A Hero From A Postwar Era

Qi Yue stood on the field with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth as he smiled at the figure of Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing was panting as she carried her backpack as she ran back to the camp. Her appearance was somewhat disheveled and messy. When she rolled down from the mountain, she was covered in a lot of dirt and her hair was disheveled and her face was dirty.

Qi Yue showed a mouthful of white teeth towards him and smiled, "Is Comrade Xiao Jing going for a stroll in the streets and then coming back?"

Xiao Jing embarrassedly stood back in the group. Her body was short among this group of elites. She was originally around 1.85 meters tall, but now, she seemed to have caved in.

"Looking at Comrade Xiao Jing, could it be that you've encountered an ambush?"

Qi Yue smacked his lips.

"Instructor, I just fell down from the mountain."

Xiao Jing replied.

"Yes, this reason is worthy of my sympathy, but rules are rules. The last place will start again. If the results are lower than the first time, then there will be a time to improve again."

"…"

Xiao Jing silently watched as the little officer silently helped her add two more three kilograms of lead stones.

Qi Yue smiled and said, "We still need to double our efforts. Let's continue to run, Comrade Xiao Jing."

Xiao Jing clenched her teeth, and once again carried her backpack.

"Everyone else, eat in the cafeteria."

Qi Yue looked at the small body that ran out of the camp and smoked another cigarette in silence.

Xiao Jing's feet began to tremble. She felt as if her entire world was being carried on her back, making it difficult for her to move a single inch.

Qi Yue stomped on the cigarette to extinguish it. He was about to leave, but the moment he turned around, he heard movement behind him.

Car after car entered the camp in an orderly manner. It was not hard to see who was coming from the sign in front of the first car.

Qi Yue quickly got off the military salute towards the car.

The car suddenly came to a halt. A person hurriedly ran out from the passenger seat and respectfully opened the back door.

Soldiers wearing uniforms with green and blue uniforms stood on both sides of the car. All of them were wearing military hats with military badges flashing at the brim and armed belts around their waists.

The woman walked out of the car. She was wearing a military uniform that was imposing. She cast her gaze towards Qi Yue, who was still standing beside her, and asked, "Where is your captain?"

Qi Yue came back to his senses and replied in a loud and clear voice, "Reporting, Ma'am. Captain is resting in his dorm."

The woman didn't say anything, but walked straight towards the camp's dormitory building. Behind her was a vast group of people, and wherever they passed, they would be the center of attention.

Qi Yue stroked his little heart silently. Others might not know who this female general was, but he knew very well.

The only female general currently serving in the Empire was Admiral Yan Jun. She was a hero from the postwar era.

She was also the mother of their leader, Shen Chengfeng.

"Dong, dong, dong."

The floorboards seemed to vibrate with the sound of united, light footsteps trampling across the floor.

"Open the door!"

The woman waved her hand at the aide-de-camp behind her, obviously not planning to ask the owner's permission first.

"Crack."

Before the officer's hand could touch the lock, the door opened from the inside.

The woman waved her hand, and all the people behind her stood in two rows, facing each other, keeping their guard up.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Chengfeng stepped aside automatically.

"If I hadn't come back, by the time I received the news, my third son would have already died in the room due to excessive blood loss."

"It's just a small injury. You don't need to come here yourself."

"Take off your clothes."

Yan Jun couldn't be bothered to deal with him. She immediately placed the bottle on the table and said, "This is an order."

Shen Chengfeng did not resist and quickly took off the jacket he had just changed.

Yan Jun put on a special glove and experimentally shook off some of the medicinal powder on his wounds. Originally, she thought that it would be as ineffective as before. She didn't expect that the medicinal powder would actually cover his wounds without any abnormalities.

"Son, you're back to normal?"

Yan Jun was extremely happy.

Shen Chengfeng did not know what she was talking about. He looked at the wound on his back through the mirror and frowned.

As Yan Jun continued to spread the medicine, she smiled and said, "Could it be that the new medicine has a effect?"

"I need to go back and let your second brother properly study it."