After the tragedy, flags were lowered at half-mast throughout the country and the Olympics were suspended for one day.

Inside the Maximilian General Grade II A Hospital.

"China does not currently have a fully equipped ICU, and it is not recommended to return to China."

After the deputy chief physician William got Kang Feng's question, he made a suggestion, handed out a piece of paper, saw Kang Feng's pale cheeks, apologized, and continued:

"Think about it again, this is Mr. Wang's critical illness notice – because this incident is so special, I apologize to you on behalf of the organizers of the Olympic Games, and you don't have to pay any related medical expenses."

Out of cognition, the doctor felt that Chinese were not so rich, and he might have returned to China to reduce medical expenses.

Kang Feng's expression was gloomy, he shook his head, and turned to leave: "Thank you, doctor... I'll think again. ”

In fact, it is not a question of whether it costs or not, but yesterday my husband told him that he couldn't hold it anymore, and he wanted to return to his roots.

Kang Feng came to the balcony, tears were like beads with broken threads, his nose was sore, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and cried loudly.

In the ICU, Ken-gyu called his wife and quietly stated his last words, now he is very weak, but he is very calm.

Wang Feng looked through the glass and saw his mother covering her mouth and sobbing, nodding her head constantly, and the crystal tears threw out and dripped on his father's steady face, as if he had guessed something.

The mother took the family back to China, and the West German government sent a special plane to send the family of three back to their homeland.

Wang Feng was quiet all the way, and his mother didn't say anything to himself.

He stared blankly at the white clouds outside the porthole, thinking of his mother and his frail father who had pear blossoms and rain before, and seemed to have guessed ...... His nose was sore, and tears dripped uncontrollably on his hands.

Wang Feng clenched his fists and shouted in a low voice: "Don't, don't, no, I beg God...... Other! ”

Kang Feng heard his son muttering, turned around and hugged him, not knowing what he was talking about, but he was very distressed.

"Son, what's wrong?"

"No... It's okay. ”

Wang Feng choked up, afraid that his mother would be worried, so he shook his head and said.

Holding his mother, his chin resting on her shoulder, Wang Feng prayed in his heart: "God, Buddha, Jade Emperor, God, I beg you!" Don't, don't take my dad... Please... Don't take away dear Daddy..."

Wang Jiangui lay in the ward of the motherland hospital as he wished.

The rate of his heart was getting lower and lower, but he still had a smile on his face because his son was coming.

"Daddy..."

Wang Feng squeezed his father's wide palm, looked at the bandage on his father's chest, and burst into tears.

Kengui deliberately lay flat, he knew that there had been a large blood hole of more than ten centimeters behind his back, and this injury could not be seen by his son with a fragile heart.

The doctor asked to lie on his side, but he felt that it didn't matter anymore, the deadline was approaching, so why be afraid.

Ken-gyu had difficulty breathing and spoke intermittently:

"Don't cry... Daddy is fine... It's just that it's going to be a different world...... Child... Shrewd... You have to be a man who stands up to the sky...... Want to be a soldier... Just go for it! It's glorious to be a soldier and the whole family! … Ahem! The West is not without ... Effort is the difference... Dreams are important, remember! Don't forget your family ...... when you leave home."

Wang Jiangui closed his eyes peacefully, his head was tilted, and the bands on the ECG monitor turned into straight lines, making a "drop" sound all the time.

"Daddy...... Father! Father!! ……”

Wang Feng found that something was wrong, and screamed louder and louder, pounced on his father, tears like a dam that opened the floodgates.

When the nurses and doctors heard this, they hurriedly rushed up to carry out the final rescue.

Kang Feng cried and hugged Wang Feng aside.

Wang Feng was about to faint from crying, and kept calling "Dad, Dad, Dad" in his mouth, and then only heard the voices of the doctors:

"Drug rescue! Fail. Electrical cardioversion! Fail. ”

"No spontaneous breathing, no pulsation of intracranial arteries, loss of light emission, pupil dilation fixed about 5.9 mm, loss of heart sounds, atrial arrest ......"

"The rescue is ineffective."

……

……

Eight years have passed.

In the past eight years, China's scientific, technological, cultural, and political development has been particularly significant.

Brick and concrete houses are rising from the ground in Beijing, and Beijing cars are driving on the roads, and occasionally you can see cars imported from abroad.

Wang Feng, now an eighteen-year-old boy, walks briskly through Beijing's hutongs, looking at the bustling and increasingly bustling streets and alleys, and feels that his generation is the luckiest and safest.

This is all thanks to the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee in 78, the party's good policies, the government's good cadres, thanks to the reform and opening up of Secretary Deng Xiansheng Deng, and the four modernizations, with this open economy, China's economy is booming.

