Army stab

"political commissar?!"

The three people in the conference room all stood up. They really didn't expect that Liu Xiangqian, who had always been sitting on the sharp edge, would appear at such a moment, and his expression was always calm, as if he could be covered as a quilt when the sky fell. It turned out to be extremely serious.

"Wu Yu! Sun Jing! Guan Zhong!" Although he has retired to the second line for a long time, and he has long forgotten the iron-blooded killing of the golden horse and iron horse, but if it is really on the bar, Liu Xiangqian still has a fierce look in him, which may be everyone in the sharp blade all have characteristics.

"Here!" The neat and clear voice echoed in this windowless conference room, exuding layers of arrogance. Liu Xiangqian silently looked at the three soldiers in front of him. On the one hand, he was satisfied, on the other hand, he was almost sad Yes, there was a little water in the corner of their eyes, so the faces of each of them were no longer real, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they were still young and energetic when they first joined the team.

Liu Xiangqian closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, the bit of reluctance faded away. His voice was still gentle, with a soothing warmth: "Do you still remember when you first joined the team?"

Everyone looked at him in silence, nodding vigorously but no one answered. Some things seemed to have been premonitioned, and not speaking was not because of timidity or evasion, but just to make it come later.

"At that time, you were all big-ass brats, Guan Zhong, you knew how to call out all day long, and you were beaten up by Xiao Bai, and you still stuck your neck at us, but the day you joined the team, you were still crying. It was thrown away by you."

Guan Zhong's eyes were red, Liu looked at him forward, then turned his gaze to Sun Jing, and his smile became more gentle: "And you kid, because you have a good marksmanship, you are actually as good as [-] million. Like, the last time the brother army came to invite you to give a lecture, why did Lao Zhou and I tell you to come, don’t be too arrogant, but in the end, your kid went and killed everyone and came back in shock. Go wipe your ass."

Sun Jing remained silent, Liu pointed forward and turned to Wu Yu, his lips parted, and he seemed to have no strength to say something, he was not afraid of taking responsibility, but sometimes he was also afraid of facing it, and couldn't bear to see their disappointment look.

"Wu Yu...you..." Liu Xiangqian raised his head and looked at the ceiling. The white fluorescent lamp had a high wattage, and some physiological tears oozed from his eyes because of the intense gaze.

"You... your superiors have issued a transfer order. You are going to the Snow Tiger Brigade of the D Military Region. Their place... is also very good," it was very difficult to say, as if to hollow out people's hearts, Liu Xiangqian could hardly Watching Wu Yu speak, this is the deputy captain of the third squadron that he and Zhou Rong single-handedly promoted. Watching him grow up step by step, the sharp blade has melted into everyone's flesh and blood. How could it not hurt to pull it out so abruptly.

"Political commissar!?" There was another cry, Sun Jing and Guan Zhong were stunned, Wu Yu clenched his fists, and finally turned his head to one side, the gray wall was dotted with traces of cement smearing, as if the whole wall was crying Face.

Liu Xiangqian tried his best to smile, and his voice was firm: "What are you yelling for? What is the bounden duty of a soldier? Have you all forgotten?"

"No!" Guan Zhong was not convinced, he gritted his teeth, and the anger and unwillingness that had been suppressed for a long time erupted: "But, political commissar, why did you transfer Wu Yu away? Why the hell? Brothers are born and die. Come to such an end!"

"The end?" Liu Xiangqian's voice was also raised a little higher, and the trembling tone was very excited: "When you entered the gate of the sharp blade, you should know that there is no so-called good end here. Do you want to become famous overnight or return home? After so many years, You don't know what you're doing yet?"

"Guan Zhong, open your own hand and take a good look. How many people's blood is stained on it? Why do you think the blood was shed for you, and why did you send away those lives with a single bullet? What are you doing for, you think about it! If you can’t figure it out, give me three months of confinement!"

Guan Zhong gritted his teeth, he was uncomfortable, really uncomfortable, as if his heart was shrunk into a ball, and someone beat it crazily with a hammer, he knew what he should do, but the burning anger in his heart Make it difficult for him to control himself.

"Political commissar, I hit the warship, just punish me alone, it doesn't matter if I'm punished or kicked out of the army, don't... don't torment them like this..." Guan Zhong was finally speechless, he covered his mouth From entering the sharp blade to now, he has suffered all kinds of hardships and suffered all kinds of injuries, but he has never cried like this before.

Sun Jing couldn't take it anymore, she grabbed Guan Zhong's collar with red eyes, and pressed him firmly to the ground: "You fucking cry again, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Xiao Bai lifted the excited Sun Jing up, and pressed the excited Sun Jing firmly against the wall: "Sun Jing, do you want to rebel?"

At close range, Sun Jing could clearly see the bloodshot eyes in Xiao Bai's eyes, winding over from the corners of his eyes one after another. It was in the most aggressive state, and the whole person was like a bloodthirsty wolf, but facing them Still received the murderous aura all over his body.

"Captain..." After struggling a few times, Sun Jing also leaned against the wall in a slump, her forehead firmly pressed against the wall, and she cried uncontrollably.

