The southwest mountain forest, surrounded by mountains on three sides, has a regimental 216 column military base.

In front of the dormitory building of the cooking class, a lame middle-aged man stared at a middle-aged soldier, his eyes were full of anger, and he said sharply: "Lin Meng, you will waste him for me in less than half a year, what are you going to eat!" ”

Lin Meng, a middle-aged soldier, had a look of pain in his eyes, and his face was full of self-blame.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I didn't take good care of him, I shouldn't have chased those drug dealers, otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered a heavy blow in order to save me, let alone ......"

"Enough, what's the use of talking about it now!"

The lame middle-aged man's face was anxious, and he limped towards the infirmary, his heart was extremely messy, thinking of the familiar face in his mind, he had told him a thousand times before leaving, he must cultivate and educate that kid well, and one day become a ...... And now!

While the medical staff was being treated urgently, there were several border soldiers standing outside the door, their faces full of anxiety.

More than an hour later, two military doctors walked out, one of them looked at Lin Meng, and said: "His life is saved, but I'm afraid he can't continue to guard the border, and even he can't continue to be a soldier." ”

Lin slammed his fist hard against the wall, blood flowed out, and he felt extremely guilty and sad in his heart.

"I can't be a soldier anymore ......"

The lame man grabbed Lin Meng, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "What is the captain's last wish?" Are you worthy of the captain? ”

Lin Meng said in a trembling voice: "You kill me, I'm ashamed of the captain......"

The tragic mood permeated the door of the infirmary, and several soldiers were silent.

……

A month later, there was an open meadow in front of the dormitory building of the cooking class, near the foot of the mountain, and there were many erected human-shaped targets.

Xia Yu looked intently at a group of soldiers, training to shoot with firearms.

The young instructor explained aloud the essentials of promotion and experience and skills in shooting, and this group of soldiers still has half a month to go to the big competition, and then they will be assigned to other units according to their results.

He clenched his fists, weak and powerless to remind him again, now that he was a waste, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unwillingness and unwillingness in his heart.

A month ago, he was still a border soldier, when he inspected the border, he found a group of drug dealers crossing the border, and there was a shootout in the pursuit, and when he was in danger, he threw himself to save Uncle Lin Meng, a bomb fell behind him and exploded, the bomb carried an unknown drug reagent, and since then, he has left a hidden disease in his body, and his body is unable to exert his strength.

In a trance, a veteran suddenly appeared behind him, kicked him in the calf, and said coldly: "Waste, don't look at it, you don't have your share in carrying a gun, come and peel your potatoes!" ”

The squad leader was not there, and the veteran did not have any good looks at him.

A waste, instead of being dissuaded, stayed in the cooking class, can this back door be opened wider? This made his comrade-in-arms brother, who had a good relationship, have to be persuaded to leave the cooking class, just because this guy took up a place.

Xia Yu looked at him angrily, and said coldly: "Call me waste again, I'm not kind to you!" ”

Lu Yong looked at him with disdain and sneered: "Come on, why are you not polite to me, do you dare not go through the back door?" Waste ......"

Xia Yu had a thorn in his heart, among the border soldiers, some people had always rejected him, because he was brought over by Lin Meng, here, the people in the cooking class were originally full of respect and admiration for his battlefield injuries, at least not a bad seed.

But because the lame man was the squad leader of the cooking class, and because of his existence, the veteran brother who had been in the cooking class for more than a year was persuaded to retire and leave, so that the people in the cooking class were full of rejection and contempt for him.

Xia Yu silently endured the cold eyes and sarcasm of these people in his heart, he was unwilling, Uncle Lin Meng and Uncle Zhao Xin have been paying, and even paid the price of being demoted one after another, just hoping that he will become stronger and one day, rebuild the 'Dragon Soul' special combat team.

He could not leave the troops, and once he left, he could never come back, he could never get up again.

Even if it is a cooking class, he is willing to stay.

For the past month, he has never stopped training alone, running on the playground in the morning and evening, crawling like a waste dog in the obstacle course, just because he firmly believes that he will be able to stand up and regain strong hands and limbs.

Syllable!

In the face of Xia Yu's verbal rebuttal and disdainful expression of resistance, Lu Yong saw that the squad leader was not nearby, and in anger, he kicked the other party with a whip kick.

The contradictions and grievances have accumulated in the past few days, and Lu Yong has not had much convergence.

Call!

Under the pain, Xia Yu got up from the ground angrily, roared angrily, rushed over, and smashed his fist into the other party's face.

Bang!

Lu Yong is a veteran, even if he is a soldier in the cooking class, he is also skilled, after staggering to dodge, he kicked his leg and kicked Xia Yu's left abdomen heavily, and suddenly, he flew out like a cannonball.

This kind of picture usually appears when the protagonist cleans up the soy sauce.

But in the army, there will never be a protagonist, and there will never be a supporting role, only the identity of a soldier and a loyal identity to protect the family and defend the country.

This kick was so powerful that Xia Yu's face was distorted in pain, and he was shouting in his heart: "I'm unwilling, I'm not a waste, I want strength, I want strong power......"

Call!

He stood up with difficulty again, completely relying on a bad breath and a belief that he would not admit defeat, his eyes burst out with a strong fighting intent, and he walked towards Lu Yong step by step.

The fierce eyes stared at Lu Yong's heart.

But soon he snorted coldly and said coldly: "I thought that if I went to the border and fired a few shots, I would be very powerful, in my eyes, you are a waste who walks through the back door!" ”

Call!

He slammed his steps, and the fist in his hand slammed towards Xia Yu's heart.

Bang!

Xia Yu didn't dodge, he clenched his fists and met him heavily, and with a muffled sound, his body was shaken back again by Lu Yong, who was very fierce.

Step on! Step on! Step on!

He took five or six steps until his back hit the wall of the dormitory building and there was a muffled sound.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his body had become a little hot, and there was a sign that blood was boiling, blood boiling, which had always been just an adjective for him, but at this moment, he found that with the hot blood swimming, the fists that were still clenched became more and more powerful.

"Waste, come on, slap me in the face, how do you want to be polite to me, you just insulted this military uniform, you don't deserve to be a real soldier, standing in the pit and not shitting, you are a shame for a soldier!"

Every sentence pierces the heart, every sentence punishes the heart!

Xia Yu's eyes were a little red, tears were rolling, he didn't want to be said to be a shame for a soldier, this was what he was most afraid of in his heart, but the other party had no mercy, and he scolded everything.

At this moment, he was angry, but he couldn't vent it, he only hated those drug dealers, and only hated the bomb with poison.

After hard training day and night, his body was destroyed beyond measure.

But power, at this moment, emerged from his body, and under the complex emotions of that moment, the tears that made his eyes roll out uncontrollably.

At this moment, his fist swung out!

Domineering awakening!

Sharp and powerful, the fist slammed into Lu Yong's face.

Click!

The crisp bone crack, accompanied by a scream, alarmed Zhao Xin, the leader of the cooking squad and several cooking squad soldiers who were busy with lunch in the kitchen in the distance.

They saw a figure in front of the dormitory building, standing proudly in front of Lu Yong lying on the ground.

Zhao Xin's eyes were bright, and he muttered to himself: "Xia Yu, he ......"