Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces.

The old fox and his companions felt as if a huge rock was weighing them down, so heavy that it was suffocating.

Their faces were ashen, their eyes were filled with grief and self-blame, and they walked slowly towards the lifeless Hades, step by step, as if dragging a heavy burden.

Unexpectedly, this mission would end in such a tragic ending. They lost a good brother who had shared life and death with them.

If they had known earlier, they shouldn't have been so reckless and should have firmly opposed letting Yan Wang be an undercover agent.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world...

Looking at the King of Hell lying there quietly, his once resolute and energetic face had now become lifeless, like a cold sculpture. The emotion of regret was like a turbulent undercurrent, surging wildly in their hearts.

The old fox and others stretched out their trembling hands and gently lifted the body of the King of Hell. Every movement was cautious, yet revealed endless heaviness and reluctance.

Their gazes remained on the King of Hell, as if they wanted to engrave his appearance deeply in their hearts. Tears welled up in their eyes, but they tried hard not to let them fall.

Just as they were about to board the plane, they discovered that Lei Zhan had also fainted.

They looked at each other helplessly, and finally two of them separated to carry Lei Zhan onto the plane.

He Chenguang and others watched this scene from a distance in silence.

On normal days, they might have disagreements with the Thor Commandos and their styles of doing things might be different, but at this moment, the departure of the King of Hell filled their hearts with the same deep sadness.

After all, they are all comrades in arms wearing military uniforms and shouldering missions, marching side by side on the road of defending the country.

Yan Wang’s sacrifice also made them deeply realize the cruelty of war and how fragile life is in the face of war.

Looking at this scene, An Ran sighed deeply, the feeling of self-blame gnawing at her heart like a poisonous snake, "How could it turn out like this? It's all my fault. The King of Hell must have saved me..."

Her voice was tearful, tears welled up in her eyes, and the guilt in her heart almost drowned her.

If it weren't for her, Yan Wang might not have participated in this dangerous operation, let alone lost his life. I am like the culprit, pushing Yan Wang into the abyss of death with my own hands...

An Ran squatted down, unable to help sobbing, tears welling up in her eyes, she kept muttering: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault... If I had been more cautious, if I had discovered those dangerous signs in advance, Yan Wang would not... He was still so young, with so many bright futures, but because of me..."

Words of self-blame continued to pour out of An Ran's mouth, and her body trembled slightly, as if being swallowed by endless pain.

Seeing this, Chen Haonan gently squatted down, like a gentle and reliable adult, stretched out his hand and gently stroked An Ran's head, and whispered to comfort her: "Wife, don't blame yourself like this anymore. Yan Wang's sacrifice is a tragedy, but it is not your fault. We are in a cruel battle, full of unknowns and variables. No one can accurately predict every detail. Yan Wang gave his life for justice and for our common mission. His sacrifice is great, and his spirit will always inspire us. What we have to do is not to indulge in self-blame, but to carry on with his beliefs and move forward. We can't let his sacrifice be in vain."

An Ran raised her tear-stained face, looked at Chen Haonan with tearful eyes, and said with a thick nasal voice: "But, if I hadn't been arrested, the King of Hell wouldn't have come to save me, he wouldn't... I really can't forgive myself, Xiao Hao, what do you think I should do?"

Chen Haonan gently held An Ran's hand, looking at her firmly and tenderly, and said, "Wife, you have to understand that Yan Wang chose to save you because he is a soldier. He shoulders the mission of protecting everyone. This is his duty and his honor. If any of his comrades were in danger, he would step forward without hesitation. You can't take all the responsibility on yourself. This is also a disrespect for Yan Wang's sacrifice. What he wants to see is that we can continue to face everything bravely, instead of you immersing yourself in self-blame like this."

An Ran bit her lip, tears still flowing: "I know you are doing this for my own good, but every time I think of the King of Hell... I can't help but wonder, if I could have done better, would this not have happened..."

