[Fang Wang] [Whistle Xiang] I don't want to talk

Wang Jiexi had never seen Liu Xiaobie show such an expression, as if he didn't know how to organize his words, it was completely different from his usual eloquent expression.

Liu Xiaobie said: "Captain, Lao Deng is not well."

The roar of the helicopter behind him hadn't stopped. Fang Shiqian had just changed into a clean uniform on the plane and got down to follow behind Wang Jiexi.Wang Jiexi looked at Liu Xiaobie, and his heart suddenly sank.

He calmly said: "Don't worry, just talk about it, what happened to him when he was promoted."

Liu Xiaobie raised his head, his two beautiful eyebrows were knit together, and there were complex emotions in his eyes.

He said: "Captain, Deng Fusheng died."

There is a lot of smog in City B today. It is already night at this moment, and the moon and stars cannot be seen in the sky.

Wang Jiexi's thoughts froze for a moment: "What's going on?"

"We are not very clear about the specific situation. We received a temporary mission this morning, and most of the team members went to the war zone. Only Lao Deng and Liang Fang were left in the base. After dinner, Lao Deng returned to the office building first, and Liang Fang returned to the dormitory Later, Liang Fang heard that there was a change in the office building, and when he arrived, Lao Deng was gone." Liu Xiaobie obviously couldn't continue, but he still insisted on raising his head and reported the whole situation, "he I'm almost out of breath."

"Take me there." Wang Jiexi winked at Fang Shiqian, and immediately followed Liu Xiaobie towards the office building.

Liu Xiaobie took them to the innermost end of the corridor on the fifth floor of the office building, Tiny Herb's archive room.Almost the entire team had already gathered there. When they saw Wang Jiexi and Fang Shiqian, they silently retreated to the sides to make way for them.

Wang Jiexi saw Deng Fusheng's body at a glance.He was lying on the ground with a white cloth covering his body. Liang Fang squatted not far from him, never looking up.

Fang Shiqian stepped forward first, squatted down, and lifted the white cloth covering Deng Fusheng's body for Wang Jiexi.

Deng Fusheng's expression was very peaceful, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was no obvious trauma.He was still wearing Tiny Herb's military uniform, the tie was neatly tied, and the belt buckle around his waist was neat, it was originally stained with blood, but Liang Fang wiped it clean bit by bit.

At this moment, he seems to have fallen into a good sleep.Only his right hand was holding something so tightly that he couldn't break it apart.

Fang Shiqian also noticed it, he stroked Deng Fusheng's hand, and tried hard to break it away, but Deng Fusheng's hand was clenched too tightly, as if he had put all his strength on this one hand.Fang Shiqian gritted his teeth and ruthlessly opened his fingers one by one. There was always a voice in his heart screaming hoarsely reminding him not to shed tears, it must not be, this is his responsibility as the vice-captain.

What Deng Fusheng held in his hand was his own black box and a small black body fragment.

Wang Jiexi understood at a glance that this was the last message Deng Fusheng desperately sent to himself.

"Bie, you give all the things in Fusheng's hands to the laboratory, and let them report to me tomorrow morning." He restrained the sour feeling surging up in his heart, and explained calmly.

Then he walked up to Liang Fang.Liang Fang squatted beside Deng Fusheng's body from the beginning to the end, burying his face in his hands. Even when Wang Jiexi was already standing in front of him, his posture didn't change a bit.

"Stand up." Wang Jiexi stood in front of Liang Fang, looking down at him condescendingly.

Liang Fang didn't move.

"Liang Fang." Wang Jiexi lowered his voice with coercion.

Liang Fang raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot.He stood up, still feeling immense anger and sadness on his body.

"Tell me everything you see and hear." As if deliberately ignoring Liang Fang's grief and indignation at the moment, Wang Jiexi first issued an unquestionable order.

Liang Fang tried his best to restrain his emotions: "I rushed over when I heard the sound of fighting in the office building. When I arrived, I saw that Fusheng was fighting with a person at the door of the reference room. There were no lights in the corridor at that time. , I suspect that the other party deliberately destroyed it."

