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Black Hawk Special Operations Brigade of the Southwest Theater of Operations. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info Flying Eagle Camp.

At dusk, standing in front of the familiar barracks, Qin Tian's heart was in a trance.

Obedience is the duty of a soldier, so he is back. Although his injuries still need to be observed, and his mood still needs to be quiet, Lei Leopard really can't stand his most proud soldier, and he has nothing to do in the team headquarters all day long, and waits for death, and a leopard roar kicks him back to the flying eagle.

But when the man returns, what about the soul?

The flying eagle folded its wings, and Qin Tian seemed to have lost himself. It's not that he can't accept defeat, nor is he unable to face the cold truth of the sacrifice of his comrades. The strong enemy who ambushed the Flying Eagle has a higher strength than the Flying Eagle, and if he loses, he loses, and there is nothing to complain about. However, he always felt that something was wrong, and he and the eagle were like moths to a fire, crashing into a huge net.

These days, he had recalled that battle countless times, not letting go of every detail, but in the end he still found nothing. Although he had always believed that the nightmare could not be real, and that he might have lost a memory of the battle due to the excitement, he could never explain why he came back alive after being shot more than ten times while Sima Nan died in front of him.

This question gnawed at his soul like a poisonous snake, making his heart grow colder and more confused.

"The boss is back!" I don't know who saw him standing outside the barracks, and roared in surprise.

There was a cheer from the barracks, and eleven Flying Eagles rushed out like a wind and surrounded him.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"How are you recovering?"

"The leopard head didn't bother you, did he?"

"Boss, we will be much more confident when you come back!"

……

The team members looked at their captain carefully, and said nonsense, and their gray eyes also had a glimmer of light. Everyone had many questions about what happened on the front line, but no one spoke out to ask, and they all carefully cared for Qin Tian, who was in danger of dying.

"Who is in charge of the team now?" Qin Tian asked.

"Report to the chief, it's me!" replied Lieutenant Liu Wufeng with his head held high.

Qin Tian: "The whole team, go to the training ground." ”

Dedicated training ground for flying eagles.

Qin Tian, who was shirtless, stood in the middle of the pool, and the four Flying Eagle team members held high-pressure water guns, standing on all sides of the pool, looking at their heads with distressed expressions.

"Come on! Bullets can't kill Lao Tzu, the water gun is a bird!" Qin Tian raised his arms and shouted.

The gun-wielding team member hesitated, and his gaze turned to Lieutenant Liu Wufeng. The feeling of four high-pressure water guns spraying towards their bodies from all sides, they had all experienced it in extreme training, as if they had been hit by someone with four giant hammers weighing more than 100 catties.

Ordinary people may be beaten down in an instant, and most of the Flying Eagle team members can hold on for about 20 minutes, and the longest record is 40 minutes set by Qin Tian.

Liu Wufeng nodded slightly. Let him vent, isn't this how everyone has been these days?

"Come!"

Qin Tian shouted again.

The four people holding the water guns gritted their teeth, and four powerful water jets shot towards Qin Tian.

"Phew!"

A huge mist exploded, submerging Qin Tian.

Time passed minute by minute, and Qin Tian stood motionless, standing like a statue.

Ten minutes passed, and the worried gunman turned off the water cannon. The captain was discharged from the hospital, and they were afraid that something would go wrong.

"Don't stop! Go on!" Qin Tian drank coldly.

The splash returns.

Half an hour passed, and the faces of the players by the pool became ugly, and everyone's eyes were full of anxiety.

"Go on!"

"Boss, stop, let's continue tomorrow!" When Qin Tian's roar sounded again, Liu Wufeng finally couldn't hold his breath.

"Go on! The captain's order didn't work, Lao Tzu's body is very good!" Qin Tian's face was gloomy.

He was telling the truth.

The moment the water jet hit his body, he discovered something unthinkable: the pain from the blow was fleeting, and a strange force poured out of his body, making his muscles tense like a bowstring in an instant, trying to resist the blow from the external force.

The strings were loosened, the force was unloaded, the strings were stretched, rebounded, and when they were loosened and galloped, Qin Tian felt a hearty pleasure. He wanted to know how long this feeling would last, and where this power would come from, so he wanted to continue.

"The power is the greatest, let him have fun!" Liu Wufeng gritted his teeth and lost his temper. persuade him that it is better to kill in seconds and carry it back to save trouble.

Forty minutes and five minutes later, the water gun had not stopped, and Qin Tian was still standing, setting a new record in the most powerful water column hit.

The Flying Eagles were all fluted. Is this still a person who has just recovered from a major injury, this is a freak!

The unbelievable reality gave rise to a huge question mark in their hearts: what happened to the boss, what made him stronger after recovering from his injury?

The water jet rattled his body and hit the hearts of the players.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the leader's spirit?" Liu Wufeng looked at Qin Tian in the pool, his expression was extremely solemn. People are always able to burst out with amazing power in some special situations, and this power comes from a sudden and severe stimulus to the mind. This was the only plausible explanation he could find for the situation in front of him.

