The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

"Comrade Xia, thank you!"

"Comrade Xia, you have worked too hard!"

"Comrade Xia, you have done enough!"

The injured soldiers who had not yet crossed the river looked at Xia Meng with distress and some self-blame. They rushed to speak and praised Xia Meng warmly. The admiration in their eyes was a kind of respect that came from the inside out!

When Xia Meng heard this, he paused and looked around, scanning the faces of the soldiers one by one. Suddenly, a warm and sour feeling surged through his heart, and his eyes became a little red.

The feeling of being seen, valued, recognized, respected and cared for by the collective made Xia Meng a little happy and proud at the same time!

Xia Meng's body was very tired, but her spirit was as good as ever. The feeling that the individual seemed to be sublimated in the group gave Xia Meng the illusion that her whole body was full of strength at this moment.

During her time on the battlefield, she saved many soldiers, but at the same time, she was also saved and protected by many soldiers. Without these soldiers, no matter how strong she was, she could still be stronger than thousands or tens of thousands of regular troops armed to the teeth. ?

For the first time, she experienced what comradeship is! What does it mean to be gay!

She is very tired, but she wants to try her best to save every soldier's life!

They are still very young and every one of them is a hero!

Behind them, there are their families waiting for them to return home.

When Xia Mengmeng came here, he raised his head and drank a few more mouthfuls of spiritual spring water. He felt that the energy that had been emptied out of his body was being filled little by little. Then he raised his eyebrows and smiled at everyone, and said in a bold tone,

"You look down upon me! I, Xia Meng, never talk nonsense!"

"I said I can still swim two times, I can still swim two times." After saying that, Xia Meng walked up to a soldier with an injured leg and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Hurry! There's no time to waste!"

The soldier looked helplessly at the slender white hand stretched out in front of him, and his eyes for help fell on Battalion Commander Wang.

Battalion Commander Wang looked helplessly at the stubborn Xia Meng, and after thinking for a while, he could only wave his hand.

Only then did the soldier dare to hold Xia Meng's hand and stand up.

The river water was cold. Every time the water flowed over Xia Meng's body, it would take away a part of Xia Meng's body temperature. In the river, Xia Meng firmly held the soldier's arm and pulled him to swim to the other side. The rushing river water poured in. The nasal cavity was so choked that Xia Meng couldn't help but cough. On the other side, Xia Meng was still holding her chest and coughing uncontrollably.

"Comrade Xia, are you okay?" The soldier who was sent to the other side by Xia Meng saw that Xia Meng was choked by the river water and worriedly reached out and patted Xia Meng's back.

Xia Meng waved his hand. After a while, he stopped coughing and shook his head at the soldier, "It's okay."

After Xia Meng finished speaking, he stood up. Unexpectedly, his legs softened and he knelt directly on the ground.

There was a hard stone by the river, and Xia Meng's knees directly knelt on the stone. There was a "bang" sound, and Xia Meng took a breath of cold breath in pain.

"hiss!"

Xia Meng sucked in cold air and touched her painful knees with both hands. Unexpectedly, she touched blood on her hand. The blood had stained her army green clothes and was flowing down her slender calves.

But because Xia Meng's clothes are wet now and the color of the clothes is slightly dark, you can't tell it without looking carefully.

"Comrade Xia, are you okay?" The little soldier next to him was startled and hurried to help Xia Meng.

Xia Meng quietly put her blood-stained hand behind her back, avoiding the little warrior's hand, lowered her eyes and said,

"I'm fine. There are still comrades who haven't gone over. I'll go there again."

As soon as Xia Meng finished speaking, he turned around and plunged into the water again without giving the soldier a chance to speak.

There were more than twenty soldiers left on the river bank. After Xia Meng swam to the other side with difficulty, Battalion Commander Wang saw that Xia Meng's face was a little pale and quickly reached out to pull Xia Meng out of the water. He said worriedly,

"Xia Meng, are you really okay?"

Xia Meng was panting slightly from exhaustion. After listening to Battalion Commander Wang's words, he forced out a weak smile and nodded.

