Huang Zhipeng stood in front of a Lincoln car, looking at Zhan Xia Ge with a smile, Zhan Xia Ge walked over and hugged Huang Zhipeng into his arms, and said softly: "Thank you, brother!" ”

Zhan Xia Ge really didn't expect that with Huang Zhipeng's financial resources and status now, without using any privileges, through regular channels, even Huang Zhipeng flew to Shanghai overnight the next day to take action in person, and it took five full days to bail Zhan Xia Ge out of the detention center.

Zhan Xia Ge hugged Huang Zhipeng tightly and looked around, but he didn't see Yang Bangzhen's eldest brother, and the feeling of uneasiness suddenly hit Zhan Xia Ge's heart...... How did Brother Yang Zhenbang, who had no one to take care of him, spend these five days?

"Which of you is the Song of War?"

Zhan Xia Ge blurted out, "I am!" ”

From the communication room of the detention center, a police officer in his 40s walked out, holding a letter in his hand and saying: "There is a person named Yang Zhenbang, who asked me to hand over this letter to you when you leave the detention center. ”

"Thank you!"

Zhan Xia Ge ran over quickly, almost snatching the letter left by Yang Zhenbang from the policeman. Tearing open the envelope and taking out a piece of stationery from the inside, Yang Zhenbang's simple and implicit words with a flamboyant atmosphere jumped on the paper.

"Brother Zhan Xia Ge, I'm leaving."

After reading the first sentence, the warrior song was dumbfounded. Brother Yang Zhenbang is gone, but he is so weak that he can't even stand on his feet, he has no money, and his understanding of the world is even less pitiful, where can he go?!

At this time, Zhan Xia Ge quickly browsed the letter left by Yang Zhenbang's eldest brother at a glance and ten lines, or rather, it was the advice left by Yang Zhenbang's eldest brother.

"I must say, I can wake up again, meet a soldier like you, and see such a new China, it's worth it!"

Seeing these few words, Zhan Xia Ge let out a long breath of sullen breath in his lungs, and he took Yang Zhenbang to travel long distances throughout China, just so that Yang Zhenbang could see the changes in New China with his own eyes, and let him see the spirit of the generations of guardians of the Republic passed down from generation to generation. Seeing these few words, Zhan Xia Ge only felt that he had worked hard for nearly two months, and everything he had received in the detention center, was ...... It's worth it!

"I know that you have absolute loyalty to the motherland, and I also know that in many ways, you are a good soldier, but in you, too, there are too many shortcomings. You're the kind of person who simply ignores the rules and can cross the line at any time, or do something unexpected and out of line. We've been to Motuo together, and I'd like to ask you to think about what would have become of the Guardian there if they did as they pleased, even in defiance of their superiors' orders, like you. Of course, they won't do as much as you do, not just because they have a strong sense of duty, but because they don't dare! Behind them, there are court-martials, there are strict punishments by military law, but you have a privilege that I don't know why, and you can get the privilege of being above the rules. ”

"The real combat effectiveness of an army is the steel torrent formed by thousands of the most ordinary, but loyal ordinary soldiers, who condense their own strength, and by no means rely on a few well-trained and well-armed ace troops to support the beam. This is like if a country wants to raise its proud backbone, what it needs is the awakening of the self-confidence and self-esteem of the entire nation, rather than relying on a few men who are above the law and have hot blood, with their fierce eyes and wild fists, to defend it with fighting. ”

At this time, Zhan Xia Ge's hands were trembling slightly, and he suddenly raised his head fiercely, and in his heart, word by word, he deeply engraved the advice left by Yang Zhenbang's eldest brother into the deepest part of his soul. I don't know how many times I've heard these truths, but it wasn't until this time that I really understood the meaning behind these words and these truths. "Remember, if you don't give up the sense of superiority that comes with your origins, if you don't give up your privilege over the rules, you're not a real soldier. Because, real soldiers, excellent soldiers, their vocation, is obedience! You can't concentrate all the forces together, and the army that just wants the eight immortals to cross the sea and show their magical powers is just a plate of scattered sand! ”

"Don't look for me again, for this world, I am just a wandering spirit who returns by chance, and I can already see those brothers in heaven beckoning to me. Even if it's to maintain the dignity of a man, I want to find a place to die quietly. I don't need a look of pity, I don't need the so-called companionship, for soldiers like us, death is as natural as a silkworm chrysalis transforming into a beautiful butterfly. ”

Zhan Xia Ge suddenly shouted loudly: "No ......! ”

From this day on, on the bustling city streets of Shanghai, there were two more men who were as stupid as wandering ghosts, looking for Yang Zhenbang's advertisements were overwhelmingly sprinkled from various media, and the huge reward notice, that series of numbers was enough to make anyone's eyes round in an instant.

But...... Yang Zhenbang seemed to have completely disappeared as if he had sunk into the sea.

A month later, in the open area in front of the Kangxiwa Martyrs' Cemetery in Tibetan Province, there was an additional movable bungalow made of detachable materials, and since then the martyrs who have been buried here for a long time have two more companions.

