The clear and cold voice of the woman seemed a little immature, but there was a bone-chilling sharpness in it. Li Chuhai, who was about to faint from the pain of the four gunshots, narrowed his eyes. His pale but still fierce face changed slightly.
It wasn't because of the female soldier's voice. It was because of the name the female soldier said. He seemed to be recalling the past.
Sun Xueqing… A martyr…
Now that he heard this name again, Li Chuhai, whose lips were pale, chuckled softly. "Sun Xueqing, Red Plum… If you hadn't mentioned her, I would've forgotten about her. Now that you've mentioned her, I remember that I do know such a person."
Red Plum was just as proud as this female soldier. She had a beautiful face and a sweet smile. When she smiled, her eyes curved, and her white teeth were revealed. At that time, she was the ideal partner in the hearts of many male soldiers. He knew that there were five people who had a crush on her.
