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Chapter 768 Song Yumo

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    Since the last siege and suppression operation ended, they have ushered in a period of relative peace.

    Chen Shiliang looked at the telegram in his hand with a solemn expression.

    Because these two names were not unfamiliar to him. In the winter of the year before last, Xia Yang had deployed a sniper team to assist them in the battle.

    It is precisely because of the existence of this sniper team that Chen Shiliang and his troops have repeatedly survived the crisis of being destroyed.

    ¡° Among them, Miao Yinhan and Zhang Guangbei were also acquainted with him.  So seeing these two people who had fought alongside him have been killed, Chen Shiliang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

    At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

    "Please come in," Chen Shiliang said.

    The wooden door was pushed open, and the person who came in was none other than Song Yumo, who was wearing a camouflage net and holding the Barrett sniper rifle at all times.

    Her expression was very indifferent, and her black eyes were like deep pools of water.  It seems crystal clear, but it also seems unfathomable.

    At this time, the murderous aura in her body has been restrained a lot, and she can basically control it freely.  Otherwise, if it had been before, when Chen Shiliang saw Song Yumo walking in with the sniper rifle, she would have been able to feel the temperature inside the room, as if it had dropped by two or three degrees the moment she entered.

    "What's the matter? Brigadier Chen?" Song Yumo saluted Chen Shiliang and asked.

    Chen Shiliang returned the favor, then handed the telegram in his hand to Song Yumo's hand and said: "It was sent from the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, please take a look."

    Song Yumo frowned a little strangely, but he was thinking in his heart, could it be that the Master is thinking of me again, so why can't he send me a telegram?

    When thinking of this, Song Yumo felt a little happy.

    But at this moment, Song Yumo saw the contents of the telegram.

    "Miao Yinhan and Zhang Guangbei are dead!" Chen Shiliang said, "My condolences."

    Song Yumo slowly closed the telegram, then neatly folded it and placed it on the table.

    Chen Shiliang noticed that her expression did not change at all, it was still so indifferent and calm.  It was as if no matter what happened, she would not be surprised or have other emotions.

    But at this moment, Song Yumodao said calmly: "Commander Chen, I want to leave Mount Wutai for a while and return to the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty."

    Hearing this, Chen Shiliang was stunned for a moment, but he understood immediately.  Song Yumo wanted to avenge his soldiers.

    "Okay! I will provide you with some guards to escort you to Taibai Mountain." Chen Shiliang said.

    But Song Yumo shook his head and said, "No, I'll take some dry food and set off."

    After saying this, she walked out of the room directly and walked towards her residence.

    Five minutes later, Song Yumo opened the door of his room, then hugged his Barrett and walked into the pitch-black night.

    In front of her, there are endless mountains and a starry night sky.

    Walking on the road, Song Yumo's tears kept flowing down.

    She did not wipe away the tears that flowed down, but hunched over and quickly passed through the mountains and forests alone.  Those tears flowed down her cheeks and fell on the fallen leaves.

    Song Yumo couldn¡¯t remember how long it had been since he shed tears.  But this time, she felt extremely sad for the comrades who fought alongside her.

    For a long time in the past, Song Yumo thought that he could control his emotions well.  She can maintain the indifference that a cold killer should have at all times, and does not let her emotions affect her judgment of things.

    But today, when she heard that the students she had personally taught died on the battlefield, she could not suppress the sadness that burst into her heart.  Tears just flowed down his cheeks.

    At this moment, she seemed to have returned to that night long ago.

    That was when Mancheng was under fire. Japanese artillery fire almost turned Mancheng into ruins.  Between battles, she carried wounded soldiers one after another back and forth between the city wall and the field hospital.

    But many of the wounded died midway.

    At that time, Song Yumo always thought about if he could run faster.  Maybe these wounded people could be saved, and so many people wouldn't die.

    ?At that time, she squatted aside sadly and burst into tears.  Xia Yang went over to comfort her and let her relax.

    Several years have passed in a flash, but now the feelings at that time are flooding into my heart again.

    Song Yumo was thinking about what would have happened if he had been there at that time.  Such a tragedy could definitely be avoided, but she was not there.

    Miao Yinhan and Zhang Guangbei, they must still be alive and kicking at this time.  Then every day on the training ground, I shouted "Instructor Song, the shooting is ready!"

    Or occasionally, a few people would be bold enough to scare themselves from behind, and then run away in great panic.

    Song Yumo is not an emotionless person. She has invested a lot of emotion in the sniper team she has trained.  When the sniper team bid farewell to her in the ancient city of Mongolia, she couldn't help but shed tears on the spot.

    "Wait for me to avenge you!" Song Yumo swore secretly in her heart. Her back was so determined, as if she had left her hometown and embarked on an unknown future escape.

    The next morning, Xia Yang stared at the dark circles under his eyes and walked out of his room.

    He didn¡¯t sleep the whole night because the crisis facing the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty at this time was very terrible.  All night long, he was checking various information, and at the same time, he asked the ANBU to speed up the investigation and use all available power to find out the true identity of the enemy.

    At this moment, Xia Yang heard the sound of footsteps and hurriedly ran towards him.

    Xiao Yuebing pushed open the courtyard door and said: "Master's seat Master's seat"

    "What's wrong?" Xia Yang asked.  "There won't be another patrol being attacked!"

    Xiao Yuebing panted and shook his head: "No. It's instructor Song. She's back. Alone." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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