They will not be separated, as long as they can still fight, they will always be together, travel through life and death together, and live together forever.

Such love is stronger than love that is full of worldly affairs, and love is stronger than gold and unbreakable.

The two of them leaned on each other, survived the desperate struggle and then leaned on each other, and the wind didn't want to disturb them, so they let them sit quietly and speak softly.

"I'm fine, I'm used to it." Her lips left her forehead, and her big hand placed on her shoulder was tightly held. Xia Jinyuan whispered: "Gauze is in the car, and the wound will be treated after getting in the car."

In the wind, his voice was very steady, so steady that she felt relieved. Ye Jian, whose breathing gradually calmed down, no longer rested on his shoulders, but said calmly: "The goal of the Southern Province is solved, and you can return to the battlefield with G3 to find K7!"

The cell phone that kept in touch with the military headquarters was always on her body. As the small envelope was sent, a set of text messages were sent back to the military headquarters.

"Treat the scene before leaving." Xia Jinyuan stood up, let Ye Jian hold his extended hand, and stood up. The coldness in his eyes had not yet emanated. His eyes swept across like a blade, and said indifferently: "Buried them."

The two-hour burial project made Ye Jian’s shoulder sore that he couldn’t lift it up. He had been kicked and injured in the hospital. After being hit and buried, he was pushed one by one, and his shoulder suddenly lost strength and the soreness surged up like a needle.

"Sit for a while, I'll clean up the scene again." Xia Jinyuan helped her sit on a brick. She didn't say it. He could see, "There is no need to support me. The little fox doesn't need to support me in front of his comrades, especially after the battle, when he needs rest and replenish his energy, he must replenish it in time."

"We don't have only one battle, but countless battles."

Ye Jian, who was gritting his teeth, did not force himself to hold on and sat down to relax his shoulders as much as possible. "The shoulders were sore, and I still have the strength to walk on my legs. Give me ten minutes to rest."

"Okay, I need ten minutes to clean up." He went into the battle lightly and didn't even drink saliva. Xia Jinyuan patted her shoulder lightly, and a soft look appeared in his cold and hard eyes, "You are great, Ye Jian, really great!"

Ye Jian looked up and smiled at him. His smile was light, as clear as the wind in the mountains. "I need to work harder and not become a burden to my comrades."

"How could this happen? Do you think you have become a burden to me now?" The soft color became tight, and Xia Jinyuan frowned slightly and said solemnly and seriously: "We don't have a body that is iron-clad, and we will always be tired. Tired does not mean we will become a burden to our comrades. Sometimes we are tired because you are tired to protect our comrades. Such fatigue will definitely not become a burden to our comrades."

"It is because you try your best to protect your comrades and win victory for your comrades. This is not tired, but glorious."

He didn't want her to put too psychological pressure on herself. If there was pressure, he must remember to face it correctly.

She did not understand the burden so much. She correctly understood the burden as inaction in daily life, delaying fighter jets on the battlefield, causing failure to control the battlefield. Such people are the burden.

"Think about it, but remember, don't think about it!" Xia Jinyuan rubbed her head heavily, and his voice was gentle and serious, "Think about it carefully, what is the burden!"

After he finished speaking, Ye Jian laughed as he looked at his tall back as he turned around and left.
Chapter completed!