.

"Damian still hasn't sent a message?" Jiang Yao asked.

Ermer shook his head.

Jiang Yao felt uneasy. He always had a premonition that the first mission would not be successful. The information they had was too incomplete.

"Your Highness..." Yi Ermo said.

"what's up?"

"The amount of information from informants is half that of the same period." Yi Ermo said after summarizing all the information records.

"Well." Jiang Yao's expression showed no joy or anger, he just stared at the summary for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Highness..." Yi Ermo sighed, hesitant to speak.

"I know what you're going to say." Jiang Yao glanced at him sharply.

Ermo stepped back subconsciously.

"I have to come up with something substantial to bring down Herman." Jiang Yao said firmly.

"..." Yi Ermo was silent and did not answer.

Jiang Yao looked at the information box again, it was still blank, and got up to leave.

"Your Highness." Seeing that he was going to leave, Yi Ermo hesitated for a while, but still mustered up his courage, "Even if it costs the lives of countless soldiers, you must do this, don't you?"

Jiang Yao paused, turned his head slowly, and looked at Yi Ermo quietly.

Yi Ermo's scalp was numb from his eyes, as if he was in the Shura field, surrounded by mountains of swords and seas of thorns.

After a long time, Jiang Yao answered him, and the answer was extremely simple——

"Yes."

basement.

Damian and Mouse were counting the number of enemies, both of them were a little bit out of strength.

The blond commander was tied up by them.

They captured four of each other alive and killed 13 directly.

Damian panted heavily, located his own coordinates, tried his best to steady his breathing, then turned on the headset and flicked it three times.

"Nightingale, how's the situation outside?"

But Nightingale did not answer for a long time.

After a few seconds, A Liang answered, "Captain."

"How are you?"

"Two helicopters were shot down, 24 enemy soldiers were killed, and the enemy's entire army was wiped out. No new targets have been found yet..." A Liang's voice was low, but it made people feel extremely reassured.

Damian frowned and listened for a while, but he couldn't be happy about their brilliant victory. He repeated in a deep voice, "Where's Nightingale?"

This time A Liang was silent for a few seconds.

Having experienced too much life and death, Damian suddenly understood, and clenched his fists.

There was a commotion over there for a while, someone breathed into the headset, and Damian's side suddenly became noisy.

"Hi..." was Nightingale's weak voice.

He is still alive.

Damian's face was livid: "..."

Then the headset was taken back again.

"Captain, Nightingale is dead."

A Liang said.

outside the ruins.

"We must contact the headquarters immediately." A Liang said again, "Nightingale hurt her nerves and lost a lot of blood, so it can't be delayed for too long."

Nightingale closed her eyes, smiled at A Liang, and opened her mouth to say something, but the voice was too low for A Liang to hear clearly, so she moved closer.

"Don't...don't fucking say that I'm useless...it's like...that I'm going to wither..." Nightingale said intermittently.

A Liang: "..."

A Liang turned off the microphone, and took the first aid bandage without saying a word to completely wrap up his wound and seal it to avoid secondary pollution.

Nightingale was limp and let A Liang give him first aid.

A Liang tore off the clothes at Nightingale's elbow, patted his blood vessel, and after a few seconds, he couldn't see it at all.

Nightingale smiled weakly at him, expressing that she had tried her best.

Ah Liang had no choice but to take out a tourniquet from the first aid kit and tie it up on Nightingale's intact arm, waiting for his blood vessels to protrude again.

Seeing the blood vessels slowly appearing on his arm, Ah Liang took a deep breath and took out the injection.

"Norepinephrine." A Liang said.

Nightingale nodded, indicating that he could start.

inside the ruins.

"Group A, Group B, and Group C report the situation." Damian said to the headset.

"No suspicious targets were found, and all were wiped out."

"Same as above."

"Same as above."

"Hmm..." Damian replied.

"But Captain..."

"what happened?"

"The lime was broken, and the throat was pierced directly, and I can't save it..."

"..." Damian's face became uglier than before.

"Doudou was shot in the waist, the internal organs... the internal organs came out, the situation is very critical..."

"Okay, I understand." Damian said seriously.

Damian got through to the command.

"Your Highness," Damian said.

"How is it?" Jiang Yao asked.

"The task was completed, but one person died, and two were seriously injured, requiring blood transfusion immediately..."

"Okay, you guys wait here now..."

Damian was talking to Jiang Yao, when the mouse suddenly yelled, Damian turned his head suddenly, and saw that the blond commander had tremblingly grabbed the nameplate hanging around his neck, and then put it in his mouth, Next to it was another part of the nameplate that he had just bit off.

"Rat!" Damian immediately realized what that meant—

potassium cyanide.

