Kang Ming lay on the bed and waved his hand at Da Long: "I'm fine." He replied in a somewhat weak tone.

The dream just now simply consumed all of Kang Ming's energy, and now he felt that his entire body seemed to be hollowed out, without a trace of strength.

Dalong and the others asked Kang Ming to take a break, and several people left the dormitory.

Kang Ming lay in the dormitory and didn't dare to close his eyes to rest, he was afraid, afraid that he would still dream.

But the weak body still didn't carry his will, and slowly he closed his eyes again.

And this time, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying in the dormitory, but this dormitory turned out to be the dormitory of the eighth squadron combat class, Kang Ming sat up and looked at the information sheet in front of the bed, which was very eye-catching with Wang Junfeng's three big characters.

Damn, what the hell is going on? Kang Ming pressed his aching brain with his hand, squeezed his eyes and thought.

Chirping! At this time, Wang Junfeng and Liu Zhiqiang pushed open the dormitory door and walked in.

After seeing Kang Ming sitting up, he immediately came over: "Are you okay?" Hurriedly asked.

Kang Ming frowned, raised his hand and slapped his mouth.

Syllable! A crisp sound accompanied by a hot pain reached Kang Ming's nerves.

Wang Junfeng and the others were taken aback by Kang Minghe's sudden reaction: "Hurry up and hold him." Wang Junfeng shouted loudly.

Several people rushed up and pressed Kang Ming to the bed.

"Kang Ming, what's wrong with you?" Wang Junfeng roared loudly while holding Kang Ming.

"God, did you deliberately torture me like this?" Kang Ming wailed with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Wang Junfeng They didn't know what happened to Kang Ming, they knew that Kang Ming fainted in the funeral home because of excessive sadness, and then Gu Qiang ordered Wang Junfeng to take Kang Ming back to rest, and now Kang Ming woke up and gave himself a mouth, and then said these words, which is really a bit unpredictable.

"Wang Junfeng, Wang Junfeng, you let go of me." Kang Ming said to Wang Junfeng.

"Then you can't hurt yourself, can you?" Wang Junfeng put forward his own requirements.

Kang Ming nodded, and Wang Junfeng let go of Kang Ming with a full face.

Kang Ming sat up straight and looked at the people in front of him: "What is the reason for the political commissar?" He asked them in a pleading tone.

Wang Junfeng lowered his head and sighed: "Hey, on Wednesday, we received a task to go to the police, our eighth squadron was all dispatched, and after a day and a night of fighting, the battle ended, but before returning to the squadron, we received the second task, when the political commissar asked Gu Qiang to come back with a part of it to rest first, and he took us to another scene." Wang Junfeng said as if he had fallen into that memory.

"We went to a child who was about to jump off the building, and the commissar had a long conversation with him before he was rescued, but at this time, the command center issued another mission, saying that someone was trapped in the car and could not come out, and the commissar took us to the third scene."

Wang Junfeng's fists were clenched when he said this, and his teeth squeaked.

"After we arrived at the third scene, we searched through the entire underground garage and did not find the trapped people, and when we called the police, the phone was turned off, but the political commissar still let us look for the underground garage again as a precaution."

"When we got back to the fire truck, we found the commissar lying on the ground....... After being taken to the hospital..... Hey, damn it, don't let me know who's making this call. Wang Junfeng choked up and scolded.

After listening to this, Kang Ming slammed the bed with his fist, and lied to the police again, does it hurt for people to be so idle now? Don't you know that it is very shameful to waste national resources? There was no rest for a total of 37 hours from the time the political commissar went out to the time he fell, and it took more than four hours to rummage through the underground garage at the end.

During this period, he had acute myocarditis, and when Wang Junfeng and they found him, he was no longer breathing, and he was pushed out in less than five minutes after being sent to the hospital and pushed into the emergency room.

Gu Qiang has been sitting in the office smoking a cigarette after knowing this, he feels that all this is his responsibility, knowing that the political commissar's heart is not very good, but he still let him be on duty, and he came back to rest, if he went by himself at that time, there would definitely not be such a situation.

The ins and outs of the matter were all clear, Kang Ming quickly jumped out of bed, put on his shoes and ran out of the dormitory to Gu Qiang's office.

Without knocking on the door, he pushed the door directly and walked in, looking at the ashtray full of cigarette butts on the coffee table and Gu Qiang's two yellowed fingers that were smoked, Kang Ming swallowed his saliva: "Squadron leader." He shouted softly.

Kang Ming's heart was painful, he knew that Gu Qiang's heart was even more painful than himself, they had fought together for so many years, they had always been gold medal partners, but now there was only one person left, and no one could accept it.

Gu Qiang extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, took out another cigarette casually, Kang Ming stepped forward and dragged the cigarette off his hand, and then put all the integrated cigarettes into his pocket: "Squadron leader, who made that call?" Kang Ming always felt that Gu Qiang knew who it was.

"I'd just want to know." Gu Qiang stood up and glared at Kang Ming and roared.

Kang Ming's body involuntarily took a step back and slowly walked out of the office.

After returning to the dormitory, he looked at Wang Junfeng and them: "Has this incident been reported?" Kang Ming asked.

"I don't know, I should have reported it." Wang Junfeng is not so sure.

Kang Ming took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone and dialed the detachment's phone, and learned through the detachment leader that the matter had been reported, but told Kang Ming that even if they were caught, they would only persuade the education to be detained for a few days at most, because no one could be sure that the death of the political commissar had anything to do with this false call, and after hearing this reply, Kang Ming couldn't wait to smash the phone.

"If I find it, I'd like to meet that person."

"What are you going to do?" The detachment leader asked vigilantly.

"I wanted to ask him what he thought at the time."

After Kang Ming finished speaking, he hung up the phone, dialed the phone number of the Public Security Bureau, and learned through inquiry that there was no progress on the Public Security Bureau's side.

Kang Ming hung up the phone with some frustration: "Do you know the number of that phone?" He asked Wang Junfeng.

Wang Junfeng nodded: "I know, I've been on the phone all the time, but it's always turned off." Wang Junfeng said, took out his mobile phone, flipped out the number, and handed it to Kang Ming.

Kang Ming entered his mobile phone number into his mobile phone and dialed it.

The phone actually went through.

Toot toot! rang a lot and no one answered, Kang Ming hung up and dialed over again.