Text Text_VIII Runaway Ferrari
The warm sunlight poured warmly on him lying on a small camp bed through the small window near the roof, and also brought a faint light to the dark room, and the sunlight was like a chasing light in the center of the dark stage.
The warmth was that he woke up from his deep sleep, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "It's the thirty-sixth day." ”
In his ears, the footsteps of the guards patrolling above the roof were very soft, but he could still hear them clearly.
"Ten people, hehe, there are new people joining." He heard an unfamiliar voice from the footsteps, and couldn't help laughing.
With the pure steel anklet handcuffs, he came to the bathroom in the corner of the room where he could only stand next person and quickly cleaned up his personal hygiene, with the faint light, he found that his handsome and tough black face was already bearded, and the long-term darkness made his originally dark face much whiter, and he couldn't help but be happy: "Hehe, white." ”
Back in the room, he began to exercise with his hands on the ground, his waist was strong, his legs were thrown forward, and he stood upside down in the center of the room in a daze, paused slightly to stabilize his center of gravity, and then slowly bent his arms downwards and began his own handstand push-ups.
Once, twice, three times, I have been sitting a thousand times, then I put my legs forward in a rough breath, my waist shook, I stood up, gently shook my stiff arms, exhaled a few deep breaths, adjusted my breath, and then put my head upright, the waist spine was straight, the shoulders were heavy, the chin was adducted, the chest and abdomen were relaxed, the wrists were closed, the hips were shrunk and the buttocks were closed, the knees were bent and slightly buckled, the heels were braced, and the toes were buckled in a three-body posture.
I don't know how long he has been standing, he feels very comfortable, at this time a warm and cool feeling rises in the lower abdomen, along the meridians quickly spread all over the limbs, at this time he is like bathing in the warm sunshine in early summer and taking a cold shower.
Suddenly, he was blessed to the heart, took a step forward and at the same time close to the lower abdomen of the right palm into a fist, from the middle of the chest and abdomen to draw a beautiful trajectory, its shape is short, its strength is fierce, like a collapse arrow through the heart, like a landslide cracking, there was a gentle "snap" in the air, he was overjoyed to have a sonic boom.
In this way, the two feet kicked one by one, and the two fists went in and out, one after another, like a continuous arrow.
Every punch is pierced with a slight "pop" popping sound in the air, the faster the speed, the louder the sound, as time goes by, no matter how intense his movements are, but he can always keep his spirit stretched and unrestrained, his movements are round and not sluggish, the muscles and bones are diaphragm, the layers are clear, and the strength is connected vertically and horizontally, and he is round.
The slow movements softened unconsciously, not as hot as the storm just now, but he could clearly feel that his inner strength was deep and long, gushing, and very penetrating.
When he slowly stopped boxing, he found that his original angular muscles were suddenly integrated, and even the eight abdominal muscles in his abdomen were gone, and the muscles became very soft, but he could clearly feel the infinite strength contained in these soft muscles.
"It's finally going to be dark." A charming smile appeared under his thick beard, and it seemed that there was no white squat in the black prison for more than thirty days.
"It's a pity......" Thinking about his situation, he sighed helplessly, and then became happy again, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to be able to enter the dark energy realm before I died, and my efforts over the years have been in vain." ”
Just as he was immersed in the joy of entering the darkness, the heavy iron door of the cell slammed open.
"1980, come out." The voice of the prison guard came from the door.
"Hehe, you're sending me on my way?" He asked with a smile.
"What are you kid thinking?" A familiar voice came.
He looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "Captain, why are you here?" ”
"Pick you up." Looking at his bearded subordinates, Captain Liu Yong couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
"Pick me up?" He's a little baffled.
"Why do you want to stay here for the rest of your life?"
"No, what's going on?"
"You kid is lucky, that bastard is not only dereliction of duty but also found guilty of collaborating with the enemy, coupled with the activities of the old chief, your kid can be regarded as escaping, but this military uniform can no longer be worn." Liu Yong said regretfully.
"How's that the bastard?" He asked.
"Killed." Liu Yong said disgustedly.
