Yun Yi lit a cigarette with trembling hands, and his heart was full of anger in the smoke ethereal.

Unable to be calm, his character is calm, and after the fall of the white wolf, there is no will that can affect him.

He doesn't have any noble sentiments, he's just an ordinary person who calculates all aspects and finds the most favorable direction for himself, and he doesn't need to think about it at all.

Their ending must not be written, and after writing it, he will face not only a ban on broadcasting, not just a crisis of public opinion, his family does not allow him to do such an outrageous thing.

This is just a complaint or an angry thought for ordinary people, but for Yu Yunyi, once it is written, it is a crisis, a crisis that endangers the entire family.

His hands were trembling, his eyes were flickering and struggling, this impulse that should not have appeared, but it could not be suppressed, just because the white wolf was not someone else, the white wolf was him, he was the white wolf, and he couldn't be indifferent.

The White Wolf incident definitely had a greater impact on him than he imagined, and now with the ending of "Bright Sword", the resentment hidden in his heart has been triggered, and he can't control the blame.

The smoke swirled in front of him, Yun Yi's eyes were a little painful from the smoke, but he didn't care, he was thinking!

Li Yunlong said that the soul is always there, and the military soul is always there.

Indeed, what he left behind was the peaceful life of today's people, and what he left behind was the heroic will that was fearlessly inherited from generation to generation.

He may not have resentment except for the regret that he did not die on the battlefield, and he may still be smiling under the Nine Springs, because his will and spirit have been continued.

The white wolf continued his will and inherited his bright sword spirit. The heroic and fearless battlefield until it was drowned and sunk in the artillery fire.

If only Li Yunlong is the protagonist. Yun Yi should stop here, and let him continue the spirit of the bright sword immortally under the national flag. Generations to ......

The white wolf is his successor, but ......

But where is the soul of the white wolf?

Over there!

His soul was in that quiet, low, meaningless hut where his spirit reverberate!

The smoke of gunfire could no longer affect him, and eternal life could not disturb him, but was this what he wanted?

No!

He wants a bright sword! He's been shining his sword all his life, and his comrades may still be fighting forever on the battlefield where the war roars.

And he could only silently look at the cold wall, and he could no longer show his sword!

His sharpness. The heroic and heroic spirit can only be extinguished in the silence surrounded by no gunsmoke, and perhaps you can still see the galloping figures of your comrades, because this is the closest place.

The cigarette butt went out, and Yun Yi threw it into the ashtray, his eyes complicated.

The white wolf is walking in the footsteps of Li Yunlong, walking in blood and fire, and it is also the same as Li Yunlong. Fallen into the dust of history.

But who will inherit his spirit? Yun Yi got a little into the horns, and he wanted to find a reason to end up like this for himself.

He wanted to find a successor for the white wolf, and he needed to convince himself, and he fell silent.

Yun Yi looked at the last paragraph on the computer again, they were saluting the national flag!

They, they are Li Yunlong and his comrades-in-arms. The TV picture that Yunyi alarm clock once had!

But at this time, Yun Yi didn't know why in front of him, but it was as if a white wolf suddenly appeared with his team. Also saluting the flag, they are saluting. Smiling, the blood on his face has not been wiped off......

Yun Yi was even more silent.

I don't know how long it has been, Yun Yi suddenly reached out and turned off the computer, slowly stood up, obviously in the end he decided to end here.

It has nothing to do with profit, nothing to calculate, just for the loveliest of people, their noble, innocent, pure faith!

There is always a need for such a group of people in the world, you can call them stupid, you can call them stupid, you can say that they are not worthy, but they must always be missing, and they cannot be missing in any era.

Yun Yi's face was still deep, his eyes were still complicated, he accepted this ending, but he didn't find an answer for the white wolf, his heart was very uncomfortable, even if it was a short distance, he had a hard time.

Walking to the door of the master bedroom, Yun Yi stopped, looking at the darkness in the distance, he felt that he needed to calm down, so he didn't enter the house, but came to the balcony, blowing the cold wind, and watched the tall buildings rise in the dark.

Looking at such darkness and enjoying such silence, I don't know when his eyes began to lose focus, and he suddenly remembered in his memory that it was not just before, it was also such a late night, he was in that lonely mountain jungle, holding a steel gun, running quickly!

The dagger slashed through the enemy's throat, and blood splattered on his face, body, hands, and legs.

He was afraid, but he stood up, and in the darkness of the night he rushed out with a submachine gun in his hand, and in the midst of a hail of bullets.

Maybe a bullet slashed through his ear, with a fiery fire, buzzing in his ears!

Or a flash of fire flashes in front of your eyes, and your life may fall with it!

He still rushed forward, what was he thinking at that moment? Who are you? White wolf? Yunyi?

