An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 67 "How confident are you?"

Shen Xi and Meng Youyou's group arrived at the foot of Lone Wolf Peak as the sun began to set.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, the orange-red glow outlines a warm orange silhouette for Lone Wolf Peak.

The weeds that were originally waist-high are now only knee-high.

Occasionally, a few unidentified wildflower petals sway in the grass at the foot of the mountain; these are species that I haven't seen in the two days I've been on the mountain.

Meng Youyou kept looking back, but she didn't see the figure she was hoping to see.

One of the young soldiers suggested, "Team Leader Shen, should we rest here for a while and wait for Battalion Commander Huo? He hasn't caught up yet."

Shen Xi looked somewhat troubled and objectively analyzed, "Based on the current progress, it would be best if we reached Qingshuijian tonight, set up camp there, and started taking measurements as soon as the sun rose the next day. Only then would we have a chance to complete the mission within the expected timeframe."

With the mission in mind, everyone continued on their journey.

As they walked, Meng Youyou suddenly recalled Huo Qingshan's appearance when they left... which made her feel very awkward.

But I'm not entirely sure.

Meng Youyou stopped and suddenly spoke to the backs of the group who continued walking in an orderly fashion: "I'm a little worried. I want to go back and find him."

Shen Xi turned around, her expression full of disapproval, and advised, "If you're going to go, you should go with a soldier. How can we let you return alone?"

One of the young soldiers chimed in, "Our battalion commander's field combat skills are renowned as top-notch. Even if our group encounters danger, the probability of us being unable to cope is higher than the probability of him being unable to cope. Translator Meng, don't worry too much."

Shen Xi saw that Meng Youyou's expression was solemn, and her eyes held an unwavering determination that could not be refused.

He compromised, saying, "Okay, I'll have Xiao Cheng go back and take a look."

“No, each of you has played an indispensable role in the survey process. Our progress is already not good enough, and we can’t afford to lose any more people. My abilities in surveying are limited, and I can’t move much stuff, so it’s the most suitable person for me to go back and divide the work.”

Meng Youyou looked up at Shen Xi and said, "And don't underestimate me. I got the only 'Outstanding Individual Contribution Award' in the last field combat assessment!"

Shen Xi hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

……

The moment he stepped on it, Huo Qingshan determined that it was a Lingyun PMN-2 landmine.

This type of landmine uses a pressure-activated fuse, which is extremely sensitive. It can detonate instantly if there is even a slight uneven force or a minor displacement.

Its internal structure is ingenious and complex, with the fuse and detonator tightly connected. The disassembly of the safety device requires specific tools and techniques, and the slightest mistake will trigger it.

Moreover, its explosive charge is extremely powerful, and the consequences of detonation would be unimaginable.

Huo Qingshan's eyes were fixed on the landmine at his feet. He slowly shifted his weight to his right foot, his movements extremely gentle, and every muscle contraction was particularly restrained.

He lightly touched the ground with his left foot, testing the ground's support in millimeter increments.

His hands trembled slightly, but he tried his best to maintain his balance. His waist bent slowly, inch by inch, his upper body gradually approaching the ground, his neck stretched stiffly, his head lowered as much as possible, and his eyes never dared to leave the landmine.

Throughout the entire process, the man's breathing was extremely slow and shallow, each breath like a tug-of-war with death, as he tried his best to control the rise and fall of his chest.

When Meng Youyou arrived at the spot, this was the scene she saw from afar: the man, who was usually as calm as a mountain, had beads of sweat rolling down his forehead as he slowly distributed his limbs and body in an extremely strange posture, preparing for the next move.

In that instant, she instinctively wanted to scream... to stop his dangerous behavior, but before that... perhaps a remnant of reason compelled her to cover her open mouth with her hands? In the end, she didn't let out a sound. Or perhaps not?

It's more like one instinct overcame another without thinking.

I was afraid of disturbing him.

She approached him cautiously, not daring to make a sound, while at the same time thinking about how to safely alert him to her arrival.

But often, when a person is most worried about something, it will happen without warning, without any preamble.

Meng Youyou's right foot broke off a dead branch hidden in the grass. She was aware of it the moment she stepped on it, and she deliberately reduced the force of her right foot in the second half, fortunately the sound was not loud.

But... Meng Youyou was slightly startled when she saw the man's figure not far away. She subconsciously held her breath. The heart in her chest was beating very fast. Meng Youyou was sure that "it" had never been beating so fast in its life, not even when it was on a drop tower.

Huo Qingshan slowly raised his head, very slowly indeed...

She could no longer tell how long he had been looking up; in her mind, the process was unbelievably long. She seemed to want to speak, but couldn't utter a sound. She seemed not to want to speak, because there were no coherent sentences in her mind.

She was more like an empty shell, devoid of consciousness, staring wide-eyed straight ahead.

Finally, he saw her.

Ha... he actually laughed.

He actually smiled at her?

"You came?"

That was what the man said upon seeing her.

Meng Youyou didn't reply, but took slightly larger steps toward the person.

"No! Hey, don't come any closer!" The man's annoying smile finally disappeared, replaced by an anxious expression.

Meng Youyou obediently stopped, her expression blank, her voice devoid of any emotion: "What do you plan to do?"

It looks... very calm.

“Hey, don’t be angry. Listen to me, no one in the group except me knows how to defuse mines. If I had told you then, it would have taken you at least a day and a night to return from Lone Wolf Peak to the camp for support and back. But this mine is special, it’s very sensitive, and it’s hard for me to guarantee that I can maintain the same pressure on my feet and a specific center of gravity for a day and a night. So… this is the only way I can do it.”

Meng Youyou calmly asked, "How confident are you?"

Huo Qingshan did not answer, but only called out, "...Yo yo."

It was as if he didn't know what to say, so he could only say her name.
Meng Youyou repeated her question, "How confident are you?"

The volume seemed a bit louder this time, but not noticeably.

Huo Qingshan was silent for a few seconds, then answered in a low voice, "...30%".

As he spoke, the man lowered his gaze and stopped looking into her eyes.

If it weren't for the landmine he was stepping on, he probably would have lowered his head a bit more, right? This somewhat absurd thought popped into Meng Youyou's mind at an inopportune moment.

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