[Military text] Stay together for a lifetime

When Han Rui raised the national flag, Sheng Xingyuan was staring at the big tree outside the window in a daze.

The operation was successful, the right leg was reattached, and blindness is also impossible, but severe vision loss is certain. According to the doctor, the vision can be restored slowly, but no one knows how long this "slowly" will be. Can't guarantee.

Turning his head to look at the clinically motionless Hans, Sheng Xingyuan evoked a wry smile. Anyway, his body can still recover, so he should be satisfied.

"What do you think you are working so hard for?" Sheng Xingyuan complained, "We both have to stay here, I can still move, but you have to lie flat for a month."

Hans' injury was on his waist, and he was almost half paralyzed.After one night of surgery, the old waist was saved. In order to ensure the effect of the treatment, the doctor asked him to lie on a hard bed for a month.

"I'm a soldier, this is...my... mission." Hans closed his eyes and said intermittently.

Sheng Xing was far speechless, and a bit of admiration gradually rose from his somewhat resentful psychology.Yes, they are all soldiers, if they were him... He smiled, any soldier would go all out.

Just lying there like this is so boring.The exhausting daily training in the hunter school suddenly disappeared, and my body seemed to be infested with countless bugs, all kinds of itching.He really wanted to jump downstairs and run thirty laps right now.

But this hurts the leg... alas.

The two injured patients just stayed in the white ward with big eyes and small eyes, so depressed that they were going crazy.

"Hey, buddy, talk to me?" Sheng Xingyuan looked at the leaves outside the window and started counting boredly.

"Say what?" Hans said listlessly.

"Tell me about your country, your family or your lover?" Sheng Xingyuan said, "Of course, if it doesn't involve leaking secrets, I'm more interested in your army."

"Do you want to reveal the secrets of your army to me?" Hans said sensitively.

Sheng Xing was so depressed that he ignored the English log and continued to count the leaves.

"Aren't you going to say it?!" A whip dipped in water was drawn to Han Rui, and the hooded enemy roared ferociously.

Han Rui gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Say it?!" With the handle of the whip against his chin, Han Rui was forced to raise his head.

Seeing that he still refused to give in, the burly man mercilessly kicked him to the corner of the room. Before Han Rui could catch his breath, another wave of punches and kicks greeted him.

After a while, Han Rui's body was bruised and purple. The corners of his eyes were black and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. The bones all over his body seemed to have been reassembled. Character.

The enemy seemed tired from fighting, so he spat on him hard, and closed the door and went out.

Han Rui nestled in the corner and let out a long breath.After passing another level, this inhuman torture does not know how long it will last, he must find a way to escape!

"Pigs! Come out for dinner!" There was another burst of laughter outside, accompanied by vulgar and insulting body language.

With shackles on his body, Han Rui was led out like a dog.

"Dinner!" The big man winked at him, and handed him a cornbread in his hand.

Han Rui reached out to pick it up, but the moment his fingers touched the tortilla, the big man raised his hand and threw the tortilla out.

Poof—the tortilla was thrown into a mud pit seven or eight meters away.

"Go! Pick it up!" The enemies laughed.

Han Rui expressionless, walked slowly into the mud pit.

"Stop!" A person stood beside him and kicked Han Rui to the ground: "Who told you to go! You pigs! Climb! Climb over like a dog!"

Han Rui's eyes shot out a fierce light, which made the other party take a step back involuntarily.This damn Chinese kid, the momentum in his eyes is getting more and more intense!

"Damn! What are you staring at! Climb for me!"

Han Rui lowered his head and crawled in front of the tortilla like a dog indifferently.

"Don't use your hands! Pick it up with your mouth like a dog!"

The cornbread mixed with the smell of feces was in his mouth, and half of Han Rui's face was covered with mud, mixed with an unpleasant stench.But he swallowed the tortilla without leaving any residue as if he had eaten something delicious.

There was no water, and the tortillas were wearing away at his throat like gravel, but he didn't show any reluctance. After eating, he would gain strength. Sooner or later, he would trample these pigs under his feet!

Scouts don't know pain, Scouts don't know rest!He, Han Rui, can be weak, but his weakness is only reserved for one person!Han Rui lowered his head and sat quietly, as if he was not sitting in a mud pit, but on a throne covered with thorns.

"This kid's aura is getting more and more amazing." Someone among the "enemies" whispered.

"Damn, since that who left, I found that he has grown faster!"

"Maybe he'll be an All-A this year?"

"Anyway, no one can surpass his current achievements..."

The whispered discussions of several people did not enter Han Rui's ears. He quietly returned to the hut, saw that the doors and windows were locked, and thought about the way to escape.

In the second half of the night, everything was silent.

Han Rui suddenly hugged his stomach and moaned on the ground.

The guard heard the sound and immediately went in to check. The moment he lowered his head, the chains on Han Rui's body had strangled his neck.

"Happy death, sir!" Han Rui licked his lips and smiled coldly.

The guard raised his hand helplessly. "Good luck."

Han Rui snatched the gun from his hand, quickly put on the guard's equipment, and walked out swaggeringly.

In the night, there were not many sentry posts with a clear eye, but Han Rui knew that the secret post was the key point.

He walked leisurely with a very natural gait with his gun on his back.

