These German herds who were eliminated looked very fierce, especially when he heard that some dogs were eliminated because of poor obedience, which made Feng Xuan feel even more uncertain, so he saw that these dogs listened to Lao Yang's command very much, and heard that Lao Yang was also a trainer before, so he had the idea of inviting this person to help.

Lao Yang went back to the dormitory to change clothes, and Feng Xuan discussed with Zhang Zi'an: "Xiao Zhang, look at these dogs, how many do we want?"

Zhang Zi'an suggested: "Director Feng, I think the more the merrier, you might as well take them all with you, don't we still have a few big scenes that haven't been filmed?" Including the practice meeting that set off to the frontier, and the final meritorious service award ceremony, many dogs need to appear at the same time." I've done the math, but we don't seem to have enough dogs......"

Feng Xuan nodded, he originally planned to go to the police dog brigade to temporarily rent some dogs to complete these shots, but considering that due to the incident of pyrotechnic master Guan Biao, it was very troublesome to go through the formalities again, so it was better to solve them here.

"Okay, so be it. Comrade Han, we want to have all these dogs. He said to Lao Han.

Lao Han promised, anyway, it's useless to keep these dogs.

The opinion of the superior leaders of the base was to give these dogs to the crew for free, but Feng Xuan still insisted on paying some money.

Lao Yang came over after changing his clothes, and he and his assistant took the staff with the help of some police officers to load these German pastors into the car along with the cages, and send the cages back after they were transported to the crew. The stainless steel cage has rollers at the bottom, which is easy to transport.

Unable to resist Lao Han's repeated invitations, Feng Xuan and Zhang Zi'an took Feimas to the base canteen for lunch, which was a very ordinary home-cooked meal. During the banquet, the other police officers and trainers who were eating in the cafeteria peeked at a few of them, especially Pegas, and whispered something.

Lao Han changed his previous contemptuous attitude, and even diligently asked Zhang Zi'an if he wanted a bottle of beer, but after Zhang Zi'an politely refused, he asked in a roundabout way - where did Feimars get it?

Zhang Zi'an guessed from when he persuaded him to drink, it was not profitable to be early, it must be Lao Yang's words that made him think, so just like answering Professor Wei Kang and President Wu Mingzhen, no matter how the other party asked, he insisted that Feimas was picked up...... Any other way of answering will be traced back to the roots.

Feimas is obviously not the German pastor of this era, and is closer to their ancestor - the wolf than the German pastor of this era. Zhang Zi'an once heard that some researchers from the Police Dog Research Institute are even experimenting with mating with wolves in order to deal with the overall degradation of the German Shepherd, in order to make the birth of the little German Mu more atavistic to his ancestors, otherwise in a few years, the German Mu may really have to completely withdraw from the police and be replaced by other more suitable dog breeds.

After hastily eating lunch, Lao Han sent them to the gate of the base, and the crew's vehicles were ready to go, just waiting for Zhang Zi'an and Feng Xuan to arrive.

Lao Han said a few words enthusiastically, nothing more than that if Feng Xuan encountered difficulties in filming, he could come to the base at any time to ask for help, you are welcome, the base would definitely go all out to lend a hand. Feng Xuan casually dealt with a few words.

Then, after Lao confessed, Lao Han returned to the base. Zhang Zi'an was about to follow Feng Xuan to get into the car, but he saw Feimas staring straight in the direction of the entrance of the base, so he also followed its line of sight.

A figure walked out of the base slowly, due to the mottled shadows of the trees and the obstruction of the electric fence gate at the entrance of the base, the face of the figure was a little blurred, only known that it was a thin young man, wearing civilian clothes, carrying a large bag that did not match his figure, looking top-heavy.

The police dog base is not open to the public, and the people Zhang Zi'an saw inside, whether they were wearing civilian clothes or police uniforms, their movements and walks were all vigorous and resolute, with a kind of neatness unique to soldiers and policemen. However, the pace of this figure was very leisurely, as if he was walking in the forest with his lover or child, shaking three times step by step, calculating the time when Lao Han was parting with him just now, and it was not too long a section of the boulevard, and this person walked for twenty minutes and did not finish.

