"Hey, Tim, you're still writing with this? Why not just a video or something? That would be much more convenient! An American sergeant passed by Tim, looked at Tim writing letters on the edge of the table, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, now it's the twenty-first century, and the people who still use this kind of paper letters, except for the old-fashioned old guys, must only be people with strange thinking, Tim looks quite normal, so this behavior seems very strange. But now they are in such an area, and handwritten letters are the most reliable behavior, so as not to leak their location.

"You don't understand, man, that is the only way to write a letter that makes people feel very surprised, to read this letter seriously, and I am writing to someone who is a little bit special...... How so? It's a bit of a quirk! Tim smiled at him, "Sergeant Streel, which bastards are okay today?" I heard that they were going to destroy one of the enemy's fortresses. ”

"It's not a fortress, it's just a chaotic and chaotic mountainous area, and there must be no good fruit there, only they are unlucky. It is estimated that it will be embarrassed to return back, and it is said that the Russians are helping in that place...... God knows what those guys who gave orders thought. The sergeant seemed a little dissatisfied with this, and left the tent with a shake of his head.

It is a temporary military base of the US military in Syria. Their main purpose here is to stop a guerrilla group of supporters of the Syrian government forces active in the mountains, to stop their attacks on the Syrian rebels, and to assist the rebels in their attacks against the government forces. Delay the offensive of government forces in the central city.

There are not many US troops stationed here, only about 100 people, and these more than 100 people are generally auxiliary personnel, including technical and tactical guidance for the rebels, medical personnel, and some units that are convenient for reconnaissance and communication. The real combat crew was only forty-six people, less than fifty.

Sure enough, not long after, near the base, seven or eight armed men hurriedly drove back. They were supposed to go for a sneak attack, but they were attacked themselves. The guerrillas were very cunning and tactically flexible, often taking advantage of their geographical advantages to kill and injure American troops who came out to fight.

"Three wounded, one dead!" One of the sergeants in charge of operations said to a lieutenant officer who came out to check, "They are like groundhogs, as if they have come out of the ground, and we have no way to resist in front of and behind you, so we can only retreat." When the sergeant said this, his face was blank and tired.

There was a corpse lying on the ground, and three wounded people had been carried to the base by medical personnel. Tim watched from the sidelines, silent. He's seen it a lot now. Even again, their base was attacked, many people were killed, only sixteen escaped, and the rest of the thirty were killed.

The leader is right, the real battlefield is the place where people are trained, and the environment of those operations he participated in in the past is far less complex and changeable than on the battlefield. You never know where your place is and where it will attack you. So his mentality has changed a lot from his enthusiasm at the beginning to his insensitivity later.

"Tim, you'll be in charge of the next operation!" The lieutenant glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, said coldly, he was already numb, and then shook his hand, "Carry him away, those damned bastards, teach them a good lesson, Tim - don't get hurt, get the brothers out whole!" So saying, he went straight to the tent.

Tim pursed his lips and didn't speak. There is no need to explain this, he is no longer the kind of person who has no brains, he is now more and more able to calmly observe the battlefield and analyze the situation, and his personality has gradually become tougher.

There are no trees in the mountains of Syria, except for a few weeds and stones, and the daunting wind. However, the weather today is not bad, and the wind is light, which means that the accuracy of the shot will be improved a bit, but despite this, the hit rate is not ideal. Tim occupies a relatively high terrain that overlooks the situation below, but is also an easy position to spot and attack, and he chooses several places to keep himself in turn.

In fact, the battle here did not have any warning, and it began so suddenly. With a crisp gunshot, one of the snipers in ambush below Tim was suddenly hit, but only slightly wounded, and shot in the arm. It is clear that there are also snipers on the other side. But the flicker of the fire betrayed him, and Tim made a decisive move. Almost as soon as the fire flickered over there, his gun went off.

