242: Wang Junfeng died?
Kang Ming ran out of the office building, jumped into the car, and drove to the hospital at a high speed.
Along the way, Kang Ming was thinking that this matter was absolutely impossible, and it was definitely Wang Junfeng who was acting in partnership with the detachment leader to deceive himself.
It must be like this.
Kang Ming's heart was a mess, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Chirping! More than an hour later, Kang Ming's car was parked in the hospital's parking lot.
After Kang Ming turned off the engine, he found that he didn't even have the courage to open the car door, he sat in the car and kept calming his heart, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to open the car door.
As soon as I got out of the car, I looked up and saw the detachment leader's car parked aside.
When he saw this scene, Kang Ming was completely stupid.
242
What to do?
"Squadron Leader!" Kang Ming was standing next to the car and still hesitating when a shout came from behind him.
Turning his head to look behind, he saw Liu Zhiqiang of the Eighth Squadron standing there with tears on his face.
Kang Ming walked over quickly, pursed his lips and patted him on the shoulder with his hand.
Liu Zhiqiang threw himself into Kang Ming's arms: "Squadron leader, squadron leader!" Crying.
Kang Ming's eyes moistened, and tears began to roll in his sockets.
gently patted Liu Zhiqiang's back.
The two men walked into the hospital one after the other and came to the morgue.
At the door of the morgue, Kang Ming saw a lot of fighters of the Eighth Squadron and leaders of the detachment.
After everyone saw Kang Ming's figure, they all got out of the way, and Kang Ming walked in front of everyone and came to the front of the detachment leader.
The detachment leader's eyes were red and he looked at Kang Ming: "Go in." He said in a hoarse voice.
Kang Ming looked at the door in front of him, but he couldn't lift his hands.
Wang Junfeng is inside, and his best brother is inside.
He put his hand on the doorknob, turned his head to look at the detachment leader, the detachment leader nodded slightly, Kang Ming took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.
After pushing open the door, he immediately felt a chill rushing to his face, the morgue was full of lattices one by one, and such a bench was placed in the middle, when he saw this scene, Kang Ming thought of the training that he had taken Liu Zhiqiang and them to the morgue to train his inner challenge.
Now I'm here again, but this time it's not training, it's goodbye.
I glanced up and saw one of the lattices that had been pulled apart.
Kang Ming walked towards Gekou step by step, and with every step, he felt that his heart was cracking a crack, and finally came to Gekou Kang Ming saw Wang Junfeng with a calm face, his whole face was snow-white, without a trace of blood.
Lying there quietly with your eyes closed.
Kang Ming stood there quietly, stretched out his hand and gently tugged it out, raised his hand and gently put it on Wang Junfeng's cold face.
Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and dripped down his cheeks.
One drop! One drop! smashed on Wang Junfeng's forehead.
Kang Ming didn't shout, didn't roar, just stood here and kept shaking.
The door of the morgue was unblocked, and four soldiers walked in, wearing white gloves and neat military uniforms, and came to stand right behind Kang Ming.
"Chief!" Shouted softly to Kang Ming.
Kang Ming still stood there as if he hadn't heard their shouts.
"Chief!" The fighters shouted again after an interval of half an hour.
Kang Ming still didn't move.
At this time, the detachment leader walked in: "You guys go out first." Said to the four fighters.
"Yes!" The four men walked out of the morgue.
Gently closing the door, the detachment leader came to Kang Ming's side and gently put his hand on his shoulder: "I know you are sad, but I still hope that you can accept this matter, none of us want to lose a comrade-in-arms." Softly comforted Kang Ming.
Kang Ming gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Junfeng: "What about the lifetime we said we would do?" ”
"Kang Ming, Wang Junfeng is a hero, the hero of our entire fire brigade, you let him leave quietly."
Kang Ming turned his head to look at the detachment leader with red eyes, and slowly let go of his hand on Wang Junfeng's face.
Seeing this, the detachment leader called four soldiers, and they came in and carried Wang Junfeng's body out.
Wang Junfeng was carried out of the morgue in front of Kang Ming, who sat alone on a bench in the morgue with his chin held up with his hands.
"Detachment leader, I want to be quiet." When the detachment leader was about to speak, Kang Ming took the lead.
The detachment leader sighed and nodded, and then walked out of the morgue.
Chirping! Boom! The door of the morgue shook back and forth, making a loud noise.
Kang Ming sat on a chair and looked at the lattice in front of him.
"Woooooo Biting his arm hard, he couldn't hold back his crying anymore.
Tears poured out like a tide at this moment.
"Ahh Kang Ming gritted his teeth and tried his best to control his shouting.
'We are all brothers in this life,' said Wang Junfeng and Kang Ming's hands colliding together many years ago.
'Kang Ming, you can find me to vent when you're unhappy'
"Ming, come back quickly, I miss you."
"Kang Ming, your uncle, do you know that it's dangerous to do that, what if the hell you die?"
Wang Junfeng and himself couldn't stop replaying every conversation in his mind.
From the recruit company to the eighth squadron, they never recognized that they were fighting with each other, and everything they went through was adding to the pain in Kang Ming's heart.
Kang Ming finally couldn't help it, he stood up and wiped his tears with his hands and ran out of the morgue.
After coming to the parking area, I drove out of the hospital.
After driving the car to a deserted place, he opened the door and ran down.
Standing on a small dirt slope, looking at the empty land in front of him, Kang Ming shouted at the top of his voice: "Ah~~~~!" A cry of grief and grief echoed over the land.
"Ah!!!h Then another shout.
Kang Ming hopes that all this is fake, how much he wishes that he is dreaming now, and how much he hopes that someone will come and wake him up from his dream as soon as possible.
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! The phone in his pocket rang.
Kang Ming took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and after seeing that it was the political commissar who called him, he connected the phone.
"Where are you?" After the phone was connected, the political commissar asked hurriedly.
"Are you calling?"
"What's wrong with you? I'm not right to hear you. The political commissar asked after hearing that something was wrong with Kang Ming.
"If you're okay, I'll hang up first." Kang Ming was about to hang up the phone as he spoke.
"Don't hang, don't hang, I've got something." The commissar hurriedly shouted loudly.
"Say."
"The chief captain asked you to go to the Eighth Squadron tomorrow."
"Okay, I got it." Kang Ming hung up the phone after speaking.
put the phone in his pocket, and the pressure that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time couldn't stop coming out at this moment.