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Volume 8 The Sword Unsheathed Chapter 152

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    When they delivered the job transfer reports to the team leader, the team leader glanced at the dozens of job transfer reports placed on the table. Without saying a word, he just scanned them slowly with an extremely complex vision.  Pass.  Fugui almost didn't dare to look at the captain because he could see disappointment and anger in the captain's eyes.

    Time seems to have stood still, and there is a suffocating silence in the air!

    But Fugui knew that beneath the silence, there was a torrent hidden, and that torrent was the captain's volcanic eruption of anger!

    But after waiting for a long time, the only sound except the pendulum of the clock on the wall was the captain's heavy breathing.  Fugui secretly glanced at the captain. The captain was still sitting there, his mouth trembling, and his shoulders trembling slightly. Fugui knew that the captain was holding back his anger. Once that anger broke out, it would completely destroy their decision.

    Finally, the captain stood up. Fugui thought he was going to get angry, but he didn't expect that the captain just picked up the cigarette on the table and lit one, then silently turned to look out the window and said calmly: "Tell me, why did you change jobs?"  ?¡±

    The comrades looked at each other but said nothing.

    "It's been ten years since you came to the special operations team, right?" The captain slowly turned around and walked past them step by step, as if he was considering his words.  Then he stopped, looked at them and said: "Remember when you first joined the special operations team, you were all children who were ignorant of the world and were in your prime of youth." After speaking, he paused and showed a slight smile on his face:  "At that time, you had distinct personalities. You fought with your comrades, contradicted the commander, played tricks on the soldiers in the cooking class, stole oil and wine, and violated military discipline many times. But I still tolerated you. Do you know why?"

    Fugui didn¡¯t know what the captain meant by these words. He looked at each other with his comrades and shook his head in confusion.

    The captain put away his smile, looked at them with sharp eyes, and said in an emphasis: "Because I think highly of you and think you are good material!" After speaking, he tapped the table with his fingers, and the ashtray and teacup on the table were shaken.  "Crack" sound: "Ask your comrades, ask your squadron leader, no matter the soldiers or officers of the special operations team, as long as they violate military discipline, who have I tolerated?"

    Yang Aiguo said gratefully: "Captain, I know you have been so kind to us, and we will never forget it."

    The captain glanced at him, softened his tone and said: "You have distinctive personalities and unruly temperaments. I feel a spirit of never giving up and never admitting defeat from you. This spirit is as a qualified person."  What special forces members must have! I don¡¯t want to let military discipline wear away the edges on you, so I tolerate you and hope that you can grow up and sharpen into a counter-terrorism sword as soon as possible and become a pillar of talent. I am not wrong about you.  , you have proven yourself with your actions. Every time I see your impressive achievements, I am gratified, moved, and deeply proud of you, because you are worthy of the glorious and proud title of 'special operations team members'.  title!"

    He paused for a while, looked out the window, sighed and then said: "You have made great contributions to the cause of counter-terrorism. In order to defend the sovereignty of the country and the tranquility of the people, you shed not only sweat, but blood and even lives." Zhang Chengliang  , Feng Xiuping, and Liu Yi are all heroes. To be honest, every time I see my soldiers fall under the gunpoint of evil, my heart bleeds silently, because they have relatives just like us.  , everyone should live well in this world and enjoy a wonderful and happy life." After speaking, he silently put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, with a look of sadness on his face: "Every time I see one more stone tablet on the back mountain, my heart breaks.  Just one more bleed, I really don¡¯t want to see anyone fall down again, otherwise I will collapse.¡±

    Speaking of Ryoko, Fugui suddenly thought of that handsome face, and his heart couldn't help but feel pain. They were the same age, but he left this world at the age of 23.  Fugui still remembers that he once looked at the distance with infinite affection on the back mountain and said: "Go all the way east from here, and that is my home." However, the place he pointed to has always become his hope that he cannot return.

    The captain said solemnly: "I am proud of them, because they sacrificed their lives for the country. We will not forget it, and neither will the motherland and the people. They dedicated their precious lives to the motherland, and at the same time they also sacrificed themselves.  His name is engraved on the land of the Republic, and those heroic deeds are engraved into immortality."

    Fugui watched the captain pick up the job transfer reports on the table and throw them in front of them, and looked at them with disappointment: "As a special operations team member, if you are punished, you will have the idea of ????leaving, which makes me really feel bad for you. If  If you don¡¯t want me to look down on you, then just tear up these pieces of paper and go back to your posts.¡±

    Liming took a step forward and said, "Captain, I definitely didn't leave for punishment."

    "Oh?" CaptainHe felt extremely proud and proud, and a wave of heat surged and surged through his body.  He seemed to have returned to those days of bullets and bullets. He and his comrades braved the smoke of gunfire, shared joys and sorrows in action after action, and used their lives to defend the dignity of the motherland!

    "We are an iron team. We are the anti-terrorism special operations brigade of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. We are determined to use our lives to defend the territorial integrity of the motherland and the stability of people's lives!" This is what he set up in front of this military flag when he first joined the special operations team.  A solemn oath.  Fugui closed his eyes and let tears flow down his cheeks. In the past ten years, he has fulfilled his vow with actions!  He worked hard and sacrificed for this oath, but from then on, this military flag could only fly in his memory

    The cold wind hit, and Fugui shivered. He reluctantly looked back at the Gobi in the darkness. The Gobi became even more desolate in the night, but Fugui still stood in the cold wind and watched silently, as if he wanted to take away all the memories here.  Go back, keep it in your heart forever, and accompany you in the future.

    The cold wind struck Fugui's face ruthlessly like a knife, but he stood there motionless like a statue. At that moment, the memory slowly became clear in his heart. How could he forget this place where the blood of youth had been shed?  The sweat of his youth has watered every plant and tree here, and every square inch here has been sprinkled with his passionate youth. Here is his past glory, his young dream, and the place where he once galloped on the battlefield!

    Soldiers who live in an iron-clad camp will eventually have to leave one day. This is the helplessness of people, and it is also the helplessness of soldiers!  Wealth knows that once we say goodbye, that camouflage will become a memory of the past. The "war tiger" who roamed the battlefield has been turned into a legend by the years. Maybe it will be slowly forgotten by people in the near future. However, that period  The unforgettable memory will be engraved in your heart forever and become the clearest memory in your life!

    Because, what life needs is not the result, but the process!

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