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937 Qianlang died on the beach?

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    Hong Kong, the small island of Yongye Base.  A few days ago - The waves were gently and slowly hitting the beach.  On the distant sea level in the west, a huge orange-red fireball was slowly sinking.  A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the sea is rustling and half of the sea is red.  It was the middle of winter, the season when the north wind was biting and the dripping water turned into ice, but on this tropical island south of the Tropic of Cancer, Yang Jin only needed to wear a short-sleeved shirt.  ??White shirt, thin trousers, elegant and rigorous.  Yang Jin walked step by step along the beach. On the right was a group of elegant and unique villas with beautiful scenery.  To the left is the vast sea, washed away by the sea breeze.  Looking ahead, the sun is setting in the west, the pass is red in dusk, and the wind is fragrant and beautiful.  Taking advantage of the beautiful scenery, the lanterns are blooming, and the thick flames are burning up the whole city.  This is the ultimate scene in the world.  To be honest, in terms of material conditions, Yang Jin's life these days can be said to be extremely good.  No one in the Yongye Group dares to look down upon him, and all food and clothing expenses are the best.  Just a word, or even a single word, and someone would actively take care of everything for him.  Food, clothing, housing, transportation, food, drink and entertainment, there is nothing to worry about.  But there was no trace of leisure in Yang Jin's expression.  His gaze was light yet deep, as if he was staring at it all the time, and as if he was looking at it nonchalantly all the time.  Yang Jin fell into memories, and he suddenly began to recall the first building in his life.  It was a dormitory room allocated by the school. It was made of red bricks and was damp and cramped.  It is an old red brick building with only three floors. The bricks may even fall off due to wind and rain.  Every time during the rainy season, the ground becomes damp and sticky, incomparable to what it is now.  But that time was different from now.  He is the backbone of the family and the shelter for his wife and children.  At that time, the family was happily together. Although the material living conditions were poor, they worked together and stayed in the same boat through thick and thin. Although they were exhausted every day, they worked hard and excitedly.  Now, the material conditions are extremely superior, but there is no sense of enjoyment at all.  His wife is gone and his children are gone, how can he be happy?  A few nights ago, the helicopter rumbled away, and Yang Jin deeply remembered the moment when he stood on the tarmac and looked up.  He is not a sentimental person who cherishes spring and laments autumn, but at that moment, he really felt a deep sadness.  ¡°I am a husband and a father, but I can¡¯t protect my wife and children from the wind and rain¡± Yang Jin clenched his fists tightly.  Suddenly, he discovered that he was not the only one relaxing on this island.  Ta-ta-ta-ta, a figure is running towards us along the beach.  Looking closely, the man was in his fifties, with white hair, a strong body, a dark face, a hard expression, and a serious and cold temperament all over his body, like an iron lump that no stranger could enter.  If you look carefully, you will see that the man's body is covered with weights, and when he steps on the beach, there will be a deep dent.  Running on the beach is much more tiring than running on flat ground. This person is obviously undergoing quite rigorous training.  He was sweating profusely and his muscles were twitching from exhaustion, but the man remained motionless and continued to run forward without any change in rhythm.  At this age, he can still have such hard work. The physical fitness and willpower of this tough man are quite amazing - of course, within the scope of ordinary people - in this era, the previous sentence is really inexplicable irony.  And the taste of sadness.  By the way, I saw him on the tarmac the night before yesterday. He seemed to want to go to London with me, but in the end he was kicked off the plane and could not follow.  Getting closer, Yang Jin keenly discovered that there was an inexplicable heavy feeling on this tough man.  Heavy and hard, like a piece of stubborn iron, it doesn't know how to follow the trend and change itself.  Yang Jin suddenly wanted to say hello and chat with him, and then what was this person's name?  Yang Jin frowned. He was really getting older. The hair on his temples had turned white, his eyes had begun to blur, and his memory had also declined.  Let me think about it, let me think about itChaoUncle Chao?  This is it, Uncle Chao!  But it¡¯s okay for the younger generation to call him Uncle Chao, but I can¡¯t call him Uncle Chao!  Why don't you shout Xiaochao?  While I was thinking in a mess, Uncle Chao had already rushed not far ahead.  Yang Jin, who hadn't figured out how to address him yet, could only nod at him reservedly, and casually greeted him with a warm smile: "How about exercising?" Uncle Chao looked at Yang Jin and stopped, taking a few breaths.  , he was always taciturn and was not good at words, so he could only say casually: "Yes, exercise. What about you?" "I also exercise." Looking at the stubborn tough guy in front of him, he looked at the lingering look in his eyes.  With the heaviness and looming loss, Yang Jin felt that he wanted to talk to this peer.  But in the end, in the confused and awkward silence, the two?Just nodding to each other, ready to go their separate ways.  Suddenly, a voice rang, it was the sound of a radio broadcast.  "An urgent report is being broadcast. A massive terrorist attack has occurred in London, England!" Crunch, both of them stopped, each quickly reaching for his own waist, and then in unison, he took out his or her own equipment.  