"This time I have entered the border of Yunnan Province, it's time to go home, compatriots."

Yang Fenglan muttered to herself, her handsome and beautiful little face facing the gentle breeze in the morning, and her forehead was still sweating profusely at first. It wasn't until the gentle warm breeze blew on the ends of her hair that her rain-soaked cheeks gradually turned into her usual handsome and pretty look, and in this way, the machine gun was a perfect match for her.

Soon at the border checkpoint, the small checkpoint is a bit monotonous in front of the colorful buildings hung with all kinds of billboards, and the streets are filled with couples who are either in love or quarrelling, and there are all kinds of private cars, and none of them are the same style or the same shape.

The car slowly drove into the checkpoint, only to see Yang Fenglan's hands leave the machine gun, the car slowly stopped, and the driver also opened the door at this moment and walked over with the serious face of the border inspector.

The expatriates looked through the window at this familiar and unfamiliar place, and couldn't help but breathe in the fresh air indoors.

Yang Fenglan looked at the tall building, amazed and at the same time adjusted her erratic mood with her own curious and emotional heart.

The lights in the dark city are bright, the black muzzle is raised high, and before it has time to show off its might, it is suppressed by the powerful aura of the city, no one cares about this machine gun, only Yang Fenglan cares more about the meaning and survival of this gun.

The cars drove out of the checkpoint one by one, and the bright red characters were getting farther and farther away from the convoy, and they were quietly buried in the bright lights and prosperity of the world.

The warm wind is a little faster, blowing the curtain of the small shop, swaying and looking very dense, in the dark corner of the city is a group of middle-aged and elderly people's stage, some of them are playing and singing and painting their faces, and a mouthful of Beijing accent is patting the bamboo board, in this city, they are not welcome aliens.

The car entered the city, the bright moonlight shone on the iron sheet and armor of the warrior car, under the helmet, no one could see Yang Fenglan's handsome face, took out his mobile phone to take a selfie, make a card, or leave a souvenir, post on social platforms, in short, surrounded many people.

Yang Fenglan's eyes are not very calm, from time to time to sweep around, roughly observe the surrounding lights and drunken gold, a hot air balloon in the sky is hovering in the sky, cigarette butts and wine bottles from time to time accurately fall on a garbage field, the sound of glass breaking mixed with symphony, the smoke-filled city in the depths of the quite a paradise-like style.

"No one cares about the smell of smoke!"

The roaring sound covered up the rumbling engine sound, and only a roar and noise were heard in the dark alley, and the abruptly stopped Allegro and Peking Opera attracted a lot of abuse and accusations in an instant, but soon, although the red and blue lights flashed, a police car stopped there, and it didn't take long for the troublemakers and the parties at the scene to be arrested and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Fenglan felt strange, but she didn't dare to ask more, after all, the special occupation made her not have the habit of talking at will, this is to drive to the airport, the road is very close, the city traffic is developed, the deeper the street, the more people smoke, but a few children who set off firecrackers at the gate of the mall have been taken away.

The crowd of people looked at the armored car, several young people were talking, pointing to Yang Fenglan's head and not knowing what to talk about, there were almost no old people walking on the street, and the country had nothing to do about it.

The sound of horns mingled together, and the crowded intersection was filled with many cars, even if the siren opened the way, whether you were an armored car or a car, it would be crowded here.

Yang Fenglan became the focus of attention the moment she stopped, and somehow, the driver became a character under the white flash like her, everyone didn't know what was being recorded, she didn't understand it, she didn't understand, she just continued to be serious, that's all.

The red light turned green, the car drove like a flood, and drove to three intersections, and the convoy went straight and went straight to Airport Avenue.

At the airport, where the crowds are most densely populated and where there are the most cameras in contemporary fashion, the buses drove to the underground parking lot, and the horn sounded as if to say goodbye to the convoy escorts.

The team returned the salute, and time passed quickly, and Yang Fenglan's warrior car was still in the first position at the beginning, but now she was relieved and did not have the extreme tension just now.

The car drove to the outskirts, and the infantry fighting vehicle parted ways with the armored car, and it was not known where it went.

In the military district, there are several eye-catching characters hanging on the buildings that are neither tall nor low: "Obey the party's command, be able to win battles, and have a good work style." ”

And the hard-trained recruits under these eight words truly embody the deep meaning of these words, Yang Fenglan got out of the car, sorted out her dress and grooming, and prevented picketing.

The car drove back to the warehouse, leaving Yang Fenglan alone, before she had time to report to her superiors, she had to change into a training uniform, and then go to make a work report, attend a meeting, and everything returned to normal life, continue training, continue to report, and continue to have meetings.

Gently walked into the strange and familiar hallway, knocked on the door where the equipment was stored, and then walked in with the grip, it was dark, the lights were still off, and there was no one.

In the middle of the night, the recruits had already fallen asleep, and I am afraid that there were still a few people in the entire barracks who did not sleep peacefully, gently put down their weapons, put their guns in the cabinet, skillfully and briskly took off their carrying equipment, body armor and other heavy things, and their eyes gradually calmed down, no longer murderous and arrogant, and returned to calm.

Everything is accustomed to it again, the sound of the cicadas outside and the sound of the wind blowing have become a perfect match, deep and quiet, this place is extremely far away from the city and the market, there are only a few villages that were still populated a few years ago, but they are already lonely old people, and now it is also an empty village.

Looking at the weapons in the weapons room, there was an indescribable feeling, and now the only way to turn away was to turn away.

Shaking her head, she knelt down with her weapon on her back and walked out of this place she wanted to come to again, she only had a few numbers in her heart, and it was difficult to crack herself.

In short, 8.1 has arrived.

2020.7.30 day and night, 23.54 minutes.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, there are always guardians.