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More than a dozen armed pickup trucks rushed onto the pontoon, armed men stood in the bodies and controlled heavy machine guns to fire at the approaching helicopters.

A large number of speedboats, rubber boats, have sprung up on the rough river.

"Vulture, take A2, withdraw—"

Lightning dropped a sentence, aimed at the driver of the pickup truck who was about to rush over, and fired two shots in succession.

Bang -

The armed pickup truck lost control on the spot, then crashed into the stone pier and rolled over on its side.

"Lightning, my highness, you go quickly-"

From the other side of the river, the vultures stepped onto the pontoon bridge and rushed towards the place where the lightning had struck the ambush.

"Stop—"

Lightning snorted coldly, "Execute the order, take the team and withdraw—"

Seeing that the vultures were stunned, Lightning scolded, "Hurry up, or no one will be able to roll!" ”

Bang Bang Bang -

Fierce gunfire rang out across the pontoon.

A large number of armed men waving skull flags stepped onto the pontoon bridge.

The vulture's eyes were shining with gold, and he only hated that this was abroad.

Lightning unhooked his backpack, placed C4 in the center of the bridge, and jumped into the water.

Bang Bang Bang -

Seeing the lightning jumping bridge, the armed men quickly shot into the water.

Boom -

The sound of the pontoon boom broke in two, and the cars and people on the bridge also fell into the water.

The river was so strong that in less than a minute, several armed pickup trucks sank.

"Vulture calls lightning, call—"

The vulture had a radio headset in his hand and was speechless by the end.

After watching the video, Ye Hui was stunned.

Devil, I'm sorry --

The original vague impression began to become clear, Ye Hui, the captain of the Blood Wolf Special Forces of the Chinese Army, codenamed Lightning.

Ye Hui turned on the light, and the wall was filled with photos they had taken after their mission.

Condor - Hawkeye - Timberwolf -

Familiar faces came to mind, as if they had happened yesterday.

Ye Hui walked out, in a very bad mood.

I tried my best to know the past, and it turned out that the past was not funny.

Ye Hui leaned against the wall alone, sorting out the sudden spring-like thoughts.

Now I want to know if grandpa and mom are okay.

Seeing a few military ambulances outside, Ye Hui's heart tightened.

The expressions on everyone's faces in the hallway were heavy, as if the sky had fallen.

Gao Fei walked over, "Ye Hui, go and meet the old chief, he misses you very much-"

Ye Hui glanced at him and walked quickly to a familiar room.

Grandpa was lying on the bed, on a ventilator, his eyes squinting at the door.

Seeing Ye Hui, he shook his hands excitedly, and couldn't wait to sit up.

Plop -

Ye Hui walked over, knelt on the side of the bed, and grabbed his grandfather's hand, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you--my grandson is not filial--I've been suffering in every way during this time-I can't remember what happened-"

Ye Hongyi's hand strained slightly, "Xiaohui-Xiaohui-The Ye family is sorry for you-I'm sorry for you-"

Ye Hongyi's eyes were red, and tears came out of his eyes.

The Ye family has served in the army for a generation and served the country, his son died on the battlefield, and his grandson lost his memory because of the country. I finally survived, but in the end I ended up wearing the hat of a deserter.

This breath, the old man can't swallow it!

Ten years ago, when he learned that his son had died, Ye Hongyi had a heart attack and was almost sent to the operating table.

Ten years later, because Ye Hui was suddenly labeled as a deserter, the old man had a heart attack again.

The Ye family has been fighting in the south and the north from old to young, and has been carrying guns to fight devils since the Anti-Japanese War.

Now that their children are in the army, they have fallen behind the word deserter, which is a shame for the Ye family.

The more Ye Hongyi thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Ye Hui.

At the age of 16, he was sent to the barracks and trained in the barracks as an ordinary soldier.

What awaits him is not a two-year soldier, but a special forces called hell.

Ye Hongyi held Ye Hui's hand tightly, in his life, his grandson had too little time to accompany him.

went to school, went to military school, military camp, Ye Hui, who was in his twenties, did not spend many days at home.

Leng Muhui covered her mouth, for fear that crying would disturb the old man's house.

Seeing Ye Hui again, Leng Muhui couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

Tears kept overflowing his eyes.

Ye Hongyi took off the oxygen mask with his other hand, "Xiaohui - grandpa is sorry for you - you have been wronged - and finally let you have the word deserter on your back-"

Ye Hui held his hand tightly and looked at his grandfather's vicissitudes of life, "It doesn't matter, I don't need others to know if I'm a deserter or not."

I don't need others to look at me in any way, grandpa, what kind of person am I Ye Hui, do you know?

I don't care about these reputations, I just want my family to be safe-"

Ye Hongyi gasped and laughed.

"It's my Ye Hongyi's grandson - it's our Ye family's seed - if grandpa leaves - take care of you/mom - our Ye family is most sorry for the Ye family's woman-"

His brows stretched slightly, Ye Hongyi slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing became very weak.

"Grandpa—"

Ye Hui stood up suddenly, "Doctor-quick--see what's wrong with my grandfather-hurry-"

The doctor guarding the door rushed in, quickly put an oxygen mask on him, and performed CPR on Ye Hongyi.

The electrocardiogram (ECG) detector made a ticking sound, and the green wavy line gradually turned into a red straight line.

Plop -

Ye Hui knelt down, grabbed his grandfather's hand and Yu Wen, and burst into tears.

