Kang Ming sat in front of He Liang's bed and looked at him with very gentle eyes.

"He Liang." He shouted softly.

He Liang looked at Kang Ming and blinked: "Yes." He replied in a whisper.

"I know your heart, I really understand, after you left, there was a soldier in the group of recruits from our Eighth Squadron who trembled at the sight of the flames." Kang Ming wanted to cut in from the side, but unfortunately he was interrupted by He Liang before he finished speaking: "Kang Ming, I know what you want to ask, I have seen psychiatrists, including the psychologists of the special service team, have examined me." After He Liang replied, he laughed a little helplessly.

"Hehe, but it turned out like this."

Kang Ming stretched out his hand and put it on He Liang's shoulder: "I'm not here to see you, we are brothers, we are soldiers of the same period and have experienced life and death together, I don't want to tell you how to restrain or improve my heart, I just want to hear you say what you think about your heart." Kang Ming said earnestly.

He Liang's eyes have changed a little.

Turned his head to look out the window, snowflakes fell outside the window, snowflakes fell from the sky to the world flawlessly, one by one, looking at the scenery in front of him He Liang seemed to feel that these were his own memories, they were pieced together piece by piece.

It was as if my mind had returned to the day that changed my life.

At 10:20 p.m., the special service squadron received an urgent police mission, and a serious fire broke out in a junction between urban and rural areas in the west of the city.

After receiving the mission, all members of the special service squadron were dispatched to the scene.

He Liang followed his own squad leader and other comrades-in-arms to the scene and found that the fire point was a private house, according to insiders, this yard is a garment processing point, in which a large number of fiber products are stored, extremely still.

After receiving this information, the squadron leader of the special service squadron took command and immediately began to organize the attack team to enter the fire and rescue the trapped people.

He Liang and his squad became a glorious attack group, and a group of six people quickly put on protective equipment and followed the squad leader to stare at the huge fire wave and high temperature and rushed into the fire scene.

While everything was going on in a tense and orderly manner, all of a sudden, the whole house collapsed.

At this critical moment, He Liang's squad leader and deputy squad leader tried their best to push the soldiers behind them outward, because they were the squad leader and deputy squad leader, they were always the closest to the danger, and the farthest from the escape intersection.

The two turned around and spread their arms and shouted, "Run!" "Pushed the four of them.

Burst! Before He Liang and the others ran out of the room, the entire house suddenly collapsed, and the pillars of the roof fell from the sky with a cloud of anger, and smashed on He Liang's legs impartially.

Then his head was also hit by the falling bricks, and He Liang fell unconscious in front of his eyes.

When he woke up, he was already lying in the hospital, and his legs had changed, he couldn't accept this fact, he roared frantically in the ward, tearing the equipment cables on his body indiscriminately.

"Squad leader, squad leader!" With tears in his eyes, he screamed loudly about the man who pushed him at the critical moment of his life.

He Liang was discharged from the hospital and returned to the army, saw his combat uniform, and found two bloody handprints on the legs of his combat uniform.

He Liang's mind suddenly remembered that the squad leader also fell to the ground when he fell, but he seemed to be pushing himself hard all the time, trying to push himself out of the room.

After He Liang thought about all this, his whole person suddenly changed, and he began to have nightmares every night, repeating the picture of that day over and over again.

The lack of sleep for a long time made him a lot older, sitting alone at the window and looking out in a daze during the day, not wanting to eat, not wanting to drink water, and not wanting to sleep.

After the army announced He Liang's decision to be honorably discharged, he couldn't afford it, he didn't go home but returned to the Eighth Squadron and rented a very small house nearby, he wanted to go back to the Eighth Squadron several times to see the place where he lived, but every time he retreated before he reached the gate.

Until he met Kang Ming when he went out to buy things, all his lives would undergo new changes at one time.

He Liang closed his eyes and finished talking about all this, and after he couldn't stop crying.

Kang Ming on the side heard that his heart was also extremely painful, in that battle, the squad leader and the deputy squad leader were all sacrificed, when the soldiers dug them out of the ruins, they still presented a posture that was desperately pushing the team members in front of them, and they were still saving people at the moment when they were dying.

Kang Ming stood up and hugged He Liang directly into his arms, patting his back gently: "Everything is over, everything is over." A whisper whispered in his ear.

He Liang lay in Kang Ming's arms and couldn't hold back completely, and howled and cried.

Zhao Xu, who was standing outside the door, wanted to come in but was stopped by Xu Liang, who shook his head at him. At this time, Kang Ming's conversation is likely to end.

Kang Ming helped He Liang to lie on his back on the bed, and then returned to the chair and sat down.

"Do you know why they saved you?" Kang Ming asked at He Liang.

He Liang blinked with red eyes, of course he knew, because they were squad leaders, and they were squad leaders who took care of themselves.

Kang Ming sighed at He Liang: "You will definitely say that they are your squad leader, right?" Go on.

He Liang didn't answer, and kept sitting there looking at Kang Ming.

"Actually, this is just one of them, as the squad leader and your leader, he has the obligation to take care of you, but the main thing is not because they saved you because of this, do you want to hear my thoughts?" Kang Ming asked in a tentative tone.

He Liang nodded slightly.

"I used to be your squad leader, the squad leader of our recruit company is Hu Sen Hu Boss, and our squad leader in the eighth squadron is Xu Liang, whether it is Hu Sen or Xu Liang, they train us on weekdays as if they want to kill us, but whenever we go out to the police, they will always stand in the closest place to danger, and let us always stand behind them, which not only includes them as squad leaders."

"It contains their hearts, they are not sure whether they can leave alive, but they must be sure that we can leave alive, what they use to save us is not to make us cry every day after the incident has passed, sad, blame ourselves, and survive the rest of our lives, they hope that we can continue to move forward in their footsteps, this should be what we Chinese call - inheritance!"

"They used to have squad leaders, and their squad leaders will also have squad leaders, from the era of the volunteer fire brigade to the present, every squad leader will leave the danger to themselves and the survival to the soldiers, they have been passed down from generation to generation, this is a spirit, a mission, more like a responsibility!"

Kang Ming choked up a little as he spoke, he couldn't help but think of his father, his father once blamed himself for the sacrifice of his deputy squad leader, he said that it should have been where he was standing, and he said that the person who sacrificed should have been himself.......