He paused for a while, and then continued: "I launched an attack directly on the opponent, but the opponent saw my reinforcements and retreated a certain distance. My attack caused him serious injuries. Maybe he felt that it was difficult to retreat, so he directly chose Self-destruct."

"Explode?" Wang Jiexi frowned.

Liang Fang nodded: "But the strange thing is that after he blew himself up, he left no trace of the explosion, nor did he leave any fragments of the body."

Both Wang Jiexi and Fang Shiqian fell silent.

"Go ahead." Wang Jiexi signaled Liang Fang.

"I went to check on Fusheng's injuries. At that time, Fusheng was still conscious. He said that he had a serious abdominal injury and that there was no need to save him." Liang Fang said, his eyes turned red again, "He walked in my arms."

"If only I could have come earlier," he said, "if only I could have come earlier."

He stared fiercely at Wang Jiexi with his blood-red eyes, and said word by word, "Captain, I'm going to kill them."

Wang Jiexi looked at him silently, his gaze was straightforward.Liang Fang also responded to Wang Jiexi's gaze, his eyes seemed to be burning with an unquenchable flame of rage, while Wang Jiexi's eyes were like a bottomless calm sea.

Gradually Liang Fang calmed down, but he still stared at Wang Jiexi with his head held high.Wang Jiexi looked at him, and said slowly, "There's no rush."

His voice was very soft, but in Liang Fang's ears, there was no calmer, more deadly killing intent than this.

Wang Jiexi turned his head and looked at Deng Fusheng's closed eyes again: "What else did he say?"

"No." Liang Fang said, "He walked very peacefully."

"Very good." Wang Jiexi turned around, facing all the players of Team Tiny Herb present.He looked at the same sadness and anger on their faces, at the Tiny Herb emblems on their chests and right arms.

Wang Jiexi said: "Since he passed away peacefully, we shouldn't wallow in sorrow."

He looked at Fang Shiqian who was standing opposite, and said solemnly, "Tonight we will see off Fusheng."

Deng Fusheng's funeral was held in a smaller room next to the proposed training ground.This place is usually used as a training ground for guides. As Tiny Herb's guide, Deng Fusheng spends most of the day here every day. Day after day, he has been a member of Tiny Herb for many years.

When Wang Jiexi walked into the room, Tiny Herb's entire team had already assembled.The team members lined up neatly in front of Deng Fusheng's body, and everyone wore the most solemn military uniform and a meticulous bow tie.Each wore white gloves and a saber of honor at his waist.

This is the highest respect they can give to a colleague as soldiers.They stood up straight, quietly and solemnly, meticulously.

There were other people on either side of the room.There are scientific researchers in the laboratory, medical officers in the medical team, surveyors who often team up with Deng Fusheng on missions, and many other logistics personnel who have been taken care of by Deng Fusheng.Everyone was dressed in neat black suits, standing there silently and firmly.

As Tiny Herb's guide, Deng Fusheng is usually low-key and gentle, and everyone wants to get closer to him.He doesn't have any position or title in the team, but every time Wang Jiexi and Fang Shiqian go out on a mission, everyone always prefers to listen to his command, and he has never failed everyone's trust, and has been silently giving everything for the entire team .

To Tiny Herb, he is like an invisible vice-captain.Always stand behind humbly, but will stand up without hesitation at the most critical moment.

Even at the last moment of his life, with the body of a guide, relying on his own strength, he still did not hesitate to fight against the sentinel-level mutants that were dozens or even hundreds of times more dangerous and stronger than him.Not enough strength, he bought time with his life.Tiny Herb's top-secret information was not leaked, and Wang Jiexi got more information about the enemy through him.

It's just such a person who has already gained the respect of everyone in Tiny Herb unconsciously.

Wang Jiexi walked to his coffin.He had already been put on the same military uniform as the others.His face was calm, as if he was in a deep sleep, and the saber at his waist was like a deep pool of autumn water.

