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Gao Ming, Li Zixin, Lin Xiaozhe, Chu Yun, Gao Yijing, and Wei Qingye themselves are all from the background of military and political families.

The guns and ammunition in it are no worse than the training ground of the troops.

When this training hall was first built, it was equipped with a lot of keys, and several of their younger generation had a key in their hands.

Wei Qingye, who has never entered the shooting training hall since the accident four years ago, took the key to open the door of the shooting range.

The lights were on, and it was bright everywhere.

The hand hanging from his waist was clenched into a fist repeatedly.

He silently walked to the display case where the guns were placed, picked up a disassembled Type 95 assault rifle and began to assemble it.

He was too focused, and he didn't notice that Gao Yijing, who came with him, walked in gently, looking at him through the transparent tempered glass, with an incomprehensible complexity in his eyes.

I have not touched the gun for many years, and the assembly technique has not regressed at all, and soon a complete Type 95 assault rifle was assembled in Wei Qingye's hands, he proofread the preparation with an expressionless face, and then quickly picked up the gun.

But at the moment of holding the gun, his arms stiffened violently, his head began to be congested again, and his breathing gradually became messy.

"My wish is that there will be no more fighting by terrorist organizations, no more drug cartels harming the people, and no more arms reselling."

When his breath trembled, the voice of the old time resounded in his ears, so clear and real across time and space.

And he who said this was him.

Zhong Ming! Zhong Ming! Zhong Ming!

How could he betray him like that?

How could it be!

This was during an exercise between the Red and Blue Armies, and when they were waiting for a good opportunity to assault the Red Army Headquarters, as a special operations unit of the Blue Army, Yue Lei asked them what their wishes were, and Zhong Ming replied.

At that time, Wei Qingye didn't say anything, just listened to them quietly.

Wu Tian's wish is to have the opportunity to marry a beautiful wife and go home to nurse the child after guarding the country. Yue Lei's wish is to have a luxurious kitchen at this moment, where there is endless food, and this compressed dry food can fade out of the bird.

After listening to what they said, Zhong Ming handed the beef jerky in his bag to Yue Lei, and then Top Gun said his wish.

Because then, there will be no more so-called fighting. After speaking, he said in a ridiculous tone, "Then you can go back to the New Oriental exam and become an excellent chef, you don't have to worry about you not being fat, you can cook by yourself, and the deliciousness is endless." And the golden eagle can go back to be a daddy and a baby.2 When the time comes, you can wait for us to call us godfather. ”

Wu Tianhao said sassily: "It's no problem to call my godfather, the key is to see how many red envelopes you give me." ”

"One by one, daydream!" It was the snake eagle Tan Weicheng who interrupted their speculation, he looked at his watch and said, "If you want me to say, the most important thing for me now is to quickly take down the Red Army, otherwise after the exercise, our heads will be screwed off by the raccoon, isn't it, captain?" ”

Therefore, it is the happiest thing to disperse the action, make a quick decision, and quickly go back to the dormitory and sleep under the quilt.

With my eyes closed, memories flashed through my mind one by one. The bone-cutting betrayal paralyzed the whole body.

The owl Yue Lei, the golden eagle Wu Tian, the monkey eagle Tan Zhiwen, the big turtledove Yan Lang, and the vulture Li Bowen all sacrificed・・・・・・

Now that they have chosen special operations forces, they all know that they may one day die in the line of duty. What keeps them dead is betrayal.

Perhaps before they died, they never thought about what it was like to be betrayed. And Wei Qingye never thought that when he went, he was full of strong men, but when he came, he took him out of the brother's door and abandoned it in the forest on the border.

Even today, the troops are afraid of affecting their families, so they dare not expose their true identities who sacrificed, and can only use a 'nameless sacrifice' to commemorate their deceased heroes.

"Hoo ・・・・・・"

Because the pain was too deep, the forehead slowly oozed sweat, Wei Qingye breathed a sigh of relief, forcibly suppressed the cranky thoughts in his brain, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the humanoid target in the distance, indifferently pulled the trigger, and shot the first shot.

"Bang Bang Bang ・・・・・・"

After firing five more shots in a row, he slammed the gun and closed his eyes in pain again.

