Chapter 2344 S-Class Wizard Forced Love 28
The night deepened, and the smoke of battle had not yet completely dissipated.
Yuzan strode quickly through the busy crowd and walked towards the dark gray commander's tent in the center of the camp.
His body was still covered in stained blood and the residual heat from the battle, and the glances he received along the way were varied and complex.
Lifting the thick anti-radiation curtain, you will find a completely different world inside the tent.
After efficient filtration, the air finally felt clean, and the light was bright and focused, illuminating the huge holographic tactical sand table and communication equipment.
Jinchen was standing in front of the sand table.
You Zan walked straight to his side, with the murderous aura and smell of blood returning from the battlefield, and raised his face slightly, like a beast waiting for its master to wipe its claws.
"I'm here," Yuzan said.
Jinchen's gaze moved away from the sand table and fell on Youzan's face, which was stained and sweaty.
He pulled out a soft handkerchief from his uniform pocket and carefully wiped the stains on You Zan's cheeks, chin, and earlobes.
You Zan tilted his head back unusually obediently, allowing Jinchen to wipe him. The collar on his neck was slightly revealed as he moved.
The black serval licked its dusty paws slowly, then jumped lightly and rubbed against the crouching white wolf.
The white wolf took a look and went over to lick its fur.
Returning to the battlefield, the feeling of fighting wantonly released the long-dormant ferocity in You Zan's body, and the afterglow of excitement was still coursing in his blood.
As a guide who was deeply connected with him, Jinchen clearly sensed the restless joy in the spiritual picture.
After wiping, Jinchen put away the handkerchief and placed his palm on Youzan's forehead.
"Do you have a headache?" Jinchen asked in a low voice, his voice was particularly clear in the quiet tent.
You Zan felt it carefully.
His mental picture was stable, and the collar's soothing power continued to operate. This level of combat and pollution shock was far from enough to trigger his sequelae headaches.
He shook his head. "It doesn't hurt."
But his body moved one step closer to Jinchen, and the clinging feeling of not wanting to leave was almost materializing.
She even lowered her head and rubbed her prickly short hair into Jinchen's open palm, like a big cat seeking to be stroked. Her movements were a bit arrogant and her voice was fierce. "I want to live with you."
This is a temporary camp, and the commander's tent is the only single room.
A smile flashed across Jinchen's eyes. Although he had no intention of separating from his wife, he still teased him on purpose.
"Is this in accordance with the rules, Sentinel? The commander's tent is not a sentinel's dormitory."
He inserted his fingers into Youzan's short hair and rubbed it with a little force.
You Zan raised his head and stared at Jinchen stubbornly, "I don't care, don't even think about sleeping with others."
Jinchen looked at his domineering and somewhat childish possessive look, and the desire to tease him became stronger in her heart.
He put his arm around You Zan's waist and led him to the simple camp bed inside the tent.
You Zan almost immediately clung to her, and their kiss was as predatory as if they had just returned from the battlefield.
Just as their breaths intertwined, Jinchen's palm slid down You Zan's tense spine.
"Report to the commander!" The guard's voice came clearly from outside the tent.
"A-level Sentinel Linton requests to see you!"
You Zan's body froze instantly, and a flash of anger at being disturbed flashed in his eyes.
He tightened his grip on Jinchen's waist even more tightly and buried his face in her neck, like a beast protecting its food, expressing his rejection with his actions.
Jinchen sensed his resistance and was about to speak when You Zan suddenly stood up and even deliberately made any sound to prevent Jinchen from having the chance to respond to the inquiries from outside.
So Jinchen covered his mouth.
"Hmm!" Youzan glared at him.
Jinchen raised his eyebrows and signaled him to stop making trouble with his eyes.
You Zan didn't care. He stuck out his tongue and quickly licked the palm of Jinchen's hand.
The smile in Jinchen's eyes deepened. He rubbed Youzan's tense neck soothingly and whispered, "Be good."
Then Jinchen raised his voice and spoke to the outside of the door, his tone returning to calm and composed.
"what's up."
Linton's voice came through the door curtain, "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you. It's about today's battle, those aberrations... I have made some discoveries, and I feel I need to report them to you immediately."
You Zan snorted in his heart.
He was fighting on the front line the whole time and didn't notice anything unusual, so what could Linton find?
It must be an excuse!
He hugged Jinchen even tighter and protested silently with his eyes: Don’t go!
Jinchen glanced at the simulated sand table, patted his back gently, motioning him to let go, and got up from the camp bed again.
Half a minute later.
Linton got permission, lifted the curtain and walked in.
He was a tall young sentry, a member of the elite stormtroopers. After coming in, he looked straight ahead and gave a standard military salute to Jinchen who was sitting behind the table.
"Sir!"
"Speak." Jinchen's voice was calm.
Linton immediately reported: "Yes! Sir, when I was serving in the old archives, I participated in the suppression of a group of insect-type aberrations with the record number X87."
"Their habits are very special. After suffering the initial attack, they often adopt a strategy of breaking up into small groups, using the complex environment of the ruins to hide, and then launch a fierce counterattack in groups at night or before dawn the next day. The goal is usually to disrupt our deployment and interfere with subsequent operations."
"The characteristics of the aberrations encountered today are highly consistent with the X87 records."
"I am worried that they may launch a large-scale counterattack tonight or tomorrow morning. If we go deep into the core area as planned at dawn, we may be caught off guard."
Jinchen's eyes fell on the tactical sand table, and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.
Linton's report was logically clear, well-reasoned, and really got to the point.
Youzan raised an eyebrow under the table.
Tsk, Linton was right about something.
He was so busy killing that he didn't pay much attention to the distribution and retreat patterns of the insects after they died.
Through the narrow gap between the desk and the ground, You Zan could only see Jinchen's knees and lower abdomen in his straight uniform pants.
He thought Jinchen was looking at Linton intently and listening to the report carefully at this moment.
You Zan was unwilling to be isolated, and relying on his sturdy physique, he squeezed out from under the table silently, with his back pressed against the cold inside of the table.
This posture was uncomfortable, but he didn't care. He stretched out his fingers and started to pick at the belt around Jinchen's waist with a hint of revenge and mischief. His fingertips deliberately scratched the metal surface, making a slight clicking sound.
Still very unhappy, he moved closer and bit Jinchen's calf.
Jinchen's hand on his knee paused for a moment, then naturally fell under the table, accurately pressing down Youzan's restless hand, allowing him to hold his hand and bite it closely.
After Linton finished his report, he waited nervously for Jinchen's instructions.
He clenched his fists, as if he had mustered up his courage, and spoke again: "Sir! In addition... today's battle was very intense, and the mental pollution impact was also strong. Although your barrier is very strong, I... I feel that there are still some residual shocks in my mental picture, and it is not very stable. Can... can you please give me some shallow guidance? It will be done soon!"
His eyes were filled with anticipation.
As an A-level sentinel who charged at the front in fierce battles, it was customary to request shallow drainage and stabilization from the commander or senior guide after the battle, and it would not usually be refused.