Three months later, Yajie'er came to the Kangxiwa Martyrs' Cemetery, and she looked at the man sitting under the Hero's Monument in a daze, huddled in the cold wind, and tears instantly rushed into her eyes. She reached out violently to cover her mouth and let out a cry of sorrow: "Oh my God! ”

Yajie'er really couldn't believe her eyes, and it wasn't until this time that she finally understood what Huang Zhipeng said to her: "No matter who it is, please save the eldest brother, he is dying!" ”

The man who shrunk his hands in his sleeves, his face turned purple from the cold, his whole body trembled, his lips were cracked everywhere, and his eyes were so stupid that he could hardly find a little anger...... Warrior Song?!

And sitting next to Zhan Xia Ge, accompanying him to face the cold together, shivering together, and using the warmth of friendship to accompany Zhan Xia Ge to overcome loneliness, and finally did not let him freeze and freeze to death The fool is the brother who already owns a company with assets of hundreds of millions of dollars, but abandons his position as chairman, and almost gives up some of the brothers who accompany Zhan Xia Ge...... Huang Zhipeng?!

Hearing Yajie'er's footsteps, listening to Yajie'er's painful and sad low cry, it took a long time for the warrior to sing, and his stupid eyes like stone statues turned slightly. After a long wait, the cold had almost deprived Zhan Xia Ge of his ability to think, and he squinted at Yajie'er, and it took a full three minutes before he finally squeezed out a sentence from his almost frozen throat: "You...... Here it comes?! ”

"What the hell are you going to do?!"

Yajie'er flew over, but when she rushed in front of Zhan Xia Ge, she could only stop her steps violently, because she knew that it was impossible for Zhan Xia Ge's body to bear the consequences of her body's high-speed collision. Yajie'er looked at this Zhan Xia Ge who had just known her for less than two months, and left behind the stupid and stupid Zhan Xia Ge here, she really wanted to slap Zhan Xia Ge's face a few times, she really wanted to point at the nose of Zhan Xia Ge and cry and scold, let him know that his worries in the past few months and the loneliness and helplessness after waking up from his dream with cold sweat again and again in the dark night.

But in the face of such a warrior song, when Yajieer reacted, she had already wrapped the warrior song with her own body. She gently stroked the cheek of the warrior song with her hand, her hand was so warm, and so gentle, so soft that it made people feel that she was carefully caressing a rare treasure that could be broken at any time.

"Chivalry, why bother, why bother?"

Yajie'er's tears flowed down the cheeks of the two of them clinging to each other, little by little. That warm and warm feeling is a kind of pain for Zhan Xia Ge, a tearing pain.

"I've heard about you, now that three months have passed, Brother Yang Zhenbang is dead, why are you still waiting here stupidly, what do you want to do?" Yajie'er cried sadly: "Do you know that watching you spoil your body like this, my heart feels as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle?!" ”

"I just want to see Brother Yang Zhenbang again, I just want to tell him ......" tears, I don't know when, flowed out of the eyes of Zhan Xia Ge, mixed with Yajieer's tears, and could no longer distinguish each other, he said stupidly: "I just want to tell Brother Yang Zhenbang, I know I'm wrong!" I want to tell Brother Yang Zhenbang that I already know what I lack, and I want to tell Brother Yang Zhenbang in person, and I will change. But why didn't he even give me this last chance? Why would he rather face death alone than look at me again?! ”

Yajie'er grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and rubbed it desperately on Zhan Xia Ge's frostbitten arm, she cried and cried while helping Zhan Xia Ge heal her wounds: "Then why are you staying here stupidly, what's the point of you staying here?" ”

"Brother Yang Zhenbang will definitely come back here!" Zhan Xia Ge said softly: "Because there is his company commander brother buried here, if you let Yang Zhenbang's eldest brother choose a place to face death by himself, he will definitely return here again!" China is so big, it's not easy to find someone, I'm tired of running and looking for trouble, so I'm here to wait for him. ”

"But he's dead! Do you understand, Brother Yang Zhenbang is dead! Yajie'er finally couldn't help but shout: "Actually, you already know in your heart that without the support of medicine, it is impossible for Brother Yang Zhenbang to support it until now, and if you wait like this, there will be no results." ”

"No!"

Zhan Xia Ge turned his head, looked at the towering hero monument behind him, and said in a low voice: "I believe that Brother Yang Zhenbang will definitely return here, because this is his home!" Fallen leaves, after all, must return to the roots. ”

Is this man a genius or an idiot?

Or are men who qualify as heroes themselves crazy idiots?

Yajie'er held the warrior song in her arms and sat on the steps of the heroic monument, "You go, I'll go; You stay, I stay; You die, I die! ”

Zhan Xia Ge and Ya Jie'er both closed their mouths, and from this day on, those heroes and martyrs lying in the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery had another companion.