He has no lovers or children by his side, only an adult pastoral priest. Demu was holding another huge handbag in his mouth, as if he had a premonition of something, he also walked very slowly, and stopped and turned back from time to time, as if he might turn back the same way with the duffel bag in his mouth at any time.

No matter how slow you go, the road has finally come to an end.

The figure stopped at the gate of the base, and was only one step away from crossing the sliding track of the electric iron fence gate, right under the noses of the armed police standing guard on duty. Just one step further, he left the base, but he stopped.

His face was black and red from the long exposure to the scorching sun, but it was still clear that he was not very old, that is, in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very short plank.

Seeing that he had finally stopped completely, Demu turned around happily and was about to walk back with his luggage, but he grabbed the luggage belt.

"That's it, Tempest. He said in a mellow foreign accent, "Give me the luggage, and you can go back." ”

The German pastor named Storm was like a sudden madness, and dragged his duffel bag in his mouth, and the man was caught off guard and was dragged back by Storm and staggered back several steps.

"Loosen up, Storm, Loose!" he commanded loudly, hunching over like a tug-of-war, his weight shifting back, and his feet standing firm in front of and back, fighting the storm for his bag.

Storm didn't listen to his orders at all, his sharp canine teeth bit the luggage belt, no matter how he shouted, he stared at his neck, and he didn't let go, with a desperate Saburo's ruthlessness.

After all, the strength of man is not as good as that of a dog, and he is dragged back step by step, slower than when he came, about the same speed as a snail crawling, but this German pastor seems to have been greatly inspired, and dragged harder, and the muscles of his whole body are tensed.

"Loosen up!storm!!!!!

The armed policemen on duty stood guard like wooden clay sculptures, staring straight ahead, ignoring the scene that happened under their noses.

"Snort", just as he expected, the nylon luggage belt couldn't help the pull of two forces, and finally tore from the middle. He didn't have time to rein in his strength, staggered a few more steps in the direction of the base door, and fell on a butt that was not too heavy.

He held up the ground and tried to stand up, but there was a cold touch from the bottom of his hand, and when he looked down, his hand was pressed on the sliding track of the electric fence gate - back to the starting point before the tug-of-war began.

As if victorious, Storm ran briskly back a few steps with his duffel bag in his hand, looked back at him, ran a few more steps, and looked back at him again, as if urging him to follow.

The distance between the man and the dog became wider and wider, and he never kept up, did not even stand up, just sat quietly on the ground, looking at it calmly.

He untied the large backpack behind him, threw it on the ground in front of him, and said softly, "I'm leaving, Storm, even if you run away with all your luggage, I'm leaving." ”

Storm Wind, who didn't let go of his mouth just now, heard this, but it was as if he had lost all his strength and opened his mouth involuntarily. With a dull sound and a kicking dust, the duffel bag slammed to the ground.

Seeing that Zhang Zi'an and Feng Xuan were not in the car, the assistant ran over and asked, "Director Feng, do we still have to wait for someone?"

"Wait a minute. Feng Xuan waved his hand and said, "Wait a little longer." ”

Lao Yang, who had changed into a crumpled police uniform, probably became addicted to smoking again, jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck, walked over leisurely, and squinted his eyes.

"It's Cui Yi...... It turned out that it was the kid's turn to be discharged from the army, and when he first came, he was still crying and homesick, and it had been several years in a flash. ”

Lao Yang leaned on the car door, lit a good cigarette that Feng Xuan gave him, took a deep breath, and said commonplacely.

A man and a dog stared at each other from a distance of about twenty meters, as if they were competing for patience and perseverance.

At the door of the secluded police dog base, no one spoke, only the rustling sound of pine waves passed by my ears.

Cui Yi unzipped the big backpack, took out a bag of vacuum-packed roast chicken from it, tore it open and spread it out on the spot, took off a chicken leg, and shook it towards the storm.

