The sea of clouds, named after the sea of colorful clouds, is located in the southwest border of China, and its border has been adjacent to the county town and the small countries in the southwest for nearly 20 years. Perhaps because the Spring Festival is approaching, the more border towns like Mangmeng County can feel the festive atmosphere. In addition to tourists who have taken annual leave in advance to travel to the border, the small county town is also full of all kinds of smugglers under the sign of peddlers and pawns. On one side of the border is China, where the legal system is relatively sound, while on the other side is a paradise for the rich.

In the past two days, the soldiers standing guard at the border post can often see an extremely obscene-looking face, and from time to time they will hang around the border line, which makes the young soldiers who have just been assigned here very nervous, and today they can't help but put their index finger on the trigger of the submachine gun as soon as they see that extremely obscene face.

Fortunately, the lewd guy just wandered around for a while, and he didn't cross the border, and a pair of thief eyebrows looked through the top of the sunglasses from time to time at the beautiful tourists who took pictures with the border monument. It wasn't until the guy with a pair of black cloth shoes turned around and entered the crowd that the young soldier breathed a sigh of relief, and it happened that a comrade-in-arms came to change the guard, he returned to the rest post and drank a sip of water, and still reported to the old squad leader beside him with some anxiety: "Squad leader, I found that there are always people hanging around here in the past two days, will there be drug trafficking?"

The squad leader is actually not old, he is only twenty-five or six years old, but for a recruit who has just enlisted in the army, he is already an old man in the army. "I'm afraid of a ball, you have a gun in your hand, not a burning stick! I'm worried, if it's really a drug dealer, I don't dare to show my face so openly, I've been here for three or four years, and I've been watching those tourists every day, and I've never met a drug dealer properly!" The squad leader is a native of northern Hebei, speaks northern dialect, and has been on the sunny border for a long time, and a white face before enlisting looks swarthy at this time, only when he grins, he can see two rows of white teeth.

"Squad leader, you've been here for almost four years, have you ever fired a gun?" The young soldier subconsciously touched the barrel of the gun, who doesn't want to make a career as a soldier?

"Shoot?" the squad leader grinned, and poured a mouthful of water with a large porcelain jar, "Hey, there really was!"

"Oh, really?" the young soldier looked interested, "Quick, squad leader, tell me about it!"

The squad leader got up and cleared his throat: "Anyway, I was just assigned here that year, it was a night in April, it was raining lightly, and I was standing guard there for your squad leader......" He sold a pass, pointed to a place not far outside, and his eyes drifted along his fingers.

The young soldier looked at his squad leader with admiration on his face, looking forward to what was to come.

"It was about two o'clock in the night, you know, it was very lively during the day, but at night, there was not even a ghost shadow, and I was thinking about the content of the letter I was going to write home the next day, when I suddenly heard someone in the distance faintly shouting 'help', still in Chinese, but on the other side of the border." ”

"Oh, is that a Burmese?" asked the young warrior curiously.

"I thought so at first, but you think, I was still a rookie at that time, let alone Burmese, in the middle of the night, it was raining again, and I was so scared that I was stupid when I heard someone shouting 'help'! Do you know what my first reaction was?"

"The first reaction?

"Hey, a rookie egg, the one who saves a yarn? Lao Tzu's first reaction was to run away!"

"Huh, run...... Run?"

"Yes, how can I call the battalion to report if I don't run?"

"That'...... And what about later?"

"Later, Lao Tzu ran halfway, fell on his heels, accidentally touched the trigger, and with a bang, the gun went off!"

"Huh?" the young warrior opened his mouth wide and felt a little funny, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, so he could only hold back a smile.

"If you want to laugh, laugh, I want to laugh when I think about the scene at that time, don't say it's you!" The squad leader waved his hand disapprovingly, and poured a large mouthful of tea water into his mouth - the local tea produced and sold in the small county town is very cheap, and the taste is a little astringent, but it has a sweet aftertaste, and I have already liked this taste after drinking it for a few years.

"That'...... And what about then?" asked the young warrior again.

"Later, I'll write a review!" the squad leader smiled and tapped lightly on the young soldier's head, "Enjoy your career as a recruit, everything is new now!"

"Huh?" This kind of story seemed to disappoint the young soldier a little, but he suddenly remembered something, and said strangely, "No, squad leader, didn't your personal third-class merit be established when you were a recruit?"

