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

The wind on the island stopped, the clouds in the sky parted, and everything calmed down.

Few insects began to sing in the air, and the golden rays of the sun shone through the clouds on the island, which seemed to be thriving, and the weather became mild.

The giant eagle soaring in the sky disappeared.

Gao Yingjie calmly stood up straight and turned his head to look at Liu Fei.Wang Jiexi fell behind him, the cold blade and long scythe still stuck in his chest.

"Sister Liu." Gao Yingjie looked at her and said, "Long time no see."

Liu Fei froze in place, not even knowing how to react.It wasn't until Gao Yingjie's huge black wings slowly spread that she thought of raising her gun to shoot.

Gao Yingjie lightly flapped his wings and flew into the air, looking down at Liu Fei who didn't know his tears had already flowed down his face.Her eyes were ruthless, all she knew was to grit her teeth and shoot desperately.He shook his head regretfully: "It's useless, Sister Liu, you can't kill me, and the captain—"

He turned his head to look at Wang Jiexi's body on the ground: "He's already dead."

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Liu Fei screamed, almost losing her mind and shooting continuously. For the first time in her life, she felt that she could not undo anything with her own strength.

The bullets that were almost woven into a dense net hit Gao Yingjie's giant wings.His eyes darkened for a moment, and then he spread his wings, and the black feathers flew towards Liu Fei overwhelmingly like sharp swords, completely sealing off all of Liu Fei's movements.

Liu Fei's left leg was broken, her arms were injured, and she was half kneeling on the ground, but she still held her gun in her hand.She raised her head and stared at Gao Yingjie fiercely.

Gao Yingjie raised his hand, and the black arrow feathers hovered in front of Liu Fei, waiting for his order to shoot through Liu Fei's body.

The breeze blew away the broken hair on Liu Fei's neck.Gao Yingjie caught a glimpse of the thin silver chain around her neck, and was stunned for a moment.

It was a gift from Gao Yingjie to Liu Fei on her birthday.After he broke up with Wei Herb, he thought that Liu Fei had already thrown away the things he gave him.

Liu Fei is still wearing it, and has always been wearing it.

Gao Yingjie waved his hand, and all the dense black feathers let go of their strength. With the breeze, they gently fell to the ground, and then disappeared.

He took a deep look at Liu Fei, didn't say anything more, just flapped his huge black wings and gradually disappeared into the distant sky.

Ye Xiu eliminated the last trace of intrusion, and turned off a computer.He turned his gaze to another display screen, on which the latest battle data was scrolling.

The cleaning of the southern island was completed, Sun Xiang was seriously injured, and Zhou Zekai was overdrawn.

The cleaning of the southeast island was completed, Chu Yunxiu was overdrawn, and Han Wenqing assisted in directing the finishing work.

The cleaning of the eastern island was completed, and Yang Cong was in charge of finishing the work. Fang Shiqian's mental network experienced strong fluctuations.

The entire island of H Island has been sealed off, and all the experimental bases have been suppressed and controlled. Yu Wenzhou was seriously injured and retreated, Yu Feng was seriously injured and still commanded the finishing work on his behalf. Zou Yuan's torture has made a breakthrough, and the latest data on the development of mutants and other top-secret reports have begun. There is a steady stream of postbacks.

Ye Xiu let out a long breath, raised his hand and pinched the gap between his eyebrows.

Fang Shiqian had imagined many different scenarios, once he found out that Wang Jiexi had died in battle, what would he do.

Maybe you will be extremely angry, and then grab the guy at hand and rush into the most dangerous battlefield to kill the enemy bravely.Maybe he will be extremely sad, and then he will regain his emotions and continue to lead Tiny Herb for him.Maybe it will be a setback, although this situation basically does not happen to him.

But when he returned to Wang Jiexi's command position with the large army and saw Wang Jiexi lying on the ground for the first time, his first reaction was to laugh out loud.