Wang Feng walked along the alley, the winding alley was like a centipede, he had come to the experimental primary school to find his mother.

Walk through the familiar corridor to the door of the teacher's office, knock three times, and a music teacher will help open the door.

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

After Wang Feng thanked him, he walked straight to his mother's desk.

Seeing his son coming, Kang Feng brushed his hair, got up, and said lightly: "Hold the homework book that has not been changed." ”

Looking at his mother's graying sideburns and slightly sour nose, his mother has suffered a lot over the years, Wang Feng feels sorry for his mother and wants to drive away his mother's wrinkles and gray hair.

In order to reduce her sorrow and make money to support her family, she worked hard and kept learning.

The smile on the weather-beaten face slowly faded, and wrinkles gradually appeared.

Wang Feng saw that his mother's gaze was fixed on his face, so he nodded hurriedly, picked up the homework book that was taller than himself, and walked home, which was in Sandong Village.

Wang Feng noticed that his mother's eyes were a little deep just now, and his slightly frowning willow eyebrows told him that something would happen at noon today.

The house is a red mud tile house, the area is not large, the roof sometimes leaks, and the cold wind is poured into it.

Since the death of his father, the house has become more lonely, and the number of water leaks has increased.

After returning home, I steamed rice as always, and when my mother came back, she stir-fried vegetables and cooked soup.

Wang Feng has been studious since he was a child, sensible earlier, and now that he is 18 years old, he has to support the family, and diligence is necessary.

He found that his mother was clutching a few thin meat tickets in her other hand, and she never let go of the stir-fry until the end.

At the dining table, Wang Feng helped his mother serve two bowls of rice, and seeing that her face was not good, he had to be even more well-behaved.

If you guess correctly, those meat tickets were issued by the village cadres, and as for why they were issued at this time, it was mostly because of the fact that he successfully joined the army and the village's subsidy.

He was one step closer to his dream, but Wang Feng was not happy, but instead of sadness.

When he saw his mother staring at the fried cabbage on the table motionless, he was even more distressed, and said with concern:

"Mom... Eat, it's not delicious when it's cold. ”

Kang Feng finally moved, she put a bowl of rice in front of her, another bowl of rice next to the statue of Jian Gui, and a pair of chopsticks to pick up vegetables on it.

It's been eight years, and it's the same, even if he drinks porridge as light as a stream, Kang Feng still serves a portion of every meal to her husband.

"You know everything?"

Kang Feng's palm tightened, the meat ticket in his hand clenched even tighter, and his eyes were misty.

Wang Feng nodded, he knew that he would eventually face this moment:

"The secretary of the village brigade told me."

walked over, hugged his mother tightly, and choked speechlessly, this silent farewell was the most sincere and sincere.

Kang Feng put down his chopsticks and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to my son, you have passed the physical examination, and the recommendation of the township cadres has been successful, and you can join the army."

Wang Feng hurriedly wiped away his tears: "Mom... It's the child who is not filial. ”

His father is gone, and now this little pillar is also leaving, and he feels very sorry for his mother.

Kang Feng shook his head, looked up at his son, who was two heads taller than him, and said with relief:

"Feng Feng has also grown up, it is time to go out and explore the world, see the world, and the child is determined to go out of the countryside... I have time to go home and have a look..."

When Wang Feng heard this, he wanted to cry loudly, but his father once taught him that men don't flick when they have tears, and when they are adults, they must be a stable man.

After holding back tears a few times, his nose turned crimson, turned around, and finally he couldn't hold back, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

My mother still loves herself very much, and she has changed all the old sayings, but she just hopes that she will go home early.

She must be lonely at home alone in the future, but she has to be far away from home for her dreams and life.

Kang Feng didn't wipe his tears, stuffed a red cloth bag with four edges and corners into his hand, and then squeezed it tightly, holding his big hand:

"Feng Feng, this is our ancestral talisman, my grandfather gave me two, I am the one, and you can keep one, don't lose it."

"Hmm!"

Nodding heavily, he squeezed the talisman and kissed his mother's face.

……

……

Leave your hometown and say goodbye to Sandong Village.

The village cadres personally picked up the children who were selected to join the army in the village, and everyone in the village ran out to cheer and see them off.

Wang Feng's eyes kept searching the crowd, but this time, his mother did not come to see him off.

There were five young men who enlisted in the army, and each of them had a bright red flower hanging on his chest, and they were not in the mood to look at this red flower at all, and they all looked at the villagers on the field, and wept.

The green truck easily pulled the five people away, and after more than two hours, they were taken to the branch of a certain rotation training team in Beijing (not too detailed).

