The approaching dusk adds a bit of loneliness to the devastated land, especially the scenes outside the Shidu Guard Area. Through the gaps between boundary markers that are intertwined, you can see the scene of the fallen area and the ruins without any obstacles.

A city that has not been managed for countless years has been carved with traces on it, burying human civilization, but it can be roughly seen its original prosperous appearance.

It's just a disharmonious desolation with it - I can't see any moving figure.

It is precisely in such a strange silence that a slight movement will appear even more abrupt.

A dark yellow figure rushed out from the desolate end that contrasted with the setting sun, rolled up heavy dust all the way, and rushed straight towards the only entry level in the Shidu Garage Area, which was amazingly fast.

"Get up, there's something going on!" The lieutenant, wearing a neatly black brimming combat uniform and a two-star military rank hanging on the collar, spoke coldly and seriously to his subordinates beside him.

The two rows of guards, who were tall and raised their heads and chests, came to their senses and remained staring at each other. At first glance, they did have a meticulous style, but they probably knew what they were thinking about just now.

The city defense corps stationed in the garrison area is different from the foreign corps stationed in the occupied areas. Since the development and utilization of the lanthanide elements more than 20 years ago, the garrison area has maintained a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, completely separated from the dire straits of the occupied areas. Therefore, after the new training, most of the people who can still stay here are those who have entrusted people, brought money, and found connections.

Of course, these comfortable conditions do not hinder their respect for the overseas purging troops. Those madmen who deal with flesh and blood all day long and play with death can be considered real warriors, but most of them are not easy to get along with.

The figure rushed towards him in a straight line was getting closer and closer, approaching a hundred meters. The young lieutenant saw clearly and breathed a little relieved. It was accurate, and it was undoubtedly a military vehicle.

However, in contrast to the usual stable and moderate driving style seen in the garrison area, the military vehicles with desert camouflage patterns came towards us, like wild horses that broke free from reins, rushing all the way, and even relying on their superior off-road performance and boosting devices, even the established roadblocks were directly crushed. It was not until the lieutenant was less than ten meters in front of him that he suddenly shook the rear of the car, drifting through a beautiful arc, and gradually depleted power still tenaciously supported the body to drift several meters away, and barely stopped.

It is worth mentioning that the booster device of the chassis and the dust stirred by the tail flame of the vehicle body accurately spread the lieutenant and the garrison behind him under the action of inertia.

This is probably a common joke between the garrison corps and the purge troops. To be honest, the relationship is indeed not very harmonious. Of course, most of them are just unilateral provocations by the madmen stationed abroad.

The lieutenant picked the corners of his mouth, and he was used to this trick and always had some patience. However, in addition to the city defense force's regulations that the city defense force could not conflict with the purging troops, more importantly, the co-pilot of the car, although the two-star military ranks, had one more bar than him - Lieutenant Colonel, and even the drivers were all captain's rank, and no one was lower than him.

Therefore, he has to admit that he can't afford to offend!

The lieutenant colonel in front did not respond to the lieutenant's standard military salute at all. He turned his head and said something to the back seat. Instead, the lieutenant who was driving replied to him with a joke-like gift. The sloppy look of a careless look made the lieutenant's intestines almost tied three knots, but it was not easy to attack.

Fortunately, this awkward situation did not last too long. In just a moment, the side door of the back seat opened with a sound of gas decompression, and a figure wearing a black military uniform walked out of it.

The slender figure makes the person look a little thin overall, with medium-length black hair lying on his head casually. If you insist on talking about the most obvious feature, it is whiteness. His skin is too white.

Of course, this is definitely not an advantage. It is not that beautiful whiteness. On the contrary, it gives people a pathological feeling, as pale as paper, and even the lips that should have been blood-colored faded, which looks a bit unnatural.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes. Although the sunlight at dusk was no longer so dazzling, from his station to here, he had been in the dim carriage for an afternoon, and he still had such a short time of discomfort. Moreover, his eyes were more sensitive than ordinary people.

After the vehicle behind him was put down, he did not stop or feel reluctant to leave. He drew a very small arc in place, and it accelerated to its original level and left, leaving a piece of flying sand and Su Ming also ignored it.

When the dust settled, the lieutenant in the garrison area saw Su Ming's military rank clearly - the lieutenant, the same as him, but he was much younger and looked only twenty at most. If he was an officer who graduated from a college, most of them should have just entered the military academy at this age.