"Stop pretending." Fang Shiqian walked up to Wang Jiexi with a smile, stretched out his foot and kicked his waist, "The cleaning is done, and now the island is all our own people."

Wang Jiexi didn't respond, and was still lying on the ground.

Fang Shiqian turned his head and looked at Liu Fei: "Is the hallucination you are doing so high-end now?"

Liu Fei was still kneeling on the ground, and Xiao Yun was helping her to bandage her wound urgently. She seemed to feel no pain, and kept staring at Wang Jiexi, as if desperately trying to see a trace of life from him.

She didn't answer Fang Shiqian's question, but just sat there blankly.Xiao Yun, who was bandaging her wound, also slowly stopped, looking at her incredulously.

Everyone fell silent.

"Impossible." Liu Xiaobie muttered, trying to open his blood-swollen eyes and staring at Liu Fei.

Tiny Herb's team members imagined many ways to die on the battlefield, and made full psychological preparations.But none of them thought that their captain would die in battle one day.

"Hahahahahaha." Fang Shiqian's eyes began to flicker, he squatted down in disbelief, and squeezed Wang Jiexi's face.

"Hey, your teammates are watching you, get up quickly."

The skin at his fingertips was cold, lifeless, and extremely real at the same time.

Fang Shiqian stared blankly at Wang Jiexi until he saw the blood gradually overflowing from Wang Jiexi's back.

Fang Shiqian's incomparably stable and calm mental barrier, which had been hanging over the small island, began to experience strong turmoil. Every sentinel who accepted his attunement cut off his spiritual link because they couldn't stand the turmoil.Yang Cong winked at Xu Bin, telling him to be ready to stop Fang Shiqian's further collapse at any time.

However, Fang Shiqian's shaking only lasted for a moment.He quickly calmed down, and stretched out his hand to check Wang Jiexi's physical condition.

The other members of the two teams looked at him silently, not knowing how to persuade him to stop this futile work.

In the silence, Fang Shiqian suddenly said calmly, "He's not dead yet."

His voice was composed with the restraint of excitement, and the calm ending trembled slightly.

Fang Shiqian raised his head and looked at his team members seriously: "Wang Jiexi is still alive."

In the next moment, Xu Bin immediately laid down his wide-area mental barriers, replacing Fang Shiqian and continuing to appease the mental nets of other fighters who had not calmed down.Yang Cong raised his hand to signal that all the fighters who had received Li Xuan's replica body implanted simultaneously triggered the multi-point transmission. Fang Shiqian hugged Wang Jiexi and passed all the requests almost at the same time.

Open your eyes again, they have come to the space hall.Dozens of medical officers had already been waiting for the battle, and when they saw the soldiers returning, they rushed over and surrounded them with medical equipment, giving priority to the seriously injured patients.Wang Jiexi was directly pushed into the operating room while lying on the operating bed.

Fang Shiqian, standing outside the chaotic crowd, refused everyone's questions and conversations.He tried his best to suppress his violent heartbeat, felt desperately, and repeatedly confirmed the faint heartbeat that was almost negligible in his palm.

Fang Shiqian has never been afraid of anything in his life, but now he thinks that he has experienced all the ups and downs in his life today.

Ye Xiu gave the last order to evacuate, and then completely shut down the computer.

This World War I was an effective and direct major battle between the rebel army and the army. It directly destroyed all the test points of the army, cut off all the experimental data, and eliminated the possibility of the army to further manufacture war machines.Ye Xiu led all his fighters to win this battle beautifully, but at the same time it was very tragic.

At this time, the office of the alliance chairman was very quiet. There was no sound of the host computer running, no notification sound of battle data update, and no electrical noise from the loudspeaker.

Ye Xiu stood in the death-like silence of the room and gently closed his eyes.

There was no way he could go all the way with a clear conscience.He asked himself that he had made as many mistakes as he had accomplished.

How many lives have disappeared from his hands.Ye Xiu didn't want to escape, he had reminded himself countless times in the dead of night that it was Ye Xiu who killed those lives with his own hands, and he admitted it all.