"Cheap bastard, poor my brothers will never come back." As he spoke, his tears couldn't stop flowing.
"Okay, it's all over. Let's go see the brothers first. Liu Yong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and whispered, and then glared at the few prison guards behind him and shouted, "Why are you stunned, you still don't give my brother the torture equipment." ”
"I'm sorry chief, we'll lift it right away." Several prison guards hurriedly said.
In the No. 1 office of the military region, he stood straight in front of No. 1 in a military uniform without a military rank and collar flower, looking at the gray-haired but energetic general in front of him, he was full of emotion, as a soldier he was lucky, and few lieutenants could stand directly in front of the supreme head of the military region to receive his teaching.
He is no stranger to this office, having been here countless times in the past few years, either for meritorious service or to accept assignments.
For the supreme leader of the military region, his heart is full of gratitude, and it is his encouragement and encouragement that he has grown into the elite of the elite who was once a second ancestor, and has become a man worthy of his ancestors.
"Chief." He controlled his complicated heart and gave the last military salute to the No. 1 military region of his own military region.
The No. 1 of the Military Region looked at the young face in front of him kindly, and his heart was also mixed.
In the past few years, it was this young man who looked a little thin who led his detachment, and the southern and northern wars cleared countless dangers for the country, and also earned great glory for themselves.
Thinking of this, the No. 1 of the Military Region began to scold his mother in his heart, if it weren't for that bastard at the headquarters, those young soldiers would not have spilled blood on the battlefield, and the one in front of him would not have been forced to take off his military uniform, "scum." Number One gritted his teeth with hatred.
The No. 1 of the Military Region returned a solemn military salute, then walked out from behind the wide desk, came to him, stretched out his hand and put down his right hand that was still saluting over there, patted him on the shoulder and said kindly: "But your fiery temper has to be changed, and you can't be impulsive in the future, impulsiveness can't solve things, but you have to fold yourself in." ”
"Thank you, Chief." He cried out in tears.
"After returning to the locality, work hard, carry forward the fine traditions of our troops, and don't discredit this bright red military flag." The No. 1 of the military region pointed to the military flag on the side and said.
"Guaranteed to get the job done."
"Good. This is my soldier, go, I will remember to visit my old man at home when I have time in the future, and I will have to disarm and return to the field in a few years. Number One said with a sigh, with a lot of reluctance in his tone.
"Take care, chief." He said.
In the revolutionary martyrs' cemetery, he knelt straight in front of a row of newly erected tombstones, tears flowed down his face, and his mouth kept muttering: "Brothers, it's useless for me to be the eldest brother, I can't bring you back safely, rest assured that your family I will take care of you, and I won't let them be bullied by others, and I will complete your unfulfilled wishes for you......"
In the empty cemetery, a thin figure knelt lonely in front of a tombstone, talking non-stop, how sad the scene was.
Suddenly, the clouds were thick, the wind was blowing, and the fallen leaves on the ground were flying all over the sky, dancing freely in the air like elves.
A loud lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the rain poured down, and his clothes were soaked, but he still knelt on the ground and whispered.
This is a beautiful Ying holding a black umbrella to come to him, blocking him from the pouring rain.
One kneeling, the other standing.
In the majestic rain, the two people looked at the tombstone in front of them and neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
The rain kept falling, and it was getting heavier and heavier.
Three days later, taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, he took one last look at the bloody and sweaty training ground, and walked out of the camp gate without looking back.
In the barracks, all the comrades-in-arms, including Liu Yong, stood by the window and watched the back in the dark.
Political commissar Wang Bin said lonely: "This boy with no conscience, just left without looking back?" ”
"No, I won't go back." Liu Yong said confidently.
As soon as the words fell, they walked out of the gate and turned back, shouting tears and solemnly saluting a final military salute.
The lights in the camp were all turned on in an instant, and the comrades-in-arms stood by the window to salute and shouted, "Ghost, go home often." ”
"I often go home and see. Is this a place where outsiders can enter? The ghost smiled bitterly.
"Farewell, my beloved place."