Army stab

Time at the seaside always flies by quickly, watching the waves coming one after another, and turning back one after another, one's eyelids seem to be able to keep looking up and down without fighting, time It just slowly slipped away in the gaps of those waves, almost without a trace.

Ye Jue had been sitting by the seaside with Su Mingyuan all along, his good brother was surprisingly silent this time, unlike usual nagging that made him want to stuff 95 directly into this kid's mouth.

The silent Su Mingyuan seemed unwilling to face Ye Jue head-on. He kept facing the sea. It seemed that this sea area fascinated him. It seemed that there was the most attractive treasure here, and it seemed that this was the place where his soul was drawn. .

Ye Jue relaxed his body, sinking his buttocks and thighs into the sand. A lot of the damp sand got into his shoes along the seam of his socks, so he took off the shoes, shook them and put them on again. superior.

Ye never knew why he felt a little embarrassed. For the first time, he felt at a loss in front of Su Mingyuan. He didn't know what to do or what to say. He just subconsciously felt that it was best to keep silent at the moment.

The wind at the seaside is surprisingly strong. Although the temperature is not low, it will still make people dizzy if it blows for a long time. Ye Jue frowned, rubbing his aching temple, looking at Su Mingyuan out of the corner of his eye. The boy still looked at his "sea lover" seriously, without any uncomfortable feeling.

That's right, this guy is a natural sniper, even if there is a typhoon, he should still lurk as usual, and if he doesn't move his nest, he won't move.

This kid's lower lip is actually a bit thick, and there is a faint mole on it, which is said to be a symbol of gluttony. Finally, after this gluttonous mouth experienced almost endless silence, it showed great kindness He spoke to Ye Jue.

"It's getting late, it's time for lunch." Su Mingyuan stood up, patted the sand on his buttocks, his movements were chic and neat, and his eyes became the same as usual, as if he wasn't the one who was going to fight his good brother just now.

"Oh." Ye Jue stood up almost mechanically, followed behind Su Mingyuan, scratching his head: "What do you want to eat?"

At this time, Su Mingyuan who was walking in front suddenly stopped, and Ye Jue almost bumped into his back.

"Ye Jue, if you really go this way, you will have a hard time in the future," Su Mingyuan said with a long voice, seemingly careless, but his slightly frowned brows still revealed his worry.

"I know," Ye Jue smiled lightly, with a fearless look, as if even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, he could take them down.

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

This time, it was Ye Jue's turn to walk in front of Su Mingyuan, his steps were firm and fast, his legs wrapped in training clothes were straight and slender, Su Mingyuan looked at his back, his young and vigorous body, and everyone in the base They are all the same, but they are not the same, living in the same dormitory for so long, he even knows how many wounds Ye Jue has on his body.

Su Mingyuan thought of many times before when he was injured in training or missions. Ye never wanted to go to the infirmary to see Zhu Ke's big nostrils. There was a long cut cut by a machete, a full 18 centimeters long, but fortunately the wound was not deep.

The wound stretched from below the shoulder blades to the waist. Su Mingyuan clearly remembered that he applied the medicine powder on it with trembling hands, and then wrapped the bandage.

That person's body is actually very beautiful, every muscle and every line is what he likes, since childhood, Su Mingyuan has habitually guarded the things he likes, when he was young, it might be a toy or even a piece of rubber, but now It's a person, the difference is that when he was young, he had fists, but now, he has his guns.

After leaving the team and staying all morning, after Ye Jue returned to the 127rd Squadron's station in the [-]th Division, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Ye Jue still found that there were a few people missing in the crowd, Guan Zhong, Sun Jing and Wu Yu were not there.

Ye Jue pulled Zhang Ran who was muttering something to Zheng and Zha Da, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't I see Wu Yu, where did he go?"

"I don't know." Zhang Ran also looked around, and said a little blankly: "I haven't seen anyone else after breakfast, so let's disperse for free activities first, and be ready at any time."

Ye Jue rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart, this is really a bit strange, he pulled them back from the sea and threw them into the S Military Region, without saying what they were asked to do, just let this group of old men spend their time here without training There is no need for missions, and no one even talks about returning to the base.

