[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

ch.338: Small Fish and Big Fish

In the open, muddy ground, Wang Zhiqiang and Feizao directed people to place the bodies of their fallen teammates one by one onto dry firewood and branches.

The strong smell of gasoline dissipated in the air, followed by a sudden burst of flame!

Everyone saluted the raging fire and then watched in silence.

Some people had somber expressions, while others had tears in their eyes.

Wang Zhiqiang, who was adding branches to the fire, had eyes that were burning and dry from the firelight. He lifted up a branch that was burning in the fire.

The flames on the branch quickly died down as the temperature dropped, leaving only a single branch with countless bright red leaves that shone with an orange glow.

As the wind blew, the already sticky and fragile leaves were lifted up by the wind, like bright red petals or tiny Kongming lanterns, dancing hurriedly and chaotically.

You float beside him, your head resting on his shoulder, and together you look up at the night sky, at this magnificent yet desolate scene.

He pursed his lips, you sighed, and you both sighed almost simultaneously:

"Companions vanished one by one, like burnt branches and withered leaves..."

Old friends are passing away one after another, like leaves falling in the wind...

Wang Zhiqiang suddenly turned his head, and you also looked back, as if your eyes met, so close that you could even see his eyelashes.

This time, however, only his aura lingered.

He's not looking at you, you know.

Because he closed his eyes the next second, and a tear slid down his cheek.

You don't know if he was grieving for his comrades who were burning in the flames, or if he was thinking of you again.

But his secretly vulnerable appearance makes you feel sad.

You gently cupped his face in your hands and lightly kissed his cheek, kissing the tear stain.

You said: "After tonight, slowly forget me, brother."

You don't know how much longer you can stay with them, but you have a feeling it won't be long.

It is said that after a person dies, there are seven days for them to say goodbye to their loved ones in the form of a soul or a host body.

Perhaps this is your situation right now...

In the distance, Kruger glanced at the campfire, then began searching the crowd.

Finally, his gaze settled, and he walked towards that person.

The following day, at 10:20 a.m., after a few hours of rest, the three teams withdrew one after another.

Since Reina was discovered by the Ghosts and captured with Keegan's assistance, he will be escorted by both sides.

Since Koenig was still unconscious, Wang Zhiqiang took his place and, along with Keegan, led a group of men to escort him first.

Since your remains could not be transported in front of your teammates, Soap handled the sea freight procedures.

They ultimately decided to bury you in the hills behind the base, so it would be as if you had never left...

When they were taking a headcount before leaving, Blizzard discovered that Vita was missing, but the person taking the headcount did not mention her name.

It was as if this person had never existed.

Seeing the confusion and hesitation on Blizzard's face, you shook your head and sighed.

You were originally the closest trio, but now you're dead, Vita has been discharged from the military, and Blizzard is all that's left.

It has been verified that Weta did not leak any information, but the act of secretly installing locators is a serious violation of discipline and, according to regulations, will result in expulsion.

The punishment may seem light, but Price and his team had their own reasons. If they wanted to catch the big fish later, they had to release the small fish first.

The team set off as planned, and you floated back to your own body.

Although you have now learned to move freely, you cannot stray too far from your body, otherwise, just like headphones being separated from Bluetooth, your spirit will feel uncomfortable and may even dissipate.

Bored, you can only circle around the soap and a few teammates, secretly listening to their complaints and gossip.

You see Soap sitting alone in the corner fiddling with his phone, so you curiously drift over and peek out from behind him.

Hehe, since you can't leak the secret now anyway, I'll let you see what little secrets this kid has.

The glowing screen displayed a group chat on a social media app, with the default group name suggesting it was created temporarily.

The soap tapped on the screen, proactively sending a message:

[Once she's safely on board, we'll take turns watching over her.]

Someone in the group quickly replied:

Simon: [Okay, we'll pick you up then.]

Zi Mo: [As planned, we'll head back as soon as we've finished here.]

Kruger: [You guys better not fail @ZiMo]

Keegan: [No.]

Nick Toh: [@Soap needs to keep an eye on her.]

You understand what they're discussing now. It's reassuring that they're not blindly loyal, but you still can't help but worry.

Soap frowned and quickly replied: "She will definitely be delivered safely."

He then turned off the screen, rubbed his temples wearily, and let out a heavy sigh.

Then, he opened his eyes again and turned on his phone.

He swiped his finger across the screen, finally finding your profile picture and stopping there.

He didn't continue swiping, nor did he click on anything; he just stared blankly at it.

You know he's definitely feeling guilty again, but you're not in the mood to comfort him right now; your attention is completely drawn to the nickname he gave you in his contact list.

her?

she?

Why is it noted like this?

You don't know if there will be any cultural differences in this regard, but in your opinion, a man wouldn't casually use such a nickname for a woman.

They've gotten a little... intimate?

Although you and Soap have a good relationship, it shouldn't be to the point of using such an intimate term of endearment.

But now, you can't ask him anymore.

Soap finally opened the chat box and slowly, hesitantly typed out a sentence.

I'm so sorry.

You chuckled helplessly: What? Why are you still holding a grudge? This has nothing to do with you guys, so why are you all blaming yourselves?

But he can't hear your comfort, and he'll never receive your reply again.

Two military green trucks bumped along the mountain road. In the front truck, Reina, who was under strict guard, had his eyes closed, whether he was resting or escaping reality, it was unclear.

The handcuffs and shackles on his body made a dull thud as the vehicle jolted along.

Suddenly! The truck slammed on the brakes!

"What's wrong!"

"Damn it, it looks like we have a flat tire. You guys check it out."

Two soldiers jumped out of the vehicle, cursing and swearing, to check the blown tire, loudly complaining as they did so.

Reina suddenly felt the handcuffs on his back click as they were unlocked.

He subconsciously glanced at a soldier sitting next to him, only to see the soldier look back at him and blink in affirmation.

Then the soldier got up, lifted the tires off the truck bed, and helped Reina unlock his shackles.

Then, he removed the tire from the car, and the sound of three people talking could be heard outside.

Shortly after, the truck started up again, and as the soldier sat back down next to Reina, he whispered in Spanish: "Escape."

Upon hearing this, Reina slammed the handcuffs at another soldier, then, taking advantage of the centrifugal force of the car turning, grabbed the door with both hands and jumped out, sliding down the slope into the jungle!

"Target escaped!"

As the soldiers cried out in alarm, the man had already rolled down the slope into the dense bushes, completely unaware that his ankles had been cut by sharp rocks.

He looked up at the stream in the distance, a cold smile playing on his lips. He could escape easily if he jumped in!

But he couldn't see that a circular scope was already aimed at the back of his head.

"sudden--"

Reina suddenly tilted his body, barely dodging the incoming bullet.

But before he could react, a second bullet pierced his chest instantly!

His body went limp, and he fell into the stream.

In the distance, Keegan holstered his sniper rifle at the window and spoke indifferently:

"Target escaped and has been killed."

ch.339: Like a monster

The hazy blue eyes slowly appeared, and the familiar cabin ceiling came into view.

The man lying on the wooden crates arranged side by side to form a 'bed' had his eyes wide open and unblinking.

"Sergeant König is awake!"

Hailin, who was sitting to the side, suddenly shouted, and the others gathered around, their eyes filled with concern.

Lowe approached first, asking Koenig in a gentle voice, "Are you feeling alright? Do you need some water?"

Koenig suddenly sat bolt upright!

His wounds immediately tore open, and blood soaked his thin shirt, but he seemed oblivious to it.

His left hand frantically grasped at the air, but could only grab at the cold air.