86_86861 In a corner of Qingyang University, several troop carriers creaked to a stop, and dozens of soldiers rushed down, quickly lined up, and reported the number.

Chubby got down from the co-pilot of a car, stood on one side, and watched his teammates as a team and lectured.

If you look closely, you will see that Chubby is still a little limping when he walks, and the gunshot wound last time is not completely good.

His face was also a little pale, if he hadn't been exercising, his physique was very good, I am afraid that he would still be lying in bed now.

In fact, Chubby is not fat at all, and except for a very few people, no one dares to call him Chubby.

His big name is called Zhao Gaofeng.

In the eyes of others, he is an iron-blooded soldier who has experienced life and death, made great achievements, has been wounded, and has shed blood, and is an admirable warrior.

But only he knows that he is also an ordinary young man, and in the face of this ever-changing world and the constant choice of choice, he will also be confused.

Like now, he doesn't know where he is going.

In the last battle to hunt down Li Tubin, he really realized that compared with the top elites, he was still far behind, and the pride and complacency he once had long disappeared.

But at the same time, there is endless frustration. If you have trained so hard that you can't become the best soldier, then what is the purpose of continuing to stay in the barracks?

Just for that sense of belonging?

The leader of the unit talked to him a few times, and then said something to him that made his whole body tremble: "Chubby, you should have some ideas." ”

Ideas? What ideas?

It took him a long time before he realized that what the leader said was that it was time for him to retire.

This is a question he has never thought about, but with his current state of mind and body, what can he do if he continues to stay?

If he really goes through the big war like last time, will he be able to survive again?

Moreover, he is not alone, he also has a family, has parents, in addition to being loyal to the country, he also has other responsibilities that must be fulfilled.

He has no identity, no background, and continues to stay in the army, even if he mixes in for a few more years, he will only waste precious youth.

Yes, it's time to go.

With glory, with pain, with the blessings of his comrades who did not survive, with secrets that he could not tell even if he died, he left this place that he seemed to never be able to leave.

He remembered the phone call he had received before he came here, the phone call of the person he admired the most now, Qing Linqiu.

"Chubby, if you want to stay in the army, I can find a way to help you. Qinglin Qiu said, he has the qualifications to say this, not to mention that Xiaopang is an excellent fighter who has made great achievements, and he deserves better. "If you want to leave the army and get a good job, I can help you too. ”

In fact, although Zhao Gaofeng is not as good as Qing Linqiu, he is also an absolute elite in the army, whether he is going to the SWAT team as a sniper or going to other places, with Qing Linqiu's help, there is always a place for him.

"I don't know, Brother Qing...... What do you say I should do?" Zhao Gaofeng was a little dazed.

He was born in an ordinary rural area, and then he was in olive green, and this colorful world made him a little confused.

"Your future can only be figured out by yourself. Qinglin Qiu said, "You have my contact information, and if you figure it out, just sue me." ”

Then, the leader of the army found him and said to him: "Chubby, give you a task." ”

"Yes, I promise to get the job done!" he stood upright, as he had done a thousand times before.

Does this mean that he is still needed organizationally?

Suddenly, Zhao Gaofeng had a strange sense of being needed.

"You don't have to be so strict, in fact, it's just for you to go and relax, this military training of Qingyang University, we want to mobilize some instructors from us, you go with the team." ”

At that moment, Zhao Gaofeng couldn't say what it felt.

A little disappointed, but also a little helpless.

It's like a child who has been abandoned suddenly.

Then, Zhao Gaofeng came here.

Qingyang University.

"What do you want?" Next to him, several other officers who led the team came over, looked at his legs, and asked, "Is your leg okay, can you hold it?"

"Hi, it's fine. Zhao Gaofeng shook his head, whether it was in training or on a mission, all kinds of injuries were inevitable, not to mention walking, even if he was running weight-bearing cross-country, he was not afraid.

At least, this body of iron bones has been boiled out, if it weren't for the army, he would probably still be a little bastard wandering the streets and alleys.

"It's okay, let's change your clothes quickly!" Several other people laughed, "Before we have officially gathered, I finally have some time, hurry up and change my clothes and go out for a walk." ”

They haven't experienced this gorgeous world for a long time, and they are about to lose touch with the world.

Several officers were about to leave after speaking, but one of them turned around, but he sighed in surprise and said, "He...... Why are you here?"

"Who?" the crowd wondered.

The green sun in the afternoon is rarely cloudy, and the wind is rising, and it seems to be raining.

Waving a blind cane, Nan Ming slowly walked through a small road of Qingyang University, the empty university campus, and the narrow train carriage were two completely different experiences.

Nanming walked and stopped, waving a blind cane for a while, and making a "da-da" sound with his mouth, trying to echo location.

Because of the obstruction of asking for leave, Nan Ming felt a little irritable and decided to come down and take a walk, he now needed something to help him meditate.

This way of relaxation is indeed very effective, perhaps because it affects the way the brain operates, so Nan Ming feels that all the distracting thoughts seem to be not so troubled.

While walking through a small garden, Nan Ming stopped, and in his "hearing", several people suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You guys......" Nan Ming didn't open his eyes, "is there something wrong?"

"Are you...... Nanming classmates?", unconsciously used honorifics.

Yes or no?

The appearance is the same, but the temperament is ...... But it was completely different, and, when did he become blind?

The closer they got, the more they felt a strange pressure, just like facing their superiors, several of them walked over at random at first, but after walking a few steps, when they arrived in front of Nan Ming, they were already lined up and uniform.

And they themselves don't even realize it.

It's all the fault of the black card.

Nanming's visual center is now extremely active, and after hearing the voice, a figure immediately appears in front of him.

It was the officer who brought Cong Cong to the barracks for training.

"It's you. Why did you come to Qingyang?" Nan Ming smiled, it was a wonderful feeling to meet someone in another country, "I'm sorry, I don't know your name yet." Thank you again last time. ”

The last two times, they came and went in a hurry, and Nan Ming didn't have time to ask his name.

"Report! My name is Yang Ji, we are here to participate in the military training mission of Qingyang University!" recognized the person and confirmed the identity of the other party, Yang Ji automatically returned to his original state, Qing Linqiu once told him that he must be polite when he sees Nanming.

Boss Qing has to be polite people, how dare they be presumptuous?

Then he said with a look of concern: "Your eyes ......"

"Ah, I'm fine, I'm just practicing echolocation skills. Nan Ming smiled.

"Echolocation?" said several people with suspicious expressions.

Nan Ming explained a little, and a few people widened their eyes, and this kind of thing is too unscientific, isn't it?

Think about the auxiliary systems that they have to carry in complex terrain when they are in special operations, if there is such a thing, shouldn't they be taught first?

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you. Nan Ming waved his blind cane slightly, "You guys are pointing behind my back, I'll guess how many." ”

A few people will be skeptical, if the person who says this is changed, they will definitely shout nonsense, but if it is Nan Ming...... I don't know why, but it's very convincing.

The little fat Zhao Gaofeng is a person who does not believe in evil, he compared the letter to three fingers suspiciously, Nan Ming gently waved the blind cane, and then called out: "Three." ”

With a cane, it's too easy.

"Two, four, five, two, seven, nine...... XXXVII......"

In the end, the four of them compared thirty-seven fingers, and Nanming broke it all in one bite.

"No, there must be a mirror or camera somewhere. A few people were dumbfounded and completely forgotten, they weren't here to play a finger guessing game with Nan Ming. (Continue to ask for Sanjiang tickets and recommended votes~).