When I came back three years later, Brigade A was still the same Brigade A, but there were so many old faces in the iron-clad battalion...... But they were never seen again.

Some people left the barracks they loved because of injuries, and there were also people who were separated by yin and yang, and when they said goodbye, they could only see a serious photo and a feats that the world could not imagine - the base of the A Brigade in the early morning was still so active, and there was a group of people, but they were forever behind the mountain, looking at this beloved base, watching this great country they loved and gave their lives.

Zheng Yingqi came back from the cemetery behind the mountain, sat on the hillside where Yuan Lang liked to sit the most, looked at the base below, looked at the sweaty recruits and veterans in the base, and ...... for a long time Slowly stupid.

From the world of Bright Sword, although it is only three years, it is an indescribable sublimation for Zheng Yingqi - this country that has risen again from suffering, there are too many people who have given everything for her.

Under the light of the morning sun, Yuan Lang, who was hanging three stars and two bars, was still walking slowly as before, with a piece of grass in his mouth, he was still wearing a vest and showing his strong muscles as before, waving his hand to signal Zheng Yingqi not to pretend to salute himself, and then calmly sat next to Zheng Yingqi and asked, "What are you looking at?" So fascinating? ”

"Look at my home."

Yuan Lang smiled, stretched out his hand and put his back on Zheng Yingqi's shoulders without an image, and said with a smile: "Is there a feeling that the wanderer has returned to his hometown so beautiful and charming?" ”

"Yes."

Although he was satisfied with the answer he heard, Yuan Lang still disgusted and said: "You are getting more and more boring, have you been partnering with Xu Sanduo for too long and have become a stuffy gourd?" ”

"It may be that you have been promoted, and you have majesty."

Yuan Lang laughed, grabbing Zheng Yingqi's head with both hands was a good meal, until Zheng Yingqi admitted his mistake before letting go of Zheng Yingqi's head, and said with a smile: "Well, you are very good, just like I thought." ”

He is talking about Zheng Yingqi's achievements - three years of military school, Zheng Yingqi's excellence did not disappoint Yuan Lang, although he was so good that his own seedlings were almost snatched away.

"Have a nice errand, would you like to go?"

"Just come back and drive me away, deputy brigade, isn't it a little unkind?"

Zheng Yingqi's complaining appearance made Yuan Lang laugh, and he pointed at Zheng Yingqi and said, "Heh, you kid has learned to complain, and you have a chance!" Okay, then I won't arrest you! Don't regret it! ”

"I definitely regret it," Zheng Yingqi salivated, and he said as casually and "shamelessly" as he did three years ago, "I regret it now." ”

Yuan Lang shook his head, expressing that he was full of disdain for Zheng Yingqi's remorseful behavior, and then entered the text and said: "There is a unit in the XX Military Region, which was approved by the higher authorities for reform some time ago, and will be reorganized into an assault force in the nature of a rapid reaction force, and at the same time, a company-level special operations squadron will be established. ”

"Old A's support group, you are the team leader."

"Me?" Zheng Yingqi was stunned and said, "Isn't this okay?" ”

"What? Feel like you don't have enough qualifications now? When I asked you to train a group of officers, I didn't see you pushing! ”

Zheng Yingqi looked at his deputy brigade in amazement-can you say this? Who drove the ducks to the shelves in the first place? Now it's still that I haven't pushed back?

"That's it, come to my office at noon, give you a list, you pick people yourself - that unit, traced back to the Anti-Japanese War period, is an old army with outstanding achievements, don't feel like you are the boss when the time comes, when people play special operations, our old A doesn't even have a shadow." Yuan Lang admonished.

"There are such troops?" Zheng Yingqi was stunned for a moment - although during the Anti-Japanese War, our army's armed forces had the attributes of special forces, but at that time, how could there be a sense of special operations in China?

"That's your kid's shallow knowledge," Yuan Lang patted his ass and got up and left, and said as he walked: "You'll know when you get to the ground, remember to come over after lunch at noon, don't think about coming to my office to mix with the small stove!" ”

"Deputy brigade, don't be so stingy!" Zheng Yingqi shouted from behind, but kept watching Yuan Lang walk away.

This is what he only learned last night - more than a year ago, Yuan Lang led the team on a mission, but after coming back, he stayed in the hospital for three months, and after being discharged from the hospital, he was qualified to be the deputy captain of the A team, but on the training ground, Yuan Lang's shadow never appeared again.

No one could imagine what was wrong under Yuan Lang's seemingly solid body, and no one even mentioned the action a year ago, but Gao Cheng looked at Yuan Lang's gaze, but he was full of distress and respect.

"He made a professional report." Gao Cheng sighed and appeared behind Zheng Yingqi.

"Huh?"

Zheng Yingqi looked at Gao Cheng in shock.

Gao Cheng didn't explain, just lit a cigarette, took a hard breath, and said, "It is said that the soldiers of the iron battalion are flowing water, but this flowing water...... After all, there are people who have thoughts, joys, sorrows, and sorrows! ”

He ...... How can he type a professional report? Zheng Yingqi looked at Gao Cheng blankly, Gao Cheng shook his head silently, but he never said the reason, he just patted Zheng Yingqi on the shoulder and said:

"He...... Alas......"

A helpless sigh, full of melancholy and helplessness, and heartache.