Eleven numbers and a baby can be pressed at will, and it is difficult for these twenty-two special combat team members at the moment.

Usually a hundred-pound thing is nothing in front of these soldiers, but now every finger is like being filled with lead, and they can't move it.

Calling their families is usually a very longing thing, but now they have the heart to escape, not because they don't want to, but because they are afraid, worried, and their hearts are full of indebtedness.

When I called, how did I tell my family and explain what happened?

Home is a warm harbor, but also a heavy word. Men shoulder the hope of the family and the entrustment of the family.

Some soldiers threw their mobile phones directly on the table, sat there quietly, looked at their mobile phones, and their brains were only blank in this one.

Some soldiers pressed one button after another at an extremely slow speed to contact the people they cared about the most.

"Toot ......"

Some people's hearts rose when they heard this most ordinary voice, and some simply hung up the phone, covering their faces, tears dripping from the corners of their eyes.

Some persevered. The phone was connected, and a familiar voice came out of the phone.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Mom, I'm Huzi. ”

"Huzi, aren't you training today? Why do you have time to call your mother, homesick, or have you been wronged?"

An ordinary phone call, but it can make the family think of a lot. Because they know that their children are in the army, and the army has the discipline of the army, there is generally nothing they will not call their families.

The soldier named Huzi tried his best to control his tone, but tears rolled in his eyes, "Mom, you think too much." Today's training is over, and the chief knows that we are homesick, so he gave us a half-day off. ”

Huzi's mother was smiling "hehe" on the other end of the phone, and she was very happy to receive a call from her son. My son has been in the army for five years, and in the past five years, he has come home no more than three times, and the number of phone calls can be counted on ten fingers.

When I heard my son's voice today, I didn't believe it, but I was more happy, "Is the child okay in the army?" When will you come back, your mother will introduce you to a few people, and if it is suitable, we will not get married." ”

Huzi held his forehead with one hand and sat there stunned, "Mom, don't say anything about the blind date beforehand." Are my dad and sister okay? Is it time for my sister to go to college, I'll send some money home in two days. ”

"Your dad is stiff and has just gone to the field. Your sister just finished the college entrance examination, and I wonder if this is not okay for her to go out to work, and it can also reduce the burden on the family. ”

"No, my sister can go out to work. I didn't need much money in the army, and I had already saved my sister's money for college. ”

Money? The salary in the army is not very high, and one or two thousand yuan is not bad. Huzi really didn't tell nonsense, and he rarely used money in the army. Troops like them basically have no holidays to speak of, let alone spend money.

Huzi didn't want to, "What do you say, your mother and I haven't spent your money yet, you saved the money, and after two years, you will be discharged from the army, take the money and renovate the house, get married quickly, and give me a big fat grandson for me to hug." ”

Get married, hold grandchildren, and bring up this topic every time you call your parents. Huzi's consciousness traveled hundreds of kilometers, as if he saw his mother sitting in the yard, holding a mobile phone and talking to him. My father bent over and cleared the weeds in the field.

Thinking of his parents' already gray hair, wrinkled faces, and hands full of furrows, Huzi held back his tears, and his voice trembled, "Mom, I'm going to gather, let's talk next time." ”

"Be obedient in the army, go get busy, don't worry about your family. ”

"Hmm!" hung up the phone, and Huzi lay directly on the table and cried.

The man doesn't talk lightly when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

In the room next to Huzi, Zheng Qi was chatting with his wife on the phone.

The two met through a friend's introduction, and they have been married for more than a year, and the last time they met was a month ago.

At the beginning of last month, Zheng Qi asked his leader for 10 days of home leave, and received a call from his superiors before the holiday ended.

The importance of this mission was emphasized on the phone, and before the holiday was over, Zheng Qi returned to the army again with his bags on his back.

"I'm pregnant!"

Zheng Qi's hand stopped in mid-air, looking out the window in a daze, a little at a loss and excited at the same time, "When did it happen?"

The wife on the other end of the phone heard her husband's tone like a child, "It was last month, and my mother-in-law took me to the hospital for a check-up this morning." ”

I want to be a father, but tomorrow is a life-and-death duel with the sect, if I fall in the ring, what will happen to the child?

The woman on the other end of the phone heard her husband's choked voice, and a sense of uneasiness welled up in her heart, "Is there any mission for the army?"

Zheng Qi was slightly stunned, "No, no, how could it be? ”

Zheng Qi's wife said softly, "I, my parents, and my children are waiting for you to come back." ”

A sentence waiting for you to come back is a kind of expectation, a kind of spiritual encouragement, and a blessing from the family to Zheng Qi.

Although the two are just blind dates, they also have a certain emotional foundation for each other, and in her husband's speech, Zheng Qi's wife heard something unusual.

