I am the dual leader of the essence and spirit of the entire army. Once I accept the order to return to the motherland, the Dragon Soul will lose its strongest leadership. I personally formulate a nuclear weapon strategy for Japan. The "Maritime Sniper" plan that will constantly weaken the lifeline of Japan's economy will be postponed indefinitely. [Bao! Book]

In fact, the Japanese Self-Defense Force in Guam did not suffer a fatal heavy bed like the US Navy. The soldiers they lost could be quickly replenished from the reserve. The P3C fixed-wing anti-submarine reconnaissance aircraft they lost could only be two months to rebuilt fifty war weapons loaded with all anti-submarine equipment! On that day, Japan's coastal defense will be impeccable again!

But... I can't disobey!

I am a soldier, and the military is obeying orders as its mission! No matter what I create here, no matter how bright I am, as long as the motherland gives me an order, there is only one thing I can do, that is, unconditional execution!

"Forget it, brother, you should go back to China too! You are the most popular war hero in the Chinese. Unlike us little-known little people, even if you are hit by Fu Wanying's affairs, no one believes that you will be completely defeated because of this!" Liu Kangnan sighed and whispered: "So no matter what, you need to go back to China and finish this matter. You must at least have a reasonable reason to withdraw from the open stage of the Chinese army."

Main also nodded repeatedly, pointing at me and shouting: "You are the youngest colonel in China that has been able to get up with its own strength in the past twenty years, and the supreme commander of the Fifth Special Forces. An extraordinary military genius and iron-blooded hawks like you have long been the primary focus of intelligence departments in various countries. You have disappeared from the public for a full year. You must surface and say hello to everyone!"

"You're back, I'm still here! Do you dare to underestimate my Valkyrie's super strength?!"

Qi Xiaoxia pointed at everyone in the command room and smiled and said, "It turns out that Zhao Yonggang and I fought in the world together. We fought a country of our own. Although he is no longer here, you left me with Liu Kangnan, Main, Xu Jixuan, Cheng Sheng, Xu Feng and other right-hand assistants, and Bai Ruiqi echoed us. We may not be able to fight any classic battles and make any big moves, but if there are too many enemies, run away, and if there are fewer enemies, fight. We are still at ease in this kind of travelogue war!"

Bu Shanna, who finally untied her knot with me, reached out and gently stroked my hair, sighed and hugged me tightly in her arms. At this moment, I was like a wounded child, eager to gain understanding and support. I must admit that I, who was praised by the enemy as an iron-blooded butcher on the battlefield, was defeated by my own people's ignorance and fearlessness.

"Yingxue," Bu Shanna gently attached to my ear and whispered: "The above just wants you to rush back immediately, instead of ordering us to withdraw all the troops. Maybe things are not as bad as we think. Maybe there is really something in China, and you, the purest soldiers who are close to perfection, must solve it. Bai Ruiqi sent a message that she must restore the intelligence network of the Siviras Island country all over the world. Only in order to gather the volunteers of the Dragon Teeth Group, plus the necessary brainwashing and military training, it will take at least a year to take out thousands of Dragon Teeth. You can take advantage of this strategic gap to return to China!"

"Yes, yes." Shen Hao, the leader of the Iron Blood Society, who is known for his courage to fight, nodded repeatedly and echoed in agreement: "Brothers, I fought bloody battles with powerful enemies dozens of times their own in the Battle of Guam for two weeks. Both physical and mentally were completely overdrawn, and I also need a good rest. Boss, you come back to China to report your life. It's also a long holiday for us!"

"You really need a rest. Look at how much you have lost weight during this period. You not only need to plan the entire strategy, but also charge directly when necessary. Even if you are a person who is a stunning person, you should not keep fighting! Otherwise, you will get tired of yourself!"

Bu Shanna softened my hair and smiled and said, "You don't need to say anything now, we don't want to think about it. You just need to remember that we are waiting for you to come back here, and thousands of passionate warriors are waiting for you to come back, which is enough!"

When I lay down in the Dragon Soul Operating Room, facing the familiar face of the magician, staring at the surgical light on the top of my head, I said calmly: "Don't use anesthetic!"

Anesthetics will affect my physical coordination ability and make me slow to react, and anesthetics will also affect my judgment and keen intuition on the battlefield. As the highest commander of the Dragon Soul, even if my ability deteriorates by only one thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a thousandth of a brother will cost my brother the price of bleeding!

