This decision to temporarily surrender, although it was an order transmitted by Hong ihua, an order from Luo Zheng, and even from both the captain and deputy captain, no one actually wants to surrender. The National Blade has never had such a precedent. If it weren't for Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard's strong insistence, if it weren't for the absolute trust in Luo Zheng, no one would be willing to lay down their arms and bear the humiliation. A soldier could die in battle but must never surrender.
"Brothers, listen up. We are only temporarily surrendering, not truly surrendering. If anyone truly betrays the country, don't bla for being ruthless." Snow Leopard warned coldly, switching to Huaxia language.
"Don't worry, brothers understand. If we find anyone betraying the country, others are allowed to kill. Rember, stay alert, Ghost could rescue us at any ti. Did you see that bastard Jackson's fear? He's scared, so we are safe. But if anyone can't withstand temptation and torture, and betrays the country, don't bla for being ruthless." Niu Gang said coldly.
"Don't worry, brothers aren't cowards. Even without a rescue, we'd rather die than surrender. At worst, we die. We've killed enough of them to make it worth it." Everyone echoed in agreent.
"Brothers, I've let you down, and Ghost has let you down even more. So, he will definitely co to rescue us. We must live well, we're not done living yet, we need to go out and continue killing the enemy. I swear I won't be a human until I take Jackson's head. If I die, those who live must fulfill this wish for ." Snow Leopard looked at everyone gratefully, advising seriously.
Beside him, Jackson couldn't understand what everyone was saying, but sensed the aning, his face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted, "Quick, separate them all, send the wounded for treatnt, and take the others away."
"Yes." Soone around answered, but it was already too late.
As Snow Leopard saw that everything that needed to be said was made clear, he took one last look at everyone, and as he was taken away, no one resisted anymore. They quietly prepared to die for their country. The temporary surrender was a false surrender, just to stay alive for a better chance to kill the enemy and not a true surrender. Naturally, they couldn't betray the country. If they couldn't withstand it, death would be the worst, with no regrets.
...
In the Fourth Squadron's command center, Lan Xing and others watched the screen intently, everyone held their breath, faces livid with anger, eyes ablaze with fury. But no one spoke, or even breathed audibly, eyes full of tension. The screen showed the capture of Ghost Hand and others.
The mission of the Fourth Squadron began smoothly, with the dawn of victory in sight, but suddenly took a nosedive. Sam Country laid a massive plot, a huge trap, and in the end, it fell apart, a result hard for everyone to accept, even harder to believe it was real, hearts all tightened painfully.
After a while, Mountain Eagle controlled his emotional surge, looked coldly at Hong ihua, and said icily, "I will lead the brothers up, we will definitely rescue them." His words carried fearless resolve, eyes full of determination. Seeing his fellow comrades captured was deeply painful for Mountain Eagle.
Hong ihua did not imdiately respond to Mountain Eagle's question but looked at the iron-faced Wu Jin and the furrow-browed Mr. Li beside Wu Jin. With these senior officers around, Hong ihua could not directly give orders, despite also wanting to rush in for the rescue.
Wu Jin frowned tightly, lowered his head pensive for a mont, then looked at Mr. Li, but his eye corner caught Lan Xing silently shedding tears. With a sigh, he respectfully said to Mr. Li, "Chief, let take so n up."
"Hold on." Mr. Li frowned and thought for a while, then turned to Lan Xing, walked up to her, and fixed his stern gaze on Lan Xing, who was silently crying. He said solemnly, "Now is not the ti to be sad, pull yourself together. I need you to confirm two things: First, whether Ghost has escaped, where is he? Second, has Lan Xue escaped, and can we contact her?"
"Hmm." Lan Xing wiped her tears, quickly started tapping on the keyboard, her expression serious, her pretty brows tightly knit, yet her fingers flew across the keys. All that could be heard was the clattering of the keyboard. Before long, Lan Xing raised her head, finding everyone in the room watching her, waiting for her response. She said bitterly, "Report, unable to contact Ghost, both his signal device and phone are off, but one thing is certain, Ghost's signal device is not destroyed, which ans he's still safe, sa goes for my sister, trying to contact her now will require so ti."
"Hurry up." Mr. Li said sternly. In the command center, there were only hierarchical relationships, no grandparent-grandchild ones. Lan Xing was very clear on this, as was Mr. Li, whose dignified face bore more anxiety, closely watching Lan Xing, hoping to hear good news.
"Chief, since neither Ghost's nor Lan Xue's signal devices were destroyed, it ans they're fine. I'll take so n up to et them, and I won't report back without rescuing the brothers." Wu Jin said solemnly beside him.
"It's not ti to talk about reporting back without results, stay calm." Mr. Li looked at Wu Jin calmly, sweeping his gaze over the crowd, taking in everyone's expressions, finally landing on Lan Xing.
Suddenly, Lan Xing's face lit up with joy, she said, "Turn on the speaker, connect to my sister imdiately."
Soon, the room was filled with the sound of dialing. It wasn't long before soone picked up the phone, claiming to be the hotel front desk. Lan Xing said in international common language, "Please connect to room 1501, thank you!"
"I'm sorry, we can't connect you so easily. May I have the guest's na and your relation?" the other side politely asked, refusing the connection.
"The guest is Ma Xinming, I'm his sister." Lan Xing quickly said, Ma Xinming is Little Ma.
The person on the other end listened to Lan Xing state the guest's na and said courteously, "One mont, please."
Hearing this, everyone held their breath, faces full of anticipation. The phone rang a few tis, but no one answered. Everyone beca anxious, especially Lan Xing, who urgently whispered, "Pick up, sis, I beg you, nothing must happen."
The phone was suddenly picked up, connected, everyone rejoiced and looked at Lan Xing, not daring to make any sound. There was no sound from the other end, unclear who answered, Lan Xing glanced cautiously at Mr. Li, who nodded. As Lan Xing was about to speak, Wu Jin stepped forward, gestured for silence, went next to Lan Xing, picked up the microphone, and tapped the mouthpiece area lightly a few tis, two long taps, one short, three long—that was National Blade's special contact code.
Soon, an amazed voice asked, "Who?"
"Sis, it's , are you okay?" Lan Xing eagerly asked.
Everyone else also looked over, ears perked. Since Luo Zheng ordered everyone to turn off signal devices, no one knew what happened afterward. The capture of Ghost Hand and others left everyone anxious. Now that there was news of Lan Xue, everyone was filled with anticipation.
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