An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 44 Many crises
But in the instant their eyes met, Meng Youyou pierced through the thick chaos and recognized those captivating eyes.

Meng Youyou blinked several times in quick succession to signal to him.

Seeing her reaction, Huo Qingshan understood immediately. He slowly released her hands, then drew a military knife from his waist and precisely cut the rope around her wrists.

With two soft "sizzle" sounds, the restraints broke, and her hands and feet regained their freedom. Meng Youyou tried to stand up, but due to the long period of curling up and the sudden return of consciousness, her body went limp uncontrollably.

Huo Qingshan reacted quickly, stretching out his long arm to firmly embrace her waist and pull her towards him.

Meng Youyou instinctively placed her hands on the man's broad, firm shoulders as if using them for leverage.

My head was spinning, and I unconsciously leaned against the man's neck.

"Were you scared?" The voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of reassurance.

Huo Qingshan felt the small head nestled in the crook of his neck shake slightly, his skin brushing against the delicate tip of the nose. Then a weak voice came: "I haven't eaten all day, I have low blood sugar and I'm dizzy."

"How about we catch a fish and make soup when we go out later?"

What a jerk! He still has the mood to joke around at a time like this.

Meng Youyou: "..."

What should I do if I don't want to drink fish soup and want to bite someone?
Huo Qingshan helped Meng Youyou steady herself, then bent down and half-squatted in front of her. "Get on, I'll carry you out."

Meng Youyou didn't intend to be stubborn and immediately obeyed and climbed up.

……

Huo Qingshan, carrying Meng Youyou, had just escaped the Blue Army's encampment and successfully reunited with Zhong Heng and his group, who were retreating from another direction.

But their good fortune didn't last long. The Blue Army soon discovered the "corpse" that Huo Qingshan and his men had dealt with, realized that the key prisoner of war had been rescued, and quickly organized a counterattack to encircle and annihilate them.

The Blue Army's strategic layout differed from that of the Red Army. They allocated their main forces to "controlling prisoners of war" and "preventing decapitation," while the Red Army, to which Huo Qingshan belonged, concentrated its main forces on capturing and planting flags at key points.

This field combat assessment involved multiple parallel missions, taking into account three main components: attacking and defending strongholds, rescuing key intelligence personnel, and decapitation strikes.

The hostage rescue and the decapitation operation were closely linked; only by rescuing the hostages could crucial intelligence be obtained, ultimately leading to a successful decapitation.

Therefore, given the current situation, the Blue Army's troop strength and equipment configuration in the POW control area far exceed those of the group Huo Qingshan brought.

The Blues launched a strong offensive.

Huo Qingshan and Zhong Heng were outnumbered and could clearly sense that the Blue Army was concentrating its firepower on the direction where Huo Qingshan and Meng Youyou were located, and their position seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

The dawn's light, like a sharp blade, tore through the last line of defense of the night, penetrating the branches and leaves of the forest and sprinkling onto the billowing red smoke that continued to rise and swirl.

Under wave after wave of fierce attacks from the enemy, the already small number of Red Army soldiers continued to dwindle.

A sharp whistling sound pierced the noise...

Huo Qingshan caught the abnormality out of the corner of his eye. His eyes narrowed, and he saw the afterimage of the bullet in his pupils. He reacted quickly and pounced on Meng Youyou.

With a powerful push of his feet, he tumbled rapidly on the ground, grabbing the person and sending dirt flying and crushing grass blades.

After the two settled down, Huo Qingshan quickly placed Meng Youyou behind a thick tree trunk and said in a low and urgent voice, "Don't show your face, hide here!" Meng Youyou nodded hurriedly in a daze, her petite figure trembling.

Immediately afterward, the man moved swiftly, crouching down and grabbing the gun in his hand. He braced the butt of the gun against his shoulder, his cheek pressed against the gun barrel, feeling the coolness of the metal against his skin. His gaze, through the sights, locked onto the Blue Army sniper who had just fired, like a falcon locking onto its prey.