Yang Jin was holding a cassette radio, while Uncle Chao was holding out an old-model radio station.  They glanced at each other unexpectedly, and an inexplicable sense of understanding suddenly rose. Yang Jin smiled: "It seems that you can't worry about them either." "I'm sure, I'm heartbroken." Uncle Chao gave a thumbs up:  "Let's go to the Intelligence Department to see the specific situation?" Yang Jin hesitated slightly: "Can I go to a confidential department like the Intelligence Department?" "In principle, no." Uncle Chao shook his head coldly, and then squeezed out.  A weird smile: "But I will open the back door for you, let's go." The next day.  Canteen.  There was beer in front of the two of them, and they were drinking very enthusiastically.  "Are you a teacher?" "Yes, I teach students." "Do you know, in fact, my dream when I was a child was to be a teacher." Uncle Chao took another sip and exhaled: "Sit in the spacious classroom and teach students in accordance with their aptitude.  , clean up all those little naughty children and let them go on the right path. At least they will never get involved in drugs, and it is best to learn some skills. I think it will be great. " "Then why don't you become a teacher.  ?¡± ¡°Oh, it¡¯s an accident of fate,¡± Uncle Chao said with emotion.  Yang Jin also took a sip and smiled slightly: "You know, actually, my dream when I was a child was not to be a teacher, but to be a soldier." "A soldier?!" Uncle Chao's eyes widened: "You?" "  Don¡¯t believe it? But it¡¯s true. When I was a child, the main themes of war movies were always shown in rural China. Tunnel warfare, land mine warfare, war in the south and the armed forces behind enemy lines were all played by adults and children from all over the country.  They all came in droves, so many people were squeezed into the cesspit. "Hahahaha!" Uncle Chao slapped the table and laughed.  "At that time, I thought that it was the best thing to charge into battle, defend the country, not pull the string until you see the enemy, and biabiabia when you see the enemy." Yang Jin raised his hand to make a pistol gesture, and took aim like he did when he was a child, as if  To spot a Japs: "It's a pity that neither Japanese nor American Japs have been defeated. Of course, you can't beat Japs as a soldier, but I still yearn for military life." "Then why didn't you go?  Become a soldier?" "Oh, fate has its way." Yang Jin was also filled with emotion.  Uncle Chao looked at this guy of the same age and thought he was a really good drinking buddy.  Looking at Yang Jin's polite and drunken look, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Uncle Chao's mind, and he grinned with a slightly malicious smile: "That's it for today. Next time, I'll get you something good.  "The fourth day.     bar.  Uncle Chao put down three bottles of whiskey with a bang.  "It's done!" After a while of pushing cups and changing cups, Hu Tianhaidi, both of them got high.  The news was playing on the TV behind the bar, which was a series of reports on terrorist attacks on the streets of London.  How many buildings were burned down, how much property was damaged, which terrorists did the good deeds, and what was their purpose? A serious old expert on the TV with a TV camera was analyzing and discussing the ratings of the CCTV Security Channel.  A new high.  With a bang, Uncle Chao smashed the bottom of the wine glass on the table. His face was black and red, and he was so drunk that he shouted: "The times have changed, they have changed!" Yang Jin stared at the TV with drunken eyes.  The burning block suddenly sighed: "Maybe I'm old, really old. When I get old, I like to reminisce. Last night I dreamed about what happened when I was young, when Xiaoqi was just born. He was so  It's so small that I can hold it with two hands, but I dare not touch it for fear of breaking it. But in a blink of an eye" Uncle Chao's face turned red and his eyes were dizzy: "Come on, brother.  , keep drinking, here¡¯s to this damn time, here¡¯s to this damn era, do it!¡± Bang, after having a drink, Yang Jin drank it in one gulp.  Haha~ blowing out a breath of alcohol, Yang Jin spread his fingers and said with drunken eyes: "I, I still remember that when the child was three years old, he suddenly fell ill in the middle of the night. When I took his temperature, he had a fever of 40 degrees! I carried him on my back  I ran away as soon as I opened the door, and there was a strong wind and heavy rain outside. I was carrying Xiaoqi in the water, and your sister-in-law was holding an umbrella next to me. I still remember the heavy rain pouring on your sister-in-law.  Xiaoqi ShaoLying on my back in a daze, I still remember that there were no street lights at all that day, but the lightning kept shining brightly, making everything it illuminated very dazzling.  That rain was really heavy.  " "Heavy rain, I remember it too!  "Uncle Chao has basically entered the stage of talking nonsense: "In 1993, I took a group of veterans to the Amazon rainforest for special training.  Mosquitoes, wild beasts, hunger, injuries, guerrillas, and fucking deliberate torture everywhere, the number of people in the special training camp is decreasing day by day.  Brother, let me tell you, during the actual training, they were really trying to kill themselves, and those guerrillas were shot with real swords and guns.  I was shot once, in the left leg.  I limped to escape, and it was raining heavily.  Infection, inflammation, starvation, shivering from the cold, but me, I made it through.  I survived!  I became a special forces ace!  Brother, tell me, am I a good soldier?  " "Yes, you are a good soldier, you are the best soldier!  "Yang Jin patted Uncle Chao's shoulder with a loud bang, his tongue almost bulging: "Comrade Xiaochao, come on, keep drinking!  " "But how come such a good soldier is worthless in this era?  "Uncle Chao raised his head to the sky and roared loudly: "Why, it's worthless!  "
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