Looking at the magician who opened his mouth in front of me and couldn't get together for a long time, I smiled proudly and said, "Are you afraid that I will affect your surgery because of muscle twitching, right? Are you still afraid that I can't bear this pain, and fall into a coma in the middle, causing all your previous efforts to be wasted?"

I slapped the operating table suddenly and shouted: "Let's go, let's see, is it your scalpel harder, or is it my Fu Yinxue's willpower stronger! I will remember every knife you carved on your face, I will remember every drop of blood and every drop of sweat I shed, because sooner or later I will take this part of pain back from the Japanese in millions of times!!!"

Yes, I will be back!

Here, there are my unfinished tasks, here, there are our undestroyed enemies, here, here, there are my promises to my brothers, friends and beloved women!

The magician stared at the war hero lying in front of him, and involuntarily made a gasp sound. The expression on his face kept changing, and in the end, all that was left was absolute respect and admiration. He murmured to himself: "I finally understand why you have become so strong in such a short time! It turns out that two words are filled with words in your life... Fight!"

Yes, fight!

Fighting with the sky is endless joy, fighting with the earth is endless joy, fighting with people is endless joy, fighting with yourself, forcing yourself to overcome physical pain, and forcing yourself to constantly challenge the limits of life, which is even more joyful!!!

It hurts very much when I watched the sharp scalpel stab into my face, but... Is this kind of pain the outstanding soldier of the Shura Legion who was only seventeen years old, hurts when he saw the enemy's bayonet stab into my eyes?

The bright red blood slowly flowed down my face, but no matter how much blood came out from me, were there many Chinese civilians who died tragically under the Japanese butcher knife during World War II?

My pain nerves kept shouting towards my brain, desperately asking me to avoid the magician's surgery weapon, but... can my physical pain be comparable to my heartache?

"Fu Yinxue..." The magician's hand suddenly stopped the operation and looked at me and whispered: "Can you please close your eyes? There is too heavy murderous aura and too strong sadness in your eyes. You have affected my emotions. If this continues, my hands will not help but start to tremble!"

"kindness!"

I slowly closed my eyes, and I counted silently in my heart: "One knife, two knife, three knife, four knife..."

Large beads of sweat kept pouring out from the magician's forehead. He could only temporarily stop the operation again and again, and raised his head to signal the nurse to wipe the sweat for him. He had to grit his teeth to barely control his hands and force them not to tremble. He could not imagine what the nerves of this man lying in front of him were made of. The scalpel in his hand stabbed into Fu Yinxue's body again and again, but he could silently bear the pain and stimulation that ordinary people could not imagine with a dull look on his face.

He is simply not a human!

He is a stone, he is a dead corpse, he is a human-shaped monster who no longer regards himself as a human being, he is a...a true iron-blooded soldier who can create miracles!!!

Fu Yinxue and Aohuang already have too many similarities!

Is it because of their close personalities that they have almost the same charm? Is it because of their same arrogance and presumptuousness that their eyebrows are pointed slanted like swords?

Is it because they have the same strength and courage that the outline on their faces is like a knife and axe, with a terrible toughness that makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts?

Is it because they are used to life and death and crawl out of the pile of corpses again and again on the battlefield, so they have no weakness and tenderness?

They already have nearly the same gods, so what remains is the reshaping of shape. This is just a simple mechanical work for a perfect master of art, but it is such a simple work that can only take one or two hours to complete, but exhausts all the energy of the magician.

When he gasped and put down the scalpel and directed the nurse to wrap the bandages on my face layer by layer, I was shocked by the words, "You have carved a total of 142 knives on my face! What makes me wonder is why you carved two discriminatory knives on my left face, but only 70 knives on my right face. I have been waiting for your last two knives, but I haven't waited for it. This feeling is really a kind of weirdness that cannot be described! Can I say that my right face looks more awesome than my left face?"

The magician stared at the nurse trying to wrap the bandage on my face, and after a while, he gasped: "My job is to deal with all kinds of people. No matter who they are, no matter what kind of strength and background they have, they can only lie in front of me, sleeping like a dead pig, letting me write and draw on their faces with a scalpel. No one has ever been able to persevere without any anesthetic on my operating table until the end. I have seen countless people in my life, but I must admit that you are the best!"
Chapter completed!