The trigger was pulled, a muffled "bang" rang out, and an empty round flew out of the barrel. A plume of blue smoke instantly rose from the enemy sniper's chest—"killed."

Without pausing, Huo Qing shifted his position, turned sideways, extended his arm, aimed, and pulled the trigger again. Blue smoke billowed from the shoulder of the Blue Army soldier at the forefront, his face filled with astonishment, and he could only retreat.

Huo Qing's eyes were sharp as he continued to scan the battlefield, pulling the trigger again and again.

"Rat-a-tat-tat..." The sound of blank rounds was incessant, and the spent cartridges rolled and collided on the ground, gleaming with a cold luster.

Not far away, Zhong Heng's face was flushed, and veins bulged on his forehead. While fighting back with all his might, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Battalion Commander, we can't hold on much longer! The Blue Army is trying to outflank us from the west!"

The Blue Army's firepower formed an impenetrable net, pressing forward relentlessly. Figures moved through the red smoke, and the gunfire was so deafening it hurt the eardrums.

Zhong Heng was extremely anxious and shouted in Huo Qingshan's direction, "Take Meng Youyou and go first. She still has the intelligence. We'll hold them off here."

After shouting, Zhong Heng picked up his gun, turned around, and used the tree trunk as cover to fire wildly in the direction the Blue Army was charging.

Gunfire flickered and danced in the dawn's dim light and red smoke, desperately trying to buy Huo Qingshan and his men a chance to break through.

Huo Qingshan acted decisively, quickly bending over and flashing to Meng Youyou's side. He grabbed her arm and hissed, "Come with me!"

Amidst the hail of bullets, Meng Youyou was pulled forward by the man. She gripped his hand tightly, her steps faltering, and she stumbled several times, nearly falling.

Huo Qingshan's body was tense, and his eyes scanned the surroundings warily. Based on his basic understanding of the terrain, he deliberately chose to traverse paths with dense vegetation and good concealment.

Blank bullets whizzed past every now and then, the "whoosh" sound gripping our hearts.

Whenever there was an unusual noise, Huo Qingshan would quickly turn to the side, stretch his arm across, and steadily shield Meng Youyou beneath him. His broad back was like a solid shield, protecting her time and time again.

The two walked briskly, the dry branches and fallen leaves crunching under their feet...

……

Reaching the deepest part of the jungle, where the branches and leaves blocked out the sun, they could faintly hear the sound of flowing water ahead. Huo Qingshan's heart stirred, and he pulled Meng Youyou along the sound. Pushing aside a thicket of bushes, they saw a stream running across the canyon.

Huo Qingshan turned his head and glanced at Meng Youyou.

With just one glance, Meng Youyou understood the worry in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Just do it your way, I'm fine."

This area has experienced abundant rainfall in recent days, resulting in a surge in water volume and a rise in water levels.

As a result, the current was extremely rapid. Huo Qingshan was in the front position, moving forward at an angle, using his body to directly resist the impact of the current, creating a small "buffer zone" for Meng Youyou. Meng Youyou put her left hand on Huo Qingshan's arm and leaned on him. The two of them struggled to move forward in the water.

Suddenly, the two of them stepped on a moss-covered pebble almost simultaneously. Huo Qingshan only staggered slightly before quickly regaining his balance with the help of his powerful core strength.

Just as he staggered, the surging water rushed over his body and headed straight for Meng Youyou's chest. His foot slipped on the slippery stone, and his already exhausted body became even more unable to resist losing its balance. His hand on her arm slipped instantly, and he was swept downstream by the water.

Huo Qingshan's heart clenched, his pupils contracted sharply, and he reached out to grab it with lightning speed, but to no avail.

Watching Meng Youyou being swept further and further away by the stream, Huo Qingshan did not hesitate for a moment and leaped into the raging water.