69novels Chapter 203 1 Letter from Home
Chapter 203 1 Letter from Home
It was another evening, and Su Ping's team of fifty people were wandering on the way back to the camp, but everyone's face looked a little strange.
During their trip, no one returned sideways, no one was injured and needed help, and no equipment was damaged. It was all because of that bag, which only contained a few broken masks.
Their spoils bags can be exchanged for merits, and the monthly salary increase depends on them, but today's harvest is only a drop in the bucket compared to usual times.
Such a huge gap left the soldiers puzzled and they could not understand why.
The young soldier counted on his fingers in the team, muttering to himself, "It's been five or six days, and every time there are only five or six monsters in the same place, and sometimes there are only two or three hillmen left.
Normally, there are monsters that attack after every few steps, but why are there so few of them in recent days? Where have they gone?"
The burly man hugged his spear with both hands and said slowly: "Maybe he was afraid of being killed by us, so he hid somewhere else."
"Bullshit! If it were that simple, why would we need to send the Qianyan Army to guard day and night? We might as well just send out all of them and wipe them out in one go!" said a soldier with a sneer.
The burly man snorted and shouted, "Then tell me what's going on. Explain it to me."
The sergeant's eyes flickered. "I, how would I know?"
"If you don't know, don't interrupt. You try to show how capable you are." The burly man said, snorting contemptuously with a look of disdain on his face.
They are all brothers in the same team. If he can curse, the other can laugh back. No one will give in to the other and they are tit for tat, but no one is really angry and they are all having fun.
At the front of the team, Su Ping walked straight, Ning Lian walked at a leisurely pace, but Yanchuan, although he carried the gun himself this time, walked forward in a swagger, looking very generous.
That would have been fine. Su Ping didn't have to correct his walking posture. After all, he was in the wild, not in front of everyone, so there was no need.
But I don't know what Yanchuan was thinking at this moment. His foot would twist from time to time and then step on Su Ping's foot. The former's elbow would also poke the latter from time to time, as if he couldn't walk without doing this.
Su Ping naturally couldn't let him do whatever he wanted, so he went to hide. Yanchuan chased him relentlessly and followed him to that side.
In the end, Su Ping, who could no longer bear it, saw that retreating was futile, so he could only take the initiative to attack. He stepped back with his feet and elbowed back with his arms, and had no intention of speaking out to stop it.
This made Iwakawa stunned. After a moment, he came to his senses. He half-closed his eyes and looked at the boy beside him. He chuckled and said, "Now that you are silent, you should just give him a taste of his own medicine, right?"
"Because it has been proven many times that this is the most effective method." Su Ping said, and stepped back again.
Iwakawa groaned, but he wasn't angry. There was no angry expression on his face. He was still smiling, "It's better to step on the shoes more. Step out all the resentment and anger that are blocked in your heart, and you will be happy!"
Su Ping looked puzzled. He didn't feel any resentment in his heart. Why did the other party do this?
Iwakawa grinned and said, "Do you feel much better?"
"Well... I didn't feel uncomfortable in the first place." Su Ping answered honestly, because there was nothing to hide and there was really no need to.
Iwakawa nodded and said, "That's good. I thought you were feeling depressed because you didn't have any military merits in the past few days."
“No, I just can’t figure out why the monster suddenly disappeared.” Su Ping said with a smile.
Today, the monsters disappeared on a large scale, and no trace of them was found. This was so strange and unexpected that it made the Qianyan Army ponder.
Where did the monster go?
After returning to the camp, everyone dispersed to their tents to rest. After sunset, they had some free time after dinner, which was finally unusual.
An emergency summons that had never been received before was suddenly issued tonight, summoning all the Qianyan soldiers in the camp to go to the beacon tower and wait for specific instructions.
Under the beacon tower, people's heads were moving.
A total of one thousand soldiers, no matter what mission they were performing or how many military merits they had, even the soldiers patrolling the camp at night, gathered here, armed with guns and armor, ready for battle.
"Sergeants, we have called you here tonight because we have some heavy news to inform you." Captain Ying Qian stood at the bottom of the beacon tower, with his back to the rebuilt high wall and facing the Qianyan Army.
His face, illuminated by the torchlight, was unusually gloomy, and his tone was heavy, as if the thought weighed a thousand pounds and it took a lot of effort for him to express it from his heart.
Ying Qian took a deep breath, held his head high and chest out, his posture straight, and spoke loudly. His words were so powerful that they were heard by every soldier in the Qianyan Army.
“As for the reason why we are gathered here tonight, I believe some soldiers should have guessed that the large-scale disappearance of monsters in recent days is because they are brewing a big conspiracy.
This great conspiracy has been heard by all of us present here before, and some of the more experienced soldiers have experienced it before, that is the monster riot!"
A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. When the Qianyan Army heard those last five words that were as loud as thunder, they were all shocked for a moment, and then they rallied and became full of fighting spirit, as if they were fearless.