After the shot, he immediately changed places and did not look at the wounded, because he was still able to move, and he took the initiative to leave the battlefield. Tim instead went to another location. When he left, his original position was dusted by bullets, and it was clear that they had more than one sniper.

The exchange of fire was not intense, it was just such sporadic shooting, and Tim never cared if he hit the other party or killed the other party. After firing the shot, he decisively left his original position. He was using a Thunderbolt's sniper rifle, and Tim never recorded how many people had been killed by this gun. It is estimated that there are already more than a hundred people.

He felt that keeping track of the number of people he had killed was a painful thing for him.

Such sporadic battles continued into the evening. At night, as if an appointment, both sides stopped firing. Tim was still lying on his stomach, looking around vigilantly through the viewing glass. No one can know if the enemy will carry out a sneak attack in the dark. Although it is a tacit agreement between the two sides not to attack each other at night, but what if?

yes, what if? Tim didn't want to be left to chance. So he was always watching and didn't miss a chance. Someone next to him was whispering, and he was more than ten meters away from Tim. The speech was very soft, and even at this distance, Tim could not hear what they were saying.

However, from time to time, a complaining scolding or two broke out, but I heard it very clearly. He couldn't help but smile and wanted to interject a word, but after thinking about it, he held back, he was the leader of this operation and had to be responsible for this operation. So he just laughed and turned his attention to the front.

There was silence all around, and the silence made people feel a little nervous. But this intermittent sound made the nerves relax a little. Tim felt as if something black was moving in front of him. At this time, it was definitely not a beast or anything like that that could appear in the field of vision, he vigilantly adjusted the telescope in his hand again, which was with night vision, and he could see clearly what was in front of him.

"Ready for battle!" Tim's voice was a little tight, but it was enough to reach everyone's ears. Although night raids are increasingly uncommon in the current war, these guerrillas still use this traditional method of surprise attacks, and Tim's warning immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Sergeant Stryll climbed up to Tim's side, and Tim handed him the night vision goggles and said, "They've invested enough money to have a company." ”

"So, what was your decision?" Sergeant Stryll lowered his binoculars and looked at Tim.

"Get out of here as soon as possible!" Tim whispered to Sergeant Striele, "You leave with them now, I'm here to stall as long as I can." They also have armored vehicles, the T72 tanks of the Russians. However, the role in the mountains is to intercept our retreat, hurry up! ”

Sergeant Stryll pursed his lips, then nodded, pinched Tim's shoulder with one hand, and then quietly climbed down, waved his hand, and led the group of people on his side to quietly retreat from behind. Tim was the only one left, and after about ten minutes of their descent from the mountain, Tim calculated the distance, and it was now about a thousand meters or so. If they were to get closer, Striele and the others would not be able to get rid of them.

"Bang-" A gunshot rang out, and Sergeant Stryll seemed to have been hit, he froze, glanced back, and waved them back. The gunfire came in an orderly manner, and they quickly found the car down the hill, so the group evacuated to the camp by car. Sergeant Strieter left a car behind so that Tim could evacuate.

Sergeant Strieter's evacuation went smoothly, and they returned to camp without waiting for Tim to return. There is a dark cloud hanging over everyone's heart. But they did not dare to fight in the area, nor could they mobilize troops from a military base in Turkey, far away, so everything had to wait.

When the sky is slightly bright. The Captain finally gave the order for a search, and sent a five-man tactical team, led by Sergeant Striele, towards the previous night's combat zone. They walked for more than three hours from the camp to the battleground, and before arriving, they also flew a small drone to conduct reconnaissance. It was only after confirming that there was no exchange of fire in the area that he entered with great caution. And from the images, the exchange of fire in that area last night must have been very intense, and there were people lying everywhere.

Yes, there were lying people everywhere in that area, but they were all corpses. It's almost all over the mountains. And the guerrillas retreated in such a hurry that it was as if they had fled in disarray. It's too late to take all the bodies away. Maybe they didn't even think about taking the body away.