Wu Yu, who had been silent all this time, walked up to Liu Xiangqian, but his calm voice had changed. He suppressed himself desperately: "Commissar, when shall I leave?"

"Immediately... the order came down, and the deployment will be completed within two days," Liu Xiangqian took a deep breath, feeling very blocked in his heart, but he still had other things to do.

Wu Yu didn't even look back, and walked straight out of the meeting room. He only had to pack up his things before he could get on the plane and leave. As for the things left in the base, someone had already packed them for him and sent them away. He has never had many belongings, and a rucksack can hold them all.

After Wu Yu packed up his things, he stood on the tarmac with the two teams of soldiers. The helicopter's propellers created a huge storm. Their training uniforms kept flapping in the wind. Their expressions showed a bit of determination and firmness at the end .

Unlike what I imagined, there was no bombing of the camp. This group of soldiers just quietly listened to Liu Xiangqian calling their names, and then entered their own cabin. directly sent home.

The piece of paper that Liu Xiangqian was holding was shaking violently, and the situation on it had changed in just a few days. As early as the dormant period of some people, Zhou Rong had found some news, but no one expected that it all came so quickly Suddenly, it almost knocked them all down.

In fact, the reason is very simple when you think about it. If you don’t own a place where you know too many secrets, then you have to break it up and put your own people in.

Since you have chosen to work your life for something, you have to abide by such rules. Liu Xiangqian stood up straight. Years of fatigue had already given him a little gray hair on his temples. What he experienced in the past two days made him even more As if he aged ten years overnight, death can never defeat a soldier, but the torture in this sense is the most unbearable.

This list is not too short. A total of 47 fighters were transferred to other places, and another 35 soldiers were demobilized and returned home. All three squadrons were disbanded. Fang Shi was transferred to a reconnaissance battalion in the L military region, Xiao Bai was the captain of the second squadron, and the deputy captain would be sent over in a few days.

And Liu Xiangqian himself was about to set off to return to Beijing, and there was a seat waiting for him at the General Office, so relatively speaking, his situation was pretty good, and all this was the result of their hard work these days.

He has always been an iron-clad soldier, as long as the base in the mountain is still there, Sharp Blade will never die.

There is no parting sentimentality, those soldiers who got on the helicopter just embarked on another road, just like every time they performed missions, those retired soldiers also got a high retirement pay, at least on the surface they are good-looking The light is gone.

No one will cry anymore. They send off their comrades-in-arms, but they want to guard the souls that stay here. As long as the sharp blade is still there, the military flag there will fly forever.

"No matter what happens above, at least they are right," Liu Xiangqian said before leaving the base, sitting in the same jeep with Zhou Rong who was going to the military headquarters for a meeting. The car was driving on the highway, and you could see different things in the mountains on both sides. There are few local mountain dwellers’ houses. The people in the mountains are poor, and the houses are not well repaired. At that time, Zhou Rong pointed to the sparse earthen houses and told him so.

"I know, old man, take care of yourself," Liu Xiangqian told Zhou Rong one last time after getting off the car.

There are many things they can't resist, just like the task has always been performed, it is completed when it is completed, and it is not completed if it is not completed. This is not something that can have a passing grade, only one hundred points and zero points.

Just like the task code-named "beheading" at the beginning, no one knows how big the impact is, whether the person who should be beheaded is still alive, this is not a problem they need to care about, they just need to receive the task and set off , and then shut up.

After sending off all the soldiers, Liu Xiangqian closed his eyes tiredly, he could hardly stand up, his head hurt and his heart was very tired, the weather was obviously warm but it almost made him feel cold.

The military jeep on the right side of the tarmac was going to take him away, Xiao Bai followed him off, opened the car door for him, and remained silent for a long time without knowing what to say.

In fact, Xiao Bai was already very tired, but he couldn't have the slightest chance of falling down, because there were more than half of sharp-edged soldiers waiting for him behind him.

Before sitting in the seat, Liu Xiangqian turned around, his tone was somewhat complicated, but still grateful: "Xiao Bai, your father has helped you a lot this time."

"En," Xiao Bai nodded, then closed the car door, waved his hand to send him away.

There was a lot of smoke and dust, and the original comrades-in-arms were never seen again.

After smoking a few puffs of cigarettes beside the tarmac, Xiao Bai quickly returned to the temporary dormitory of the 127th Division Headquarters. The soldiers who hadn't left downstairs in the dormitory were lined up neatly, and everyone stood upright.

The open space was silent, and it seemed that they could faintly hear the sound of the waves beating in their ears. The huge waves hit the sky, and it was not the reefs that hit them, but their hearts.

Xiao Bai snuffed out the cigarette at his fingertips, walked to the front of the team, looked at his soldiers, dissatisfied but restrained, suffering and suppressed, his eyes were red but there were no tears.

He saw the person on the far left in the second row, standing upright, with burning eyes, like weeds in the poorest place, growing wantonly.

Raising his hand, he gave a steady military salute, Xiao Bai heard his own voice echoing above the open space: "Pack up your things, let's go home!"