By feeling, he knew that he had missed the bull's-eye with another shot. This kind of still life shooting should have been nine out of ten when he went to military school!

Why still not・・・・・・

Since that year, when he and the snake eagle returned from the border, he has not been able to touch each other again. As soon as he touched the gun, a blood-red color appeared in front of him, and his vision was completely obscured, and he couldn't see the target in front of him clearly. At first, he thought he would be able to get out of the shadows quickly, but after three months, he realized that he couldn't hit any bullseyes!

Because every time he touches a gun, the same image will appear in front of his eyes.

In the picture, there are pairs of eyes that trust him, following him in and out of the land of tigers and wolves again and again. In four years, he never made a mistake and brought them back safely. But with just one mistake, he lost the lives of all his brothers.

The average age of those brothers was only twenty-three・・・・・・

Back then, he took the initiative to ask Ying to take them to surround the arms chiefs・・・・・・

The arm holding the gun hung down weakly, and he stroked his forehead with one hand, and the pain that he didn't want to show in front of others was released, and he hated himself.

I hated myself for not being able to bring them all back, and I blamed myself for why I experienced a blow and collapsed.

He obviously didn't want to!

More than anyone else, he wanted to pick up the gun again, personally arrest the traitor Zhong Ming, and pay tribute to the young lives in front of the nameless monument.

Now, Zhong Ming, who has disappeared for four years, has finally appeared, but he can't do it with every shot, and he can't do it as easily as he did back then.

But how can you be willing?

How could it!

He was not reconciled!

With his teeth clenched and his arms straining hard, he picked up the gun again, tried to calm his heart, adjusted himself to the best state, and pulled the trigger again.

Gao Yijing, who saw everything in his eyes, bit her lip distressedly.

One, two, three・・・・・・

Soon, five more shots were fired, and the shooting range returned to calm. Wei Qingye pressed the teleportation button, and the shooting target was quickly teleported to his eyes.

Looking at the target as it was, Wei Qingye's fist squeezed, and he punched hard, smashing it on the glass on his side.

Another missed shot!

"Qingye! What are you doing! I never thought that he would abuse himself, and Gao Yijing, who had been watching quietly, was startled by him, pushed open the door and jumped in.

She grabbed Wei Qingye's hand that was stabbed by glass slag and was full of injuries and blood, and her anxious voice was trembling, "If you don't hit the target, you won't hit the target, why do you force yourself?" It's glass! Your feelings aren't made of meat, are they? Doesn't it hurt? ”

Wei Qingye turned his head slowly, indifferently looking at Gao Yijing, who suddenly appeared at the shooting range. Gao Yijing didn't say much nonsense, and quickly took out the medicine box in the shooting gallery, and took out tweezers, gauze and medical alcohol. It's just that when she held his hand and held the tweezers, she suddenly found that she couldn't help but pull out the glass slag on the back of his hand.

It must hurt, right?

Wei Qingye took the tweezers from Gao Yijing's hand expressionlessly, all his expressions retreated, and his face returned to calm. He lowered his eyes and pulled the glass shards on the back of his hand piece by piece, as if he was not the one who was hurting at the moment, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

"I said that you are usually such a calm person, how can you be angry with yourself in a good manner?" Seeing Yin Hong's blood dripping from the back of his hand, Gao Yijing hurriedly took the medical alcohol and wanted to pour it on his hand and clean his wounds.

However, I still can't do it.

She used medical alcohol, and when she was a child, she fell from a tree and broke her head, and the pain she still remembers vividly.

Wei Qingye put down the tweezers, and took the medical alcohol in her hand without saying a word, without using a cotton swab, and poured it directly towards the back of her hand.

"・・・・・・Hey!" Frightened by his movements, Gao Yijing almost lifted the table to expose, "You don't hurt!" How can you pour medical alcohol like this? With a cotton swab! ”

Unfortunately, the man seemed to ignore her words and ignored them.