The squad leader smiled: "It's not bad to be wrong, but the story, hehe, you can't tell it!"

Only then did the young soldier know that the squad leader had just said that he had stumbled and stumbled, and that he was fooling himself, and as for what happened that rainy night, now perhaps only the squad leader and the Burmese who shouted "help" that night would know! "Squad leader, did you catch a drug dealer that night?" The young soldier was very curious, thought about it, and finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Otherwise, personal third-class merit is not so easy to stand!"

He suddenly found that the squad leader standing beside him was silent, so he looked up at the squad leader, only to see that the old and serious squad leader in his eyes looked straight outside somewhere at this time, and the mouth that had just spoken neatly trembled silently, and then, the pair of eyes suddenly burst out with a different brilliance, threw down the baby tea jar in his hand, and ran out of the door.

"Squad leader!" the young soldier hurriedly caught the large ceramic jar that the squad leader threw out of thin air, and the warm tea in it splashed his face. He raised his sleeves and wiped his face, and kept up with the pace of the squad leader a little inexplicably, but saw the old squad leader walking quickly towards the tour group that was taking group photos at the border monument everywhere, and his steps were as fast as follows. "What are you smoking?" he held the teapot and muttered to himself as he plucked the tea foam stuck to his face, only to see the squad leader rush into the tour group and pull the shoulders of the tourists one by one, as if looking for someone.

Tourists who were dressed almost identically were coldly pulled over their shoulders, and their bloodshot eyes stared at them as if they were about to eat people, and the tourists complained in dissatisfaction.

"What kind of person, this is ......"

"What about the People's Liberation Army, what are you doing?"

"It hurts me, is this man a fool?"

When the young soldier saw that the situation was not good, he hurriedly put down the teapot and wanted to step forward to pull the squad leader back, but when he was halfway out, he saw the dejected squad leader walking towards him, passing by without saying a word, and finally returned to the rest post alone like a lost soul.

The young soldier looked at the tourists who were still expressing their dissatisfaction from afar, took the teapot back to the rest booth, and saw the squad leader looking directly at the scar on the back of his left hand, and wondered: "Old class, what's wrong? Don't you scare me? Isn't it evil?"

When the squad leader heard his voice, he sighed and said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just recognized the wrong person!"

"Did you recognize the wrong person?" the young soldier laughed, "Old class, are you homesick?"

When the squad leader heard this, he shook his head, but after a while, he nodded again: "Yes, I'm homesick!"

"Then take a leave of absence and go back and see! You're a veteran now, there's a fake!"

"I can't go. "The squad leader is categorical.

"Ahh

"You don't understand, I promised someone to stand here for ten years!" The squad leader showed a smile, very innocent, but full of firmness.

"Ten years, old class, don't you want to leave the army?"

"What are you going to do when you go back to be a security guard?" the squad leader smiled, while caressing the armband on his arm with pity, "It's all uniforms too, but I still prefer this set, even if I earn less......"

The young warrior nodded as if he didn't understand: "Hey, old class, I'll accompany you!"

The squad leader smiled and said: "Being a soldier is like this, after a long time, you are reluctant to leave." I guess you can't feel it now, but when you're older and have experienced some things, maybe you'll understand!"

The young soldier quietly asked, "Squad leader, the story you just told, is that one who shouted 'help' a drug dealer? You killed him, so you got a third-class merit?"

The squad leader shook his head with a wry smile, and pushed away the young man's head in front of him: "Don't take it for granted, even if it's a drug dealer, if he doesn't take the initiative to attack me, I don't have the right to shoot, only the law has the power to try those criminals, we don't." Of course, if they endanger the security of the country and the people, then it has something to do with us!"

The two talked about what they could do now as a soldier, and finally the young soldier turned to wipe his gun, and the squad leader turned his attention to the place where the tourists had just gathered.

But I just saw a person who looked very similar, how did I walk over and look at each other face to face, but I still couldn't find the person in the rainy night. Only he knew who was the enemy that night, not only saved himself who was so frightened that he peed his pants, but also killed seven armed drug dealers in one go.

He did fire a shot, and that shot happened to hit the eighth drug dealer in the leg......

The comrades-in-arms who heard the sound arrested the eighth drug dealer, and the seven people who fell died in different ways.

In this life, he probably can't forget the tall and calm figure like a mountain, and the face that always smiles.

That night, the man said only one word.

Hey, hey, my name is Xuanyuan.