In fact, after calling her over, Gao Lie didn't do anything or say anything immediately.
He put one hand in his pocket and held the wireless communication device in his other free hand. His posture was casual and he didn't seem to be as nervous as before the war.
Gong Xue raised her head and looked at him quietly.
In the night, the outline of his face was not clearly visible, but only his eyes were as deep as before.
He looked at her very carefully, with a hint of affection in his eyes. If you look carefully, you will see a hint of worry hidden under the affection.
It's not obvious, but as a partner who is connected to his soul, even if he just looks at each other, he can understand the other person's thoughts in an instant.
She smiled softly, took a step forward, and touched his exposed hand.
"What are you worried about? My safety? Or..." Her bright eyes flashed like gems in the night, "Are you worried about what changes will occur in my thoughts after I arrive in Qinghe?"
Gao Lie couldn't help but smile, this smart girl.
It seems that he is worrying too much.
Just when she was about to withdraw her hand and let everything return to nature, he suddenly turned his wrist and even held her delicate palm and wireless communication device in his hand.
She raised her eyes in surprise, her expression slightly unnatural.
He smiled, transferred the intercom to his other hand, and put it in his pocket.
"Others will see it." Gong Xue tried to break free from his hand, but failed after several attempts. He held it tightly, but there was an obvious smile in his eyes.
"Hey..." As if she sensed someone passing by nearby, she called him with a blush and heartbeat.
"I'm not calling him hello."
"...."
Gong Xue closed her eyes and said, "Alie..." very quietly, with a volume that only two people could hear.
You could feel that the big hand holding her trembled, and then he tightened his grip even harder, and even moved forward to pull her light and defenseless body into his arms.
"Don't move. Let me hug you." He leaned into her ear and begged softly.
She kept her eyes closed and didn't struggle too much, because his embrace was so warm and tempting.
Just listen to his voice still swirling in my ears, "You know my worries well. So, no matter whether the next battlefield is Kongka or Qinghe, I hope you will be good, treat the past well, and treat us well
future... Also, take good care of yourself. Remember, you are no longer alone. I am behind you. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, you must remember that I will always be by your side.
Around!"
Gong Xue's body trembled slightly. She lay on Gao Lie's shoulder, feeling extremely peaceful and satisfied.
This man, no, to be precise, this seemingly upright, heroic, non-romantic soldier, has always expressed his deep affection for her in his unique way.
This kind of feeling may not be as vigorous and heart-moving as the love between a man and a woman in this mortal world, but it is as refreshing as a steady stream of water, and it makes her truly feel happy.
The moment they separated, she almost didn't hesitate, stood up on her tiptoes, and pressed a light kiss on his resolute lips.
The contact was very short, but the lingering aftertaste was the same...
Without any further hesitation, he turned around and left.
After taking two steps, she looked back at Gao Lie, who was still there. She rubbed his neck, then took out a shiny object, put it on her lips and kissed her gently again.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and then the corners of his lips raised high...
Early morning.
The military airport on the outskirts of Kongka is still brightly lit.
There are several old-fashioned fighter jets parked at the small airport. They are like a group of old men with osteoporosis, gathered in a corner and taking a nap.
In stark contrast to the old fighter jets, there is a Boeing 747 passenger plane that occupies nearly one-third of the airport.
The passenger plane was illuminated by the strong light from the military towers at the four corners of the airport, shining with dazzling white light. It lay quietly on the ground, like a giant beast that had been dormant, waiting for the day when it was awakened...
The defense facilities around the military airport are tight, and there is a power line fifty meters away from the runway. In order to prevent government troops from entering or blowing up the airport, there are also soldiers from the Allied Forces patrolling here on a regular basis.
Anai and Mowen have been lying in the grass for a while.
Their bodies were covered in red and swollen pimples bitten by insects in the jungle. They were lying motionless in the grass nest, covered in stinky sweat, and it was unbearably itchy.
Mo Wen couldn't help it anymore and moved his butt...
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Anai made a very stern stop motion towards him.
At this moment, the bright light from the tower flashed over, and Anai pressed Mowen's head hard. Their faces were pressed against the dirt, avoiding the inspection of the searchlight.
"Wait a few more minutes... until the patrol comes over, and we'll have a chance." Anai's eyes were dark and focused.
The guards usually start patrolling around the airport in about half an hour. Due to limited troop strength, there are only three guards at a time. Anai knew this information in advance. It turned out that a veteran who was with him was transferred from the airport.
He told Anai that it was easy to live in the airport, the food was good, and the work was light, but his life was not good and he was thrown into the battlefield after only a few days of happiness.
The veteran also told Anai that the soldiers at the airport were bored catching flies a lot of the time, so their defenses were very lax, and the power supply was useless and often ran out of power.
Mowen got a little excited and poked Anai, "Are we going to kill them?"
It seems like this is the only way to sneak into the airport.
Anai shook his head and said: "No, we don't want to shoot our compatriots. Just knock them unconscious. We just want to leave Kongka."
"Oh." Mowen nodded sensibly.
After a while, the sound of conversations could be heard in the distance.
As we got closer, we saw three guards carrying firearms but not much defensiveness.
"We have to walk faster. There is an extra meal tonight. It says there is meat, but when we got back late, we even ran out of broth!" one of them reminded his companions.
"You have to hurry up. After dinner, I have to deliver food to the people on the plane. They have been hungry all day, and I heard that some of them can no longer hold on."
"Why did you go to deliver it? Isn't it A Ran's errand?" A guard asked in confusion.
"Aran was asked by the commander to cook, saying he was entertaining the hijackers of the plane." Aran is the best chef at the airport, and the commander's residence is not far from the airport, so Aran is often called to cook.
"Is he that young man? I saw him and a woman in the afternoon, holding the latest submachine guns, wandering around the door of the plane."
"That's him. He's very powerful. Sometimes the commander has to give him three points..." said the guard who knew about it.