Army stab

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the whistle for emergency assembly rang piercingly, like a sharp sword piercing through the dark night in the mountains. All the members of the third squadron quickly assembled, and under the leadership of Xiao Bai, they carried out a very easy [-]-kilogram load. Ten kilometers off-road.

Half an hour later, these forty people formed a team under Xishan No. [-], and after Xiao Bai called the names of twelve people, the remaining team members all disbanded.The twelve people were divided into two groups. Xiao Bai led Sun Jing, Su Mingyuan, Ye Jue, and two old members of the third squadron, Li Da and Qian Diyong. Wu Yu and Guan Zhong led Zhang Ran and Zha Da in another group. .

The four recruits stood in the front row of the queue, the cold wind was blowing, and their training uniforms kept flapping. Xiao Bai looked at them silently, with some prudence and dignity before the battle.

So, the recruits understood that the first mission had finally come.

The so-called first mission in Sharp Blade is actually very simple, which is to kill people. Only blood-stained weapons are the sharpest, and only soldiers who have experienced life and death are the most loyal.

Blood and death are their first threshold, and only after crossing it can they really be called sharp blades, like unsheathed swords with a dazzling cold light.

Ye Jue stood quietly in the queue, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his hands were clasped firmly behind his back. Xiao Bai's words passed by his ears word by word. It penetrated the eardrum and was engraved into the brain, clearly bearing traces of blood, very blunt and sharp.

The task content is simple but not complicated. A group of overseas smuggling gangs will leave the country from the Sino-Vietnamese border in the early morning of the day after tomorrow. The main smuggled goods are arms, but according to the report of the informant, there may be drugs and other things mixed in. The exit location is about In the jungle near Jinping Miao, Yao, and Dai Autonomous County, the specific situation is not very clear. You need to contact the local person in charge after you arrive.

The task of the third squadron is to stop this gang before the border, and kill them all if they resist.

After Xiao Bai finished the task, he silently stared at the soldiers in front of him, each of them stood up straight, like the tallest green pine, with arrogance hidden in it, they would rather bend than bend.

"The mission this time is a bit dangerous. The weapons they use should be AK47 or M16. These guns are very popular on the black market at the border." In the past, "each of you may die, so I hope you will take care of your own life and the life of your teammates."

No one spoke. It seemed that they were all used to such tasks. In the Sharp Blade Base, they were the pride of heaven, the peak of individual soldiers that every soldier would envy, but they were just a weapon of the country when they went out from this gate. No one knows when death will take him away.

Veterans are used to such missions. Tomorrow they will have one day to familiarize themselves with the mission information, including the local terrain, characteristics of the enemy, weapon equipment, etc., and then conduct warm-up drills before departure. Finally, they will write a suicide note , leave it to the most important person.

After the emergency assembly until the next morning, Ye Jue didn't sleep well. He tossed and turned on the bed, staring at the pale ceiling with his eyes wide open. A few strands of starlight leaked in through the curtains, like a thin blade cutting the ceiling into pieces. Several dollars, Ye Jue just kept looking at it, feeling a little empty in his heart, and clenched his fist unconsciously.

The hour hand reached three o'clock unknowingly, Ye Jue let out a long breath, turned over to the wall, covered the quilt tightly and started counting sheep, when someone scratched his feet suddenly, he sat up and saw Su Mingyuan standing on the bed I looked at myself at the foot of the bed, the light in the room was not very good, only the shining eyes could be seen.

"Yezi, haven't you fallen asleep yet?" Su Mingyuan stretched his waist, seemed to be smiling, but didn't seem to, Ye Jue put the pillow behind him, put his arm behind his head, stretched out his foot and kicked Su Mingyuan's shoulder, a little Helplessly smiled: "Yeah, I can't sleep, I'm a little nervous."

Su Mingyuan chuckled, stepped directly onto Ye Jue's bed with both hands, moved his quilt over to cover himself, leaned over and whispered: "Me too, Sun Jing explained that tomorrow I will let you go." I followed him, you have never seen this man when he aimed at it, he is so ruthless, he doesn't have the air of a living person at all."

Ye Jue burst out laughing, and patted Su Mingyuan's shoulder: "Just talk nonsense, you're leaving tomorrow afternoon, why don't you hurry up and go to sleep."

"It's not a long night of unintentional sleep, let alone this beauty." Su Mingyuan smiled again, no expression could be seen in the haze, but his eyes were unusually bright.

Ye Jue kicked him speechlessly, and stuffed the pillow under his head: "Quickly get out of bed and go to sleep."

Su Mingyuan sighed, spread out the quilt, and jumped onto his own bed. Before going to bed, he heard Ye Jue's question, and said in a low voice, "Hey, have you written your suicide note? Don't you leave Xiaoya a moment?" A letter?"

"Stay," Su Mingyuan agreed indiscriminately, and started snoring after covering his head with the quilt.

The next day, Ye Jue woke up at dawn. He had not slept well, had a lot of messy dreams, and his head hurt a bit. He glanced at Su Mingyuan, who was snoring on the opposite bed and appeared in large characters. Quiet. She put on her own clothes, then quietly rolled over from the bed and went out.

Ye Jue's bag contained a blank piece of paper and a pen, which was the suicide note that Xiao Bai asked everyone to write, but he really didn't know what to write, at least he didn't even have anyone to leave a letter to.

If one day he really died in the mission, he didn't know who would pick up this unsigned suicide note, and whether that person would have any feelings because of his departure.

Maybe Ye Jue is a bit hypocritical, but whoever faces the first suicide note in his life will always have some thoughts. A suicide note should always be left to someone, at least someone who cares about himself.

Ye Jue squatted on the edge of the training field, biting the tip of his pen and staring at the white paper in his hand for a long time, he thought of some people, buddies from college, girls who had been in love before, and even the former company commander Li Feng, But in any case it was difficult for him to write a person's name on paper.

It seemed that he was really pathetic, at least he would not leave traces in other people's lives, he seemed to be dead when he died, and he would not take anything with him. The white paper in the middle is a little uncomfortable.

The early morning wind blew over from the other side of the training ground, kicking up a lot of sand and dust. Ye Jue squinted his eyes to see that several soldiers were training on the other side of the barbed wire. When I arrived at my own shadow, from the very beginning to the present, a shadow that tried my best to stay on the sharp edge.

The wind was very strong, mixed with many inexplicable smells, and soon, Ye Jue recognized the smell of a person who always had a few sabers on his body, who liked to smoke but basically didn't smell of smoke.

"Captain," Ye Jue squatted on the ground, turned his head and saw Xiao Bai standing five steps away from him, with his arms folded on his chest, looking seriously at the soldiers on the other side of the training field.