Kang Ming was dragged to the sofa and sat down next to the captain, and it was still a little trembling to be next to a big leader at such a close distance.

The captain didn't have any leader today, but looked like one of his elders.

"Ming, you guys really did a very beautiful thing this time." The captain looked at Kang Ming with two eyes and said very seriously.

Kang Ming added a dry lip with his tongue: "Thank you for the compliment." Still saying the same thing.

The captain was stunned for a moment: "I don't seem to be happy with your appearance?" ”

Hearing this, Kang Ming immediately showed a smile: "What's the matter, I don't want to mention how happy I am." He immediately replied.

"Are you tired?" The General Political Commissar asked with concern.

"Not tired, not tired." Kang Ming replied.

"There's a reason why I asked your detachment leader to bring you directly this time, I didn't plan to toss you, but now this matter is a bit urgent." The captain finally got down to business.

Kang Ming put away his smiling face and looked at the captain with a serious face, waiting for his order.

The captain took a sip of water from the teacup, put the teacup back and looked at Kang Ming: "Kang Ming, I won't go around in circles with you, there is currently a position in our special service detachment that has been vacant, and at present, you are the most suitable candidate, so I want to transfer you from the eighth squadron to the special service detachment, what do you think about this matter?" The captain was straightforward about his request.

After hearing this, Kang Ming raised his eyebrows, feeling that this matter was a bit incredible, how could he be qualified for the appointment of the special service detachment, one eighth squadron is enough to be tired, if he goes to the special service ..... The consequences are really unimaginable.

"Captain, what about the shinobi before the special service detachment?" Kang Ming asked tentatively.

"I died in a mission two days ago." Speaking of which, the captain's face was full of sadness and regret.

Kang Mingdong didn't know what to say for a while, his mind was blank, and the atmosphere in the room seemed a little awkward.

At this time, the political commissar interjected: "Kang Ming, do you have any thoughts on this appointment from your superiors?" If there is something that can be said, we will negotiate and solve it. ”

Kang Ming looked at the political commissar, then at Zhang Lu, and finally returned his gaze to the political commissar: "Political commissar, it's not that I don't want to leave the Eighth Squadron, it's just that the new instructor is not familiar with the Eighth Squadron at all, can you give me some time?" Let me take him to familiarize myself with the Eighth Squadron and then leave. Kang Ming replied to the political commissar in a consultative tone.

After listening to this, the political commissar nodded silently.

"How long will it take you?" The captain asked.

"Not much, four years!" Kang Ming's answer almost didn't make the captain jump up from the sofa.

He stared at Kang Ming with those big eyes: "What are you kid messing with me?" Angrily asked.

Kang Ming quickly stood up: "Captain, Chief Political Commissar, I'm not joking. When our squadron leader died, I didn't want to go back to the 8th Squadron, but it was a sentence from the detachment leader that made me decide to go back there, he said, 'Who can protect the soul of the 8th Squadron?' This sentence has always been imprinted in my heart, the squadron leader sacrificed to save me, if I don't bring the Eighth Squadron out of the same way, I am sorry for the sacrifice made by the squadron leader for me, I am sorry for the firefighters of the Eighth Squadron who sacrificed to protect the safety of the people! ”

Kang Ming said a little uncontrollably.

"Although they have left this world, their souls have not left."

"Then why do you want four years?" The captain stood up and glared at Kang Ming and asked.

"Because I have to wait until Wang Junfeng graduates, and after he graduates, he will return to the Eighth Squadron, and then I will go wherever you say I want to go."

"Wang Junfeng? Are you waiting for him? "The captain simply felt that this reason was too casual.

Kang Ming nodded very seriously: "Yes, because Wang Junfeng went to the Eighth Squadron with me, and he is also the only one among the firefighters who was at the same time as me who has experienced it until now, he understands the spirit of the Eighth Squadron, and he is also the person I want to wait for." ”

Kang Ming's answer made the captain pat his head, and the general political commissar quickly stood up when he saw this: "Don't be angry, this way, you guys are very tired during this time, hurry up and go to the cafeteria to eat something and go back to have a good rest, let's talk about this matter here first, and then talk about it later." ”

"Yes!"

"Then we'll go first."

The detachment leader stood up as he spoke, and walked out of the room with Kang Ming and them saluting the chief captain and the general political commissar.

I was going to take them to the cafeteria, but Kang Ming refused.

"I just want to go back to the Eighth Squadron now." Kang Ming looked at the detachment leader and replied.

The detachment leader took a deep breath and nodded.

"Kang Ming, do you know how many people want to enter the special service detachment?" Walking on the road, the detachment leader turned his head to look at Kang Ming in the back row and asked.

Kang Ming blinked his eyes and did not answer.

"You're too straight." The detachment leader continued.

After saying a few words, I found that Kang Ming still didn't answer, so I didn't say anything.

The atmosphere in the car became quiet, and Kang Ming sat quietly in the backpack in the back seat with the trophy in his arms, constantly thinking about everything Gu Qiang had said to him before his death.

Thinking of this scene, Kang Ming strengthened his determination, as long as Wang Junfeng did not come back, Kang Ming would never leave the Eighth Squadron, he couldn't just leave, although this would change his future, but Kang Ming confirmed that there are always some things in this world that are not measured by money and future, and he is not guarding those people on the wall of the honor room of the Eighth Squadron, he is guarding the entire Eighth Squadron.

The car drove back to the eighth squadron, and as the gate slowly opened, the car drove in.

The instructor and all the soldiers who had not been out of the police were all standing outside the garage on duty, and they stood there straight waiting for Kang Ming to get out of the car.

After Kang Ming got out of the car, the detachment leader stopped him: "I won't go down, I still have something, you should think about this matter." He whispered to Kang Ming.

"I see, detachment leader."

After everyone got out of the car, the detachment leader's car turned around and left the place.

Kang Ming led the six warriors to the instructor and them.

Bang Bang Bang! Applause erupted.

Brush! Kang Ming and the seven of them stood up and saluted.

"Comrade Captain in the report, the eighth squadron has been assembled, please instruct!" The instructor came to Kang Ming and reported loudly.

"Take a break!"

"Yes! At ease! ”

Kang Ming put down his backpack and took out the trophy from inside, and everyone showed excited smiles after seeing this shining trophy.

Kang Ming took a step forward with the trophy: "Brothers, this trophy belongs to our Chinese fire brigade and to our eighth squadron!" He shouted.