"So it's goodbye? Is this your comradeship? Hearing ACE leave, Jiang Manyun immediately opened the curtain and looked at Rohmon angrily. He's just looking forward to you leaving and taking over your position, and he's always been keen on that. ”

Rohmon picked up the noodles and ate them quietly.

Jiang Manyun kicked him again. "I'm talking to you, don't patronize and eat."

Rohmon has food in his mouth and his voice is slurred.

"What do you know about comradeship, you can understand a little bit of affection between men and women at most, so don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Manyun looked at him angrily. "But how do you explain that he almost blinded you?"

Rohmon ate without raising his head.

"I'm not a dead man, and it's not so easy for him to blind me." Rohmon ate without raising his head. "Don't talk to me yet, let me eat well."

Jiang Manyun is just a woman. Although she wears a military uniform, she cannot be considered a real soldier because of this, so she has a superficial understanding of the so-called "comradeship". If ACE wanted to be the captain, then he didn't have to agree to transfer Rohmon in at all, ACE had the qualifications and powers. Jiang Manyun may be right in saying one thing, there may not be any friendship between them, but so what? They didn't come here to make friends, as long as they knew that their comrades-in-arms could be trusted when they were on a mission. ACE'S FAREWELL CAME AS A SURPRISE TO HIM.

Rohmon washed his face while he was tidying up the dishes, and from the mirror he could see that on the bed, the smooth back of the female military doctor was still attracting his lust again. As much as he didn't want to admit it, the female medic was his only consolation now. Perhaps, the beautiful and lonely female military doctor felt the same way in her heart.

When his hand touched the smooth back of the female military doctor again, he suddenly felt unprecedented fatigue in his heart. He didn't know what he was going to do tomorrow, Zhong Qianmo's departure made him suddenly lose the guidance of his life and career, only he knew how dazed he was now.

Hugging Jiang Manyun tightly, letting his body and mind fall into the hot softness, this is the most beautiful feeling in front of him. In the quiet of midnight, the two people silently and gently waited for the moment when passion erupted in their bodies.

In the early hours of the morning, Jiang Manyun quietly left Luomon's dormitory barefoot with high heels. Watching her disappear from the doorway, Rohmon suddenly felt a little worried. It can be seen that Jiang Manyun didn't expect his visit to turn out like this, so there was no protective measure between them that night, but what comforted him a little was that Jiang Manyun herself was a doctor, and she knew how to deal with these things better than anyone else.

In the cold morning breeze, the little donkey stood in front of a miserable-looking jeep with a cigarette in his mouth, waiting for Romon.

"It's cool in autumn, especially in this hellish place, and the worst thing is to take you to the train."

The donkey's eyes were red and he looked tired, and his already thin face now looked like a skeleton. He took Romon's large backpack and threw it on the back seat of the jeep, only to find that Rohm was wearing a normal training uniform.

"You're not going to show off your look?"

Romon shook his head. The new uniforms had been ironed, but Rohmon hesitated for a long time and left them in his backpack, if his situation was not good, then there was no need for the uniform to suffer those foreseeable disappointments with him. The morning sun had risen, shining his face half-brightly and darkly, and his eyes sparkling with an inspiring power.

"You're busy at night?" He looked at the haggard donkey.

"ACE received a new mission, and it was already set off in the early hours of this morning, and it took the whole night to prepare the equipment." The little donkey yawned. "ACE IS AS FUSSY AS A."

"That shows that he is responsible." Rohmon smiled and handed the key to his dormitory to the donkey. "You can leave everything you want, and leave the rest with the medics."

"That guitar is okay too?" The little donkey looked at Rohmon hopefully and started the car.

Rohmon hesitated. "That's right, take it if you like, I won't play it again anyway."

The donkey kicked the accelerator to the bottom, and the jeep howled and rushed up the dirt road, all the way out of the base.

"You know what? I submitted my demobilization report yesterday. "The little donkey is nonchalant." I considered your suggestion, you can live without me as a gunsmith in the base, but you can't do without me as a backup. ”

Rohmon looked at him in surprise.

"I may never need the treasures you have prepared again, you don't have to. I've changed my mind now, and I don't want to drag you into such a dangerous affair. ”

The little donkey glanced at Romon.

"I'm also from Unit 128, and I can tell who and how I'm doing real things. his grandma, ace always says he's a tough guy, but I don't think he has any brains, why doesn't he do it with you? ”

Rohmin looked out the window and realized that he might never get a chance to come back.

"I didn't tell him, his personality was too straightforward and I was worried."

The little donkey burst out laughing. "If you know you trust a gunsmith more than him, ACE is going to be angry. Old man Zhong is really a bad guy, he knows that he can't control the future of Unit 128 and leaves such a hand, I have always said that what I admire most in Unit 128 is this old thing. ”

Rohmon smiled bitterly in his heart. Zhong Qianmo expected everything, he was the one with great wisdom, and he selected some people in Unit 128 to form a new secret force, so that even if Unit 128 was disbanded, there would still be people who could stay out of the entire intelligence system and maintain the necessary reserve forces. The only variable in this plan is that An Nianrong accepted others but refused him to join. But Rohm himself does not give up on himself.

"It's not a question of who to trust more, it's a question of order." Rohmon yawned, and didn't close his eyes much at night with the military doctor, and now fatigue hit, and he couldn't support it. "Take your time."

"So, what does it feel like to be a spy?" The little donkey looked full of ambition.

"It's not fun to be a spy." Rohmon closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat. "Trust me, there's more to do than being a spy, and you can't be a spy."

The little donkey turned its head sharply. "And what am I?"

Rohmon snorted from his nose, not knowing whether to laugh at himself or smile. "We call such people sleepers. Joining us means that it is possible to never be awakened and lonely for a lifetime. Are you sure you want this result? ”

"Fucking I knew it was like this, and you never thought of me." The little donkey glanced at Rohmon dissatisfied. "You say, after I knew you, when did you take care of me?"

Romon shook his head. "You're an adult, isn't it looking down on you to take care of you?"

The little donkey nodded angrily. "Fuck you just shake me, when I don't eat your set, you'll look good."

Rohmon smiled and closed his eyes. The little donkey was a jovial young man, and never knew what worry was, especially when he was with weapons, as if the whole world was cut off from him. The reason why Donkey considers Rohmon to be his best friend is because he believes that Rohm is the only one who can make the most of the weapons he has processed.

But the little donkey didn't want him to sleep, and deliberately drove over a few dirt slopes, and the bumpy Dramon opened his eyes again.

"They say you're a spy, so tell me what you've done." The donkey is in a state of euphoria when he lacks sleep. "Let me get to know you again, too."

Rohmon thought for a moment and slowly smiled. "I'm not a spy. Even if I am, I don't talk to you about these things. ”

"Fuck off, this is what **Fei told us personally, who else do you want to deceive?" The little donkey was annoyed. "What's so great about being a spy? Isn't it just stealing chickens and dogs? Hurry up or I'll throw you in the middle of the road. ”

Rohmon gave a funny glance at the little donkey.

"Well, I can't tell you what I've done, but I can tell you what I haven't."

The little donkey looked at Romon. "Isn't that?"

Romon didn't answer him and closed his eyes again. There is a lot of in this world, and it's not a big deal to listen to more than one sentence or less. Spy? He never considered himself a spy. He was only in charge of a few transactions, and although some of them were dangerous, none of them were worth mentioning in Rohm's own opinion.