A dose of less than 0.1 gram will cause sudden death. In order to prevent being captured alive by the enemy and torture information, some people will smear highly poisonous substances on the nameplates that have been manipulated. Once caught, they will kill themselves.

Apparently the blond commander was also one of them.

The mouse rushed over and gave the blond commander a hand knife, forcing him to spit out the nameplate from his mouth.

But it was too late.

After spitting out the nameplate, the blond commander fell to the ground and convulsed, his face contorted, his eyes turned white, and he breathed heavily, saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth and dripped on the ground, wetting the place.

What does it mean to fall short? Damian had nothing to say at this moment. He walked over angrily and kicked the opponent hard, kicking him away a few meters away.

"Fuck—" Damian cursed loudly.

The mouse's expression was also extremely ugly.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yao heard that something was wrong.

"The target committed suicide," Damian replied.

"..."

"Potassium cyanide, death directly." Damian stated the facts lightly, "There are no vital signs now."

Jiang Yao didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Yao didn't say anything, and Damian didn't dare to speak at all, so he could only anxiously wait for his next order.

But to his surprise, Jiang Yao didn't get angry this time, but said calmly: "The helicopter will come over soon, you bring the body back, and there are three others alive."

"Yes, Your Highness," Damian said.

Command.

It's not the first time Damian has faced the death of a teammate, but every time he sends away those who fought side by side with him, he still can't accept it.

He is not responsible for the affairs of his teammates. He and Qing Ning have known each other for less than a day, and he has not even had a direct conversation with him.

But then a living person is gone.

Holding the torch, Damian watched as his teammates poured gasoline on the firewood with tears in their eyes.

The national flag of the Anbar Empire covered Qing Ning's body, covering his face.

"Salute——" Damian suddenly let out a cry when all the team members stood still.

The seventeen team members raised their arms in unison, paying their highest respect to the deceased hero.

"Our national flag is flying on the top of the mountain. We braved the enemy's artillery fire and carried our pious beliefs to keep our hometown and motherland safe and sound..."

Damian sang the national anthem in a low voice, and the players stood neatly by.

As he sang, he went to the log pile and lit the fire.

The firewood soaked in gasoline caused the flames to soar high, making everyone's faces flush.

"Have you ever seen the light of God Iluvita shining ahead. We are fearless warriors, and freedom is our yearning..."

Damian's vision gradually blurred, and the singing grew louder as the flames blazed.

It devoured the national flag covering the lime, and the heat wave lifted it. Damian saw Lime's expression very peacefully in the gap of the flames.

He was wearing a straight military uniform, with his hands on his chest, holding a long sword that symbolized strength and power, as if he was asleep.

Damian's voice was deep and deep, and his blue eyes glistened with water.

The fire is burning hotter and hotter, the heat wave soaring into the sky is like their loyalty, the loud and clear national anthem echoes in the wilderness, and the stars stare coldly at this tragic and heroic scene.

The strong wind whizzed past, and the sand was blown into the valley, setting off the heavy sacrifice like a harmonious mourning.

Finally, someone uttered a wailing that was almost tragic, tearing apart the stillness.

He closed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but knelt down with tears streaming down his face, putting his hands on his knees to bid farewell to his comrades-in-arms.

No one helped him up, Damian's Adam's apple twitched for a while, he gritted his teeth, and continued singing the national anthem without hearing it.

Thousands of miles away, his lover is sleeping peacefully, and the country he defends is safe and sound.

War is always bloodshed and sacrifice, no one will back down, no one will regret it, this is their responsibility and their belief.

2000 meters away.

"Your Highness." Yi Ermo sighed, and said, "The three who survived are all soldiers with the lowest level of authority on the other side. They can't get any valuable clues, and they don't know as much as our informant."

Jiang Yao put his hands behind his back, looking at the wilderness outside the window, without saying a word.

"The failure of this mission is unpredictable. This is the first time..." Irmo stopped himself halfway through speaking. Their unexpected attack this time caught the enemy off guard. This is also their luck. The next time the enemy The army will definitely be prepared, and the assault will not be so smooth again.

"Your Highness." The opened door was knocked suddenly, and a major stood there.

Jiang Yao turned his head and said, "Come in."

The major held a document in his hand and placed it in front of Jiang Yao's desk.

"Your Highness, this is the document for awarding medals that you just ordered to be drafted," the major said.

Jiang Yao picked up the pen on the table, flipped through it roughly, and stayed on the name for a while.

First Class Warrant Officer, Legion of Thorns, Raymond Garcia.

Awarded the Imperial Medal of Honor.

Then he turned to the last page and solemnly wrote his name.

The glory of the empire will be with you.

Temporary dormitory.