Storm hesitated, but didn't come, as if he was afraid that the duffel bag he was guarding would be gone.

"I'm not going to sneak away. Cui Yi smiled, picked up the big backpack and threw it farther.

Storm spun around in place a few times, as if he was embarrassed, sticking out his tongue and not knowing what to do, whether to trust him or not.

"Come and eat, feed you one last time, and if you don't eat again, you won't be able to eat. ”

He shook the drumsticks again.

Storm cautiously opened his legs, walked a few steps, stopped, looked back to see if the duffel bag was still there, and came to him after a long time, looked down and sniffed the chicken legs, tore off half of the meat in one bite, chewed and swallowed it a few bites.

Cui Yi pinched the chicken leg and turned around, and Storm ate the rest of the meat in another bite.

He fumbled in his trouser pocket, pulled out a tissue, wrapped the chicken bone, and pulled off another chicken leg.

"Eat slowly, yes. ”

After feeding the two chicken legs, he tore off the chicken breasts one by one, held them in the palm of his hand and fed them. Storm's tongue curls and rolls the chicken breast into his mouth, leaving a moment of warmth in his palm.

Soon, all the meat that could be torn off from the roast chicken was fed to the storm, and Cui Yi didn't dare to feed the remaining parts with thin bones, for fear that the bones would get stuck in its throat.

He wiped his hands clean with a tissue, wrapped his arms around Storm's neck like a good buddy, and said to it:

"Storm, I'm leaving. The new trainer Li Yongping is a good person, you have to cooperate with him well, you can't be as playful as when I first came, you must be active, do more tasks, and strive for meritorious service awards. You little bastard, this is the mark you left on me at that time, and I will never get rid of it in this life. ”

He rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing a circular scar on his left forearm, which was a tooth mark, and it was hard to imagine how hard he bit this time, it must have been bleeding profusely.

"I've beaten you, scolded you, and bitten me during training, so we're even, but if you dare to bully the new trainer and don't listen to his orders, I won't spare you!

Storm whimpered aggrievedly and lowered his head to lick his scar.

"You know it's wrong, you just know it's wrong. When you go out on a mission, you must protect Li Yongping, but also protect yourself, and retire in good health...... When you retire, I will apply to the organization to try to adopt you, I heard that police dogs that have made meritorious contributions are more likely to be adopted by individuals......"

Cui Yi doesn't seem to be a person who drags mud and water, but he seems to have endless words, from daily life to training tasks, he told everything in detail, for fear that he would be stabbed in the basket after he left. Speaking of which, he finally choked up, and after a long night, his mood became messy again.

Storm had never seen him like this, and he became restless, turning his head to stare at his large backpack, and wanted to drag him to the base, but he was tightly held by his strong arms, unable to move, and did not dare to resist.

At this time, another young man in a police uniform came from the base, did not approach, and kept watching from a distance, probably this is the new trainer Li Yongping.

Cui Yi wiped the corners of his eyes fiercely and gestured to Li Yongping.

Li Yongping walked slowly, very slowly, he walked out of the base and reached out to stop a taxi.

"Storm, I'm leaving, I'm going to miss the train if it's too late. You follow Li Yongping back, remember what I just said, understand?" Cui Yi took out the collar that Storm had been using from his bag, put it around his neck, tied a leash again, and motioned for Li Yongping to come over and hold the rope.

The strap of the handbag was torn off, and Li Yongping picked it up and clamped it under his armpit and brought it to Cui Yi.

Cui Yi solemnly handed over the tow rope to Li Yongping's hands, "The storm will be handed over to you in the future." ”

"I'll take good care of it!" Li Yongping nodded vigorously and handed him the duffel bag.

Cui Yi glared at the circles in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I believe in you, let's go, goodbye!"

"Take care, have a good trip!" Li Yongping said.

Cui Yi bent down, patted the top of Storm's head one last time, resolutely turned around, and raised his leg to cross the sliding track of the electric fence gate.

With this step, he is no longer a member of the police dog training base.

