Chapter 277 (Revised) Zhu Kaixuan

In the remote border mountains, a group of Chinese soldiers in combat uniforms were quickly cleaning up the battlefield. Among them, two officers standing at the very edge looked at everything in front of them with cold expressions.

"Brother, do you think these guys are crazy? I feel like I'm back on the battlefield when the enemy launches their final assault." One of the young officers, around thirty years old, frowned, with a grenade wound on his face. He seemed completely oblivious to the injury, showing no sign of pain.

If you look closely, you can see that a large piece of this person's left ear is missing, which is obviously an old injury. You can imagine how dangerous it must have been when he was injured; he might have lost half of his face.

The middle-aged man being questioned had a stern face and a tall, imposing build. His combat uniform made him look even more powerful and domineering, and he exuded a cold, murderous aura that could only be cultivated through years of battlefield experience.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed some weariness and vicissitudes, but his gaze was firm and sharp, with an unstoppable and fierce aura that even the most powerful guns could not break through.

"The institute's experiments are nearing completion. At that time, our country's scientific research and combat capabilities will see a new breakthrough. Those countries that do not want China to develop, including our country's pro-foreign factions, will not want to see this result and will naturally be restless."

His deep voice carried a hint of hoarseness. Anyone would feel exhausted after two days and three nights of fighting, but his tall figure stood straight as a pine tree, forming a strong protective layer that firmly guarded the research institute hidden in the forest behind him.

The officer who spoke first sighed, irritably ran his hand through his buzz cut, and muttered curses in a rage: "These sons of bitches. I'm not that angry when foreign enemies attack, after all, they are the enemy. But let alone them, if I had a really awesome weapon, I'd want to wipe out their entire country with one shot, leaving them not a single one alive."

But those bastards, they have the same blood as us, so how come they're so... so illogical?

The middle-aged officer sighed softly and turned to look at the research institute behind him.

Previously, they uncovered two enemy spies who had infiltrated the research institute for over a decade, leading to the leak of the address. Fortunately, the enemy hadn't gotten to the core of the research and didn't know what their institute was actually researching.

However, this project has been established for eighteen years. In such a long time, China has spent a lot of financial and material resources. Even if you don't know the specific research project, you can guess that it must be something extraordinary.

Those who want to suppress the Dragon Kingdom and those who don't want the country to develop, and who would allow them to continue to depend on those two powerful nations, will not be left unchecked.

Therefore, in the past two years, countless people have tried to destroy this place.

A few years ago, we could have found a way to relocate and continue the research, but now the project is in its final stages and cannot be moved at all.

Therefore, the only thing they can do now is to wipe out all the enemies who are trying to destroy this place. They will wipe out one by one, and even if a whole regiment comes, they will wipe out the whole regiment.

This group of guards will become the last line of defense for the research institute. As long as they are alive, they will not allow any enemy to approach the institute.

"Speaking of which, my son should be almost thirteen years old. He was just born when I left. I wonder if my wife is still keeping my home all these years later." Seeing his brothers set up a defensive line again, Dong Shengli, who had been tense all over, finally relaxed and sat down on the ground, but he still held the gun in his hand.

He was transferred directly from the field hospital ten years ago and has been there for a full ten years. Due to the special circumstances, all information about him in the army was hidden. The official announcement was that he died in the final battle. Even his compensation was arranged. Fortunately, his brothers are all filial, so his parents are not left without care. It is his wife and son who have suffered.

Zhu Kaixuan sat down next to his brother, glanced at him, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. After all, they were comrades-in-arms who had been through life and death many times. Seeing that his brother was not in a good mood, he felt that just the gesture of comfort was not sincere enough. After thinking for a while, he finally spoke.

"Don't worry too much. Even if your wife remarries and takes your son with her, your son will still be your son. His blood can't be replaced by another man's blood."

"..."

Dong Shengli looked at his brother expressionlessly, and after opening his mouth several times, he finally managed to say, "Brother, I'm really fine. You don't need to comfort me, really, you really don't need to comfort me."

That's what he thinks, but hearing it out loud makes me feel really uneasy.

And he was just rambling on about it, but your words of comfort made me want to shoot myself on the spot.

He really wanted to ask, "Brother, did no one ever tell you that we can't keep quiet? We can shut up, we really can shut up."

Dong Shengli adjusted himself several times before finally swallowing the anger that was stuck in his chest, while constantly telling himself to calm down.

He couldn't beat them, he really couldn't beat them. Even if another platoon were added, he probably still couldn't beat their regimental commander, who was once a renowned king among kings of soldiers.

If their research institute could only retain one regiment of soldiers, their regimental commander wouldn't still be a regimental commander to this day, but he wouldn't be receiving a regimental-level salary.

Therefore, not only could he not beat him, he also dared not disobey his superiors!

Thinking of this, Dong Shengli immediately comforted himself and felt no more upset. He raised his hand and habitually touched his shirt pocket, only to realize that he already had everything inside.

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