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Volume 8 The Sword Unsheathed Chapter 153

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    When the job transfer report was approved, it was the coldest time in the Gobi.

    The transfer report was announced by the political commissar. After he finished the announcement, he glanced at them: "If you need help with anything, you can mention it to the army and we will try our best to help you."

    Fugui sighed secretly in his heart: "I'm finally going home!" The heart that had been hanging around these days finally fell to the ground - no matter what the result was, there was no joy in his heart. When the political commissar read his name, he suddenly felt  There was a moment of emptiness.  He looked out the window blankly, where there were many comrades training in the severe cold on the training ground. Their vigorous figures were so familiar, but from now on, he was no longer a member of the special forces team, and there was no one of his own on the training ground.  Figure, he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

    The captain stood up and tried his best to smile, but Fugui could see how forced his smile was.  The captain walked slowly in front of them. His steps were so heavy that it seemed that every step he took required all his strength.  Fugui always thought his eyes were sharp, but today his eyes were so kind. He looked at each of us as proudly as he looked at his own children.

    Finally he stopped, faced Fugui and the others and said: "Remember what I told you ten years ago that although the training of the special team is hard, everyone needs passion in life. This is the beginning of your dreams, your life,  I will make the proudest and most memorable moment for you to come to the Special Forces Team. Your future life will also change a lot for you to come to the Special Forces Team. My only hope is that you choose to leave today.  , every day you spend in the special operations team will become a beautiful memory in the future."

    Fugui looked at the captain and felt ashamed in his heart. Although the captain was ruthless to them during training, he had always cared about them like an elder brother in life. But now he was leaving him, and his heart was full of loss and sadness

    The captain helped them organize their military appearance one by one. When they arrived at Fugui, Fugui could clearly see the red circles in the captain's eyes.  The captain helped him button the collar, patted Fugui on the shoulder and said: "Go back to the place and work hard. There are no cowards in the special operations team. I believe you are all strong men in life!" Fugui could no longer control himself.  His hot tears slowly flowed down his cheeks and dripped on the back of the captain's hand

    The captain gritted his teeth, but still couldn't hold back the tears that swirled in his eyes. He suddenly hugged Fugui and Xiaoyu in his arms, choking and saying, "When you go backafter that, take care of yourself more!"

    Fugui¡¯s tears fell on the captain¡¯s shoulders drop by drop, soaking the captain¡¯s epaulettes. He nodded and said in tears: ¡°Captain, youtake care too!¡±

    Comrades rushed over one after another and hugged the captain tightly

    (Many years later, Fugui always thinks of that scene. Although the ancients said that men do not shed tears easily, but sometimes tears do not represent cowardice, but the expression of emotion! Every time I recall with my comrades the moment when I broke up with the captain,  Tears always swirled in everyone's eyes. Yang Aiguo often said later: The captain's clothes were soaked that day, and it was our tears that helped him wash his clothes. Perhaps, only when parting, can people truly reveal their true feelings.  Show your true feelings!)

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the captain let them go, wiped his eyes with his hand, stretched out his hand and said: "When you are performing tasks, you always hold hands together to show that we are dependent on each other for life and death. I will also shake hands with you today.  No matter how far you go, you will always be members of the Special Forces, always my soldiers, and the Special Forces will always be your home!"

    Everyone held the warm hand of the brigade leader and shouted loudly: "We will always be members of the Chinese People's Liberation Army's special operations brigade, depending on each other for life and death, and sharing weal and woe!"

    The captain pursed his lips to control his emotions, fearing that tears would flow down again. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Okay, since you still recognize me as the captain in the future, I will make three demands for you."  Wan looked at them solemnly.

    The comrades fell silent, lined up in front of the captain, and looked at the captain quietly.

    The captain looked at them and his expression became serious: "Although you have changed jobs, your skills are cultivated by the country, the party and the people, so I ask you first: after you go back, you must not be enemies of the people and the motherland.  In a word, you are not allowed to betray national interests; secondly, you are not allowed to bully others; thirdly, you are not allowed to join the underworld or any terrorist organization. Can you do it?"

    Liming stood out and said: "Captain, don't worry, we were once soldiers, and we know what the bottom line is for us as human beings."

    The captain nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good. I just don't want you to do something wrong one day and your comrades will point their guns at you." After speaking, he paused, looked at Yang Aiguo and Liming and said, "  What worries me the most is patriotism.?On the vast horizon, only the military flag was still clear in their hearts.

    Fugui looked at the passing scenery of the Gobi outside the car. Under the gloomy sky, the vast Gobi became more desolate. Is it the ruthlessness of the seasons or the unintentional drifting clouds?  "Is it going to snow? Fugui thought silently, maybe when the snowflakes fall, the vast Gobi desert will become more vast. But when the seasons change, the past vastness will be condensed by the years and become the memory of the season. Just like them, the former glory has become  History, but will their glory continue to be sung by the seasons? Many years from now, will the people here remember the names on the twelve monuments on the back mountain?

    From now on, they will start a new life, but will their glory be like the remaining snow on the Gobi, leaving no trace when the seasons of life change?  Will that unforgettable memory be forgotten as time goes by?  ?

    Fugui sighed, perhaps, the memories that have been flying from now on will be forever fixed in this gloomy winter, staying in this vast wilderness, letting all memories go away with the sad cold wind, and letting those memories fall into the dusty ground.  Beside the ancient Huangchen Road!

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