He Chenguang looked at Qin Feng, who was wrapped like a mummy. Even seeing the extent of Qin Feng's burns again, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his nose, his eyes reddening and warming.
Even though they hadn't experienced it, they knew the pain Qin Feng must be enduring with his entire body burned like this.
Such pain was worse than being alive and wishing to be dead!
Seeing their comrade suffering such pain felt like a knife twisting in their hearts for the five of them.
"I'm doing great! I'll be discharged in a little over a month," Qin Feng said with a smile. "When that time comes, I'll go on missions with you guys and fight the enemy!"
He Chenguang and the others remained silent. They knew Qin Feng's injuries well. Forget going on missions or to the battlefield; whether he could even remain a soldier was a question. However, at that moment, they all maintained the same attitude, with no one breaking the unspoken agreement.
Wang Yanbing immediately stepped forward and said, "Brother Feng, we believe you'll definitely get better. We're still waiting for you to lead us on missions and kill the enemy!"
"Alright, wait for me!" Qin Feng grinned upon hearing this.
He Chenguang: "..."
Wang Yanbing: "..."
The other three: "..."
The five of them exchanged glances, unsure of what to say. Based on their understanding of Qin Feng's intelligence, it was impossible that Qin Feng hadn't realized his current condition.
But why was he still so optimistic?
This didn't look like an act at all. Could it be that he would really recover?
But how was that possible?
Such severe injuries would make it difficult for even a deity to undergo high-intensity training again!
After spending the day with Qin Feng at the hospital, the five of them were gradually dismissed by him.
...
One day, at a military supply store in Donghai City.
A lean man wearing sunglasses stood in front of a shoe rack at the military supply store, praising, "Boss, your shoes are nice!"
Wang Yadong looked up from a crate upon hearing the voice, smiled, and walked over to pick up a pair of combat boots. "You have excellent taste. These shoes can't be bought outside. I imported them from abroad, they are..."
Wang Yadong intended to continue his introduction, but as he clearly saw the lower half of the lean man's face, all his words seemed to get stuck in his throat, and his smile slowly froze.
"You..."
Instantly, Wang Yadong's expression changed drastically. It was as if he recalled a painful memory, and his brows furrowed tightly.
The next second, Wang Yadong said with urgency, "How dare you show up here? Are you crazy?"
After speaking, Wang Yadong immediately went to the door, peeked outside, and then forcefully closed the door.
"This place is under surveillance twenty-four hours a day," Wang Yadong said this to tell the lean man that he shouldn't be here.
But the lean man sneered upon hearing Wang Yadong's words. He then took off his sunglasses, his sharp eyes fixed on Wang Yadong, and said, "Why wouldn't I dare to show up here?"
"Scorpion! You're too bold!" Wang Yadong stared back at the man in front of him.
He recognized the man, even very well, because for several years of his life, he had followed this dangerous man, facing life and death together.
Back then, Wang Yadong met Scorpion at a bar. At that time, Scorpion had saved him. Scorpion had said, "Do you want to see a wider world with me?"
That sentence was deeply etched in Wang Yadong's mind, making him feel that this man was extraordinary, especially the aura he exuded.
More than anything, Wang Yadong was attracted by the 'wider world' the man spoke of.
So, Wang Yadong became a mercenary abroad for two years. Later, because he disliked that kind of transient life, he decided to leave and return to China to open this military supply store.
Pulling his thoughts back, Wang Yadong looked at the man before him and said directly, "You're not like me. You have blood debts on the mainland; if they catch you, you'll surely die."
Scorpion unhurriedly found a spot in Wang Yadong's store, stretched out his limbs, and lay down comfortably. "How do you know they can definitely catch me?"
"Are you here just to tell me how daring you are?" Wang Yadong looked at Scorpion with a speechless tone upon hearing this.
"Of course not!" Scorpion exhaled deeply and said, "Lynx, how long has it been since we last met?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yadong's expression relaxed. He walked to the side and said, "About five years."
"Five years and eight months, to be exact, minus eleven days!" Scorpion said faintly.
"Do you remember so clearly?" Wang Yadong seemed to recall something, but his tone remained indifferent.
Scorpion saw this and continued, "You were the most outstanding student I ever had. Of course, I remember very clearly."
Hearing this, Wang Yadong decided not to beat around the bush and said directly, "You didn't come to me just to talk about camaraderie, did you?"
"Don't be so cold!" Scorpion said. "You were still the best sniper and the best assault team member under my command."
Bang!
Upon hearing this, Wang Yadong slammed his fist on the table, his eyes showing ferocity. "I'm not a mercenary anymore, I quit!"
"Are you really quitting?" Scorpion immediately retorted upon hearing Wang Yadong's words.
"Of course, I'm serious. I've had enough. I've broken ties with the past." As he spoke, Wang Yadong angrily walked up to Scorpion.
"Broken ties?" Scorpion also stood up upon hearing this and said sternly, "Can you truly break ties? Have you completely broken ties with your past? Look at your current situation. You could open a different kind of store, and with your capabilities, you could easily earn money and live a good life. But why did you open a military supply store? You're even wearing an F2 uniform. You can't change from the core."
"You are a perfect soldier!" Scorpion said, even grabbing Wang Yadong's collar agitatedly at the end.
Hearing Scorpion's words, Wang Yadong directly pushed Scorpion away and said angrily, "Mercenaries are not soldiers. I love to fight, but I don't love selling my life for money."
"What's the difference!" Scorpion said sternly. "Fighting for faith, fighting for money, it's all combat."
"Of course, it's different!" Wang Yadong directly denied. "I'm not a professional killer."
"You already are!" Scorpion retorted directly.
"Dare you say you haven't shed blood?"
"Do you dare?"
The two looked at each other, and finally, Wang Yadong conceded.
Because Wang Yadong didn't dare. His hands were stained with blood. Although it wasn't his intention, he had indeed taken lives.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be police watching his store and even his home.
But...