OBS Chapter 368 The Capital!
Chapter 368 The Capital!
In Beijing, the chill of early spring had not yet completely faded. Zhou Xiaobai sat in her hospital office, unable to concentrate on reading a single word of the medical records laid out before her.
The gray sky outside the window perfectly mirrored her mood these days.
Ever since Zhong Yuemin went south with her unit to fight, her heart felt as if it were tied to that war-torn land by an invisible thread, constantly tense and unable to let go.
Falling asleep every night has become torture. When I close my eyes, all sorts of terrifying images flash through my mind. I'm often awakened by nightmares, and my pillow is always cold.
Although the daytime radio and newspapers were always filled with reports of good news, she knew that behind every victory lay bloodshed and sacrifice.
Those cold, hard casualty figures pierced her heart like needles, making her restless.
She had lost weight, developed bags under her eyes, and looked listless. The hospital leaders told her to go home and rest for a few days, but she refused. Staying home alone would only make her feel worse.
"Yuemin...you absolutely cannot be hurt..."
Sitting in the office, lost in thought, muttering to myself and praying over and over again.
Only after they parted did she realize that she couldn't live without Yuemin. If anything happened to him, she feared she wouldn't survive either. What meaning would there be in her future days?
"Bang!"
The office door was flung open, and Luo Yun rushed in, her face filled with indescribable excitement and urgency, clutching a newspaper tightly in her hand.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Yuemin, it's news from Yuemin!"
Luo Yun's voice was shrill and urgent, panting, her chest heaving.
Zhou Xiaobai jumped up from her chair, her heart clenching as if something had stopped beating, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.
Seeing Luo Yun's anxious look, my first thought was...
bad news!
Yuemin... something happened to him?
His face turned deathly pale instantly, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.
"Yue...min, he, he..."
Seeing Xiaobai's reaction, Luo Yun immediately realized she had frightened him. She quickly went to the desk, shoved the newspaper into his hand, pointed to a prominent spot on it, and explained rapidly.
"It's not a bad thing, it's a good thing, a fantastic thing! Your Yuemin has done a great service!"
Look at them...they've captured an enemy division commander alive, my God!
Capture...the division commander alive?
Zhou Xiaobai's mind went blank.
"what?"
Almost unable to process the information, her hands trembled as she mechanically took the still-smelling copy of the military newspaper.
My gaze swept across the headline in a flustered manner, then settled on the black and white photo below it.
The photo was clearly taken hastily on the battlefield; the background is blurry, but the outlines of the people in the middle are incredibly clear.
That's Yuemin!
And Zhang Haiyang, Ning Wei...!
They stood together, their faces and bodies covered in dried mud and dark stains, their uniforms tattered and barely recognizable as their original color.
Yuemin's forehead appeared to be wrapped with something, like a makeshift bandage, and there was also a noticeable abrasion on his cheekbone.
He had lost weight, become darker-skinned, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes held a weariness she had never seen before, yet also a hardness and coldness tempered by life and death.
"Yuemin is injured..."
Zhou Xiaobai's gaze was fixed on the scar on Yuemin's face, her heart aching with sharp pain.
Finally, news arrived of her beloved; he was still alive, but he didn't look well.
She could imagine the cruelty and danger that Yuemin and his comrades endured on the front lines, amidst the hail of bullets and the roar of artillery fire.
Capture the enemy division commander alive?
This feat, which sounds like a legendary story, must have involved countless near-death experiences!