No matter what is underneath, as long as the commander-in-chief is here, there will be no surprises!

After fighting again and again, that boy has almost become a belief!

Lin Fan jumped off the helicopter and immediately asked: "What's the current situation?"

"Nothing happened, there was no energy fluctuation around the body!" the leading officer said solemnly.

Lin Fan turned around and said, "Mr. Jin, let's go take a look?"

"tread!"

Mr. Jin got off the helicopter, but did not answer Lin Fan. He stepped on the cold ground with complicated eyes.

This is a bloody land.

In the battle to aid Korea that year, he, as a young deputy regiment who had already gained fame but was promoted at the age of only twenty, led the mission together with the regimental commander.

However, some people who walked out of this mountain were not able to bring them back.

Especially for Mr. Jin.

The regiment he led was a sharp knife regiment, which was the hardest to chew! Almost everyone was killed!

Those faces and names echoed in Mr. Jin's mind, as if they had transcended time, and everything seemed to be right before his eyes.

"Mr. Jin?" Lin Fan frowned again and asked.

"Ah." Mr. Jin came back to his senses and replied, "What did you say?"

"Let's go take a look?" Lin Fan explained: "I feel like it's not a secret, maybe it's some sleeping ancestor..."

After all, it is a human corpse.

There is a high probability that it is a sleeping ancestor, so the risk is very low.

"Okay, let's go take a look." Mr. Jin nodded.

Lin Fan and Jin Lao walked through the military formation with live ammunition and walked closer.

What comes into view is an unknown number of years of ice and snow on Changbai Mountain, and a big hole has been dug out.

In the pit, a hand stretched out from the ice and snow, as if to hold something.

It was a blue-purple hand, skinny, covered with ice crystals, covered with frostbite, and exposed a lot of dark red flesh.

It makes people's scalp numb just looking at it.

Lao Wang, who followed, looked at the hand with fear on his face, and said tremblingly: "Commander-in-Chief, what is this?"

Lin Fan walked into the pit, frowned and observed carefully: "It's already frozen..."

He shook the hand, but could not feel any life breath or fluctuation at all. The hand was as hard as ice.

"Did you find it again?" Jin Lao also walked into the pit. Although he was getting older, with the practice of killing gods and demons, his physical strength was not as good as that of young people, but he was still able.

"It's completely like ice. It's dead." Lin Fan shook his head: "It's not the sleeping ancestors. Even if the ancestors are sleeping, they will still retain a trace of life."

"It's more likely to be a god who once fell here, or something else... maybe a victim who likes rock climbing?"

Lin Fan opened the Eyes of Ghosts and Gods again, and he could only vaguely see a remnant soul in the ice and snow, exuding gray emotions that symbolized unwillingness and regret.

"Will you die in peace?" Lin Fan muttered to himself.

Mr. Jin also looked at the bloody and frozen hand. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and stared at the five fingers!

The ring finger is broken!

There is also a bloody bullet hole in the palm of the hand!

"The ring finger is broken, the palm is shot, the tiger's mouth is..." Mr. Jin seemed to have seen some horrific scene, his face changed drastically, he fell to the ground, and his voice was trembling.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan was stunned and took out the Pheasant Sword directly from the space ring. He wanted to chop it first just in case!

but.

"You, it's you!"

This veteran who walked out of the battlefield has completely lost his composure and is going to pounce on him!

Lin Fan quickly stopped Mr. Jin: "Old Jin, be careful of the danger. We don't know what's down there yet..."

"There is no danger, I know him!" Mr. Jin broke away from Lin Fan, staggered towards him, and held the frozen hand with both hands. His eyes were full of tears, and he said like a child: "I... I finally found him.

is you!"

"Old Jin, this..." Lin Fan said in astonishment.

"This is mine, Captain!" Jin Lao shouted hoarsely, holding the hand tightly as if to warm it again!

"Your leader..."

Lin Fan looked at Mr. Jin in astonishment.

