157: Chapter 157 You are my private property, yet you're still daydreaming!

The eighteenth day since Qin Feng "sacrificed" himself.

Northern Military Region.

Li Qingxue stood in front of the dormitory window, her eyes slightly red, her face pale.

She still refused to believe that Qin Feng had sacrificed himself just like that.

How could he just be gone like that?

She took out her phone, flipped to that familiar number, hesitated for a long time, and finally pressed the dial button.

From the other end of the line came a cold, automated system prompt.

"Hello, the number you have dialed is powered off..."

Li Qingxue's last shred of hope was completely shattered.

It was also on this day that a drizzling rain began to fall in the Southern Military Region.

It felt like some kind of ominous omen.

Shen Youchu looked up at the sky, the rain soaking her training uniform.

"The eighteenth day without Qin Feng."

"I think I've already gotten used to the days without him."

...

Meanwhile.

Thousands of kilometers away in the Death Swamp.

"Achoo!"

Qin Feng rubbed his itchy nose, looking bewildered.

"What's going on lately? Why do I keep sneezing?"

As for that Yang Country pursuit team, they had already been completely wiped out.

Qin Feng checked the system, feeling a little smug.

[Eliminated Yang Country pursuit team x15, Military Dog x2, obtained a total of 670 points of fixed military merit.]

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Military Rank: First-Class Sergeant (7250/10000)]

[military merit: 535 points]

Great, great, great!

Just over two thousand more and his military rank could be upgraded again.

Just as Qin Feng was calculating to himself, Lanna, who was to the side, truly couldn't walk anymore and sat on a rock, rubbing her legs.

"Chef, I can't walk anymore. Let's rest for a bit; my injuries haven't healed yet."

"How can that be?" Qin Feng refused decisively.

There was only one day left until they walked out of the Death Swamp; he had to keep going in one breath.

"Then carry me." Lanna reached out her hands, completely dropping the act.

"Carry you?" Qin Feng sneered. "In your dreams."

"You don't know how to cherish a lady at all." Lanna pouted, but she wasn't angry.

"You are my private property; do you have the right to set conditions for me?"

Qin Feng didn't indulge her either, continuing, "I haven't made you serve me, which is already treating a prisoner of war well. You still want me to carry you? You're just trying to take advantage of me."

"I'm a wounded soldier."

Lanna glanced at the Chef aggrievedly, touched the wound on her foot, and started acting weak again.

"Fine! Then stay here, I'm leaving." Qin Feng couldn't be bothered with her and turned to leave.

Lanna panicked and hurriedly chased after him.

"You're leaving a beauty like me in such a dangerous place; doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Ever since I fed my conscience to the dogs, I've been able to run up five flights of stairs in one breath."

Qin Feng thought of that wretched green tea, Shen Youchu.

The original owner groveled for three years, and what was the outcome?

Regarding this answer, Lanna expressed great dissatisfaction.

Why were these Long Country men so stubborn? She had clearly been so proactive; wasn't it obvious enough?

No way! She refused to believe it.

"Chef, slow down." Lanna limped as she chased after him.

As a result, her foot slipped, and in her panic, she grabbed directly onto Qin Feng's waistband.

Swish!

Qin Feng's pants were pulled down along with her.

"What the hell! You female pervert!"

Before he could even stand up, he started pulling up his belt.

Ten thousand alpacas were galloping through his mind.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Lanna's face flushed red, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have. She covered her eyes with both hands, her heart pounding wildly.

Just now, it really wasn't intentional, and she didn't want it to happen.

But with the injury on her leg, she couldn't control herself, and as a result...

"You took advantage of me, and you still say it wasn't intentional!"

Qin Feng felt like the sky was collapsing. He was clearly pure and innocent, and it looked like he wouldn't pass censorship anymore.

"I'm warning you, stay away from me."

Lanna was angry too, and she refused.

"No! Come over and support me."

"In your dreams!"

"Hmph!"

Lanna threw caution to the wind, stood up, and with a leap, jumped directly onto Qin Feng's back.

