At dusk, He Yuting sat alone on the hillside, quietly staring at the group of soldiers at the foot of the mountain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The location where she is now is a field training ground for flying eagles. In order to sharpen the sharp knife of the flying eagle, the Southwest Theater deliberately set aside an area covering an area of dozens of square kilometers as a whetstone. In this vast area covering plains, rivers, hills, mountains and other complex terrains, it is equipped with various types of professional training equipment and training sites, which can carry out more than 10 types of special combat skills training, such as physical fitness, fighting, shooting, aircraft landing, jungle combat, armed swimming, and obstacle crossing.

At the same time, there are also professional medical, logistical and equipment support detachments stationed in the training ground for a long time to provide all-weather training support for the Flying Eagle team. This kind of treatment is unique in the entire Southwest Theater, and Commander Zhang Yaolei's love for this unit can be seen from this.

The video transmitted back from the battlefield allowed He Yuting to see a group of iron men who stood up to the sky and died in anger. And the scene she witnessed today made her see their difficult journey from mortal to hero. All the efforts are only for the moment of bright bloom, and the instant bloom burns out the colorful life in their youth.

For soldiers, is this luck or misfortune? A kind of wordless sorrow corroded He Yuting's heart. Thinking of those vanished figures, facing the officers and soldiers who were stepping on their footprints in front of her, the young female major was a little confused about her profession for the first time.

"For what?"

"For the sake of honor!"

"For what?"

"For the Motherland!"

At the foot of the mountain, there was a roar, with a mighty force, which shook the complex emotions in He Yuting's heart. Looking out, a tall figure caught her gaze like a magnet.

After an hour of beating in the mud, the officers and soldiers carried huge logs one by one and began to challenge the limits of their physical fitness under the blows of high-pressure water guns. On the crumbling body, gorgeous water splashes bloomed in the sunset, and on the resolute young faces, a strange wisp of pride and pride quietly condensed in the roar of pain.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Qin Tian, who was standing in front of the team and giving orders loudly, was like a god of war in golden armor, waving his arms and beating the war drums vigorously, stirring the blood and wildness in the warriors' bodies.

For what? For honor!

For what? for the Motherland!

A simple question and answer made He Yuting's body tremble.

She remembered Liu Fei's calm expression when he detonated the grenade, she remembered Qin Tian's relaxed smile after activating Plan C, she remembered Lei Leopard's red eyes, and she remembered Zhang Yaolei's sad sigh when he collapsed.

General Fu Ming is right, Commander Zhang Yaolei's vision of people is definitely more accurate than her, and the attitude of the Southwest Theater is actually just to illustrate one thing: Qin Tian's loyalty is beyond doubt. In the face of the joint investigation team, he did not defend himself, but he still stood on the training ground in high spirits and high morale today, which was a merciless mockery of the investigation.

"The war zone agrees with you and Colonel Ge Feidong's decision, and I will fully assist. Zhou Qingshan came to her side at some point, looked at the Flying Eagle team members at the foot of the mountain, and said bitterly.

He Yuting got up in silence.

She felt that she was very vulnerable at this moment, and Zhou Qingshan's words were like a dagger piercing the softest place in her heart.

"Director Zhou, did I do something wrong?" she turned to look at Zhou Qingshan and said with a wry smile.

Zhou Qingshan sighed lightly, his gaze drifted into the distance, and fell on Qin Tian's body.

"Major He, you haven't experienced a real battle, it's best not to speculate on the truth of the battlefield, because the truth is sometimes too cruel. He whispered.

He Yuting bit her lip lightly and couldn't answer. She thought she was about to touch the truth, but now she felt as if she had walked into a misunderstanding, and the inexplicable pressure made her at a loss.

"I was seriously wounded, but I stayed in the army with a dead face, because I really couldn't bear to wear this uniform. However, if this investigation ruins Qin Tian, I will take off this military uniform. Zhou Qingshan said simply.

"Director Zhou, ...... are you" He Yuting looked at him, her brows furrowed. She didn't expect that Zhou Qingshan would tie her future to Qin Tian's fate and threaten her in such a naked way.

"Do you think I'm threatening you? No, you're wrong!" Zhou Qingshan met her questioning gaze and said lightly, "Do you know what a soldier is most afraid of? It's not a bullet fired into the chest on the battlefield, but a knife stabbed in the back! Frankly speaking, Qin Tian is just an insignificant grassroots officer, and the Ministry of State Security and the Ministry of Military Affairs can investigate whatever they want! The Southwest Theater disagrees with this investigation, not because it wants to protect him, but because the theater believes in its soldiers, a soldier who has already died for this country once! When his loyalty is questioned, the war zone wants to do his best to defend his faith in the country and the army, so that he can get back on his feet and fight hard for this country! If he can't even do this, is this place worth my nostalgia?"

The more Zhou Qingshan spoke, the more excited he became. In his opinion, the so-called national security procedure will not harm Qin Tian's body, but it is very likely to destroy the belief he has always held in his heart.

After listening to his words, He Yuting fell into a difficult situation. She finally understood why General Fu Ming had been silent on the phone for so long after listening to her latest report on the investigation, and finally reluctantly agreed to cooperate with the national security to start the investigation process. Maybe he already knew what the Southwest Theater was insisting on and understood what Commander Zhang Yao wanted to protect.

"Director Zhou, if the matter is not clarified for a day, Captain Qin Tian's life will not be able to get back on track. You should also be clear about what it means for national security to intervene, and perhaps cooperation is the best way to solve the problem. After a long time, He Yuting sighed, "If you all trust Captain Qin Tian, I don't think my inference will necessarily cause him trouble." ”

The three parties have agreed that Guoan's investigation is ready to fly, and she is powerless to stop it, so she can only comfort the angry Zhou Qingshan in this way. Moreover, what she said is also true, the matter in front of her is like a dead knot, and the solution may only be a painful one.

"I hope so!" After spitting out the words in his heart, Zhou Qingshan gradually regained his composure, "If you know more about Captain Qin Tian, you will understand that losing him will be an irreparable loss for this army." ”

"I heard that you are his old leader, can you talk to me about him?" He Yuting asked with a smile.

"The glorious deeds of this muddy boy can't be said for a while!" Zhou Qingshan glanced at the foot of the mountain and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's talk while walking, or we won't be able to catch dinner." ”

"Okay!" He Yuting nodded.

The two of them walked down the mountain.

"The mud covered the trouser legs

Sweat soaked the back of the shirt

I don't know who you are

but I know for whom you are serving

For whom, for the harvest of autumn

In order to return to spring and return to the wild geese

Full of enthusiasm to sing youth without regrets......"

In the wind, the ancient military songs of the Chinese people spread all over the four fields, tactfully with a hint of flying pride, silently telling the loyalty without regrets.

As the sun set, the young warriors marched home, dressed in the sunset, leaving long and narrow shadows behind them.