The base signed for three years and became the father of global special

One step, two steps, three steps...

As the distance from Ding Ye got closer, the touch in Chen Ling's heart became more and more intense. In Ding Ye, he seemed to see himself who had lost his soul.

This feeling is all too familiar.

Once, when I saw the class monitors, Lao Jiang and Lao Yang lying in front of me, when their lives were disappearing little by little, I collapsed and despaired like Ding Ye now.

The pain is indescribable, if there is really a saying of dying, then Ding Ye is dying now.

Seeing the person I care about the most die in front of me, in my hands, that kind of pain...

Suffering such a huge mental blow suddenly, anyone might collapse. At that time, I was able to walk out, mostly because of the support of the system. I knew that as long as I worked hard and kept signing in, I would become stronger and have the opportunity to avenge the squad leader and the others.

If it weren't for hatred, I might have done research myself, the environment would really change a person.

Although Ding Ye couldn't stand up in the pain, he was used to life in the army. This habit was deeply rooted and would follow him for the rest of his life.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Ye chooses to stay here.

Just like all retired soldiers, no matter how long it has been, they can't change the habits of the army, one year, two years... or even longer.

Therefore, many veterans will maintain the habit of the army after retiring. They are very self-disciplined and insist on self-training. Some people choose security jobs with very low wages in order to find the feeling of being a soldier...

While meditating, Chen Ling followed Ding Ye silently.

"Kill kill kill..."

There was a sound of agitating the eardrums, and it kept coming.

Suddenly, the sound of slogans stopped, Ding Ye turned his head, glanced at the people behind him, his face full of hostility.

"Who are you and why are you following me?"

Ding Ye's indifferent eyes swept Chen Ling's body for 2 seconds, and then asked indifferently.

As he said that, his eyes shifted to a group of people in the distance, but the distance was a bit far away, and he did not fail to recognize Geng Zhan's comrades-in-arms.

Chen Ling went up to greet him, saluted Ding Ye, and asked, "Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"

Seeing this young man, Ding Ye suddenly stopped and saluted himself, he was taken aback, who is he?

Why did he do such a simple salute so standard?

He is not simple.

Ding Ye felt a trace of curiosity in his heart, he subconsciously responded, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

In fact, since Ding Ye came here, he has not dealt with the people in the army, even his comrades who lived and died together do not know where he is hiding.

Under Ding Ye's gaze, Chen Ling said again: "Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"

It doesn't hurt much, it's very insulting.

Ding Ye stared at the young man in front of him, his face changed slightly.

"Well, you boy, the first sentence is to look at me, why do you say that I am old and useless?"

Ding Ye is also a college student, knowing the meaning of the other party's words, he roared angrily in an instant.

Chen Ling looked at Ding Ye who was furious, and asked neither humble nor overbearing: "Do you know why? It's because you don't even have the courage to take revenge. You hid here to carry the corpse, but the murderer who killed you is still at large, living a better life than you Hundreds of times, thousands of times, ten thousand times stronger."

"revenge?"

When Ding Ye heard this, he felt closed in his heart, as if someone had pierced his mouth, and was completely angry.

In an instant, Ding Ye, like a waking beast, burst out with a strong murderous aura, and casually threw the big log on his shoulders to the ground.

Bang!

The big log hit the ground heavily, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

Ding Ye pointed at Chen Ling and growled, "What are you doing here, who are you?"

Chen Ling didn't direct Ding Ye directly, but with a cold expression on his face, he slowly unbuttoned his clothes with his hands.

Whoa!

In front of Ding Ye, Chen Ling suddenly tore off his shirt, revealing his upper body with intricate wounds.

Swish!

Ding Ye stared at the upper body of the young man in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was serious.

Who is he?

This guy is at most 20 years old, younger than himself, but his body is full of interlaced wounds.

Some of these wounds were gunshot wounds, some were knife wounds, large and small, and they couldn't be counted at a glance, especially a knife wound on the shoulder, which looked extremely dazzling.

What on earth had he gone through to leave so many wounds?The point is that these wounds are obviously left on the battlefield.

He should be a soldier who has come down from the battlefield, no, he is so young, he shouldn't have such an experience.

Ding Ye was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly fell silent.

Chen Ling said loudly again: "Lian Po is old and can still afford food. Come on, prove that you are still useful. You are a soldier, so show some courage and prove yourself."

Ding Ye was completely stimulated by the opponent's aura, and he clenched his fists instantly, hesitating about a prehistoric beast that was ready to attack.

Chen Ling continued: "I am also a soldier, and I have revenge, and I want to take revenge, because on the battlefield, my squad leader and comrades in arms were all killed by the enemy."

When mentioning the squad leader and the others, Chen Ling paused, took a deep breath, and said, "When I found them, they were already lying in a pool of blood, but my squad leader insisted on waiting for me and told me with his last breath. Me, you have to be a good soldier, a good soldier who makes them proud."

Speaking of this, Chen Ling changed his face and became extremely indifferent, and shouted: "I and you both have grudges to avenge, but I am different from you. In the face of hatred, you choose to escape, but I have always insisted on paying tribute to the sacrificed comrades." It proves that I am a good soldier, and I cannot let them die in peace."

Speaking of the last sentence, Chen Ling's voice suddenly rose, and a strong murderous aura rose from his body.

Swish!

Ding Ye kept staring at the other party with wide eyes, until the other party finished speaking, he still stared at the other party without blinking.

Who is he?

Ding Ye's doubts became more and more serious.

In fact, he always felt that this young man was not lying, because the sad eyes and resolute attitude told him all the time that this man was terrifying and powerful.

And, this young man definitely has a story.