On his chest he wears the Medal of Honor, Third Class.Wang Jiexi still remembered that it was a time when he and Deng Fusheng teamed up for a mission, and after he destroyed the enemy's mental attack network at the risk of being backlashed and his own mental barrier destroyed, the government awarded him an honor.

He never fights, but silently tries his best to do what he should do.

At this moment, he was lying there quietly, covered with a flat national flag.At the beginning of the alliance's establishment, in order to prevent military independence, it reached an agreement with the government to accept the highest management of the government and become a semi-regular militarized civil organization.Therefore, every sentinel and guide who died in the alliance will eventually be covered with the national flag that symbolizes the highest honor of the country.

Wang Jiexi looked at him with a complicated expression. This was the first time he had shown his true feelings since he learned of Deng Fusheng's sacrifice.Only he and a very small group of people know that Deng Fusheng did not die for the country.He died of political intrigue, of ugly calculations.He died for his loyalty, and neither the government nor the military deserved to crown his soul.

The turbulent emotions in his heart were stirring and clamoring, urging Wang Jiexi to do something.This was the first time he lost his calm and restraint in front of everyone in Tiny Herb.He lifted off the national flag covering Deng Fusheng's body and threw it to the ground with a strong wave.

Seeing this, Fang Shiqian, who was always standing behind him, immediately walked over to Yuan Baiqing who was standing at the head of the team. He tore off the Tiny Herb team flag from Yuan Baiqing's hand, turned around and handed it to Wang Jiexi.

Wang Jiexi gently covered the Tiny Herb team flag on Deng Fusheng's body, smoothing out the wrinkles on the green flag.

He looked at Deng Fusheng and said softly, "Don't worry, Fusheng, you're home."

Fang Shiqian took the lead and stood in front of him with his saber drawn, and Tiny Herb's other team members stood at attention and drew their sabers at the same time. The cold blade's solemn voice cut across the air neatly, and every pair of eyes behind the blade were determined.

Liang Fang, who was standing in the line, clenched his teeth tightly, desperately holding back his tears.

Everyone in Tiny Herb is like this.

In their view, this is a signal.This represented that their captain had made up his mind to lead them on a path of resistance.

Whether the end of the road is light or dark, no one knows.Even Wang Jiexi himself didn't know.But at that moment, every Tiny Herb person had only one belief in their hearts, which was to follow Tiny Herb's captain to earn the answer they deserved.

Tiny Herb's soul should rest in peace.Each of them is willing to die for it.

In the early hours of the morning, Fang Shiqian walked back from his office after finishing some trivial matters. When he passed by Deng Fusheng's office on the second floor, he saw light shining through the crack in the door.He opened the door and went in, and saw Wang Jiexi standing alone in the empty room.

Hearing the noise, Wang Jiexi turned his head, saw that it was Fang Shiqian, and nodded slightly.

"It's not easy." He said, "I knew that the higher authorities would secretly purge and investigate secretly, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."

Fang Shiqian walked into the room and closed the door behind his back.

"You've had a little time today." Fang Shiqian said, "Although I laid out the detection line in the dark from the beginning, I can't fully guarantee that everyone in Tiny Herb is safe. Fusheng's black box and debris inspection Is the report out?"

"Not yet." Wang Jiexi said, turning his head to look at Deng Fusheng's room.

The incandescent lamps on the ceiling of Deng Fusheng's office were not as bright as those in Wang Jiexi's room.There were still unfinished documents on his desk that needed to be sent to Fang Shiqian for review.

There is a pot of Chlorophytum on his windowsill, which has not yet bloomed, and the light green leaves hang down long, very lush.

Fang Shiqian followed Wang Jiexi's gaze to see the flowers on the windowsill, and he said, "I'll take the pot to my office tomorrow, and I'll grow the flowers from now on."

Wang Jiexi nodded and turned to face Fang Shiqian.

"We must win," he said earnestly, repeating, "We must win."

Fang Shiqian looked at him.

"We must win."

He responded to Wang Jiexi like this, his body as motionless as a mountain.