Lien walked up to Leng Ling and performed a knight's salute, "Lien? Lieutenant Hans has returned to the team."
The clear pupils were sparkling. Leng Ling just glanced at the other party and immediately avoided looking, "Thank you for your hard work."
Colonel Kaiser expressed dissatisfaction, "Second Lieutenant Lien, you are so messy. If the raid plan just now does not succeed, where will you put the safety of His Highness Leng Ling?"
Li En curled his lips and sneered. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Leng Ling, making a mouth gesture towards him.
Of course I keep it in mind.
Leng Ling's eyes moved slightly, and he said to Colonel Kaiser with a serious look, "I gave him the order this time. We have completed the task, and there is no need for you to blame him anymore."
"But Your Highness..."
Leng Ling glanced sideways at Colonel Kaiser, "Do you want to disobey military orders?"
The other party immediately fell silent, and then said with some embarrassment, "Sorry, Your Highness, I just..."
"Colonel Kaiser, I order you to go back now and count the battle losses and send them to my office in one hour."
"yes!"
Colonel Kaiser glanced at Lean, who had a mocking look in his eyes, turned around and left angrily.
Leng Ling looked at Li En, who seemed to be injured, with little blood seeping out from his left chest.
There was a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, Leng Ling moved his lips slightly, "Help me down."
"As commanded."
The man did as he was told, and the wounds on his body did not affect his movements.
Strong arms helped Leng Ling get out of the tank, his short black hair fluttering in the wind, and his thin but graceful figure cut through a semi-arc in the air and landed steadily on the ground.
The hand on the other person's waist did not let go. The man came close to Leng Ling's ear and took advantage of his body to hold the other person in his arms. His low voice was full of ambiguity, "Are you okay?
?Are you injured?"
presumptuous!
Leng Ling suddenly raised his head, knocked off the man's arm with a "snap", and said in a cold tone, "I'm going back to the headquarters."
Lance on the side was very surprised, "Your Highness, is this okay? Lieutenant Lien is injured and needs medical treatment. You..."
His deep and clear eyes were stunned, "He will find someone to treat him. You can come here too."
After saying that, Leng Ling straightened his back and disappeared from the headquarters.
What is going on between these two people? It always feels like they are in a cold war. They obviously had a good relationship before, how could this be?
Lance looked at the direction where Leng Ling disappeared for a long time and was puzzled. When he didn't get an answer, he turned to Li En with a question in his eyes, "Second Lieutenant Li En, I have to go to His Highness Leng Ling. It doesn't matter if you are alone, right?"
"
Lien's face didn't look good either. The injured area was stained with blood, and the back of his hand that had been knocked off seemed to be a little aching. He stared at the direction Leng Ling left and shook his head, "It's a small injury, it's okay. Lieutenant Lance, go and help."
Let him."
Lance nodded, "Then please go back and recuperate."
"Go ahead," Lien nodded slowly, turned around and left silently.
Slowly walking towards the dormitory building, he touched the area on his hand with a cold expression.
The old wound on the left chest was torn open during the battle. Although it is not too serious, it will become a problem if it is not healed as soon as possible.
Back in the dormitory, Lien pulled off his clothes and found that the old wound was indeed torn, and bright red bloodshot threads were constantly coming out.
He took some clean gauze, dipped it in disinfectant and wiped the wound. The disinfectant flowed into the wound along the skin. It hurt as if the flesh on his body was being cut off, but he didn't even frown.
After bandaging the wound, Lien drank some wine, looked at the blue sky, and fell asleep leaning against the bed.
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"Your Highness Leng Ling, I have completed the statistics of casualties and losses. Please take a look at it." Colonel Kaiser stood in front of Leng Ling and handed the document to Leng Ling respectfully. His face never looked good.
Leng Ling's voice was light, "Thank you for your hard work."
Colonel Kaiser watched Leng Ling carefully read the casualties and losses on the document, and cautiously asked, "Your Highness, is the raid just now really the order you gave to Second Lieutenant Lien?"
Leng Ling didn't look up, "Is there anything wrong?"
Colonel Kaiser shook his head repeatedly, "Of course not, but you should inform us in advance so that we can find a way to respond if it doesn't succeed."
"I didn't notify you about this, which made you worried. I will pay attention to it in the future."
Leng Ling's attention was always on the statistics table. Although he had been mentally prepared for it, looking at the rows of shocking data on the document still made him feel dazed for a moment.
"Your Highness, please don't say that," Colonel Keyser shook his head hastily, "I'm just worried about your safety and have no other intentions."
"Colonel Kaiser, please go out first. I want to read the data."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The late autumn afternoon sun shone quietly in the office. Leng Ling read the data summary, wrote a detailed report, picked up the phone on the table and dialed, "Lance, come here."
