Chapter 338: While dawdling, I'll knock your brains out!

The originally obvious mark was revealed.

Above the mark, strange runes were drawn.

The runes were purple, faintly visible, as if they had come from the heavens.

It was very strange, yet extremely mysterious.

Lu Yuan stroked his chin, seemingly pondering where this thing came from.

How could such a miraculous object be on this person? Could it be an illusion?

If it were an illusion, I wouldn't have looked at it so affectionately just now.

Indeed, it needs to be checked; it seems this squad can't stay.

Lu Yuan thought to himself, he followed along in a leisurely manner.

Just like a gentle breeze brushing past, the next second I would blurt out: "May the wind bless you."

Of course, that's impossible.

Lu Yuan merely minimized his presence; it's not that he wasn't there, and indeed he was mostly slacking off, which doesn't mean he doesn't slack off.

In the distance, within the approaching squad, a man named Wang An was thinking about how to complete this mission.

Yes, their scouting squad brought back a message: not far from them, there is a squad that needs to be eliminated.

However, this squad's strength is likely above theirs, requiring careful handling.

Wang An's captain, Wang Qingyang, silently rubbed his temples.

Although Wang Qingyang also bears the surname Wang, he is not from the same family.

Moreover, Wang An is just an ordinary kid who grew up and joined the army, making him very different from Wang Qingyang.

Of course... precisely because they are different, their hearts have mutually escaped, making them long-time good friends.

Today's battlefield affair was also arranged by Wang Qingyang.

Wang An always wanted to go to the battlefield; going to another squad would be the same, but it's better to stay with his own squad so he at least has companionship.

Wang An thus agreed and entered this squad.

Originally the main task was to slack off, but who would have thought that slacking off became impossible, and they started handling weapons instead.

Three days later they entered the battlefield.

Although the two were in the same place, they never expected to be transferred to the battlefield so quickly.

The wind swayed gently, stirring Wang An's heart.

He furrowed his brow, wanting to tug at Wang Qingyang's collar.

But just as he moved, he discovered Wang Qingyang had gone somewhere unknown.

He quickly turned his head to look, only to discover…… Wang Qingyang was a hundred and eighty thousand li away from him.

Good grief, what is this? This is a distant distance.

"How? Vice-captain?"

A soldier stepped forward to inquire; Wang An waved his hand and quickly came before Wang Qingyang.

"Qingyang, did you discover something? Why are you walking so fast?"

Wang An quickly pressed down on Wang Qingyang's steps, forcing him to stop.

He discovered that the distance between himself and Wang Qingyang was growing ever larger.

There was even a trend of them moving apart faster and faster.

Wang Qingyang turned his head, his expression utterly scattered.

Seeing this, Wang An quickly pulled something from his pocket and personally fed it to him.

A black mass emerged from Wang Qingyang's mouth.

The mass resembled flesh and blood, raising its already dark head and leaning toward Wang An.

Wang An remained silent.

At the critical moment, a soldier behind wielding black scissors swooped in.

Then this path was suddenly retracted.

It seemed as if he hadn't just made a move.

"Be careful."

The soldier cautioned, then looked toward the gradually regaining consciousness Wang Qingyang.

Wang An nodded; Wang Qingyang regained consciousness, his eyes filled with curiosity and bewilderment. Upon seeing Wang An's worried gaze, he seemed to think of something and instinctively looked at his clothes and body.

After finding nothing wrong, he finally exhaled.

Sorry, I didn't expect… I myself actually collapsed and couldn't get up.

Wang Qingyang thought this in his heart, but the words that reached his lips turned into sobs.

Wang An???

What are you sobbing about? Speak up.

If you don't speak, how can I know what you're saying?

Soldier…

Wang Qingyang???

Good grief, a bunch of sixes.

"Um, vice-captain, your hand is covering the captain's mouth."

Wang An instinctively lowered his head to look, and indeed saw he was covering Wang Qingyang's mouth and nose.

Wang Qingyang, smothered and unable to breathe, then, at the instant the hold was released, he drew a deep breath.

"Wang An, are you trying to kill your friend?"

No…… you're the captain!

Captain?

Pfft, how could I possibly kill my own captain?

Unless you think your life is too long?

No, what just happened to you?

Wang An asked, and Wang Qingyang scratched his head.

I just…….

Then he told Wang An everything that had just happened, in detail.

Originally, just now, as Wang Qingyang was walking, he felt a gust of wind blow over, and he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Then he lost consciousness, and he also doesn't know the specific reason.

Anyway, he just lost consciousness.

The wind swayed lightly, stirring the hair.

The wind lifted Wang Qingyang's hair, and he instinctively covered his hair just as he cautiously looked around.

Wang An made a sound,

Wang An, what's wrong with you? You scared me to death.

It's fine, I just feel that something is a bit off.

Ah?

Wang An looked puzzled, and Wang Qingyang was also puzzled.

Seeing Wang Qingyang's clueless expression, Wang An finally laughed out loud.

What the heck? Hahaha, what are you saying?

How could there be danger in such a quiet place?

Wang An sighed, reached out and patted Wang Qingyang's shoulder, saying, "It's not me saying this, don't you feel that this place is a bit strange?"

It's too quiet, and even if it's quiet, it shouldn't be this quiet.

That makes sense. How could a war be this deserted?

Wang Qingyang seemed to notice something, nodded, and his face looked a bit grim.

If it's as you said, aren't we in danger?

Wang An nodded: "Yeah, so we should retreat quickly?"

Retreat from what?

Wang Qingyang thought, if we talk about retreating, we can indeed retreat.

But as things stand now, it seems we can't retreat easily.

Then should we go back?

No, Wang Qingyang, you're the captain, I'm not.

Then you're the vice-captain! You're our backbone!

The soldiers all looked bewildered.

Good grief, are the captain and vice-captain arguing?

Quite an argument.

Not the captain and vice-captain, but shouldn't we leave? If we keep going like this, not only will we fail to complete the mission, we might not even be able to leave.

Wang Qingyang stroked his nonexistent beard, nodded: "Makes sense, then let's retreat."

Saying that, Wang Qingyang was about to lead everyone away.

They hadn't taken a few steps when a rustling sound came from around.

Wang Qingyang quickly narrowed his eyes and quickly whistled.

The whistle's sound represents the task to be carried out.

Everyone, following the quickest method, completes their own task.

They quickly found a cover, hid inside, and the surroundings instantly fell silent. (End of chapter)