Yun Yi's eyes flickered sharply, and no one in the darkness could see the confusion in his eyes, sharpness and wisdom were not short of staggered.

He couldn't tell the difference, he didn't know who he was, the dew stained his body, but the blood still flowed.

One, two......

Nine!

Another man fell under his gun, and the other man hid, no longer having to rush forward, just waiting for dawn, and they would have nowhere to hide.

"Vulture, my left, you right!" Yun Yi's voice was small and soft.

The two rushed up, why? Why rush up?

The morning sun is so warm, and the corpses in one place illustrate the cruelty of last night, what were you thinking about at that time?

Yun Yi needs to explain, he is an egoist, he has done too many impulsive things, is it the white wolf or him?

Yun Yi's mood slowly calmed down, his blood no longer rushed quickly, and when he raised his head, the sky had lit up with a faint red light!

Dawn came, very similar to that day, the warm brilliance sprinkled on Yun Yi's body, Yun Yi's heart was not cold, a smile appeared on his face, he figured out that it was himself that day, it was Yun Yi.

It's the real Yun Yi, he went up, he went to the battlefield, killed the enemy for the country, why can an egoist go into battle to kill the enemy.

The resentment began to fade, he calmed down, and he had an answer.

Who will inherit the spirit of the white wolf?

Who?

Me, Yunyi!

He did inherit the spirit of the white wolf, he still rushed forward in fear and resentment, he was stupid, very stupid, he couldn't understand himself at that moment, but what does it matter, isn't this the spirit left by the white wolf?

By the way, it's not just him, but the Condor team!

How could you forget the scene when the Condor clan straightened up in front of him, raised their foreheads slightly, looked directly at him with reverent eyes, and raised their hands in salute?

How can we forget that it was the firm eyes of the latecomers, and the highest respect, they were saluting the white wolf!

How can we forget that "in the hearts of our special combat personnel, you will always be an example!" ”

This is the words of the vultures, the words of the vulture warband!

This is inheritance, he inherited, and the Condor team inherited.

Enough, the white wolf really saluted under the national flag, and he may have really seen this scene under Jiuquan, so he will take his comrades to stand under the national flag and salute without regrets!

Yun Yi no longer resentful, no longer regretful, maybe still dissatisfied, but he can convince himself that this is the end of it.

didn't leave, still standing on the balcony, he was thinking about the end of the vultures, Li Yunlong died in peacetime, the white wolf died in his own barracks, what about the vultures?

"Vultures, if your fate is still the same, I hope you can die on the battlefield!"

Yun Yi's heart slowly left such a sentence, cruel, and sincere blessings.

Dying on the battlefield may be the most sincere hope of Li Yunlong and the white wolf, they are so aggrieved that they don't want to die, they don't want to hear the roar of artillery fire again.

They don't want to be able to show their swords again!

"Bright Sword" should end here, not only because the environment allows, but also because they themselves don't allow themselves to die like this, they are heroes, and they should die heroically.

Even if they are not able to do it, future generations should consider their hero's departure, which is the respect for them.

They should also leave a heroic epic for their military career, they live in people's memories and should die in people's memory, they will always be so bright!

The eyes of the early morning began to moisten all things in the world, and the sleeping Mu Lin's eyes moved slightly, and then he shook his head twice like a child, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The sunlight outside the window was a little dazzling, and she subconsciously reached out to block the sunlight, and her eyes enjoyed the warm brilliance of this spring from the gap between her fingers.

Well?

Suddenly, she frowned, in the past two days, the familiar manly breath around her when she woke up every morning was gone, and she was a little unaccustomed to this moment.

What about Yunyi?

Did he get up so early? No, the pillow hasn't been moved, hasn't he slept yet?

Mu Lin sat up slowly, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, she uncovered the quilt, did not change her clothes, put on her light pajamas, and opened the door.

Barefoot, came to Yun Yi's room, there was no one, the popularity in the room had long since faded, Mu Lin closed the door and came downstairs.

There was still no one, which was a little strange, he didn't sleep at night, where did he go.

"Yunyi!" Mu Lin stood in the living room and called out loudly.

"You're awake!" A warm sound rang out from the stairs behind him.

Mu Lin looked back and saw that Yun Yi's forehead was covered with water stains, and his body was also soaked, as if he had walked from the rain, and the long-term coldness made his face a little pale.

Only the calm eyes and the gentle face with a slight smile told him that everything was normal, and Mu Lin didn't feel anything unusual.

"Why did you go, where did you sleep last night?" Mu Lin looked at his slightly embarrassed appearance and asked softly.

Yun Yi stepped down the stairs, the heating in the house made his body gradually ease, and he took off his coat and said with a smile as he walked: "I didn't sleep last night when I was in charge of the script, and I was soaked with dew when the wind blew in the morning." (To be continued.) )