Wang Feng was in the bumpy car, put the talisman in his left pocket, not at ease, carried in the right pocket, put it in the luggage, and pinched it in the palm of his hand, still not at ease, and finally chose a strong rope and hung it around his neck, which was a sigh of relief.

"Hey, this is your amulet?"

The brother standing next to him was puzzled by Wang Feng's behavior and asked casually.

Wang Feng remembers that his family is a citrus professional household, and he has a ticket than ordinary villagers, and his nickname is Erpolezi, and the villagers call him like this, because he is very thin, looks like a pole, and is the second in line at home.

"It's a talisman."

Wang Feng corrected.

"Do you know what my amulet is?"

The second pole stopped laughing, turned his head and asked.

Seeing Wang Feng shaking his head, the pole lifted his clothes, pointed to the fresh knife marks on his stomach, and cried.

"This is the talisman my mother gave me!"

Wang Feng was shocked: "Ah! … Then you ......"

You can't enlist with injuries, and strict and high-level troops can't be taken in with any scars, not to mention the new wounds on the stomach of the second pole.

His mother is also very ruthless in order to keep the second pole, maybe she is too selfish and loves him too much, and she is reluctant to leave him, so she will swing a knife.

The second pole nodded: "Well, I don't want my dreams to be shattered, I have to be a soldier!" ”

"Come on."

Wang Feng didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to encourage and support.

Kang Feng loves her son very much, and she loves her son more than the mother of the second pole, but she will not end the child's dream for the sake of accompaniment, but will try her best to support it.

"I'll try."

The two poles looked into the distance, their eyes resolute.

He didn't know that the re-examination would still drive him home after three months.

……

Arrive at the rotation team.

Recruit training and mobilization meeting.

They didn't know where they were going in three months, and although they were recruiting for the county, the government was changing local recruits at any time in order to ensure the diversification of the army and prevent warlordization.

The three-month training of the recruit company made Wang Feng, who had never had such a high-intensity exercise, a little unbearable, blisters on the soles of his feet, and the muscles of his whole body did not feel painless, he couldn't even pick up the vegetables, and he couldn't control the strength of brushing his teeth, and he would poke his gums.

But the rotation training passed very quickly, and the training time of each item was accurate to every hour, and three months slipped through the fingers, just like when I just joined the recruit company yesterday.

Wang Feng knew through the news time in the evening that the Moscow Olympics had ended smoothly.

In order to prepare for this year's Rio Olympics, the Soviet Union specially set up an Alpha anti-terrorist special combat team, also known as Group A and Super Black Soldiers.

In addition, a joint anti-terrorism exercise was held with the French special police, and the United States also sent special forces and agents to support Moscow, making adequate preparations for security.

As Wang Feng grew up, he also understood that his childhood dream could only be half fulfilled at best.

"How can soldiers and police be confused?"

Wang Feng laughed at himself.

He wants to defend the country, and he wants to protect the people, but you can't have both, and that's what happened.

But looking back, joining the army to serve the motherland and strengthening the motherland is also equivalent to protecting the people.

Whenever he thought of this, he was relieved: it doesn't matter if he can't be a policeman! I've protected the people!

His father's death strengthened his dream, he didn't want more people to be hurt, he didn't want more people to lose their loved ones.

Wang Feng hated the terrorists so much that he wanted to press them to the ground and ask him why he wanted to kill his father.

Wang Feng's train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the second pole:

"Hey! Wang Feng, it's so late, it's almost time to turn off the lights! Let's go back to bed and do our laundry! ”

"Good! Right away. ”

Wang Feng jumped down from the wall, and tomorrow he will start arranging the next company, and wash the clothes first.

After leaving the company, there are two more insignia with crutches on the ranks, which is an exciting thing for the recruits.

The next day, Wang Feng got up early, as always, morning exercises, before dawn, morning exercises ended.

The old platoon commander's loud roar resounded throughout the venue: "Talk about it!" ”

The recruits hurriedly changed their rest to Lizheng, and listened to the order of the old platoon commander:

"Twenty minutes of time: housekeeping! Wash! Breakfast! Gather! Get ready for a medical check-up today! ”

Out of the rank of rank, all the recruits held back their cheers, the standard eight applause.

But the second pole felt cold in his heart, his whole body froze, his face was pale, he fell backwards, and was caught by Wang Feng.

Wang Feng asked with concern:

"It's okay."

The second pole shook his pole-like body, looking at the one bar on the old platoon leader's shoulder and one star, he was envious, but his expression became more and more painful:

"Are you okay... My dream of being a soldier... Now it's completely shattered. Anyway, pack your bags and go home to farm. ”