He ordered it to stop, but Qin Tian still insisted.

"I'll practice with you!" Liu Wufeng ripped off his shirt and walked into the pool.

"Let's do it too!" The five team members who were idle by the pool also jumped into the pool.

The water splashed, fists and feet flew, and the eight men were in a mess in an instant.

Qin Tian didn't spare his hand, he needed a good fight.

The team fight, which soon turned into three against five, two against six, and finally turned into a siege of Qin Tian by everyone in the stunned eyes of the four gun-wielding players.

"Grass, I thought I couldn't overturn you!" Half an hour later, Liu Wufeng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, looked at Qin Tian who fell softly into the pool, his feet were weak, and he fell on his back with relief, smashing a large splash.

"The head is still the head ......"

"Sandbag or sandbag......

The two people who were still standing at the end sighed with a shaking, but there was surprise in their eyes.

"It's a bit of a ...... Continue to ........." In the water, a figure muttered and struggled to get up, and had to fight again.

"On the shore, kill him!" the two men standing rolled their eyes and called for fire support weakly.

Four columns of water fell from the sky, and the halfway figure rolled and fell out, and the pool finally fell silent.

"It seems like it's past dinner, what's the matter?"

"My mouth hurts, I can't eat, you can defecate yourself. ”

"My feet hurt and I can't walk......"

"I don't feel my claws anymore, I have to be fed ......"

"Those on the shore, waiting for the masters tonight......"

On the horizon, the crescent moon rises. The giggling team members supported each other and walked towards the barracks, trampling all the way to Qinghui. In the darkness, there will be a glimmer of light, let us remember the hatred, forget the sorrow, and follow in his footsteps to continue the battle!

The melodious lights-out horn sounded, and a light was still lit in the camp of the Flying Eagle.

"Chief, when I was sorting out the relics of my brothers, I found three letters, all of which were left for you. Liu Wufeng held a document bag in both hands and solemnly handed it to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian took the document bag, held it to his chest, and took a deep breath. Liu Wufeng quietly left and closed the door.

Writing a suicide note is one thing that the soldiers of Xuanyuan must do before going to the front line. But in the Flying Eagles, it has always been a joke, and they make fun of it before every mission, and take the opportunity to make fun of the black-hearted and black-handed boss.

"What kind of suicide note to write, if there is anything behind you, just hand it over to the leader!"

"Yes, don't look at him running at the end every time, but I have a hunch that if we want to make a big deal, it will definitely be him who comes back alive!"

"Boss, I'll entrust my children to you now! You can pay for me this month's milk powder...... Wife, wife, forget it, keep the ...... for yourself."

"Boss, I'm going to hang up, help me take care of my sister! Isn't it beautiful? Of course! You go to Jincheng to inquire about Sima Yan, who doesn't know...... Get out, Lao Tzu won't be your brother-in-law!"

The sound is especially in front, but the brothers are far away.

Qin Tian never dreamed that in his military career, there would really be such a thing as a suicide note. What was once a joke inadvertently became a cold reality, a reality that he had personally facilitated.

Three letters, early and late. Although the comrades-in-arms laughed and ridiculed death, they finally had a fear of it in their hearts, so someone left a letter. Not because of fear of death, but because of reluctance.

The first letter was left by Second Lieutenant Liu Fei.

"Boss, the first time I went on a mission, I was inevitably a little nervous, and I wrote this letter secretly, and I kept praying that you would never see it when I wrote it. I'm so young, how can I die, I'm so cute, you can't bear me...... Okay, you've seen it all here, it means that I'm really dead, so let's get down to business...... I was an orphan who grew up in a welfare home, and there should be no one to receive my pension. You took it for me, and then took the time to give me a gift. My ex-girlfriend got married in October 2016 and made up for it later...... Damn, don't scold me for being unproductive, I have eaten and smoked all the candy, and I don't give gifts and are not kind! I love her very much, but I can't give her the life she wants, so I finally dispersed. This money may be able to help her realize a good wish as soon as possible...... The address and name are below, make no mistake about it, or I'll die in vain......"

The second letter was written by Zhao Chengle, a fourth-class non-commissioned officer.

"Boss, the fortune teller said that I have a big life, but I don't need to write this letter, because you will never see it. But my wife is only two months pregnant, and I always feel unsteady in my heart, so I think it's better to write a few sentences. The customs of my hometown, it is not good for a woman to marry or marry with a child, if I really accidentally hang up, please go to my house and let her beat the child. We were separated, and her parents kept persuading her to break up with me, and if I wanted to hang up, they would probably force her to beat the child. My stupid daughter-in-law was forced to do something stupid. You go, just tell her that this matter is my last wish, I don't want my child to be born without a father, she will be obedient...... That damn old fortune teller, it seems that he is an old god, an old liar! I really don't want to die, I still count on going home from vacation to hug the child, and concentrate on being a dad for a few days......

The third letter, left by Sima Nan, has only two sentences.

The first sentence: "Take care of the little smoke." ”

Second sentence: "The Southward Journey, 1723, 3312, 2864, 2411." ”