Damian lay on the bed and turned on the communicator. His screen saver was a picture of Schwartz drinking milk tea. His body was facing his direction, but his eyes were looking to the other side, with a defenseless expression.

Damian touched his face with his thumb through the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

But the smile was fleeting, and he withdrew his fingers abruptly, as if afraid of getting the photo dirty.

His hands were covered in blood, and just a few hours earlier he had broken a man's neck with his bare hands.

Touching Schwartz with these hands without any suspicion, Damian always felt a little strange.

A few seconds later, after the signal was connected, several unread messages popped up, all from Schwartz.

He slowly read the message word by word, read it back and forth several times, and finally replied with a sentence.

[I'm a little busy today, so I didn't turn it on.I really miss your -3-, how is it now...] But just after typing the words, he deleted them word by word, and the time displayed in the upper right corner of the screen was three o'clock in the morning.

In order not to miss emergency notifications, Schwartz uses a 24-hour ringtone on both the communicator and the wristband. If he sends this message, what if it wakes him up?

Then he sighed, put away the communicator, and stared at the ceiling sleeplessly.

Tomorrow is a brand new day.

The next day, Yar King City, apartment.

"Qingtong, do you vomit a lot?" Schwartz asked worriedly, patting on the bathroom door.

There was the sound of flushing water from inside the door, followed by Mu Qingtong's answer: "It's okay, it's much better than a few days ago."

"If you're really uncomfortable, ask, or you can ask for leave today?"

Mu Qingtong came out of the bathroom with a pale face, and smiled at Schwartz: "It's okay, it's really better, I'll take a bottle of lemonade to school... I'll take a sip if I don't feel well."

"Okay..." Schwartz was still a little uneasy.

"Damian replied to your message?" Mu Qingtong asked.

Schwartz shook his head and said, "No, no, but the message has been read, so why didn't he reply..."

"Maybe it was too late yesterday to wake you up. He should still be sleeping right now? You can call him in a few hours." Mu Qingtong said, "What do you want to eat today?"

"I, I don't care, it mainly depends on what you want to eat."

Mu Qingtong didn't have much appetite, so he had to say: "Then let me make some porridge... If you are hungry, go down and buy something to eat."

"OK, all right."

After coming out of the apartment, Mu Qingtong took a sip of lemonade, touched his belly, and secretly thought that the child's sense of existence was too strong.

He roughly conceived his own plan last night, and it was very feasible.

Your other dad is still on the front line, I will protect you.Mu Qingtong thought.

On the first day of school, Mu Qingtong met many leaders of Yaer Military Academy, and had dinner together at noon. Mu Qingtong escaped the catastrophe by using the excuse of having a high fever last night and losing his appetite.

Considering that Mu Qingtong was young and looked really bad, the other party didn't make things difficult for him.

The principal of Yaer Military Academy was Herman's adjutant. He parachuted into the military academy five years ago and became the leader. But Mu Qingtong didn't see him until the meal, which made him a little disappointed.

But he will stay here for more than four months, it is impossible not to see him, maybe they will confront each other head-on soon... Will they find a breakthrough from him?

Mu Qingtong was in a complicated state of mind. Seeing the vice-principal of Yaer Military Academy coming over to say hello, she quickly stood up and saluted him.

A week later, the Thorn Legion Hospital.

"Little Sparrow, you are recovering well from this injury." Damian led A Liang and the others to sit beside Nightingale's hospital bed.

"Damn it..." Nightingale, who had adopted a new nickname, looked gloomy, "I'm obviously a nightingale, not a sparrow."

"They all look the same." Damian said indifferently.

"Pooh."

Damian laughed "hehe" twice, and said, "Heal your injury well, maybe you will be discharged from the hospital next month."

"Captain, have you had any missions recently?"

"Not yet." Damian shook his head, "But soon, His Highness greeted me, it will probably be the next two days."

Nightingale glanced at her left arm, the muscles there had already begun to shrink, but it was not obvious yet.

Although the doctor didn't tell him clearly, he knew very well that it was impossible for him to return to the Legion in his life.

"Captain, your communicator is vibrating." The mouse suddenly said, "It's your wife looking for you again?"

Damian made a "cut", glanced at the screen, stepped back and said with a serious expression: "No, this time it's His Highness...I'll go out first."

The phone call didn't take long, and Jiang Yao was always concise.

When Damian hung up the phone, Ah Liang just came out of the ward, looked at Damian, and seemed to have something to say.

"What's wrong?" Damian asked.

"Captain, the task for the next two days..."

"Oh, that." Damian said calmly, "You don't need to participate in that, I have to act alone."

A Liang: "..."

"Just sneak in and catch a few people." Damian said in a relaxed tone.