"Grandpa, aren't we hiding too far away?" An An looked worriedly at the fighting scene in the distance, which was almost invisible.
He fiddled with the hidden weapon in his hand. This distance seemed useless.
Chen Long’s eye twitched. All the comforting words he had prepared were rendered useless.
Fortunately, An An was well-behaved. He knew he couldn't cause trouble. Since the distance was too far, he decided to play with something else. So, An An quietly took out his phone and started fiddling with it behind him.
After a while, An An looked up at Chen Long, his face full of sincerity. "Grandpa Chen, someone is coming from behind."
Chen Long looked at the surveillance footage on the phone that An An handed him, looking surprised. "Where did An An see this from?"
"The surveillance," An An replied calmly, as if he were saying he had eaten a bun that morning. "Grandpa Chen, should we move away a bit?"
Since Grandpa Chen brought him so far away from the fighting scene, he probably meant to move away a bit, right? An An looked very serious.
Chen Long blinked, looking from An An to the phone.
A voice came from the walkie-talkie, "Minister, someone is approaching from behind..."
Well, he should be used to it. He should have gotten used to it more than ten years ago.
Chen Long smiled and picked up An An, preparing to move.
"Grandpa Chen, bring Sister Shen along!" An An pointed at Shen Sitong, who was slumped on the ground in the distance.
As Chen Long and his subordinate moved with An An and Shen Sitong, he listened to the gunshots in his ears and looked at the well-behaved An An in his arms. In a daze, he seemed to see Huo Rou from many years ago.
Before that mission, when Huo Rou was brought to their combat plan meeting by people from the intelligence department, his expression must have been similar to this, right?
Like mother, like son. It wasn't strange that An An was so smart.
"You," Chen Long tapped An An's nose. "Learned from your mom, didn't you?"
An An blushed and lowered his head, feeling very content.
Chen Long caressed An An's head with pity. If his captain hadn't died back then, Huo Rou's talent would have...
A child who didn't need to learn martial arts was forced to learn how to punch in such a cruel way.
In the hall, all the BDD members aimed their weapons at Huo Rou.
"Heh!" Huo Rou snorted. The BDD members were as arrogant and underestimating as always.
Some people swung large swords, while bullets flew past Huo Rou.
On the battlefield, she was that god of death, impervious to pain. As a large sword swung towards her arm, Huo Rou smiled slightly and pierced the opponent's throat a step ahead. She knew she would get a slight injury, and it was worth it.
But the expected pain didn't come. Her waist was grabbed by a pair of large hands, and with a swift spin, Qin Ningyi moved back and kicked, sending the attacker to the ground.
The redness in Qin Ningyi's eyes was even more intense than the blood flowing on the ground. "No."
He said this nonsensically, then pulled Huo Rou out of the encirclement. People were waiting outside. The clashing of weapons, the screams of people, the whistling of bullets, people falling, people rushing forward.
Huo Rou was protected behind Qin Ningyi. This part of the world was incredibly silent, only the sound of heartbeats.
With an attack from both inside and outside, the chaotic situation at the airport was quickly brought under control. Except for a few minor injuries among the ground staff, there were no major casualties.
Outside the crowd, Zhao Wen boldly patted Si Nian's shoulder and gave him a thumbs up. "Commander Si, you're amazing!"
Si Nian's eyes were calm, his expression as arrogant as ever. He nodded, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the main gate.
The prisoners of war were being transported out one by one. Behind them, Huo Rou's forehead was tapped by Qin Ningyi, and An An, carried by someone, walked closer, anxiously shielding Huo Rou.
"Commander Si?" Zhao Wen followed his gaze. "Oh, Captain! Shall we go say hello?"
"No."
Si Nian watched Huo Rou from afar. Her clothes were torn in several places, and her face was covered in dust. Even from such a distance, Si Nian could see Huo Rou's beautiful brows furrowed as she shook her head at Qin Ningyi. Qin Ningyi, however, bandaged her wound without hesitation and put his jacket on her...
Under the starlight, he seemed to see the person who had fought alongside him again. But in the blink of an eye, the gentle smile that appeared on Huo Rou's face made him hesitate to step forward.
It was her, yet it wasn't her.
He admired her thorny nature, but forgot that she was always meant to be a fragrant rose.
Qin Ningyi's gaze shifted over. Si Nian nodded slightly and turned to leave.
Let's not meet. He had finally managed to lock away all those reports.
"Huo Rou, take care."
Facing the moon, he bid farewell in a soft voice.