"Grandpa-Grandpa, wake up--Daddy's gone--You can't leave us--I just came back-I just came back--I just came back--

I haven't finished my filial piety yet--how can you go--my grandson is not filial--I'm not filial-"

A group of servicemen walked in, took off their hats, and saluted.

Gao Fei was stunned by the bed, looking at the serenity on the old man's face, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The old chief participated in the Battle of Shangganling, fought the Y South Monkey, and participated in dozens of battles, large and small.

At the same time, he was also the first commander of the Ringing Arrow Special Forces.

Gao Fei felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and originally thought that he would be happier if he told the old chief about Ye Hui.

But in any case, I never thought that the military department would make a fuss about Ye Hui's survival.

Deserters, ridiculous.

In the footage captured by the helicopter, Ye Hui blew up the pontoon bridge in order to delay the enemy's time.

The iron evidence was actually said to be a deserter by a certain family.

Long Fei walked over with tears in her eyes, stretched out her hand to pick up Ye Hui, "Go and comfort Auntie-"

The dead rest in peace, and the living are self-reliant.

The old chief is gone, and the living can no longer be harmed.

The old chief's last words were to ask Ye Hui to take care of Aunt Leng.

Now, Aunt Leng is crying in the corridor, and her voice is hoarse.

She was really worried that something would happen to Aunt Leng again.

Old Man Ye's return to heaven is a bolt from the blue for the Ye family.

There can be no more surprises.

Long Fei is right, grandpa is gone, and mom can't have any more accidents.

Ye Hui stood up and walked outside.

In just a few hours, almost the people of the whole country knew the news of the death of the founding general, Ye Hongyi.

From Zhongnanhai in China, down to the comrades-in-arms who have been led by the old chiefs, and are still alive.

The whole country mourned, and the flag was flown at half-mast in the capital for three days to pay high tribute to the old chief.

Over the course of several days, hundreds of thousands of people came to mourn.

Shao Xiaorui was holding a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums in her hand, and she felt very uncomfortable when she saw Ye Hui kneeling on top of the mourning hall.

Shao Lixuan, who came to mourn, also noticed Ye Hui.

He never thought that Ye Hui would be the young master of the Ye family, one of the four major families in Yanjing.

Seeing Shao Xiaorui and Shao Lixuan, Ye Hui walked over, "Uncle, Xiaorui-"

Shao Lixuan patted Ye Hui on the shoulder, "Young man, congratulations on regaining your memory, be strong—"

Ye Hui nodded, "Please rest assured, uncle, I am a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, I must be strong!" ”

Now my only wish is to be a teacher who has nothing to do with soldiers.

Shao Xiaorui bit her lip, "Festival mourning-"

"Hmm-"

Ye Hui hummed, "I'm sorry, I didn't know about my background until yesterday, and before, I really didn't know what happened." ”

Shao Xiaorui turned her head to look to the side, "It's okay - I heard my father say - you used to be a soldier king - I just want to represent some people - ask you one thing-"

Some people-

Except for the students in the sixth class of high school, I'm afraid there is no one.

"Ask—"

Ye Hui pondered in her heart, she must ask what her plans are in the future, will she leave Hongbo Martial Arts School-

To be honest, even if his grandfather hadn't died, he would have stayed in school.

There is a group of children there, they are innocent and lovely, united and upward, and their hearts are full of longing for the future, the desire for dreams!

"Forget it, you can tell them later-"

Shao Xiaorui put down the yellow chrysanthemum, bowed three times, and turned to the side.

Ye Hui couldn't help but be stunned, they, did they also know.

A group of 31 people walked into the mourning hall.

Dressed in black, each holding a flower in their hands, walked to the front of the mourning hall and bowed deeply.

They came to mourn the youngest.

Everyone's eyes fell on these children.

"Teacher Ye--Mourning and Change-"

The voice is neat, but not noisy.

Ye Hui patted Li Ke on the shoulder, "Why are you here-"

"You suddenly didn't come to teach us, we asked Teacher Shao, and we found out that grandpa was gone."

Li Ke burst into tears and choked up.

"Teacher Ye - we know that you have amnesia before - in the future - will you leave us - "

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head, her eyes blurred with tears.

"Teacher Ye—"

Ye Hui grabbed Li Ke's hand and walked to the coffin, "Grandpa, look at these children, they are so sensible-

I don't care about fame, even if it's a traitor, I don't care - I'll try to be a teacher in the future - be a good teacher who is competent-"

Leng Muhui wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she had been in the army all her life, but in the end she was a deserter.

She doesn't want to fight for anything, her son's peace is a blessing.

The class burst into tears.

I thought that Teacher Ye had recovered his memory and would no longer teach them.

A military vehicle was parked outside Babaoshan.

Two ceremonial soldiers walked in with wreaths and kicks.

Song Wenyao on the wreath -

The person who came was not Song Wenyao, it was Song Qiuming.

Song Qiuming was wearing a white suit, not like he was coming to mourn, but like he was going to a wedding.

"- he dared to come-"

The mongoose walked over and stopped Song Qiuming, "You are not welcome here!" ”

Song Qiuming looked the mongoose up and down, "Today is the day when Mr. Ye leaves, as a child he grew up watching, I came over to see him off, right?" ”

Others don't know, as members of the Thunderbolt Special Forces, they all know that the death of the old chief and the name of Ye Hui's deserter are all the ghosts of the Song family.