Chapter 3486: Wait For Me

Chapter 3486: Wait For Me

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations for new novels

Ye Jian rubbed the soft fabric with her fingers and hummed softly. She smiled slyly like a little fox who had stolen a treasure. Fortunately, she was smart enough to say that she was tidying his clothes. If not, she wouldn’t know how to explain why she was flustered at night.

No matter how cunning a fox was, it was no match for a smart hunter.

Ye Jian was still feeling smug, but the smart hunter was even happier.

When the clothes were washed, they would smell like soap. They couldn’t be compared to how they were now. Hence, they couldn’t be washed! It was best to keep them folded by her pillow. Every time she slept, she would think of him when she saw his clothes.

The call lasted for only five minutes. After a few sentences, it was almost time to hang up.

Xia Jinyuan fastened the strap of his helmet with one hand and hurriedly said to Ye Jian, “I still have 45 minutes before I leave. Five minutes later, I’ll hand over my cell phone. I can only contact you when I come back. If you need anything, look for my brothers at home. They’re still on leave. If they’re not urgently called back to the team, they can rest until the 16th of January before returning to the military unit.

The night was quiet. The sound of snow falling could be heard, and the warm light that lit up the window was extinguished. Someone had fallen asleep, and while someone else had started a new journey with a rifle on his back.

After Xia Jinyuan handed over his phone, he took out the jade pendant that he hadn’t returned to Mr. Fu and handed it to Major General Yang.

The plane took off with a bang. Xia Jinyuan and his comrades took the plane through the snow to a foreign country. They would either come back bathed in blood or die on the battlefield. There was no return date. They could only endure.

The wind in the mountains seemed to always be colder than the wind in the city. When it blew past their faces, it was like a knife. It was bone-chilling.

A few people were sitting in an abandoned cave in the depths of the mountain to warm themselves up. The fire was burning brightly, illuminating everyone who was hugging their guns for warmth.

Although these people had Asian faces, their facial features made it obvious that they were not from China. They were foreigners. Even the language they spoke was foreign.

The leader of the group had a long scar on his eyebrow. From time to time, he would raise his hand to look at his watch. As time passed, the seriousness on his face got deeper.