He actually asked a lieutenant colonel and a captain to see him off. The foreign corps were indeed some difficult guys! The lieutenant shook his head slightly and complained in his heart, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. At least he would not be weak in military rank, and it would be much more convenient to deal with it.

"Name-Purpose!" He spoke to Su Ming concisely. The formulaic process seemed even colder due to his not-so-bright mood before.

"Su Ming - Retired from the Army." What I got was a contrasting answer.

The lieutenant frowned slightly and looked at him strangely, but he didn't say anything. He just silently took the officer certificate handed over, inserted it into the PDA on his wrist, and the identification work was automatically launched.

Su Ming can understand the reaction of the lieutenant. After all, although the retirement season is approaching, it is indeed not the normal time for retirement, let alone the foreign corps sent back specially. This kind of precedent is probably something I have never seen before!

The performance of military PDA is indeed very good. Even if it takes less than a second to retrieve a piece of information from millions of databases.

The lieutenant worked in the city entrance checkpoint in the Shidu Governor's garrison area for more than a year. He reviewed the city entrance information and there were no more than 800. Although the corps in the occupied areas could return safely every year, he had read hundreds of such retirement reports last year, so he was familiar with them.

However, when he casually pulled the information in front of him to the bottom, his indifferent attitude was a little difficult to maintain. His pupils shrank slightly, and then he blinked hard, finally making sure that he was not wrong-

Serviced Force: G28 Corps Special Operations Unit;

Reason for retirement from active service: abnormal.

G28 Corps Special Operations Team - this familiar number, the unit that is almost loaded into the military textbooks, the Federal Military Commission commended the regiment level below the regiment level in the form of a red-headed document for the first time, and the heroic team in the tragic six-city garrison half a year ago...

But more importantly, what I have heard all the time, even seen on the copy of the red-headed document, is recorded in the -

All died in battle!

That's right, that's what it said! The lieutenant tried hard to recall it again, it would be impossible, and all 75 people were sacrificed.

However, it is absolutely impossible to verify PDA information directly linked to the military database, at least it has never been wrong.

Then, the person in front of you...

The lieutenant raised his head and looked at Su Ming with complex gazes mixed with doubts and shock. Even if he was presumptuous and rude, he could not stop his sharp gaze.

The last reason: abnormal - to be honest, he only read it once, in a place that he could not bear the torture of an occupied area. His family tried his best to spend all their money and worked hard to establish a relationship. He sent him back. This type of person has a unified name: deserter!

That is a type of person who abandons his own dignity and military glory and loses even faith in fear, and is not worthy of respect.

However, unlike the private who was trembling with inferiority in his sight, the officer who looked even younger in front of him calmly took his sight without any discomfort. He even had no change in his half-closed eyelids and casual and indifferent eyes, and there was no intention of retreating or avoiding.

Graduated from Kyoto Military Academy, received the most orthodox militarized training, and was able to stay in the garrison area and be considered a lieutenant at home, and indeed had a good vision. Although Su Ming had always maintained a superficial calm, he could still vaguely detect the hidden edge.

How could a guy who can join the Rangers be a deserter? The lieutenant turned his head slightly, putting aside this unrealistic idea, and his right hand, which he had hesitated and failed to raise it for a while, waved it "swish"-

A military salute that is so standard that it cannot be standard anymore.

"Please allow me to pay tribute to the loyal and brave heroes!" the lieutenant muttered sincerely.

In pure admiration, there is no impurity in the slightest part of the war. In the face of such a heroic war history, the little conflict between the two corpses is not worth mentioning at all.

Su Ming pulled the corner of his mouth unnaturally, as if he wanted to say something. He was used to the middle finger facing his temple when he returned the gift, and also trembled twice. He brought a faint angle between his arms, but he felt as if he had been drained from his strength. He let it go dejected and did not respond to the lieutenant's salute.

He just held his left hand tightly, and his poor luggage that was already scarce, whispered: "Although I really want to receive your respect for them, I'm sorry, I don't think I'm qualified."

After saying that, he turned around, stopped looking at him, and walked towards the city, and the review was over.

"Are you a deserter?" The lieutenant's voice came from behind Su Ming. It was not loud, nor too much anger. It was just that the indifference and barrier were amplified again in an instant.

Speaking of which, it is indeed ironic to say that the garrison corps that have been huddled in the garrison area. In clearing the reputation of the corps, these people are no different from deserters, but Su Ming had no intention of refuting, and his steps did not stop at all, and he still walked firmly towards the inner city.

"Even if it's right!"
Chapter completed!