Night.
Ye Qingyu returned to the unit.
Yang Qing's sacrifice left the unit's morale low for days.
But they still had to continue training. Many comrades sacrifice every year. Although he was sad, he had to suppress it within his heart and carry the burden forward.
Because there are millions of fellow Chinese who need their protection.
They cannot drown in sorrow.
As Ye Qingyu was handling documents, he instinctively raised his head and called out, "Tian Xia!"
Tian Xia was his logistics soldier, who had always been stationed outside the door. Hearing the call, the door opened.
Ye Qingyu kept his head down, busy, not moving his gaze from the computer, and said: "Pour me a glass of water."
The person walked to the side, poured the water, and brought it over.
Ye Qingyu took the water and instinctively raised his head, only to see it was Xiao Li who came in.
He asked, "Where's Tian Xia?"
Xiao Li replied, "She didn't come today."
