As for himself......

Li Xiangshang carefully put this group photo into his personal pocket, he glanced at his office again, and then silently left the room that represented China's fifth special force, the highest center of power.

Li waved slightly to Shang and motioned for the assistant principal to continue his work, and he walked slowly alone, his lonely footsteps echoing in the corridor of the Fifth Special Force Instructor's Building. When Li Xiangshang walked to the school's playground, he stared at the grass and trees on the school campus with an almost greedy gaze. A breeze blew, and rows of poplar treetops fluttered in the small grove in the east corner of the campus, and under that small poplar forest, in a simple pigeon shed made of wooden planks, pigeons still came and went from time to time. When these pigeons spread their wings and fly in the air, drawing circles with the pigeon loft as the core, the crisp pigeon whistle will be played leisurely in the air. Looking at the pigeon shed that Zhu Jianjun used to train the students' ability to integrate with nature, and gently stroking the photo that he treasured in his pocket, Li Xiangshang let out a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Li Xiangshang finally experienced the feeling of loss and reluctance when those partners who had fought on their backs but were constantly eliminated in the cruel training day after night, and when they left the Fifth Special Unit.

Li Xiangshang slowly walked to the communication room in front of the school gate, and Yang Huanhong, the assistant instructor in the communication room who had fought with several military dogs with his bare hands, left too many disabilities, and also understood too many fighting skills with military dogs, stood up and gave Li Xiangshang a standard military salute. After Li Xiangshang returned the gift, he found a hard card the size of a poker from the communication room, Yang Huanhong looked at Li Xiangshang in surprise on the hard card, neatly wrote his name, and after a little thought, he left a string of phone numbers on it.

In front of Yang Huanhong, Li Xiangshang threw the card into a red mailbox. This red mailbox is made of a full inch thick wooden plank, and the most distinctive thing is that there is no hatch that can be opened on such an absolutely hard mailbox, in other words, if you want to take out all the cards thrown into this mailbox, you can only use violent means to smash the mailbox directly.

Looking at Li Xiangshang's movements, Yang Huanhong's eyes widened, this iron-blooded soldier who was crippled and not even afraid of being alive couldn't help but exclaimed: "Principal, you ......"

Li Xiangshang shook his head and said in a low voice, "Don't ask!" But in any case, I have to follow the rules of our Fifth Special Forces. ”

Yang Huanhong's face became even more weird.

In the Fifth Special Unit, there is an unwritten rule that no one mandates, but every year in the communication room of the school, it is replaced with a red mailbox that also has no hatch and is the same hard. Every soldier who has served or studied in the Fifth Special Unit for more than five years, after retiring or being eliminated, will make a special trip to the school's communication room after resigning to the principal, and drop a card in this mailbox.

On the card, their names are written, as well as their contact information and home address.

Today, dozens of such mailboxes have been stored in a huge vault of the Fifth Special Force, and every member of the Fifth Special Force calls this kind of mailbox a "red signal."

Every cadet who has retired or been eliminated from China's Fifth Special Unit has the same agreement: When the door of the motherland is opened by the enemy and the flames of war are ignited on the land of the motherland, these mailboxes without hatches will be taken out, and the cards with the names and contact information of each member will be seen again.

Whether it is ten years, twenty years, thirty years, or forty years, as long as they still have the strength to pick up the weapons in their hands, as long as they still remember the proud military soul flowing in their blood, after receiving a call from the school, they, the men who have received at least five years of special training, will return to the Fifth Special Unit unconditionally!

It is conceivable that these men who have already left the army and left their iron-blooded careers, after returning to the barracks and having to re-undergo the test of blood and fire, how much sacrifice they must make in order to slowly re-excavate the crazy beast-like combat power from their bodies.

Frankly speaking, they are a group of heroes and dead soldiers who know that they will die, but still generously go to justice!

If you want to ask the reason, you don't need anyone to answer you, you just need to flip the red mailbox that will always exist in the communication room, and you will see two sentences behind the mailbox: I would rather be the soul of the battlefield than the slave of the country!

This is the kind of [***] people who die without regrets...... War Spirit!

This is the ...... of the Chinese people who dominate the world Battle Song!

Li Xiangshang threw his card into the red mailbox because he knew that he might be transferred out of the Fifth Special Force.

Soldiers have their own unspoken rules, where there is a disaster, the soldier will run to the disaster relief, where there is a need for help, the soldier will appear, these jobs can be done by the soldier, and should be done. But, to put it bluntly, this is not really the duty of a military man.

The greatest duty of a soldier is to maintain deterrence in peacetime, to shock some young people, so that they dare not invade the country; When the war is raging, their only task is to kill! The more enemies you kill, the more civilians you can save, so the soldier's heavenly surname is to attack, attack, and attack again!

From the perspective and perspective of a soldier on the battlefield, the only mistake of the war hero song was that after strangling the life of that mother, he couldn't bear the pressure brought to him by Yajie'er, and he couldn't bear to see Yajie'er's grief-stricken eyes, so he let go of that father, leaving him with such a terrible aftermath.

However, the unspoken rules are, after all, unspoken rules, more or less with some dark colors that cross the bottom line of public morality, and they must not be brought to the table, let alone used as a reason to explain or shirk responsibility. Zhan Xia Ge's judgment and actions at that time were completely correct, but once his series of behaviors were made public, for Zhan Xia Ge and Li Xiangshang, who recruited him into the army and nominated him as the successor of the next principal, it would be the most terrible disaster that was enough to break their bones!

Li Xiangshang calculated in his heart, "In about four or five hours, my resignation order will be sent to the Fifth Special Force, right?" ”

Waving goodbye to Yang Huanhong, Li Xiangshang slowly walked through the campus, to his surprise, it should be the end of class, but on the campus, he could hardly see a single student or teacher.

(To be continued)