Guo Junpeng has left the army, but the training of the rest of the second class still has to continue. "Alright, alright, don't look at it. Get back to training for me! Squad leader Xia drove Peng Fei and them back to the playground.

"Pharaoh, just now the squad leader said to the fruit fly: It is not easy to go back and honor your parents, whether it is to give birth to you or to raise you. But how did he know that the fruit fly was an adopted child of his parents, could it be that the class leader overheard it outside when we were chatting in the dormitory yesterday. ”

"Isn't it?" Liu Liu whispered to Peng Fei: "Yesterday, when I went to the bathroom to throw towels, I saw the squad leader and the deputy squad leader standing at the door of the dormitory like two door gods. But we didn't say anything, so let them listen if they liked. ”

"That's just as well."

On the playground of the barracks, the recruits who still have a little childish on their faces are still undergoing strict training under the leadership of their respective squad leaders. Here, they will be trained to be a real soldier, a soldier who can fight on the battlefield at any time.

And in a county in Yunnan, China, a place bordering Myanmar. A border guard team of the armed police, which was in charge of patrolling, walked along a dirt path that was not wide. What they didn't notice was that in a bush not far away, a guy in American jungle camouflage and a camouflage net was lurking here. After the patrol team had gone some distance, the creature jumped out of the bushes, crossed the path like a rabbit, and disappeared into the bushes on the other side. The armed police soldier who walked at the end of the team suddenly subconsciously turned his head, but he didn't notice anything abnormal.

Towards evening, on a rather lively street in the county, there is a very high-end bar. It's in this bar, a corner that doesn't attract much attention. There was a man holding a glass of amber wine and tasting it slowly. The man was dressed in plain casual clothes and looked popular, but there was a gleam in his eyes. Judging from this, he is by no means an idle person.

In fact, he is indeed not an idle person. He is the guy wearing jungle camouflage before, it is Ouyang Hui! However, the nickname he gave himself was "Gray Pigeon", which means gray pigeon, in fact, this is also the homonym of "Brother Hui". As for the name Ouyang Hui, among the people around him, not many people knew it.

At the beginning, he sensed that something was wrong, and immediately abandoned Li Duanyang and Quanzi, and fled to Myanmar alone. But it didn't take long for him to sneak back to Yunnan to find the drug lord who supplied him. However, it was just in time for the local police to arrest him, and the drug lord was shot dead red-handed for resisting arrest. But one of his personal bodyguards escaped from the secret passage, but he was already seriously injured. When Ouyang Hui touched him, he was no longer good. "Brother, do you have anything else to say?" Ouyang Hui asked him.

I saw him put his hand and touch the inner pocket of his shirt. However, due to the severity of his injuries, his movement was very difficult. Ouyang Hui helped him take out a wallet from his inner pocket and handed it to him.

"Gray dove, inside this wallet is a map, and where the red cross is marked on the map, there is a chest buried in it, and in that box there are 100 gold bars. This is all my property and I want you to help me hand it over to my parents. And as a thank you, you can take 50 from it then, but ......"

"Brother, this is what you bought in exchange for your life, and I won't ask for any of it."

"Thank you...... Thank you...... Grey dove. ”

"Alright, tell me where your parents live, or it will be too late!"

The drug lord's personal bodyguard, after intermittently telling the address of his parents, suddenly coughed violently. Then he spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, tilted his head, and died.

That night, under the cover of night, Ouyang Hui took a sapper shovel, a backpack and a flashlight, and came to the place marked with a red cross on the map. He turned on his flashlight and checked the map again. That's right, the three palm trees form a regular triangle, and the red cross is in the center of the triangle.

Ouyang Hui waved the sapper shovel in his hand and began to excavate. When I dug about fifty or sixty centimeters deep, I suddenly went down with a spade and ran into an anomalous object. He took the flashlight and shone it, thinking it was a suitcase. Then, he cleared the dirt around him and got the thing out. It was indeed a suitcase, and when it was opened, it was filled with yellow, orange and orange gold bars. Ouyang Hui took the rucksack he brought and put all the gold bars into it. Then he backfilled the earth with a sapper shovel, and then carried the gold bars on his back and took his belongings, and disappeared into the darkness.

The next day, Ouyang Hui knocked on the door of a house. "Are you Iwako's mother?" He asked the middle-aged woman in front of him, who had opened the door for him.

"Don't mention Yanguang to me, he's dead in my heart." So saying, the woman prepared to close the door.

Ouyang Hui put one hand against the door and continued to the woman inside, "But he is really dead now. ”

"What?" The woman's body shook visibly, and she collapsed on the ground. "Retribution, it's all retribution!"

Ouyang Hui looked left and right, and then flashed into the courtyard. After closing the courtyard door, he stretched out his hand to help the woman up and walked towards the bamboo building. In the hall on the second floor, Ouyang Hui took off the backpack on his body and handed it to the woman. "This is what your son Iwako asked me to give you."

The woman pulled open her rucksack, looked inside, and then silently pulled it back on. "Take it, I don't want this bloody thing."

At this moment, from one of the rooms inside, a young woman ran out of the door. When he came closer, he reached out and grabbed the rucksack, but he grabbed it empty. That rucksack was instantly grabbed by Ouyang Hui in his hand.

Seeing this, the woman smiled awkwardly, "I'm Yanguang's wife, can you let me see Yanguang's relics?" ”

Ouyang Hui looked at her carefully a few times, and then threw the backpack in his hand in front of her. After she opened her backpack, she was first obviously surprised, then desperately concealed excitement, and finally, disguised grief. "This is what Yanguang bought in exchange for his life, this is Yanguang's life!"

Ouyang Hui agreed with what this woman said. But what the woman said next made Ouyang Hui feel bored.

"This big brother, you must be a friend of Iwako, right? Thank you for bringing us the Iwako stuff. Otherwise, you can take two sticks from it and go. ”

A sneer rose at the corner of Ouyang Hui's mouth, and he thought, "When I want to eat?" Just as he wanted to say no, he suddenly heard the middle-aged woman next to him scolding her: "Yuyan, you put it down for me." If you take what is unclean, will you not fear retribution? ”