Mu Wanning's state today is very bad, dizziness, sore throat, and slight swelling and pain in her lower abdomen, she secretly said that it is bad, not to mention that she has a cold, and her small days are only a few days, so you must hold on! The misfortune is that on her bag, Song Chengyi's breath is getting weaker and weaker, which is not a good sign.

Almost trotting down the road all the way, she knew that if the wind and the sun were blowing, if the breath on the bag dissipated, she would turn back into a fool.

It was estimated that it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Wan Ning found an eaves on the side of the road, and sent two cold steamed buns into her stomach with the spiritual water at her fingertips, and her throat hurt even when she swallowed saliva, and said that it was this hard steamed bun? But she had to endure it, to conserve her strength, she cheered herself up, not far away, not far from the Zhengyang Military Region.

She took out a small notebook and wrote on the cover of the notebook: I want to find the commander of the first battalion of the Zhengyang Military Region, Song Chengyi. She could feel that this bag would not last long, and prayed that after she turned back into a fool, someone would see the words on the small notebook and take her to the military area.

After nibbling on the steamed buns, Mu Wanning endured the discomfort and continued to run forward, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but she didn't dare to delay, she could take a step closer, and now, she has no way out.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually darkened, Mu Wanning's soul became weaker and weaker, she understood that after three days of sleeping in the open, she couldn't eat or sleep well, and she kept hurrying, her new shoes were worn out, and she couldn't stand it even if she was a normal person, not to mention that she was a person who relied on Song Chengyi's little breath on the backpack to support her soul.

Trying to move forward with the last of her willpower, her vision became blurred and her senses became more and more dull, and finally, she leaned against the edge of a long fence and could no longer walk.

As soon as it was dark, she returned to the small black room, and when she usually came in, she could jump around, but this time, when she opened her eyes, she was lying on the side of the small spring, unable to move up and down, it was too overdrawn.

Mu Wanning's heart was full of despair, she really worked hard and tried her best. I was so tired, I wanted to sleep, and in a trance, I seemed to hear the sound of a military horn in the distance......

Consciousness gradually drifted away and blurred, Mu Wanning finally fainted, letting the cold rain lap on her pale little face, her whole body was already soaked from the inside out, but she couldn't feel cold at all.

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

Song Chengyi and Liang Shaohui respectively took the five top soldiers in the battalion to the mission, and after a few days of planning and three days of sleeplessness, they finally successfully completed the task and could return to the team smoothly.

Everyone was very tired, only Song Chengyi's attendant and driver Gao Xiaofeng was in good spirits, he did not directly participate in the task, but engaged in logistics, so relatively speaking, he rested better than a few of them.

Seeing that the two battalion commanders around him were resting with their eyes closed, in fact, he really wanted to sleep, and he just wanted to sing two military songs to refresh himself, but fortunately, he would be able to sleep with his cute but hard bed in a bend at the end of the road, which means that it would not be long before he could sleep with his cute but hard bed.

When he turned the corner, he could see the wall of the troops, he yawned a lot, and a little tears came out of his eyes, and the headlights flickered, how could he see that there seemed to be a person lying on the wall?