When his footsteps stepped heavily on the outside of the track, Li Yongping, who was leading the storm, and the armed police on duty, who had been like a wood carved clay sculpture, stood up and saluted his back at the same time!

Cui Yi didn't look back, but from Zhang Zi'an's point of view, they could see that he had already shed tears.

He loaded his large backpack and handbag into the trunk of the taxi, then reached open the door and got in.

The storm suddenly barked wildly and rushed out with a tow rope.

Li Yongping didn't seem to hold on to the rope as if he was defenseless, and he didn't mean to chase after him.

The storm suddenly jumped next to the taxi, and the person stood up, grabbed the window with his two front paws, and stared at Cui Yi in a daze. Except for returning to their hometown during the New Year's holidays, they are always inseparable when they leave the base, as if asking, why don't you take me with you?

Cui Yi's tears burst out, and he opened the car door and hugged the storm tightly.

"Storm! Storm!"

He repeated its name over and over again, and could no longer utter any other words.

Feimasi, Zhang Zi'an and others watched this scene quietly.

After a long time, the taxi driver was already a little impatient, and he wanted to urge but did not dare to rush.

"!"

Lao Yang threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, strode over, and patted Cui Yi on the shoulder, "It's time to go." ”

"Master Yang......" Cui Yi opened his hazy teary eyes and looked up to recognize him.

Lao Yang took out a crumpled handkerchief and handed it to him, "Wipe away your tears." ”

Cui Yi took the handkerchief with a red face, wiped it on his face indiscriminately, and handed the handkerchief back, "Thank you, Master Yang, for letting you see the joke......"

Lao Yang put the handkerchief back in his pocket and said nonchalantly: "I've seen a lot of this joke." ”

"Get in the car. Lao Yang urged, "Don't delay the train, the train doesn't wait for anyone." ”

"Sit!" Cui Yi held down the storm and gave it the last command.

Storm obediently squatted on the ground.

Cui Yi returned to the car, closed the door, and said to the driver: "Railway station, thank you." ”

The exhaust pipe spewed a faint exhaust fume, and the driver ignited the taxi, stepped on the accelerator, and gradually accelerated.

Storm was stunned for a moment, then ran wildly and chased towards the taxi.

Cui Yi poked his head out of the rear window, waved his hand and shouted, "Storm! Go back! When you are discharged from the army, I will come to pick you up!"

The storm did not stop, it kept chasing, desperately chasing, but it was getting farther and farther away from the taxi.

The taxi drove faster and faster, but its physical strength was rapidly depleted and it ran slower and slower......

When the taxi disappeared from view, it finally stopped, crouched on the ground, and looked into the distance in amazement.

I don't know when, Lao Yang has already walked to its side, leaned over to pick up the leash, and gently pulled it, "Let's go, Storm, let's go back." ”

Storm looked up at Lao Yang, whimpered, and was led by him in the direction of the base, turning back three times in one step, as if expecting the master to change his mind and suddenly turn back.

"Don't look at it, you don't see if he comes back. Lao Yang added strength to his hand, "Even if that kid eats the bear-hearted leopard and dares to come back, I will kick him back into the car again." ”

Storm seemed to understand his words and hung his head in grief.

"You heard what he said before, behave well, strive for meritorious service, and when you are discharged from the army, you will still have a chance to be together. Lao Yang said earnestly, "But if you dare to play tricks and don't do it properly, you will never see him again...... Don't worry, in a few years, time will pass in the blink of an eye. When I first met him, he was a hairy boy, and you're a puppy......!

While chattering, he led the storm back to the gate of the base, and in front of the armed police on duty like a wooden carved clay sculpture, he stuffed the leash back into Li Yongping's hand, and reprimanded him sternly: "What do you want? Is the handover such a handover? Do you want to go to the cooking class like me?"

Li Yongping lowered his head.

"Nonsense!" Lao Yang scolded, "Hurry back!"

Li Yongping saluted him, and led the storm that was still turning back one step at a time and returned to the base.

Lao Yang scolded and walked back, and said angrily: "Let's go, the play is over!"

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