The members of the 127th Division were busy training on their own. On the way back, Ye Jue saw several groups of soldiers carrying their equipment and running cross-country along the seashore. They were idle, no one cared about them, even Xiao Bai didn't know where they went.

Ye Jue is also a bit at a loss. It’s a problem with being a soldier for a long time. He is used to a well-organized life, not to mention that they are a special type of army, and they are also used to the situation where training is overloaded with tasks and it is a scam. Ye Jue is so idle now. I feel uncomfortable in every pore of my body.

"It's so strange..." Ye Jue muttered softly, and Su Mingyuan, who was following him, came over and added softly: "It's a bit strange."

Don't look at the expressions on everyone's faces that don't matter, but in fact, everyone has no idea. After coming out this time, they always feel that something is wrong. It seems that this mission is covered with a veil. You seem to know that you are What are you doing, and you don't seem to know at all, the feeling of being kept in the dark is really uncomfortable.

"Why are the three of them not here?" Ye Jue murmured to himself with his head down. Su Mingyuan rubbed his body and walked over, squatting on the edge of the training ground to watch his brothers fight each other and practice wrestling. He could clearly feel I realized that there was a violent spark hidden in the relatively calm third squadron.

At this time, in a small room on the second floor behind the 127th Division headquarters building, Wu Yu, Sun Jing, and Guan Zhong were staying in a conference room. It was obvious that this was specially set up for some secret meetings.

Wu Yu sat silently, with his head buried in his chest almost all the time, as if he was asleep, and Sun Jing was also fine, swinging on the chair with his arms folded in front of his chest, his eyes rolling back and forth, In his trouser pocket, he was playing with a bullet casually. Guan Zhong was not as peaceful as they were, and kept walking up and down the room until Sun Jing couldn't take it anymore. With a raised right hand, the bullet hit his knee like it was fired. nest.

"Please calm down, I'm dizzy from turning around," Sun Jing raised her eyebrows, no longer her usual hippie smile, and her tone was very bad.

Guan Zhong clenched his hands into fists, and his eyeballs could spit fire: "What do you think is going on now? How can I get on with you when I make a mistake alone?"

Pointing at the dingy wall behind him, Guan Zhong stomped his feet angrily. This is a meeting room with no windows. Only the fluorescent lamps on the roof are shining brightly and palely. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that their current situation is not so much It's a "meeting", it's better to say he's under house arrest.

"Hit us? Don't think too much," Sun Jing rolled her eyes, took out half a bag of Oreos, held a black and white biscuit, and smiled very softly: "Are you hungry, eat something?"

Guan Zhong almost didn't come up to carry it in one breath, walked up to Sun Jing, grabbed Sun Jing's shoulder hard, and his whole body was about to growl.

"Jingjing, can you stop eating? Why don't you worry about it? I'm going to be so fucking anxious. What do you want to do by bringing us here, you kid?!"

Sun Jing looked at the berserk Guan Zhong with a smile, and said calmly, "Take out the egg and play with one, and I'll see."

"..."

Wu Yu, who had been silent all this time, seemed to wake up, and opened his eyes impatiently: "What's the noise?"

"Uh," Guan Zhong, who turned into a roaring horse, immediately wilted. Except for the captain, he was most afraid of this white, gloomy and vampire-like Wu Yu.

"There must be something wrong with us here. The captain's side may be worse than us," Wu Yu said calmly, but frowning frighteningly.

"Ah?!" Guan Zhong jumped up, clenched his fists again, wishing that a piece of C4 mixed explosives would lift the steel door and rush out.

Wu Yu raised his eyelids, his gaze was as blatantly contemptuous as a knife, and his voice was also very stiff: "The wind direction is about to change, Guan Zhong, please stop making trouble."

After saying this, he closed his eyes again and continued to doze off. Guan Zhong scratched his head and finally sat down peacefully. Sun Jing pulled his arm over and tapped the Morse code lightly with his index finger——

"Three years ago, region J, code-named beheading."