"yes."
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Lance pushed the door open and said, "Your Highness."
Leng Ling handed the report to Lance, "Ask the Communications Department to send this report to the Presidential Palace, the sooner the better."
"yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another knock on the door, "Your Highness, can I come in?"
It's Roy.
Leng Ling recognized his voice and glanced at Lance, who put the report into his pocket tacitly.
"come in."
Roy opened the door of the office and walked in with a plate. The smell of food suddenly filled the entire office, "Your Highness, you must be hungry after working for so long. I asked the logistics to make some snacks."
Leng Ling said calmly, "Just leave it there."
Finding Lance was inside, Roy smiled friendly at him, and he smiled back.
"Your Highness, you and Lieutenant Lien were really brave today. We didn't expect that you would think of using a surprise attack to counter the opponent's surprise attack."
Roy put down the tray and said excitedly.
"This is Second Lieutenant Lien's intention. I just gave the order," Leng Ling said with a calm expression, and then changed the topic, "Second Lieutenant Roy, thank you. We can just let the logistics personnel do these things in the future."
"Yes, Your Highness, I will go out first."
"Go ahead."
After Roy and Lance left, Leng Ling picked up the phone and said, "I'm Leng Ling, please help me get through to the President's Office."
A mechanical male voice came from the other side of the receiver, "Please wait a moment."
"I am Leng Xiao."
"President, we destroyed the Valencian stronghold on the Koror River and everything is going smoothly."
"Good job," Leng Xiao was very satisfied.
Liang Bo's lips opened and closed slightly, "Then, I ask you to abide by the agreement regarding Second Lieutenant Lien Hans' request for promotion."
"Can."
"Thank you, President."
Afterwards, Leng Ling briefly reported Kessel's situation and hung up the phone.
After casually eating some snacks on the plate, Leng Ling went to the field hospital.
In the hospital, the strong smell of disinfectant went straight into the nose. There were wounded everywhere, as well as busy military doctors and nurses.
I wanted to reduce the losses to a minimum, but as long as there is a war, casualties will inevitably occur. Seeing the seriously injured lying on simple hospital beds with painful expressions, their families are accompanying them to take care of them, and most of them are lonely.
Sitting on the floor, Leng Ling's dark and deep eyes flashed with unspeakable sadness.
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
A military doctor was a little surprised when he saw Leng Ling and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
When the wounded heard the voice, they turned to look at Leng Ling, "It's really His Highness Leng Ling."
Leng Ling nodded slowly towards everyone, his eyes dim.
He slowly walked to a seriously injured person and squatted down, touching the other person's wound wrapped in thick gauze, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for causing you injuries."
"Your Highness, protecting one's homeland is what every Lanson should do, even if it costs my life, I am willing to do so."
Looking at this man who was about the same age as his father, Leng Ling's voice became choked up, "But...if I could calculate more accurately, you would..."
The other party smiled faintly and said, "Please don't be sad, let alone blame yourself. You have already given enough. If you feel guilty for this again, we will feel uncomfortable."
The woman on the side responded, "Yes, Your Highness, my husband is extremely proud to be on the front line. He said that men's blood should be spilled on the battlefield. If you just live in obscurity, that is the behavior of a coward."
"Your Highness, as long as you are here, we will be invincible and invincible."
"Yes, you are our spiritual support and our god. Our lives will be in your hands. As long as you give an order, we will not flinch no matter whether it is a hail of bullets or a hail of bullets."
Leng Ling looked at the people in front of him with slightly red eyes. Whether it was the sick or injured, their family and friends, or doctors and nurses, everyone had a smile on their face.
"Thank you everyone. On behalf of Lanson, I thank you and am proud to have such a righteous person like you."
Leng Ling came back from the field hospital and it was getting late.
"Your Highness, are you back?"
Leng Ling's eyes were steady, "Where is Second Lieutenant Lien?"
Lance thought for a while, "He should be in the dormitory. I haven't seen him since morning. Your Highness, do you want to see him?"
Leng Ling responded lightly and walked towards the dormitory building.
Black military boots made a hissing sound as he walked on the wooden floor.
Leng Ling stopped at the door of an ordinary dormitory and gently clicked the door. The door opened with a creak.
He glanced around the room with cold eyes. It was a simple single dormitory, empty.
There was a half-used bottle of potion on the table, several bloody bandages were randomly discarded on the floor, and blood-stained clothes were messily thrown on the bedside.
Leng Ling picked up the gauze and looked at the dried blood on it, her dark pupils dimmed a bit.
"Swish, swish, swish", the sound of water suddenly came from the bathroom next door. Less than two minutes later, the bathroom door opened.
