Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around!

Everyone was shocked—K7 had changed! He had truly changed!

It wasn’t just anger; it was like coughing up blood! V8 clutched his repeatedly stabbed heart and accused bitterly, ”You’re all heartless, picking on us for not having girlfriends!”

”Hey, don’t count me in. You were still playing in the mud when I had a girlfriend,” Z7 raised an eyebrow. Before he enlisted, he was the playboy of the capital city—he had girlfriends!

It’s just that he had broken up with them all!

The girlfriend-less White Crane snorted coldly, coldly declaring, ”I’m going on leave as soon as I get back to the country, and during the holiday, I’ll settle this personal matter.”

”I want to take a leave, too!” V8 cried out in anguish!

Ye Jian glanced at V8 and then at White Crane, tall and jade-like, with handsome and gentle features. She gave her own fair opinion, ”I think that White Crane could find a girlfriend without even stepping foot outside his house.” That is, if he genuinely wanted to find one.

The continuously wounded V8 didn’t want to talk anymore. Saying he wasn’t as handsome as White Crane... just say it straight, no need to beat around the bush.

Azure Bird, you’ve become bad!

After being with King Q for so long, you’ve turned bad!

Hurt, V8 decided not to talk to these unfriendly comrades anymore. He would heal his wounds in solitude.

After a round of banter, the group of eight left the airport and headed back to the vehicles arranged for them at the embassy.

It was time for them to return to Lyabi.

Lyabi was just as it was before they left, with incessant firefights breaking out in various cities and no signs of a ceasefire. The illegal militants and the Pakistan army continued to clash, and the rebels aimed to seize power to establish a new government. The three-party struggle was unyielding, causing untold suffering to the people and leaving little hope.

Once again stepping onto this land riddled with scars, the expressions on the faces of Ye Jian’s group of eight turned solemn, the lightness they had felt after finishing their mission was no more.

This was a land soaked in blood and tears, where too much sorrow played out every day—separation of life and death, shattered families, displacement, and helplessness... All could be seen in a single day.

The only good news was that the rebels who had been mixed in with the capital city had withdrawn three days prior. Now, only the militants and the Pakistan army confronted each other within the city.

Inside the vehicle, Ye Jian looked out at the moving Pakistan army soldiers, and her furrowed brows finally relaxed slightly. At least the rebels had left, which meant that these government soldiers could concentrate on fighting the illegal militants.

The ride was bumpy, and although they occasionally heard sporadic gunfire, the journey was relatively smooth. They arrived back at the peacekeeping camp around four in the afternoon.

At the camp gate, a woman stood at the checkpoint, speaking animatedly with the stationed peacekeeping soldiers about something. Judging from her silhouette, she was a female, and looking at her equipment, she was a female war correspondent.

The peacekeeping soldiers saw the vehicles stop ahead, and several Chinese peacekeeping soldiers wearing blue helmets got out. He signaled the reporter to step aside, ”Comrade, please step aside. We must verify your identity before you can enter; this is our military camp’s regulation. Please understand, thank you.”

After speaking, he stepped aside, not allowing the female war correspondent to stand in front of him anymore.

White Crane and G3 were about to reach the camp entrance when they stopped abruptly, both fixing their gaze ahead. G3 said in a low voice, ”Why is it a Wanhai reporter? How did she end up over here?”

The female war correspondent standing outside, feeling slighted and agitated, was none other than Chen Shuzhen—Reporter Chen from Wanhai—who had been rescued by our forces before.