Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

When the scorpion's lifeless body, its eyes wide open in death, crashed heavily onto the floor, the brief but bloody battle finally came to a complete end.

The core workshop of the entire chemical plant has been completely transformed into a veritable battlefield.

More than a dozen corpses lay sprawled on the ground, their postures contorted in agony.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, gunpowder, and chemicals, a nauseating mixture.

Liu Ming stood quietly in the center of this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

His already tattered suit was now completely soaked in blood, making it impossible to tell whether it belonged to the enemy or himself.

Blood was still gushing from the bullet hole in his shoulder, staining half of his body a shocking dark red.

But he seemed to feel no pain at all.

He simply turned around slowly.

Those eyes, bloodshot from the carnage, instantly regained their usual clarity and...gentleness when they saw the woman tied to the chair, her face already streaked with tears.

He threw away the blood-dripping military dagger in his hand.

He walked slowly towards her, step by step.

"Waaaaah..."

Xi Wanqing looked at him, at the gruesome bullet hole in his shoulder, at his face, stained with blood yet still giving her immense peace of mind.

She wanted to speak, but because of the gag in her mouth, she could only make indistinct sobs.

Tears streamed down her face like broken beads, rolling wildly from her red and swollen eyes.

Liu Ming walked up to her and squatted down.

He reached out his hand, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a rare treasure.

He carefully untied the gag from her mouth.

Then, with the same military dagger that had just severed the lives of more than a dozen people, he gently cut the ropes binding her.

"sorry."

His voice was hoarse and filled with endless self-blame and...heartache.

"We're late."

"I'm sorry you had to suffer."

The moment the rope was untied.

Xi Wanqing could no longer hold on, and the string of "strength" that had been taut snapped completely.

"Wow--!!!"

She was like a child who had suffered a great injustice, no longer caring about the dignity of the deputy mayor, nor about the pride of a young lady from the capital.

She suddenly threw herself into Liu Ming's arms!

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck!

She buried her face deeply in his chest, which was filled with the smell of blood and sweat!

I burst into tears!

The cries were mournful and desperate!

It was filled with the fear of surviving a catastrophe!

It was also filled with her deepest dependence on and...love for this man!

"Liu Ming... Liu Ming..."

She cried as she repeatedly murmured his name.

It was as if only in this way could she confirm that the man who had fought his way through her was real.

"I am here."

Liu Ming hugged her tightly.

He could feel the soft, delicate body in his arms trembling violently and uncontrollably.

He knew what kind of terrifying and...despair this usually ruthless and decisive ice queen had experienced in those few short hours—an experience that was enough to completely destroy her.

His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

The pain was so intense that he could barely breathe!

"It's alright now."

He gently patted her back, as if comforting a frightened kitten.

His voice was deep and filled with a gentleness and...power that could soothe the entire world.

"It's all in the past."

"I am here."

……

a long time.

The crying gradually stopped.

With red eyes, Xi Wanqing lifted her head from his embrace.

She reached out her slender, still slightly trembling hand and gently stroked the gruesome, bloody bullet hole in Liu Ming's shoulder.

Tears welled up again, uncontrollably streaming down my face.

"Does it hurt?" Her voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.

"It doesn't hurt."

Liu Ming smiled, a smile that looked both tragic and exceptionally warm on her blood-stained face.

"Compared to you, what's this little injury?"

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"fool."

"Don't cry."

"Your makeup will be ruined from crying, and you won't look good."

"Pfft..."

Xi Wanqing was amused by his untimely joke.

She burst into laughter through her tears and punched his firm chest hard.

The force was so light it felt like a tickle.

"Hate!"

She rolled her eyes at him, her gaze devoid of its usual coldness and authority.

All that remained was endless coquettishness and...tenderness.

Just then.

"Boom—!"

A huge roar of helicopters suddenly rang out over the chemical plant!

Immediately afterwards!

More than a dozen blinding beams of searchlight descended from the sky!

The entire factory area, which was like a ghost town, was illuminated as if it were daytime!

The military region's support has arrived.

Liu Ming slowly stood up.

He took off his tattered suit jacket and draped it over Xi Wanqing's disheveled body.

Then he reached out his hand.

"Let's go."

His voice regained its usual calm and composure.

"I'll take you home."

Looking at the large, blood-stained hand in front of her, Xi Wanqing felt a sense of peace she had never felt before.

She did not hesitate at all.

She gently placed her hand in his palm.

Their fingers were intertwined.

that moment.

Outside the window, the wind and rain had stopped.

The moon, which had been obscured by dark clouds all night, quietly peeked out from the horizon.

The cool moonlight streamed in through the broken window.

The two figures, so closely intertwined, stretched out very long, very long…

It seems to last forever.