"Wait for me, I'll be home in a few days. ”

Stories like this play out in every room, without scripts, without rehearsals, and they play out their own stories.

A five-star hotel in Kyoto

As early as a week ago, this place began to be taken over by the Kyoto Military Region, and every attendant and security guard here is an ancient warrior who has undergone professional training.

The entire hall and corridors are monitored by numerous cameras, ensuring that there are no blind spots.

In the lobby of the hotel, there is a group of young men and women dressed in Hanfu or Tang costumes, and they have a unique atmosphere that ordinary people do not have, and they are empty and unearthly. The disdain on their faces is incompatible with this unique temperament.

These people are young masters selected from sects all over the country, and the worst ones are half-step grandmasters, and there are even four grandmasters.

Thirty-two half-step grandmasters, four grandmasters, and that's only under thirty.

Their leader was five old men, each of whom was a grandmaster-level strength.

The arrival of the nine grandmasters made the atmosphere of the entire hotel tense, and the strength of these people had completely exceeded the defensive strength of this hotel.

Wolf's Lair, Sword, Thunder, Blue Shield, Thunderbolt, when the five military regions received the news, they also issued an order to closely monitor the hotel.

Less than five minutes after the order was issued, and before the personnel had been deployed, a call came from the highest level in Kyoto demanding that all the personnel be withdrawn.

Everyone is puzzled, if these people make trouble, the consequences are unimaginable, why would the upper echelons give such an order?

Nine Grandmasters, thirty-two half-step Grandmasters, these sects are obviously flexing their muscles and showing their strength.

If the government controls this hotel, it will only make these sect people laugh.

does not control, but makes the people in these sects have doubts in their hearts.

Afraid? No matter what threat the Chinese government encounters, it will not back down and be afraid.

In another building outside the hotel, there sat an old man, who was so ordinary that it was difficult for people to take a fancy to him at a glance when he was thrown into the crowd.

Dressed in a Tang costume, with gray hair and cloudy eyes, he took a sip of the teacup with a trembling hand.

The tea aroma is charming, sweet with a hint of bitterness. Let the old man keep nodding, "Wuyi Mountain's big red robe, hehe, I have a heart." ”

There was a middle-aged man standing opposite the old man, his hair was a little messy, the stubble on his face had not been repaired for three or four days, his eye sockets were sunken, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and his skin was dull yellow. ”

Ouyang Ze put down the teacup and let out a long sigh, "Junwen, you know, Qian Jin was not killed by Gu Fan. ”

Standing in front of the old man was Qian Junwen, until Qian Jin's death in the past few days, he has not had a day off, he has thought of countless ways to avenge his son, to find the real culprit behind the scenes, but he mobilized all the power in his hands, but he did not find any information about the black-robed man.

One news after another reached his ears, and in combination with an action by the black-robed man against Gu Fan, Qian Junwen hated Gu Fan and blamed Gu Fan for his son's death.

Qian Junwen knew that Gu Fan was in the transcendent realm, standing at the top of China, and recently got into a relationship with Long Yin, and he had no way to take Gu Fan in his position, so he found his father's friend, Ouyang Ze.

Ouyang Ze, the head of Huaxia's Shadows, stepped into the transcendent forty years ago, and eight years ago he stepped down from all his duties to enjoy his old age at home.

Last time he was appointed as the supreme commander of the wolf's lair, Qian Junwen relied on his connections.

Qian Junwen's hand clattered, and his eyes leaked with hatred, "If it weren't for him, how would those black-robed people find Jin'er." Uncle Ouyang, I don't ask you to avenge my son, I just want you to tell me how I can use Kyoto's national fortune to suppress Gu Fan. ”

Ouyang Ze closed his eyes and was reluctant to answer, if this kind of thing was not handled well, he might offend a rising powerhouse of the same level.

Qian Junwen saw that Ouyang Ze didn't speak for a long time, and knelt down on his knees directly, "Uncle, if I don't avenge this revenge, I will be a father in vain." ”

Ouyang Ze opened his eyes slightly, looking at Qian Junwen kneeling on the ground, the scholarly aura on his body reminded him of the old friend who had been dead for more than ten years, "That's it, get up, it's okay if you want me to tell you, but you have to promise me, no matter whether the plan is successful or not, you must return to me as soon as possible." ”

Ouyang Ze's request was actually to protect the bloodline of this old friend.

succeeded, the state will look at his face, and may be able to spare Qian Junwen's life. failed, Qian Junwen stayed by his side, even if Gu Fan came, Ouyang Ze would not worry too much.

After all, everyone is a powerhouse of Huaxia's Transcendent Realm, and no one is 100% sure of winning the other. It's a big deal to make some promises or benefits when the time comes, and I believe that Gu Fan will back down some.