The follow-up support troops arrived one after another, and immediately gave Lao Mao further first aid, fortunately, he was not injured, but our Group C was basically no longer organized at this time, and if he was reluctant, only Lao Feng, Lao Pang and Dunxiang could continue to fight.

Although it is not a big problem for Lao Feng and the three of them to continue fighting, but, under the instructions of the team leader, the six of us, no, to be exact, the five of us were all asked to evacuate, in fact, the reason is also very simple, we are worried that our emotions will affect the battle, and such emotions can easily make us too aggressive and lead to casualties.

We watched Brother Peng's body being carried into the ambulance, and the remaining five of us also sat on it, along the way, we were speechless, no one looked around, and we all looked intently at Brother Peng's face lying quietly.

Brother Peng was shot in the head, and the bullet passed through the helmet and hit Brother Peng's temple, so except for a lot of blood stains on Brother Peng's face, there was nothing unusual about anything else. Lao Feng wiped the blood on Brother Peng's face, and said with a forced smile: "Brother, let's go home." ”

At this moment, Brother Peng had a quiet expression on his face, without any waves, but he made a few of us cry.

"Brother Peng! Your special speech is not a word, you are special, you are special and you know how to deceive people! Trough! Didn't you say yes, you want to give me your stunt! You're going to give labor and management a lot! Trough! Dunxiang couldn't hold it anymore all of a sudden, he didn't care about the bandages still wrapped around his arms, he stood up from his seat at once, shaking Brother Peng desperately, loudly, crying and scolding, the bandages on his arms had begun to gradually appear red at this moment.

"You're going to stop the labor!" Lao Feng shouted, and simply gave Dunxiang a punch directly, and directly knocked Dunxiang to the seat.

After the punch, Lao Feng continued to wipe the blood stains on Brother Peng's face, wiping it very slowly, until the ambulance stopped firmly at the door of a hospital, and Lao Feng still did not stop his movements.

The door of the ambulance was opened by several paramedics, who skillfully helped and lifted us down. However, all the medical staff were stunned for a moment when they saw Brother Peng, and then continued their work.

Brother Peng's body was temporarily parked in the morgue, and we received the best possible treatment. The injuries of the three of us were not life-threatening, and after being treated again by the hospital, we basically only needed to recuperate, as long as it might have a slight impact on our lives for the rest of our lives.

More than 10 hours later, we received news that the "rat hunt" operation was over, the "volcano" had been killed, and dozens of militants who had entered the country had been killed, wounded, caught, and escaped. Theoretically, we should be extra excited about this kind of news, but, on the contrary, the five of us didn't react much, and we were still immersed in Brother Peng's sadness.

The bodies of the six of us and some other members of the special operations team who were slightly wounded, including Brother Peng and other members of the team who had died, were quickly brought back, and when we arrived at the base of the special operations team, the team leader and many people were waiting for us at the gate of the base, and banners were hung to celebrate our victory, but none of them had a smile on their faces.

"Salute!" Under the order of the captain, everyone present saluted the bodies of several martyrs. The salute soldiers carried the bodies of several martyrs and slowly walked into the base of the special operations brigade.

"Brothers! It's home! We all had red eyes, and Lao Mao almost cried out. Then many people started crying on the spot.

The five of us also returned to our dormitory, looking at Brother Peng's bed, which was neat and tidy, but it was empty.

"Brother Peng, that, the ...... you saw me" Dunxiang's words were only halfway through, and immediately stopped, this sentence is a habit between them, the two of them are engaged in sniping, usually connected together like shadows, and suddenly only Dunxiang is left.

Dunxiang lowered his head, smiled bitterly, and then continued to make his bed, and suddenly, slammed his pillow out, and whimpered on the bed.

......

Yes, the six of us have been together all the time, and we are all so familiar with each other, like brothers, so familiar that we can hardly find the right words to describe them.

According to the order, the five of us will come to pack up Brother Peng's relics, and a ceremony will be held for the martyrs in a few days. Looking at Brother Peng's relics, one after another, although they were almost the same as ours, but every time we packed up, our hearts were a little heavier, until, we found a brown paper envelope.