Guan Zhong has always remembered this mission very clearly. This is the most mysterious mission he has had since he entered Sharp Blade. He only knows the code name and area, and he doesn’t even know the time and goal of the mission. They stayed in the vast jungle for a long time. The outside world is completely isolated, only Xiao Bai has the one-way connection above.

Guan Zhong can clearly remember every moment of the Zhongfu, the scorching sun in the jungle over there, the bullets that would suddenly come from nowhere, the blood on the camouflage uniforms of the two brothers who died, and the scorching heat and humidity. I remember the desperate and determined faces of everyone at that time, and I even remember the names of everyone who made the mission——

Xiao Bai, Wu Yu, Sun Jing, Guan Zhong, Li Jue, Cui Qikang, Zhao Nan.

The latter three were all dead, only the four of them were still alive.

That mission came out very suddenly, and ended even more suddenly. After pulling out a stronghold, Xiao Bai suddenly said that he would withdraw the team.

Guan Zhong remembered that it was the only mission that did not bring back the corpses of his comrades in arms. Their corpses were left in the jungle, and they might have rotted into mud long ago.

Recalling the smell of blood and corpses, Guan Zhong closed his eyes and breathed hard, his expression was very painful, he still remembered the appearance of Cui Qikang and Zhao Nan, they were people who entered the sharp knife earlier than him, Cui Qikang was still with Xiao Bai The class of soldiers who went to the sharp edge together.

At that time, they were caught in many ambushes. Cui Qikang and Zhao Nan, a sniper and a machine gunner, fought for the time for them to escape, but in the end he saved his life.

"Two lives for five lives, worth it!"

On the way of running wildly, each of them heard the sound of machine guns behind them, Zhao Nan's voice penetrated through layers of obstacles, and then stopped abruptly.

Guan Zhong blushed and wanted to kill back, but Xiao Bai gave him a bullet, which hit him heavily on the shoulder. It was also the thrust of this bullet, which made Guan Zhong lean to avoid a shot from a sniper in the dark. Bullet, Sun Jing immediately shot the hidden sniper, Xiao Bai's voice sounded in the earphone: "Let's go!"

……

Memories are like blood, this is the gray forbidden land that everyone who survived the "beheading" mission does not want to touch, there is no flying military flag, no burning youth, only cruel death and blood, only their comrades in arms, only theirs brother.

After returning to the sharp edge, they went through a harsh political trial. For a whole month, almost everyone peeled their skins. Sun Jing and Wu Yu almost never talked about that incident again, and Guan Zhong didn't want to mention it, only occasionally. Speaking of Li Jue, the traitor who made his teeth itch with hatred.

In fact, there has never been any guardian of justice in this world, nor any guardian of kindness. Guan Zhong has always felt that he is not that kind of person. Goodness means life, and evil means death. Hero, I just want to be able to be here with my brother, and leave proudly until the day I am discharged from the army.

Even with his eyes closed, he felt extremely sore. Guan Zhong sniffed his nose lightly, and suddenly felt a severe headache. There seemed to be countless people screaming in his head, hoarse and exhausted.

I don't know how much time passed, and finally another voice broke the maddening tinnitus. Guan Zhong opened his eyes, and saw the gray iron door in front of him being pushed open. Xiao Bai stood at the door with a tired face, Behind him was Liu Qianqian, political commissar of Sharp Blade.

The author has something to say: Actually, I have never believed that there is any absolute justice in this world. That stuff is all nonsense, and there is no such thing as an absolutely good person. At least I have never seen such an idiot, but sometimes I want to believe it , Some people use some extreme methods, but it may be more for the benefit of more people. I don't appreciate meaningless tyranny, but the necessary iron and blood are sometimes necessary, embarrassing, I don't know why Mao wants to say These are just some things I saw and felt.

One person will be sent away, I asked in the group, the excerpt of the conversation is as follows——

Second child: Ah, if there must be someone from Sun Jing, Wu Yu, and Guan Zhong who wants to leave, who do you want...

Crowd: silence

Audience: keep silent

A Mao: I hope the second young master will leave

I:……

Some people will leave, but most of them stay. The second child doesn’t like cups, let alone this virtual world. I’ve seen words like this before: If we still feel heartache for this world, it means we are still alive