Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 775

Chapter 775: 765 Army King (10) Fourth Watch

Bu Yong’s raised foot hadn’t yet touched the ground when he froze, gazing at the figure approaching them.

A fervent surprise flickered across his face.

Leaned against a tree, Lin Lan suddenly stood up, but because of his external and internal injuries, he rose too quickly and fell to the ground.

Yet he didn’t feel any pain at all.

Watching the familiar figure approaching, he smiled like an idiot.

"Mission accomplished, I’ve come back alive," Ye Shaohua inserted the blood-stained dagger back into its sheath, raising her head to look at the two of them.

The moonlight was above.

In fact, even without the moonlight, they could smell the strong scent of fresh blood on Ye Shaohua.

Not just that of the enemy’s.

Both Lin Lan and Bu Yong could see the blood dripping down from under her arm, likely from an injury to the arm...

And her pale face.

And the booming sound of bombs exploding in the dense forest as they walked...

Battling against fighter jets with nothing but flesh and bone.

Without a doubt, they knew the battle she had been through was horrendously fierce.

Both Lin Lan and Bu Yong closed their eyes for a moment; as comrades, they felt severely inadequate.

If only they had trained harder, been stronger, there would have been no need for her to fight with such desperation!

It was from this moment, a spontaneous battle spirit and vigor began to take root, which would one day make them two Military Kings known throughout the Military District.

The fragility and strength of a person are beyond their own imagination.

Lin Lan, who had just experienced an inhuman pain, hadn’t shed a single tear.

But now, seeing Ye Shaohua, he couldn’t help but wipe the corner of his eye.

Then he handed water and wild fruit to Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua’s condition was indeed not very good at the moment; her physical state was highly mismatched with her abilities.

in her space, seeing the expressionless face of Ye Shaohua, didn’t dare to speak.

Only it knew just how tragic the recent events had been.

After drinking water and eating the wild fruit, Ye Shaohua finally stood up and glanced at the marks left by her comrades who had evacuated first, "Let’s keep moving."

After speaking, she walked along the riverbank.

This place belonged to the border area of M Country, fraught with countless patrolmen, requiring utmost caution everywhere.

Bu Yong and Lin Lan followed her in silence.

Having walked for nearly an entire night, they finally saw the break of dawn.

"That’s our flag! And the marks left by Sanzi!" Bu Yong, with his sharp eyesight, caught sight of the vibrant red flag on a big ship ahead, not knowing how to express his excitement.

Sanzi was one of the two military men leading four civilians.

Sanzi and Wuzi were brothers.

Ye Shaohua clenched her fists tightly, her voice a bit hoarse, "It’s me..."

She hadn’t considered everything through; she had thought her actions drew all the enemy’s fire.

"Ye Shaohua," Lin Lan knew at once what she was thinking and directly said, "You’re firstly a person, not a deity. Look, because of you, all seven of us can survive. Isn’t that a miracle?"

Ye Shaohua didn’t respond, merely closing her eyes while blood continued to drip from her left hand.

Just then, many aboard the ship overheard the soldier calling Ye Shaohua and her group commanders and immediately started surging towards them.

"Commander? Can you tell us now when we can leave? Why have we stopped for two days? Are we all going to die here? With Major General Lu taken, how can you still ensure our safety?!" A middle-aged man grabbed Bu Yong’s arm frantically, his face turning beet-red.

Two days had passed. After hovering on the brink of death for two days, these ordinary people had gone mad.

Returning was not so simple; passes had to be processed, and communications with other countries had to be conducted.

But now, the citizens forcibly detained here no longer trusted the military; the few soldiers remaining couldn’t pacify them.

Riot was about to break out, and the civilians might seize control of the ship to set sail themselves.

Without proper communication, they’d be met with naval attacks from other countries.

Sanzi and the others were still explaining.

Ye Shaohua, without saying a word, took a deep breath, bent down to pull the dagger from her leg, then climbed up to the platform.

Gazing down at the swarming crowd, she directly stabbed the dagger into her arm bearing the red insignia.

As her bright red blood flowed down, the riotous crowd was shocked by the scene, instinctively turning their gazes toward her.

"Ye Shaohua, from Z City’s ninth Legion, 28th division, I swear on my blood and the honor on my shoulder, I will safely bring you all home!"