That's right, it's a suicide note, just like us, with a suicide note in the cabinet. It's just that the content of the suicide note may be very different.

"My dear parents, dear brothers: when you see this suicide note, I have left this world. Please forgive your children for not being able to tell you my true identity in the days before their deaths, in order to protect you and for the sake of my beloved troops, I can only hide it from you until now, and please don't grieve for me, don't feel sorry for me, you should be happy for me. As a soldier, I died on the battlefield, I died well, and fighting for the country has always been my long-cherished wish. Now, my wish has been granted, and I have no regrets. I only hope that the second elder can take care of his body, and he doesn't have to feel sorry for my departure, your son sacrificed his life for the country, you should be proud, you should be proud! My brothers, please also help me take care of my parents, don't ask you to provide for them in their old age, just help me visit them more when I have nothing to do. Finally, brothers, I will not be able to fight side by side with you anymore, promise me and help me continue my fight. ”

Brother Peng's suicide note is very short, and in just a few words, what he wrote is all his pride in sacrificing his life for the country, comforting his family, and asking us to help take care of his parents and help him continue his fight.

To be honest, we will do these things like taking care of his parents, we don't need to say it, not only will we do it, but we will treat his parents as if they were our biological parents, but to help him continue his fight, maybe some of us can't do it.

The celebration meeting was held a few days later in the morning, and this joint operation was a fruitful result for the military and police of various countries; except for a few poor "little rats" who escaped, the "Volcano," his four King Kongs, and his "master" were all wiped out, and most of the armed personnel who entered the borders of various countries were annihilated and arrested, and the "rat hunting" operation was a complete victory.

Our special operations brigade was awarded the collective second-class merit, the tiger commando team was awarded the collective first-class merit, and most of the members of the several groups that participated in the early war were also awarded different combat merits; Brother Peng was awarded the title of martyr and was awarded individual second-class merit; Lao Feng, Lao Mao, me, Dunxiang, and Lao Pang were awarded individual third-class merit.

The ideal of a soldier is to fight on the battlefield and receive awards for meritorious service, but at this moment, none of the five of us can show a real smile on his face.

At the memorial service in the afternoon, the martyrs, including Brother Peng, were buried under the escort of the salute soldiers, and the relatives of the surrounding martyrs cried loudly, and most of our comrades-in-arms who accompanied them day and night were also moist.

The salute was fired, and the martyrs enjoyed the highest treatment as soldiers. Enter China without regret in this life, and be a Chinese in the next life! I don't know if that's what these martyrs are lying underground, but at that moment, I kept repeating this sentence in my heart.

Seeing the earth-shattering cries of those relatives, I felt both happy and helpless. But as soldiers, as special operators, as fighters dealing with death, we have no choice.

After the celebration and memorial service, the five of us took Brother Peng's parents to our dormitory, and looking at the crying second elder, my heart ached as if I was about to suffocate.

Brother Peng's father held Brother Peng's suicide note, and the hand holding the suicide note held the suicide note tightly, as if he was grabbing Brother Peng's hand, and it seemed to be holding our hearts tightly.

Our identities are kept secret, even by our own families, until we die in battle or leave the army for a period of time, and those we love the most and love us the most will be able to know our identity.

In addition to being sad and sad, the second elder actually has nothing to blame, just like Brother Peng's suicide note, the second elder is proud that they have such a son, and they are proud that their Zheng family has such a hero, but the loss of their own son, this kind of pain like cutting flesh, where can it be easily smoothed out and annihilated.

"Uncle, aunt, we and Yun Peng are brothers, Yun Peng is gone, we are the sons of the two of you!" Lao Mao ignored the pain on his body and knelt in front of the second elder.

Seeing Lao Mao's movements, several of us also knelt down one after another, which really scared the second elder, and even forgot to cry.

When they heard us, they didn't know whether they were crying or laughing, so they hurriedly got up to help us up.

The man has gold under his knees, and he only kneels to the heavens and his parents. This kneeling, we really regard Brother Peng's parents as our own parents.

"Good! Good! All right! Yun Peng, you have made a bunch of good brothers! Brother Peng's father cried as he helped us up, tears pouring out of his bloodshot eyes.