"Don't worry," he said weakly, making Battalion Commander Wang more and more worried.

Battalion Commander Wang asked Xia Meng to sit on the ground and take a rest. Xia Meng took out the kettle and drank several mouthfuls of spiritual spring water. Only then did she feel that her limp body had regained some strength.

Although drinking Lingquan water can restore some strength, the body's weakness and pain will also be relieved, but the body is not tired. Xia Meng feels that her body is almost reaching its limit!

Every cell in the body is clamoring for rest! need a rest! need a rest!

Xia Meng's whole body seemed to be stuck in a swamp. She clearly wanted to stand up, but she felt an invisible pressure and suction that drained her strength, and the weakness in her hands and feet became more and more serious.

No!

Not yet!

The soldiers haven't passed yet!

Although some warriors are healthy and uninjured, their physical strength is severely exhausted. Unlike Xia Meng, who has been replenishing his physical strength with spiritual spring water and can lead a person to swim smoothly, he has exhausted all his strength. Even if they want to return and bring the remaining The comrades below swam over, but they were really helpless.

The footsteps are getting closer:

"boom!"

A gunshot ripped through the silent forest, like a spark igniting explosives. The air was filled with tension and danger, an atmosphere that seemed to crush people.

"quick!"

"Move quickly!"

Battalion Commander Wang directed the soldiers to jump into the river one by one.

In the end, there were three people left, a young soldier about twenty years old, Xia Meng and Battalion Commander Wang.

Xia Meng stood up, and her calves spasmed because they were too tired. Xia Meng gritted her teeth and tried to stand up straight. She endured the pain in her knees and walked to Battalion Commander Wang.

"Come on, the three of us will go there together!"

"It's okay, I can swim," Battalion Commander Wang patted his chest with a relaxed look on his face, and gently pushed the two of them, "You guys leave quickly!"

Xia Meng pursed her lips and looked at Camp Commander Wang with a serious face. She had not forgotten that when Camp Commander Wang asked who could swim just now, he himself did not raise his hand.

With Battalion Commander Wang's temperament, if he could swim, he would not have stayed on the shore all the time. He would have helped along and brought all the soldiers over.

"let's go together!"

Xia Meng firmly held Camp Commander Wang's hand.

When Camp Commander Wang saw Xia Meng's eyes were serious and showed persistence that could not be rejected, the smile on his face disappeared little by little. He looked at Xia Meng seriously and said,

"Comrade Xia Meng, your physical strength has reached its limit. If you take two of us, there is a high probability that the three of us will not be able to make it through, and we will drown in the river directly."

When the injured little soldier next to him heard this, he immediately said,

"Captain Wang, you and Comrade Xia go over there, I'll cut off the rear for you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Battalion Commander Wang pulled the little soldier over and said, "Quickly leave!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Bullets whizzed and hit the surrounding trees and the ground, and the dark enemy troops were already close in front of them.

Battalion Commander Wang hid behind a tree with a gun and kept shooting in the rear to cut off their rear.

"No, battalion commander, please go, let me stay," the little soldier cried, trying to pull battalion commander Wang away.

Xia Meng gritted his teeth, grabbed the little soldier by the back, and dragged him to the river.

Xia Meng took the little soldier's arm and swam to the other side, panting heavily.

When the soldiers on the other side saw the enemy troops arriving, they hurriedly fired back. At the same time, two exhausted soldiers jumped into the water regardless of the danger. Xia Meng was halfway through swimming when he met the two soldiers and threw the two soldiers who were still there. The little soldier, who was crying with guilt, handed it over to them, turned around and went back.

Battalion Commander Li was sitting on the shore and saw this scene, his face was full of emotion.

Some soldiers even said loudly,

"I'll go over and help Comrade Xia and Battalion Commander Wang!"

When many soldiers heard this, they stood up at the same time and said as if they were dead, "I'll go too!"

"Let's go too!"

Their expressions were resolute, and even though they were exhausted, they could not hide the dazzling brilliance of humanity in their eyes!