The members of the Huicheng Special Service Company rushed over upon receiving the news, and their eyes turned red as soon as they saw the seven people.
Although they went on field missions, it was unlikely for them to be too clean and tidy, but they had never been this disheveled before.
The seven people's clothes were tattered, covered in mud and blood, and their faces and hair were completely unrecognizable, except for their bright eyes filled with joy.
Surviving against the odds, how wonderful.
Seeing comrades again, how wonderful!
The commissar waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's good that you're back, it's good you're back. First, go wash up, change your clothes, and treat your wounds."
Ling Chengyan straightened up and answered, and when he turned his head, a bunch of young men rushed forward, eagerly taking their weapons and ammunition, while asking questions with concern and curiosity, creating a lively and joyful atmosphere.