"Someone!" Suddenly, Sergeant Striele raised his automatic rifle behind a nearby rock, but a hand was stretched out from behind the rock, and a shout was heard: "Safety! Striele! ”

It was Tim, everyone was overjoyed, Striele gestured, and the two of them went around to stand on guard, and he and the other two rushed over quickly, and saw a person sitting with his back against the rock, his face full of oil paint, but it could be seen that this was Tim. He was grinning at Streil.

It was a very beautiful sniper fight. Tim took advantage of his night vision devices, coupled with his accurate shooting, keen judgment of danger and high tactical literacy, to successfully snipe the enemy. And Sergeant Stryll counted the corpses on the ground afterwards, and there were sixty-five in all.

Originally, Tim already had a very outstanding ability in peacetime tasks, and this battle established his position in the army. For this battle, he was awarded the Order of the Silver Star.

The next time Qiu Fengyu saw Tim, it was a year and a half later. For a year and a half, Tim has mostly been on combat missions in the Syrian region, and the intensity of the fighting is very high. But that's what Tim needs. He actively sought out opportunities to fight, whether against Russians, government forces, or partisans. Even the Kurds. Relationships here are very complicated, and friends today may be enemies tomorrow.

It's definitely very difficult to survive here. So the average combatant can only stay here for half a year before being transferred by the military, while Tim has been fighting here for a long time, which is enough for him to gain enough combat skills and a strong enough combat reflection.

And Qiu Fengyu completed the filming of two movies in this year and a half. And the first film based on his experience was a huge success, earning $800 million at the global box office. The fact that such a western film can be so successful is definitely unexpected for many people. And Qiu Fengyu also received a salary and dividends of nearly 50 million US dollars.

The money continued to be invested in Miranda's company, and after more than half a year of operation, Miranda's model contest also achieved unprecedented attention and gained great reputation, and in the process of this beauty pageant, some models began to emerge and began to make profits for the company.

Miranda is a master of this, she has a very keen business sense, and superb business methods. Her business ability is more attractive than her as a model. Because of the good salary, Qiu Fengyu invested in Davis to open his network software technology company, and used Davis's own expertise to start designing various application software and online games. This is a money-burning project, Qiu Fengyu invested the remaining 20 million US dollars in the early stage, and will invest in the future.

Sandra, on the other hand, got her wish to get Qiu Fengyu's noodle restaurant, and Taro Suzuki finally returned to Japan after a year. But before leaving, he repeatedly assured Qiu Fengyu that he would not return to the Black Tiger Club, and in the process of pursuing kendo, he felt that the pursuit of extreme enjoyment of food made him even more obsessed. His return to Japan was only temporary, and he wanted to realize the highest level of ramen practice.

Okay, this guy is really a bit stupid, even if he achieves the highest level of ramen, what can he do? At least Qiu Fengyu persuaded him, but he once again showed his stubborn temperament, and still went back to practice without hesitation. And opened a small noodle restaurant in Japan, which quickly became popular in Japan.

When Qiu Fengyu met Tim, Tim was carrying a backpack and walked into the courtyard door of the house with his legs raised. Then the door of the house opened, and Qiu Fengyu walked out of it, and behind him were all the people in the family, except for Taro Suzuki, who were not there. They all came over to say hello to Tim.

"It's just a dream, I can't believe I'm back home!" Tim has grown stronger, his muscles are strong, and he is very tall, and he does not have the childishness of the family at all.

"Well done, Tim" Qiu Fengyu said as he hugged Tim and patted him on the shoulder.

"I didn't disappoint you!" Tim also smiled at Qiu Fengyu, and then whispered to Qiu Fengyu, "My next thing is revenge, but I can't remember another thing, which is the treasure map, I think I should forget to step on it forever, right?" ”

Qiu Fengyu didn't make a sound, just pinched his shoulder, nodded, and got out of the way, so the family hugged Tim one by one. Truth be told, Tim has been out for almost two years and they have never forgotten or him. I've been looking forward to his return, and this is a complete home.