In the eyes of others, Ye Xiu never hesitated to kill decisively and strategize.Because of his correctness and decisiveness, people trust him and trust him with their lives.

But trust is also a heavy burden.

When Ye Xiu was a little-known sentinel, he once made a bet with Su Muqiu on his way home from a cleaning mission.

Su Muqiu said, small bets are meaningless, big bets can't be done, so what's the point of betting.

Ye Xiu lit a cigarette leisurely, since he's fine now, let's play casually.

Su Muqiu looked at the sky full of stars, thought for a while, and looked at Ye Xiu with a smile in the gentle night breeze.

Then bet——Su Muqiu stretched out his voice, betting on whether we can change the world.

Ye Xiu exhaled the smoke, the smoke cleared, and he smiled crisply and heartily.

OK.Ye Xiu said, what are you betting on?

I haven't eaten meat for a long time.Su Muqiu's eyes sparkled, and he smiled crookedly, so let's gamble on Dongpo's meat.

At this time, Ye Xiu was standing alone in the room symbolizing the highest power of the alliance, holding top-secret data that could affect the entire battle situation.He led a group of colleagues and just won an extremely important battle, but he was not happy at all.

How many people died.There was no one around him.

There is no one to celebrate the victory, the dead are long gone, the devastated mountains and rivers welcome the triumphant return, and no one sings and sings.

look.Ye Xiu said silently in his heart.

This is the world we are going to change.

This is a world reborn in blood.

More and more people began to gather in the space.Samsara and Void are back, Misty Rain and Tyranny are back, all seriously injured people from Lan Yu and Baihua have been sent back, and the others are still stationed on Island H waiting for Ye Xiu's next order.

As soon as Yu Wenzhou was teleported into the space, he was immediately pushed to the operating room.His battle suit was so soaked in blood that the doctor couldn't even tell where the gap between the cloth and the skin was.

Chu Yunxiu and Zhou Zekai refused the care of the medical staff and asked them to treat the soldiers who were more seriously injured than them.

They all won, but none of them wanted to celebrate.

Everyone was silent, bandaged their wounds, arranged their grooming, and prepared to bury their dead comrades.

The remains of some people were brought back, while the remains of some people could not be completely preserved, and they would sleep on the battlefield forever.

There are many people in the huge space, but only the sound of medical equipment colliding can be heard.

This is their victory.

Ye Xiu watched Su Mucheng push the door in from the outside, he sorted out his emotions, and continued to put on a nonchalant expression.

Su Mucheng looked at him for a while, and then directly asked about the business: "Should we go directly to Island H now?"

"Go directly." Ye Xiu straightened his uniform, walked out of the office with his saber and database, "Let's replace Lan Yu and Bai Hua."

There is no Su Muqiu, and there is no Dongpo meat.No one would praise Ye Xiu for his victory, no one would praise him.And Ye Xiu just threw himself into the next battle immediately, and didn't even have time to go back and look at his colleagues who fought with him.

He knows that war is a race against time, and he doesn't have much time to mourn the spring and autumn.

Ye Xiu sat on the exclusive plane, closed his eyes for the first time in a week and let himself fall into a light sleep.

It was late, and the night was dark.The people gathered in the space each found a place to rest and scattered, only some slightly wounded soldiers were still picking up the gauze and other blood-stained waste on the ground.

The lights in several operating rooms were still on, and there were people waiting quietly outside.

Fang Shiqian and the rest of Tiny Herb's team members stood guard in front of Wang Jiexi's operating room. Liu Xiaobie and Yuan Baiqing were bandaged up to the point that they were no different from mummies, and they stubbornly held on to the wheels of their wheelchairs and refused to leave.

Finally, the lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor came out first.

He looked at the Tiny Herb team members who quickly surrounded them, took off their masks and went straight to the point where they were most concerned: "Team Wang is alive and rescued."

