Two days later in the afternoon, at the National Security Strategy Bureau Fourth Squadron Base.
The early winter sun quietly watched over the earth, the spacious training ground with the national flag fluttering in the wind. Many soldiers and dical staff gathered on the helicopter pad, silently watching the sky, no one spoke, and they dared not breathe heavily, each standing straight like tall birch trees.
Soon, a black spot appeared on the horizon, gradually accompanied by a rumbling sound, the black spot grew larger—it was a transport helicopter. Everyone watching the helicopter softened their expression, with a touch of joy and anticipation. Soon, the helicopter roared in and landed steadily on the helipad, dical staff rushed forward with carts.
A person was lifted from the transport plane and placed on a cart, hastily taken away by the dical staff; it was Luo Zheng. Wu Miao followed the cart running, skillfully checking Luo Zheng's physical features, confirming the injuries hadn't worsened due to the long-distance flight, and finally let out a sigh of relief, entering the dical facility with the dical staff.
A few people jumped off the transport plane, it was Hong ihua and others. After the conflict in Yin Country ended, everyone consulted Luo Zheng's attending physician to ensure Luo Zheng could endure long-distance flight; upon the Chairman's order, the delegation withdrew, escorting the Chairman back to Beijing. The security was completely handled by Zhongnanhai bodyguards, boarding the transport helicopter, which had already gone to welco them, to arrive at the base.
Special Service Bureau Director Wu Jin, accompanied by two deputy directors and several other officers, ca to greet them, showing the importance attached to them, which touched Hong ihua and others deeply. They quickly disembarked and lined up; Hong ihua solemnly walked up to Wu Jin, saluted, and shouted, "Report to Director Wu, the Fourth Squadron has completed the mission and returned to base, please instruct."
"Well done, at ease," Wu Jin said sowhat excitedly, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the backbone officers of the Fourth Squadron, smiling with satisfaction, and said, "I've heard about your situation; you didn't disgrace the Special Service Bureau, nor did you disgrace yourselves, you are all exemplary. The Bureau has prepared a welco banquet, see you in the ss hall in ten minutes, dismissed."
"Yes." Hong ihua smiled knowingly and signaled the team to disband.
Ten minutes later, everyone washed off their fatigue and dirt from their bodies, changed into regular outfits, and ca to the ss hall. The ss hall had already been prepared in advance; Wu Jin waited for them at the dining table with so accompanying officers. Everyone was accustod to it, without any courtesy, began to eat and drink freely.
After a hearty al, Hong ihua and Lan Xue went to Wu Jin's office. Wu Jin gestured for the two to sit and talk, poured them a cup of water, sat down himself, looked at them with satisfaction, and said, "This mission was very well done; the Chairman personally called to comnd you. The party committee decided to award you a bonus and rit. Tell , what else do you want?"
"That's enough, no need for any rewards; this mission was not perfect, sacrificing two comrades. Just give the bonus to them, as a token of our sentint. If we had been more cautious, they wouldn't have died in vain." Hong ihua glanced at Lan Xue, speaking solemnly.
Wu Jin nodded understandingly and said, "Alright, we'll do as you say; sacrifices on the battlefield are inevitable, don't be too hard on yourselves. What are your plans next?"
Hong ihua knew what Wu Jin wanted to ask, exchanged a look with Lan Xue, and said earnestly, "We'll go to Yin Country once Ghost recovers, as ordered by the Chairman. What needs to be done now is to gather enough intelligence, we need collaboration from other relevant departnts."
"That's not a problem; I knew you'd have this need, already coordinated with the National Security Departnt and Military Intelligence Departnt. They'll fully investigate relevant clues and liaison codes; I'll hand it over to Lan Xing. With Lan Xing coordinating with them, all you need is to rest well, adjust your state, and periodically check the feedback intelligence, and co up with a plan before the action." Wu Jin wholeheartedly agreed.
"Yes." Hong ihua and Lan Xue agreed wholeheartedly.
At this ti, soone knocked on the door, an outside guard loudly announced Wu Miao seeking access; Wu Jin responded, Wu Miao entered, nodded at Hong ihua and Lan Xue, and looked at Wu Jin, saying seriously, "Upon preliminary examination, Ghost's injury needs about a week of conditioning, recovery period one week."
"So, the task can be executed two weeks later?" Wu Jin inquired seriously.
"In theory, yes; but are you going to exhaust people, already returning and executing the task again, treating people as machines?" Wu Miao discontentedly questioned.
Wu Jin smiled awkwardly, without answering the question; different stances imply different considerations. Hong ihua, seeing Wu Jin's embarrassnt, laughed and explained, "Military Doctor Wu, it's not Director Wu's fault; it's our Fourth Squadron's matter; he too is eager for revenge."
"I am also a part of the Fourth Squadron; how co I'm unaware?" Wu Miao replied disgruntledly.
"We studied this on the way, collectively endorsed this decision; naly, six out of seven Standing Committee mbers of the Fourth Squadron agreed. You were absent then, now I'm seeking your opinion; do you support or oppose?" Hong ihua patiently explained.
"Six already agreed, what's the point of opposing? Opposing won't work now; why fight so desperately? Endless enemies, endless battles, but life is singular. If not cherished now, how to go on the battlefield to kill more enemies and fight more battles in the future?" Wu Miao retorted with displeasure.
As a mber of the Fourth Squadron, Wu Miao certainly does not wish for any adverse occurrences within. As a military doctor, Wu Miao wishes even less for anyone to leave significant repercussions, but isn't ignorant, understanding the frontline soldiers' emotions, refrains from further opposition.
Everyone laughed understandingly; Lan Xue comforted, "Ghost almost got blown up; this grudge cannot be left unresolved, as it's a matter of principle. The pressure has been unbearable till now; there's no room for negotiation in this matter. Hope you understand; the Fourth Squadron repays debts of gratitude or grievances promptly, and moreover, this is an order directly from the Chairman; for soldiers, following orders is paramount."
"Alright, seeing you both so resolute, I've nothing more to say; please undergo checkups later too, don't leave any risks, delaying the mission." Wu Miao said helplessly.
"The venomous snake we brought needs a quick antidote discovery; it relates to whether we can complete the mission. We rely on you." Hong ihua shifted the topic.
"What's with the reliance? Am I not part of the Fourth Squadron? Rest assured, I'll strive to complete it before your action." Wu Miao discontentedly glanced at Hong ihua and turned to leave.
"She's only concerned for you, different angles and stances. By the way, since Ghost can fully recover in two weeks, set the action ti two weeks later. Everyone prepares according to this schedule, let's teach those self-righteous fellows a lesson." Wu Jin remarked, smoothing the situation.
"Yes." Hong ihua and Lan Xue stood up, solemnly agreed, eyes bright with unwavering determination, faintly carrying a trace of murderous aura.
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