"My leg hurts so much, my shoulder hurts too, I'm going to faint... faint... faint..."

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, then her head went limp, resting on Qin Feng's shoulder as she "fainted."

"Do I owe you something?!"

Qin Feng wanted to cry but had no tears, thinking, who the hell is actually the prisoner of war here?

In the end... he still yielded to her tyrannical might.

Only a few minutes after they started walking, a smirk of successful conspiracy curled at the corner of Lanna's mouth.

Since he wouldn't carry her in his arms, being carried on his back was pretty good too.

"Chef, have you ever been in love?"

"No."

"Then do you have anyone you like?"

"Does a simp count?"

"You're a simp?" Lanna was shocked!

"Yeah!" Qin Feng wanted to cry but had no tears.

This was the original owner's mess, and he had to take the blame for it.

"Screw you, forget it if you don't want to talk." Lanna closed her eyes.

She didn't believe for a second that the Chef would be that kind of person.

They walked for a while longer.

Lanna: "Chef, what do you think of me?"

Qin Feng: "I think you should lose some weight."

Lanna: "..."

"Chef! You bastard!"

...

Two days later.

When Qin Feng used his dagger to hack through the last cluster of tangled vines, the view before him suddenly opened up.

Grassland.

A real grassland.

The wind blew through the grass, and in the distance, there were herds of cattle and sheep.

Finally... they were one step closer to Long Country.

Lanna followed behind Qin Feng, stumbling as she walked out.

When she saw the scene before her, she was completely stunned.

The next second, her eyes grew hot.

She had survived.

Really... she had survived.

This thought exploded in her mind, making her legs go weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

The joy of surviving a disaster made her forget the fatigue in her body.

Thinking back to the scenes in the Death Swamp, she still felt a lingering fear.

It was simply a miracle.

She subconsciously looked at the Chef.

That bastard still had that lazy look, as if he hadn't taken crossing the Death Swamp to heart at all.

Lanna's gaze became complicated.

From surviving the airstrike on the Bear Country border, to breaking through the layers of blockades by Yang Country, and then to conquering this Death Swamp that even devils would avoid.

This man refreshed her understanding of the term "Long Country soldier" again and again.

He was not like any Bear Country soldier she had ever seen; he didn't have that pride and ferocity written on his face.

He was more like a lone wolf lurking in the shadows, calm, cunning, and always baring his most lethal fangs when least expected.

Especially his elusive reconnaissance methods and his monstrous survival skills in the environment...

Lanna's heart skipped a beat.

If she could get her hands on this secret individual training method of Long Country, what a huge boost it would be to Bear Country's special operations capabilities!

This Chef was, in himself, a walking military secret!

In an instant, the way she looked at the Chef, besides the original admiration, added a layer of burning desire to uncover his secrets.

"Hey, are you done looking? If you keep looking, I'm going to charge you." Qin Feng's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"You know what? This grassland was originally our Long Country's land. The wind is Long Country's wind, and the grass is Long Country's grass."

Lanna was stunned, subconsciously retorting: "Why can't it be our Bear Country's? If it weren't for you Long Country people, this place would have been our Bear Country's long ago."

Qin Feng glanced at her, his expression like he was looking at an ignorant child.

"In your dreams? You are my private property; how dare you daydream about such things?"

"You..."

Lanna rolled her eyes hard.

The bit of ambition that had just risen was instantly extinguished by his one sentence.

Forget it!

Ignore this bastard!

She patted the dirt off her body and greedily breathed in the air of the grassland.

The wind brushed against her cheeks, carrying the scent of grass, so comfortable that she felt like she was about to melt.

Just at this moment, Qin Feng's brow furrowed slightly.

The bionic spider transmitted new reconnaissance footage.

On several main roads on the outskirts of the Death Swamp, Yang Country had set up temporary checkpoints, conducting strict inspections of passing vehicles and pedestrians.

It was clear that those guys were determined to catch Qin Feng.