Dinner was cooked by Qiu Fengyu himself. After eating, Tim and Qiu Fengyu sat on the balcony. The two said this. Tim lifted the beer bottle, touched it with Qiu Fengyu, and said, "I can only stay at home for a week, and then I will start my revenge." ”

Qiu Fengyu sighed: "I still have to do it after all." Do it clean! He didn't dissuade Tim because he knew it couldn't be dissuaded, and he wouldn't dissuade it.

Tim nodded, finished the beer in the bottle, stood up, and patted Qiu Fengyu on the shoulder: "Boss, if I am still alive, I will definitely stay at home." I went to find Jennifer, I didn't want to tell her the truth, I just wanted to stay with her for a few days, and then say goodbye, and if I couldn't come back, let her go! ”

Qiu Fengyu nodded, did not get up, after Tim left. Then there was another person sitting beside her, it was Ryoko Yonekura, her bright eyes looked at Qiu Fengyu, she couldn't help sighing, and looked at Qiu Fengyu: "Can you finally leave with confidence?" Leaving this place? Ryoko Yonekura's face had a sad look.

"Can you see that?" Qiu Fengyu looked at her in surprise and smiled, "The Chinese have a saying, 'There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed,' so dividing and merging is the normal state of life." I think...... Now it's time to leave. I've made three movies now, and it's helped me make a lot of money, enough for me to go anywhere. ”

"But...... Why? Ryoko Yonekura said in a hoarse voice.

Qiu Fengyu shook his head and smiled: "There are not so many whys." That's what life is. When I was living in China, I never imagined that one day I would go to Russia and then to Ukraine. When I was in Ukraine, I never thought I would go to the United States, but in the United States, I thought it was time for me to actively look for something different......"

The two of them didn't speak anymore, they both looked out silently, and the night outside was getting deeper. Qiu Fengyu's side came from the sound of extremely fine breathing, very calm. It sounded like Ryoko Yonekura was already asleep. He stood up, took a blanket from the living room, and put it over Ryoko Yonekura.

Ryoko Yonekura listened to the extremely thin footsteps of Qiu Fengyu leaving. Her eyes opened, but she didn't move, just lay still, and let the tears run down the corners of her eyes. In the mouth, the taste is astringent. She knew that Qiu Fengyu should have left. He may never come back here, or maybe he will come back one day.

Qiu Fengyu parked the car in the parking lot of the airport, and he planned to leave a message for Sandra to take the car after he got on the plane. He also had a plane ticket in his hand. When I walked to the hall, I looked back at the city and felt a little emotional. It was here that he found the quiet life he had ever sought. But he couldn't control things going in the other direction. He became famous and rich.

But this is not something that Qiu Fengyu is strongly pursuing. He has always been fulfilling their dreams for the family members who have joined his family, but his dreams have gradually disappeared. But these people are his family, and he is willing to pay for them, and he feels very satisfied.

Turning back again, Qiu Fengyu slowly turned around and walked towards the boarding gate. When he found his seat, he sat down, and then the two women next to him who covered their faces with books got up slightly, then looked at Qiu Fengyu, and said with a smile: "Hey, Qiu, this journey really won't be lonely!" ”

Qiu Fengyu couldn't help but smile. Then he shook his head.

April and Ryoko Yonekura smiled at Qiu Fengyu, and then sandwiched Qiu Fengyu in the middle: "We all want to know, where will your next adventure be?" If you can't go through this with you, then more than half of the meaning of life will be lost. ”

Qiu Fengyu couldn't help laughing, looked left and right and said, "Okay, girls, since you are all willing to give up everything and start from scratch with me, then...... Let's take a new journey. ”

The plane took off in the morning light, and the fuselage reflected a golden light under the glow of the sky, and Los Angeles under the plane left behind the legendary story of a legendary person, which was once remembered by Hollywood and will be remembered by the family who will continue to live here!

(End of book) (To be continued.) )