The doctor looked at a group of Tiny Herb team members who were relieved and began to realize the pain on their bodies, and continued: "But it is still a serious injury, and we need to continue to observe. What the wounded need most is to rest, no matter who it is."

The last sentence, he said to everyone in front of him.As soon as he finished speaking, several doctors and nurses pushed Wang Jiexi's bed and walked out.

Wang Jiexi was still in a coma, lying under the quilt with a hanging bottle, his face was still pale, but he could see his chest rising and falling obviously.

Fang Shiqian put on the airs of the vice-captain, scattered Tiny Herb's team members, and followed Wang Jiexi to the intensive care unit.

He rejected the doctor's offer to let him rest, and just sat by Wang Jiexi's bed, staring at Wang Jiexi with his eyes wide open for a moment, as if he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, Wang Jiexi would stop breathing.

If there is no watch in the space, it is impossible to tell the passage of time.Fang Shiqian didn't know how long he sat by Wang Jiexi's side, maybe an hour, maybe a day.

He only felt that the strength in his whole body was being pulled by Wang Jiexi's shallow breathing, as if he would shatter if he moved slightly.He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to leave.

Finally he saw Wang Jiexi slowly opened his eyes, Fang Shiqian didn't even dare to take a breath, and just stared at him.

Wang Jiexi blinked his eyes, looked around his environment, then slowly turned his head in pain, and saw Fang Shiqian beside him.

So he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and gave Fang Shiqian a very, very shallow smile that was almost invisible.

Fang Shiqian instantly felt that his hands and feet had become his own, his heart was his own, his soul had returned, and everything in his body had returned to his original position.

He watched Wang Jiexi move his lips.The brain of Fang Shiqian who came back to life immediately became active. He thought, Wang Jiexi's first sentence was I'm back, you should rest assured that I'm fine, or Fang Shiqian I like you.

No matter what he wanted to say, Fang Shiqian decided to just answer him, I love you.

He always acts like that on TV, and if he says such things under such circumstances, basically the rest of his life is his own.

It was only 2 minutes since Wang Jiexi escaped from death, Fang Shiqian played him a despicable trick in his heart.

As a result, Wang Jiexi moved his lips and said hoarsely, "Where is Gao Yingjie's weapon?"

Fang Shiqian stuffed his mouth with blood, and couldn't get up or down.

He rolled his eyes, ignored Wang Jiexi, and was about to get up to call the doctor, but Wang Jiexi grabbed his hand.

Wang Jiexi's strength hadn't recovered yet, but he used all his strength to hold Fang Shiqian back.

He looked into Fang Shiqian's eyes, and asked solemnly, "Where is Gao Yingjie's weapon?"

Fang Shiqian looked at Wang Jiexi with a complicated expression, looked at him for a while, and then answered him, "Yes, I keep it in my room."

"Take it for testing." Wang Jiexi let go of Fang Shiqian's hand with a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Fang Shiqian didn't move, but looked at him seriously.

Wang Jiexi also looked back at him: "Gao Yingjie did it on purpose. He didn't kill me on purpose. He left the weapon behind. This is a signal from him."

Gao Yingjie, who returned to the military headquarters, did not immediately report the battle situation to his superiors.He first returned to his room and changed into a new uniform.

When putting on his shirt in front of the mirror, Gao Yingjie saw his own reflection in the mirror.His hands that were buttoning the buttons stopped slightly. The boy in the mirror had a thin body, with a morbid paleness, and he couldn't see the feeling of war.

Gao Yingjie looked at his heart, the organ called the heart by humans was beating steadily.However, Gao Yingjie understood that from the moment he was created, his heart was transplanted into the monitor of the military department.His every move is under the surveillance of the military department, and there is no blind spot where he can hide himself.

The war machines created by the military were originally not allowed to have emotions.

Gao Yingjie continued to put on his uniform in front of the mirror, and then carefully hid the red string on his wrist into his cuff.

He sighed, turned and walked out the door.