The strongest soldier

Three hours later, Wu Miao walked out of the rescue room with a solemn expression. She saw Wu Jin waiting at the door. She took off her mask and gave Wu Jin a look. The two came to the window at the end of the aisle and stopped. Wu Miao met Wu Jin's questioning gaze. Said: "The situation is a bit complicated. Lan Xue's external injuries are not serious, but the internal injuries are more serious. In addition, the Qi and blood attack the heart, and it will take a month to heal. As for the ghost, the situation is more complicated, with internal injuries and coldness. He can't leave within a month. In the ward, the old dean just told me that he made a Chinese medicine prescription that can get rid of the cold in the body."

"The old dean is an expert, so it's okay, but the cold? Is it serious?" Wu Jin asked in surprise.

"The cold air enters the body and damages the heart and lungs. If it is not eradicated, it will lead to the occurrence of various diseases and you will never be able to go to the battlefield again." Wu Miao said as seriously as possible in a way that Wu Jin could understand.

Wu Jin didn't understand these things very well, but he understood the consequences. His face became solemn, his eyebrows furrowed, and he warned: "We must eradicate that cold air at all costs. This is the instruction from the chief just now. You will be here during this period." Come here, if you need anything, just ask, I will take care of it right away."

"Okay, not yet. They have both woken up. I suggest not to ask questions yet and let them rest for a day before talking. Just wait until they wake up. The others are still waiting for me. Let's go." Wu Miao said seriously. He warned and hurried towards other wards.

When Wu Jin heard that his life was not in danger, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and came to a ward. Yingying was lying in the room and receiving an intravenous drip. Although he was not injured, he had gone to the virgin forest and needed to replenish various nutrients needed by the body. The intravenous drip was a supplement. One of the best ways is that there were other people in the ward, all members of the Shadow Team. When everyone saw Wu Jin, they stood up and saluted and said hello.

After exchanging a few words, Wu Jin looked at Shadow and said, "Go and guard at your door. No one is allowed to eavesdrop."

Shadow looked at one of the team members knowingly, and the other party walked outside and closed the door knowingly. Shadow pretended to be dissatisfied and looked at Wu Jin and said: "Boss, don't you have another mission? Can you let me stay for two days?" , am I still a patient?"

"Stop talking nonsense and talk about serious things." Wu Jin knew Shadow's temper and scolded with a smile.

When Shadow and others heard that it was serious business, they all stopped playing and became serious. Wu Jin continued: "You have been staying here for this month. You have only one mission, to protect all the wounded here. If the ghosts and the others cause trouble, With such a big movement, all countries will definitely send people to assassinate them, and their safety will be left to your squadron. Are there any problems? If you have any questions, please tell me as soon as possible."

"No problem." As a soldier, he was happy to hear about the war, and Shadow agreed.

"It's no problem. The guards here will cooperate with you. I'll say hello to them later. You can just adjust your body here. In a month, you will go to the Snow Bear's lair. This is a task personally assigned by the chief. Take more time to understand the situation, make a good plan, and just ask if you need anything." Wu Jin continued.

"Yes." When Shadow heard that there was such a big task, he happily agreed. Protecting the safety of Luo Zheng and others was almost no pressure for Shadow, but it was different when dealing with the Snow Bear's lair. He immediately became energetic and understood. He gave the brothers a look and everyone laughed.

Seeing that everyone was in good spirits, Wu Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and warned: "The protection mission must be carried out secretly, and the enemy must not be underestimated. If you have any questions, please contact me immediately." He stood up and walked outside.

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Japan, a room in a secret underground military base in Toyama.

A dozen people in kimonos sat on their knees in a circle, with a corpse in the middle. He was in his forties, covered with a white cloth with a blooming chrysanthemum embroidered on it. One of the deceased's eyes was stabbed, and his face looked pale. The expression was ferocious, he was obviously very angry before his death, and there were long knife marks on his neck. It was Master Liuyun who was killed by Shadow.

A middle-aged man said quietly: "Master Liuyun is the symbol and pride of our Chrysanthemum Club. Now, he died tragically in a foreign country and gave his precious life for the country. Fortunately, the evacuated soldiers returned to the scene after the war and brought back Otherwise, we wouldn’t even have a chance to say goodbye to the master.”

"The Chrysanthemum Club is the highest organization of our ninjas, and it is also a sacrosanct organization. Now, our symbol has been attacked. This revenge must be avenged. Mr. Ishii, please tell us, how did Master Liuyun die? Where did he die? Whose hands?" A middle-aged man said with a cold expression.

The man just now did not speak immediately, but looked at Liu Yun's body quietly. The room suddenly fell into silence. The surroundings were illuminated by candles as thick as arms. There was nothing in the room. It was empty and the surrounding walls were decorated with paper. The snow-white paper looks very high-end, with blooming chrysanthemums painted on it, in various shapes and styles, each with its own merits.

The whole room exuded a simple and natural atmosphere, which made people feel calm. After a while, the person who spoke first continued: "The killer Master Liuyun has been investigated clearly. He is an old opponent of our ninjas and I, Ishii." The old rival of the family, the person I, Sora Ishii, will kill in my life. As a member of the Ishii family, I will never forget it. As the new head of the Shinigami, I will not forget it either. As the vice president of the Ninja Chrysanthemum Club, I will never forget it. Three enemies merge into one, I need your support, please take care of me."

"Your Excellency, Vice President, please give me an order. Since the murderer is an enemy of the Ishii family, an enemy of the Death Organization, and an enemy of our Juhua Club, I am bound to obey the orders of the society and carry out this task. Please also ask the Vice President Grow up." A middle-aged man said coldly, a cold murderous aura came out of his body, and his eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit.

"Ishiino, you are a member of my Ishii family, a leader of the younger generation of the Juhua Society, and a direct disciple of Master Liuyun. You are also the swordsmanship instructor of my Death God organization. No matter what aspect, you have the qualifications and responsibility to perform For this task, I will dispatch more elites to assist you, and I hope you will succeed." The man named Sora Ishii was overjoyed when he saw the other party volunteering for help, and said.

"I will live up to the vice president's trust." The man named Ishiino said confidently.

"Do you have any other opinions?" Ishijing Kong looked at everyone coldly and said. Seeing that everyone was silent, he continued: "According to the situation we have, the murderer is recovering from his injuries in a coastal city in China. Our intelligence personnel We are already collecting relevant intelligence, so please cooperate with us extra vigorously, please.”

"Don't worry, I will inform the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the military and the intelligence agencies, and ask them to assist you at all costs to get rid of the enemy's serious troubles." An old man said calmly, but it showed the murderous intent of a superior. momentum.