Seeing him, the sentry above couldn't help asking: "Wolf, are you..."

Before he finished speaking, a throwing knife had already killed him.

The guard sat down helplessly, indicating that he was "dead".

On the next road, Han Rui still didn't use a gun. He either smashed it with the butt of his gun, or used a cold weapon to make a surprise attack, and broke into the enemy's headquarters without any danger.

The door was kicked open, Han Rui didn't give anyone a chance to speak, and shot.

The people in the room were unprepared and all died.

"Bastard! You still have to stay alive for interrogation!" the "commander" lied to the corpse.

"Really?" Han Rui smiled nonchalantly, and said, "I believe you won't let me get any valuable clues from living people, so what's the use of keeping them alive?"

"Are you a compliment?" A certain "dead man" got up from the ground and dusted off his body.

"You can do whatever you want." Han Rui shrugged.

"Too arrogant will do you no good, boy!" the commander warned.

Han Rui jumped onto the table, flicked a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, and put it in his mouth, he said, "As far as I know, you have already gone to see God, do you want to use the hand of God to punish me?"

Everyone choked, and the commander became furious: "You have passed the test, get out!"

Han Rui jumped off the table, walked to the door, and arrogantly exhaled a smoke ring. "Thanks, sir!"

Military General Hospital

Sheng Xingyuan finished various inspections, and waited for the results with Shen Weixin.

After staying in a Venezuelan hospital for a month, the first thing Shengyuan wanted to do when he finally got the discharge permit was to visit Han Rui.But Hunter School resolutely rejected his request, and after various negotiations failed, Sheng Xingyuan boarded the plane back to China helplessly.

"Your new look is not bad." Shen Weixin tapped his plaster leg.

Sheng Xingyuan sat on the wheelchair and gave him a helpless look.

"How is Han Rui?" Shen Weixin asked which pot was left unopened and which pot to lift.

Shengxing was even more resentful, thinking that I don't know as much as you!

The two chatted intermittently for a while before they heard the doctor call their number.

Entering the office, seeing the doctor's face sinking like water, Shen Weixin's heart tightened.

"Doctor, his eyes..."

The doctor nodded and said: "The previous operation was done well, but the patient's vision was severely damaged. Theoretically, the vision will slowly recover after the operation, but the specific time..."

Shengxing leaned far away on the wheelchair, speechless.He has heard this bullshit conclusion N times.

"There is no other way? He is the best sniper in our team!" Shen Weixin was anxious.

"At present, there is no better way than resting."

Sheng Xingyuan quietly watched Shen Weixin arguing with the doctor, but in fact he was already mentally prepared.He knows better than anyone what an eye injury means to a sniper.

After a long silence, Sheng Xingyuan finally said, "Let's go, Captain Shen."

"Huh?" Shen Weixin was puzzled.

"Let's go." Without another word, he silently pushed the wheelchair out.

"Let's go to City B to find the best experts." Shen Weixin said in a deep voice.

"It's useless." Sheng Xingyuan smiled, a bit depressed: "The eye problem can only be cured with time, but you can't give me that long time."

Shen Weixin was silent.

Both of them know that even if Feng Xing gets better in the future, he will not be able to join Flying Eagle again. superior.this is the truth.

"I won't say an apology." Shen Wei said.

Sheng Xingyuan looked upright, with firm eyes: "I am a professional soldier, please don't insult me."

Shen Weixin nodded, with regret and appreciation in his eyes: "What else do you want?"

"I'll wait for Han Rui to come back and go through the formalities."

"can."

"Today, you are going to graduate." Mo Ke stood under the flagpole and said loudly.

On the playground, quietly, every soldier stood upright without making a sound.

"I'm very happy to spend these six months with you all. Being able to successfully complete the six-month course shows that you are all excellent scouts!" So cold and heartless in the beginning. "Here, I want to highlight the name of a soldier!"

Everyone focused, and finally there was a wave of fluctuation in their eyes.

"He is from China—Han Rui!"

Mork's pronunciation was awkward, but everyone could tell that he had tried his best.The cold headmaster finally cast his tender eyes on Han Rui. "Han Rui, please come out."

Han Rui took a step forward.

"After voting by all the instructors, everyone agreed that you are the best and bravest soldier in this class! To remember this moment, we decided to engrave your head on the school's wall of honor!"

There was a commotion in the ranks. In the 35 years since the establishment of the school, the number of people who can engrave their heads on the wall of honor will not exceed the number of years since the establishment of the school, which shows the harshness of the scoring.But now, in their team, someone really convinced all the instructors!

Everyone looked at Han Rui in surprise and envy. This is a symbol of absolute strength!He is the king of this class of students!none of them! ! !

"I think your country will be proud of having soldiers like you! Son!" This was probably the most sensational thing Han Rui said when he saw Mo Kelai.

Han Rui looked at him, and slowly gave a military salute: "My honor, sir."

The author has something to say: Part of the reference materials for the Hunter School are the reports and media interviews of Liu Xiaodong, Huang Heping, Wang Wei and other Chinese soldiers who have participated in the hunter training.

The original text is quoted as: Scouts must be confident, scouts don’t know danger, scouts don’t know pain, scouts don’t know hunger, scouts don’t know rest, only know to go forward bravely, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!