"Captain!!" Mr. Jin no longer had the stability of a five-star golden general. He was crying like a child, frantically digging into the surrounding ice and snow with his hands.

"Captain, I, I found you."

"How could you come here? I remember... I remember that we were scattered on the battlefield, hundreds of miles away from here..."

"Captain, I'm here to take you home!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of the cold, I will take you home right now..."

Scenes of memories flooded into my mind!

"Old Jin, you..." Lin Fan seemed to understand something and supported Old Jin, then used the Pheasant Sword to spread the ice, turned to the soldiers and said: "Help dig it out!"

"yes!"

A group of soldiers seemed to understand something, dropped their weapons and ran over with red eyes!

"I, I will dig it myself..." Mr. Jin still wanted to dig it himself.

"Mr. Jin, let's go back and rest first. You are too excited now." Lin Fan forcibly helped Mr. Jin up and joked. Although this old man has practiced the God-killing and Demon-Slaying Technique, at this age, if he really digs ice with his bare hands, even if it is

Gotta go to the hospital!

Moreover, after all the trouble just now, Jin Lao's whole body was covered with ice water, and his whole body was swaying. He was obviously very cold.

"Old Jin, let the soldiers dig. You go and get warm. If this continues, you will have to be buried here." Lin Fan couldn't help but drag Old Jin up.

The soldiers also shouted loudly: "Old Jin, don't worry and leave it to us!"

"Mr. Jin, go and warm yourself up first!"

Mr. Jin was silent for a long time. At this time, he also regained some sense. He looked at the young warriors and then at the bloody hands that stretched out from the ice and snow, like ice cubes.

"You guys, please be gentle."

"I beg you, try not to hurt him..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, how can we bear to hurt him?" The soldiers' eyes were red and they shouted: "Let's dig it with our hands! Use warm water to melt the ice!"

"Well, then, that's good..."

For a time, Mr. Jin seemed to have aged a lot.

Lin Fan moved Elder Jin to a temporary camp near the rear, changed his clothes and put a blanket on him.

Jin Lao, who was shivering from the cold, was holding a cup of hot tea and looking at the stove, wondering what he was thinking.

"Mr. Jin, who is..." Lin Fan said cautiously.

"They are all old stories." Mr. Jin sighed, his eyes misty, as if he had traveled through time, "I joined the army early, and I crossed the blockade when I was ten years old to deliver meals to the soldiers."

"Later, I accumulated some military exploits."

"I am the youngest deputy regiment commander in the history of our army. The regiment commander is a veteran in his forties. He is a bit fat and tall, but he seems to have no temper. At that time, I looked down on him a little. I thought

He didn’t have many military exploits, but he was older than me and had more military service than me, so he became the regimental commander.”

"Obviously we are a group of sharp swordsmen. Every one of us is brave and not afraid of death. The soldiers are all howling."

"But he always told him not to yearn for war, because war would kill people... No one listened to him, because at that time, we had all fought in wars, and we were not afraid of death!"

"At that time, I also liked to joke with the group leader. When he died, I would be able to take over as the group leader."

Jin Lao sighed.

"Then what?"

"The war to aid Korea has begun." Mr. Jin said slowly: "The Free State at that time was very powerful, almost not the same order of magnitude as us. We didn't even have a few tanks, but their fighter planes had enough power to attack those thousands of miles away.

Soldiers airdrop desserts..."

"They want to take advantage of Daxia's weakest moment, step on the springboard, and give us a heavy blow!"

"That battle will be fierce and dangerous, but we are not afraid, because we know that this battle, which seems to have nothing to do with Daxia, actually determines whether we will be invaded!"

"We young soldiers are even very excited because we are not afraid of death. On the contrary, we want military glory! Many of us young soldiers feel that we were just born a little later, so why should those veteran veterans be better than us?"

"I thought the regiment leader would apply to be a rear-line unit, but I didn't expect that the veteran regiment leader would actually apply to be a sharp knife regiment!"

"We drove into the ice and snow. In fact, the war was not as bloody as what was said later."
To be continued...