Chen Haonan gently embraced An Ran in his arms, hugged her tightly, and said, "Wife, no one is perfect. We are all responsible for what happened this time. We can't just blame you. What we have to do is to learn lessons from this experience and prevent such tragedies from happening again. Although the King of Hell is gone, his spirit will always be with us. We must carry his faith and move forward more firmly. Think about it, what does the King of Hell value most? Isn't it that we can complete the mission and protect the country and the people? Only if we live well and continue to work hard for this goal can we be worthy of his sacrifice."

An Ran nodded slightly in Chen Haonan's arms, and her crying gradually became smaller, but the feeling of self-blame still lingered in her heart and was difficult to dissipate easily.

She whispered: "Xiaohao, I will try my best to adjust myself, but... I really need some time."

Chen Haonan patted An Ran's back gently. "I know, daughter-in-law, I will always be with you. No matter what time, you are not alone. Let's get through this difficult time together and complete our mission together."

At this moment, the huge roar of the helicopter broke the depressing atmosphere.

Chen Haonan quickly arranged for He Chenguang and others to lift the seriously injured Premier Wen, hurriedly boarded the plane and headed to the hospital.

Mr. Wen’s injuries are extremely serious. Every second matters to his life and death. He must receive professional treatment immediately without any delay.

After everything was arranged, Chen Haonan and others drove back to Langya.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was solemn, with only the low roar of the engine echoing in the silent compartment.

Chen Haonan broke the silence, looking at An Ran with a serious and slightly fierce face, "Wife, let's talk about something serious. From now on, you must report to me every time you carry out a mission. You are not only an important member of the Magic Pill Base, but also my future wife. I can't watch you fall into danger like this again."

Anran lowered her head silently, feeling mixed emotions.

Thinking about the whole process of this mission, she felt more and more that she was too arrogant and overestimated her own and President Wen's intelligence capabilities. She thought she could successfully complete the mission based on her own judgment, but ignored the huge risks hidden in it.

Yes, if she had reported to Chen Haonan first, perhaps this tragedy could have been avoided.

Thinking of this, her self-blame became stronger.

Chen Haonan noticed An Ran's emotions and comforted her again in a soft voice: "Wife, don't blame yourself anymore. Now that it has happened, we must face it bravely. As long as you report to me every time you carry out a mission in the future, I will use all my abilities and resources to do my best to ensure your safety. We can't let Yan Wang's sacrifice be meaningless. We must learn lessons from this experience and become more cautious and stronger."

"I know." An Ran nodded slightly.

The next moment, Chen Haonan suddenly took out a pen and paper from his backpack and handed it to An Ran with a serious look on his face. "Wife, words are not enough. Now write a letter of guarantee, promising that you must report to me in advance for every mission you carry out in the future."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I've already promised you, there's no need to be so formal, right?"

Chen Haonan looked at An Ran seriously and explained earnestly: "This is not just a formality, but to make you pay more attention to this matter, because it's not just Director Wen who is a tiankeng, there are also tiankengs inside the Wolf Fang."

An Ran was startled and asked hurriedly, "Are you talking about Lei Zhan? Could it be that he..."

Chen Haonan shook his head slowly and looked away, "No, it's not Lei Zhan, there is another old tiankeng hidden deeper."

As he spoke, he glanced at He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu inconspicuously, but in the end he did not say their names.

After all, these three people were discovered by that guy, and it is not good to talk about them behind their backs.

Then, Chen Haonan turned around and said to He Chenguang and the others with a serious face: "Listen carefully, no matter who asks you to cooperate in carrying out any mission in the future, you must get my approval. Now, each of you must write me a letter of guarantee with no less than 1000 words. I want you to deeply understand the importance of mission reporting. Don't let a moment of negligence lead to serious consequences like this time."

Wang Yanbing couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, his eyes widened as he said, "Sister-in-law only wrote a few dozen words, but we have to write a thousand? The gap is too big! This is too unfair!"