Whether it is against Zhan Xia Ge, Ya Jieer or Huang Zhipeng, this is destined to be a desperate wait. Cars passed by on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, and every passerby who passed by here got off the bus to pay homage to the heroes, and they all looked at the three people who were sitting there like stone statues with curious eyes. I don't know when it began, but the drivers who often pass by this road began to deliberately prepare more food and spirits to protect themselves from the cold every time they needed to pass by the Kangsiwa Martyrs Cemetery. Although Huang Zhipeng has a special car to deliver supplies here regularly, those drivers still insist on leaving their hearts. In their eyes, people who can stick to such a harsh environment, no matter what the reason, are also heroes!

Half a year later, a "Black Hawk" helicopter landed in the open area in front of the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery.

This time, it was Principal Li Xiangshang who came.

Li Xiangshang looked at the man who had been able to survive for half a year in this environment, and even he didn't know whether there was more anger in his eyes, or more sympathy and even admiration. Li Xiangshang walked in front of Zhan Xia Ge, he handed a small wooden box to Zhan Xia Ge, and said in a low voice: "Come home with me!" ”

Zhan Xia Ge didn't reach out to take the wooden box, he just shook his head blankly when he heard Li Xiangshang's words, his eyes were already staring at a flying dust in the distance, and another car was coming. Li Xiangshang slowly opened the small wooden box in his hand, in that small wooden box, five medals made of brass, and one silver eagle medal made of sterling silver, neatly arranged in two rows, looking at these familiar medals, a trace of brilliance suddenly flashed in the eyes of Zhan Xia Ge, but it instantly returned to plainness.

"Don't wait any longer, it's been half a year," Li Xiangshang found that he really couldn't comfort people, and when he said this, he paused for a long time before continuing: "If Yang Zhenbang really woke up from the ice and really only had two months left to live, his body might have been sent to the cremation plant somewhere, as a wanderer who could not prove his identity and died suddenly." ”

"No!" Zhan Xia Ge said in a deep voice: "I don't care what, I want to see people in life and corpses in death!" ”

Li Xiangshang was really stunned, Zhan Xia Ge was the descendant army he brought up, Li Xiangshang really knew the surname of Zhan Xia Ge too well, when Zhan Xia Ge made the final decision, it would definitely not be Huang He's heart would not die, and no one could change his decision. Without this kind of will and perseverance, Zhan Xia Ge would not be worthy of becoming the third fang of China's Fifth Special Force.

Li Xiangshang was silent for a long, long time, he stood there quietly with Zhan Xia Ge, Ya Jie'er, and Huang Zhipeng, he could directly order Zhan Xia Ge, who had not been officially relieved of his military duties, to return to the army, but Li Xiangshang understood that once this order was issued, what he brought back to the Fifth Special Force would be a lifeless walking corpse.

Li Xiangshang took out a cigarette clip from his pocket, and in the soft sound of the lighter, a wisp of blue smoke rose in the air of the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery.

As a professional soldier and leader of the Fifth Special Force, Li Xiangshang has never smoked cigarettes in his life. But this time he not only made an exception, but also smoked fiercely, and soon at Li Xiangshang's feet, he threw a cigarette butt on the ground. It wasn't until he went to get the cigarettes again that Li Xiangshang knew that he had smoked a full fifteen cigarettes. Looking at the battle hero song who had fallen into a long-term stunt, Li Xiangshang gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly said, "Do you have to see Yang Zhenbang before you are willing to go back with me?" ”

Zhan Xia Ge didn't speak, this question, he didn't need to answer it at all.

Li Xiangshang took out a small walkie-talkie from his pocket and said, "Come out." ”

The door of the "Black Hawk" helicopter, which had been silent for a long time, was pushed open again, and a person slowly walked out of the helicopter. Looking at this person's face, Yajie'er and Huang Zhipeng didn't have any special feelings, but Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly broke away from Yajie'er's arm and jumped up. Sitting there for a long time, the blood circulation in the body was not smooth, and even the machine gun could not kill the warrior song, at this time, it was like a wooden stake, with the most embarrassing movements, straight to the ground.

On the plateau at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, the skin that had become quite fragile immediately oozed bloodshot in seven or eight places, and the corners of Zhan Xia Ge's eyes that suddenly widened were even more oozing two thin bloodshots, but what could this be? The warrior singer got up on his feet, he pointed to the man who had just stepped off the helicopter, and shouted loudly: "Brother Yang Zhenbang?!" ”

The voice of the warrior song stopped abruptly, although he was already sitting here in a daze and stupid, but he was still a warrior singer after all!

Not to mention that half a year has passed, Yang Zhenbang should have already returned to heaven, even if he returned to the underground scientific research center under the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and let that Academician Sun Leijing extend his life to the present with the help of various drugs and first-aid equipment, he would definitely not be so full of spirit!

Zhan Xia Ge's gaze slowly sharpened, he stared at this sudden appearance of "Yang Zhenbang", yes, it was the familiar eyes, the bitter smile with apologies, all of this was so familiar and unfamiliar, which made Zhan Xia Ge involuntarily confused. He really couldn't tell whether this "Yang Zhenbang" was real or fake.

(To be continued)