Mu Wanning is in very bad condition today, with dizziness, sore throat, and a slight swelling and pain in her lower abdomen. She thought to herself that she was not talking about the cold, and she only had a few days to live. I must hold on! The disaster never came alone, Song Chengyi's breath became less and less clear in her bag, which is not a good sign.

She almost trotted along the road, and she knew that the wind and sun were shining, and if the breath on the bag was gone, she would become a fool.

It was probably three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Wanning found a roof on the side of the road and brought two cold steamed buns into her stomach with the spiritual water from her fingertips. Her throat even made her saliva ache. She said it was these hard steamed buns? But she had to endure it and preserve her strength. She cheered herself up. It was not far away, and the Zhengyang Military Region was not far away.

She took out the small notebook and wrote on the cover of the notebook: I want to find Song Chengyi, the battalion commander of the first battalion of Zhengyang Military Region. She could feel that this bag would not last long for her. She prayed that after she became a fool, a kind-hearted person could see the words on the small notebook and take her to the military region.

After gnawing the steamed buns, Mu Wanning resisted the discomfort and continued to run forward. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but she didn't dare to delay. Being able to get closer is one step. At this point, she has no way out.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky gradually darkened, and Mu Wanning’s soul became weaker and weaker. She understood that she had three days of wind and dining, and she couldn’t eat and sleep well. She kept rushing to the road, and her new shoes were worn out. She couldn’t stand it even if she was a normal person, let alone her little breath of Song Chengyi supporting her soul with her backpack.

With the final willpower, her vision became blurry, and her senses became duller. In the end, she leaned against a long wall and could no longer walk.

As she turned dark, she returned to the small dark room. She could jump around when she came in, but this time, when she opened her eyes, she lay down beside Xiaoquan's eyes, unable to move all over, because she was overdrawn too much.

Mu Wanning's heart was full of despair. She really worked hard and tried her best. She was so tired and wanted to sleep. In a trance, she seemed to hear the sound of a military roar from afar...

The consciousness gradually drifted away and blurred. Mu Wanning finally fainted, letting the cold rain slap on her pale face, and her whole body was soaked from the inside to the outside, but she could no longer feel the cold.

In the early morning, on the quiet highway, a green military truck slowly drove on a rainy night.

Song Chengyi and Liang Shaohui took five top soldiers in the camp to take the mission respectively. After several days of planning and three days of sleepless rest, they finally completed the mission successfully and were able to return to the team smoothly.

Everyone was very tired, only Song Chengyi's follower and driver Gao Xiaofeng was in good spirits. He did not participate in the task directly, but did logistics, so relatively speaking, he had a better rest than the others.

Seeing the two battalion commanders around him resting with their eyes closed, he actually wanted to sleep so much that he wanted to sing two military songs to cheer himself up. Fortunately, he turned around at the end of the road and reached the territory of their troops. In other words, it would not take too long that he could sleep with his cute but hard bed.

After turning the corner, he could see the army's wall. He yawned a big yawn, and tears came out in his eyes. The headlights flashed. Why did he see someone lying beside the wall?
Chapter completed!