"In the end, the people who came out of the army are all a group of livestock!" Gao Yijing rolled her eyes speechlessly, and smacked fiercely, "No, animals also know that it hurts, can you tell me if you will hurt?" ”

Wei Qingye only pretended that he didn't hear it, and picked up the gauze again and silently wrapped it around the back of his hand. After briefly treating the wound on his hand, he raised his eyes and looked at Gao Yijing and said, "It's so late, why are you here?" ”

"It's not late, it's only nine o'clock." Gao Yijing raised her eyebrows and said, "Everyone has the key in their hands, if you want to come, you won't allow me to come?" ”

"・・・・・・" Wei Qingye was silent, picked up the Type 95 assault gun on the side, and slowly dismantled it. In a moment, in his skillful movements, the gun was disassembled. He put the parts into the gun case one by one.

Everything went back to normal, if it weren't for the glass shards, blood stains, and his hand wrapped in a sand cloth still dangling in the past, Gao Yijing might really think that nothing had happened in the first moment.

She looked at his hand and stopped talking.

Wei Qingye got up, silently walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out of the window. Gao Yijing hesitated, walked to the door and took out the supper he took out from the car, pretending to be careless and said: "I brought you supper, and I just arrived at your door and watched you drive out, curious about what you were doing, and everything followed you." ”

Wei Qingye, "・・・・・・"

"Why, I brought you food at night, and I still don't look appreciative?" Gao Yijing smirked twice, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you don't appreciate it, you won't be able to send it a few times in the future anyway." ”

"What do you mean ・・・・・・?" At this time, Wei Qingye turned around, not knowing what Gao Yijing meant.

Gao Yijing shrugged: "I'm leaving." ”

"Let's go? Where to? ”

"Traveling the world, you know, it's my dream."

“・・・・・・”

"Why do you have such an expression, if you are reluctant to me, I will not laugh at you if you say it." Gao Yijing took two steps forward and smiled at Wei Qingye, "How about it, don't you think about keeping your cute little sister?" ”

"When are you leaving?"

"A week or so."

“・・・・・・”

Wei Qingye stopped talking again. Gao Yijing raised her eyebrows and asked, "What, I heard that I was leaving, so you don't have anything to say to me?" ”

Wei Qingye, "・・・・・・"

"Forget it, I can't say anything good from your mouth, I still won't listen to you." Gao Yijing looked at Wei Qingye's silent appearance, her expression darkened for a moment, and then she shook her head in a chic manner, "Sister will be gone in the future, don't miss your sister too much." ”

Wei Qingye, "・・・・・・"

"Oops, you're suffocating!" Finally, Gao Yijing stomped her foot absently, rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it, I'll tell you something, it's time for me to go home and make a trip plan so late." I won't tell you, bye-bye. ”

With that, she turned and left.

"Yijing!" Just as she was about to step out the door, the man behind her suddenly stopped her. Her back was to him, her eyes fluctuating violently. She clenched her fists and took a deep breath. She turned to him, smiled at him and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

He didn't say anything to keep her, and whispered, "No matter where you go, take care of yourself." ”

Gao Yijing smiled back, "I will, I will come back to see you in my lifetime!" ”

"・・・・・・ you!" Wei Qingye's brows furrowed.

"I'm talking about having fun!" Gao Yijing put away her cynical appearance, and her voice suddenly became lighter. She looked at his face and said, "You too, take care of yourself." Since you have been discharged from the army, you have been eating irregularly all year round, which has led to a bad stomach, no matter how busy you are in the future, how late you stay up, you must remember to eat. ”

Wei Qingye, "・・・・・・"

"Heh, you're not a three-year-old, why am I telling you this? I really am. Facing his silence, Gao Yijing smiled self-deprecatingly, "Okay, I really won't tell you, I'm leaving!" Don't think too much about me, I'll be on TV a lot. ”

Wei Qingye, "・・・・・・"

"Goodbye." Softly, I said goodbye.

The moment she turned around, she gradually looked away from his face, and it was not until she turned her back to him that she snapped her eyes together.

Taking a deep breath, she took the first step.

Two-step, three-step, four-step・・・・・・

She went farther and farther.

When she was sure that her figure was out of his sight, she could no longer suppress her emotions and leaned against the telephone pole on the side of the road, unable to cry.

She had always loved her, but she knew from the beginning that she would never have the power to make him smile.

So, goodbye, don't miss again.