Ying Qian pondered, looking at every member of the Qianyan Army with sharp eyes. There was no fear on their faces, their bodies were straight, and the spears in their hands were able to kill the enemy.
He himself was the same, and then he said, "In the Qianyan Army, there has always been an unwritten rule that you can die but not retreat, and you can only report good news but not bad news!
Perhaps you have heard somewhere before about the bravery of the Thousand Rocks Army in killing the enemies, and now it is our turn. Starting six days ago, monsters from all over the suburbs of Lisha began to disappear in large numbers because they all went to one place and gathered like us.
We don't care about the monsters in one camp, we will be worried about ten camps, so what about a hundred, a thousand, or even tens of thousands?!"
There was a moment of silence, and then someone raised a gun and shouted.
"I would rather die than retreat, and sacrifice my life for my country!"
His eyes were clear, his face was firm, he was fearless and brave, and his voice seemed to linger in the air for three days.
The moment his words landed, the soldiers seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit. They also raised their spears high and shouted loudly: "We would rather die than retreat. We will sacrifice our lives for our country!"
"I would rather die than retreat, and sacrifice my life for my country!"
There were bursts of shouting, like the beating of drums, and similar situations were taking place in various Qianyan military camps in the suburbs of Lisha.
Tonight, they gathered together under the beacon tower.
Disaster is coming, but they are not afraid of death.
When Liyue is in trouble, they are the first to rush to the front line.
The world must know that Liyue has the Thousand Rock Army. Everyone knows that the Thousand Rock Army is iron-willed and strong. Whenever there is danger, there is the Thousand Rock Army!
After a long time, the noise gradually subsided, and every soldier was full of fighting spirit. This indomitable momentum seemed to soar into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.
Ying Qian looked at them, then shook his spear, and the momentum rose, "According to the reports from many camps, and after a careful investigation, one thing can be confirmed.
This monster uprising is more dangerous than any other in the past hundred years. Many more soldiers will be sacrificed as a result. If it is not stopped, it will definitely endanger the foundation of Liyue Harbor!
You, no one quits?"
No one answered, no one said anything, they just stood there like wooden sculptures or clay figures, motionless and oblivious to what was said.
Ying Qian shouted, "Okay, Captain Ying Qian, let's fight together and kill the enemy. We will not stop until we die!"
Old Hu joined in and shouted, "Stop fighting, everyone retreat, we will not stop until we die, the thousands of rocks are solid, the heavy barriers are immovable!"
"When the battle stops, everyone retreats and will not stop until death. Thousands of rocks are solid and heavy obstacles are immovable!" The soldiers shouted hysterically, erupting with the greatest strength of their lives, with a might that no one could match.
After the noise died down, Ying Qian spoke again, his voice lowered a little. He no longer yelled, but explained some matters like an elder.
"According to predictions, the monsters will launch a general attack in at least two days, but there is no certainty as to whether this will happen. Brothers who need to make arrangements for their funeral arrangements and write letters to their families, hurry up and prepare!
Everyone, go back to your own tents, gather your strength and be ready for this great battle. Go back! The brothers who are on night watch can also go back first.
Brothers on the beacon towers, keep working hard and keep an eye on the other beacon towers to the west and the movements of the monster army. You have worked hard!"
The thousands of people gathered in an orderly manner, and left in an orderly manner when the gathering ended. They all returned to their respective tents and picked up the pens and ink that they rarely touched.
Writing a letter and sending it back home to inform their family of the situation may also become their last writing in their life, a suicide note.
Most people in Su Ping's tent were writing with pens and ink, and he himself was also writing very quickly, because it seemed that there were many things that needed to be explained.
He said in the letter that if he couldn't go back, he could just let Ningguang, Baishi and others divide the pastry shop, and he would not have any use for his share of the ownership.
And Aunt Zhang, Xiao Cui should take good care of herself and not be overly sad, because she died for her country, and it will be a glorious thing for her ancestors and descendants to tell others about it.
The three senior students in the private school, the teacher Kong Shengren, the friends Nan Zhangsheng and Keqing, the senior sister Ji Fang from Wanwen Collection, the sister Ganyu with whom I have a close relationship, the master Grandma Ping, the immortal A Yuan, and Rosalia who is far away in Mondstadt.
Su Ping explained many, many things, including what he had always wanted to say, his regrets, and his plans for the money that might become his inheritance.
Su Ping wrote densely on a piece of paper, but it seemed that it was not enough, as if something was missing.
He was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw the soldiers beside him and himself wearing yellow clothes and armor, and suddenly realized that something was missing.
The ones he missed were his brothers in the recruit camp, his instructor, and the brother who kept his promise in the Qianyan Office. They were all Qianyan Army, so he couldn't remember them at the moment.
Since they are all members of the Qianyan Army, there is no need to explain.