Five months later......

The wind rose, and there was a soft sound of "bang" and "bang" in the distant woods, which brought the slight tide of the distant sea water and the coolness of the sea. Zhan Xia Ge let out a long breath, straightened his waist, which was already a little sore, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Zhan Xia Ge turned his head and looked at the world opened up by his own shovel at his feet, the rows of neat and mighty seedlings like soldiers lined up, standing proudly in this world of mud and soil. This kind of straightness, this kind of spacing that is almost measured with a ruler, even if it is a farmer who has been with the crops all his life, may not be able to do better than the war hero song.

Looking at the results of his hard work for several hours, Zhan Xia Ge nodded slightly.

Bonaka, who had been hiding in the shade of a tree in the distance and secretly looking at the song of the warriors, shook her head wordlessly. Counting, she and Zhan Xia Ge have been together for almost eleven months, and no matter how brilliant the results and achievements they have achieved in the battle, she has never seen the smile of Zhan Xia Ge.

The person who fights the heroes seems to be born with no laughter. His face is always tight, and the edges and corners of his face, like those carved by a knife and an axe, are always hard, distinct, and metallic. And his eyes, Bonaka dared to bet with anyone in this world, it was definitely the source of strange charm that could turn most women into fire-fighting moths from thousands of miles away.

Until now, Bonaka can't find the right words to express to others, the eyes of the war hero song, which should be as bright as the stars in the dark night, are now forever shrouded in a layer of indescribable fog, how much pressure and shock will be given to every man, how much temptation and helplessness will be given to women.

Bonaka can't even use words to tell the people around him, when Zhan Xia Ge faced the most tragic war, in the most dangerous, the most glued, and the most chaotic, Zhan Xia Ge stared at the map in front of him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, raising a trace of arc that can never be described as a "smile", raising a kind of domineering spirit that dominates the world, raising a kind of arrogance from the deepest part of his life, the most presumptuous arrogance in the face of death, which brought Bonaka touching and palpitations in an instant.

On the battlefield, Zhan Xia Ge is a master who is born to lead everyone around him to create extraordinary military miracles, now even if he is only wearing a pair of mud-stained shorts, a tattered coat, and standing in the paddy field with hot sweat doing the most humble work, even his face is because of the sweat on his face just now, and there is a little more mud left inadvertently, but his body is still erect like a javelin, with a sharp touch, but also with a kind of loneliness that anyone can feel.

Or everyone says that heroes are lonely?

Bonaka heard some stories about the war hero song intermittently from some people's mouths, and Bonaka really couldn't imagine what kind of woman could make the war hero song such a man among men, a hero among heroes, be able to use all his feelings to care, to care, to love; Bonaka couldn't imagine that the woman named "Yajie'er" could bear to pull the trigger of the rifle in her hand in the face of a man who was doing everything for her wholeheartedly.

"He turned out to be a very cheerful man, his smile is like sunshine, with a kind of infectious charm, even in the most dangerous and difficult environment, you will involuntarily relax when you see his smile."

Bonaka really doesn't believe that Orlansley, the so-called "old friend" of the war song, evaluates the war song, like the war hero song is so cold, such a desperate man, so hard as a stone, on the battlefield can completely treat any person's life as a pawn and weight, can be discarded or abolished at will, will he really have a sunny smile? He really ...... Do you know what friendship and love are?!

Zhan Xia Ge suddenly turned his head, his gaze crossed the not-so-distant distance between each other, and stabbed Bonaka's body fiercely, causing every sweat pore in her body to shrink violently in an instant, and then completely open in an instant. Although she had spent more than a hundred nights under the same roof with this man, Bonaka was still pierced by the gaze of the warrior song, and the hot sweat kept seeping from her skin, and soon seeped into her clothes. Bonaka understands that this is the feeling of a creature in the face of an irresistible death.

Seeing that it was Bonaka, in the face of Bonaka's initial panic and the laughter that could only be described as amorous to him at the end, the expression of Zhanxia Song was like seeing a stone, and he slowly turned his head again. In the face of such a warrior song, Bonaka only felt a little discouraged, and the only thing that could make Bonaka feel a little comforted was that after getting along under the same roof for so long, the warrior song finally nodded slightly to her as a symbol of her surname.

Bonaka tried her best to relax her body, carrying the bamboo fence she had woven with her own hands, and slowly walked towards the Battle Hero Song. Regardless of whether the Warrior Song has a sunny smile or not, and whether the Warrior Song has ever understood love and friendship, at least Bonaka knows one thing smartly...... A man as strong as Zhan Xia Ge, he will not like a woman who is too weak, if he faces his gaze and his murderous aura inadvertently, he will be frightened to the point that his legs are weak and his facial muscles are stiff, then no matter how charming and beautiful this woman is, she has lost the qualification to win the favor and affection of this kind of man.

The closer he gets to the Battle Hero Song, the more Bonaka can feel the cold aura of the War Hero Song that rejects people thousands of miles away. Bonaka is smart, if she is not smart, she is definitely not qualified to be the assistant secretary of the Frogacia Frogasia's side of the Führer, you must know that this position is in some cases equivalent to the spokesperson of the Führer, even the cabinet officials around the Führer, when they see her, they have to maintain the necessary politeness and respect. But Bonaka understands that she is also stupid, if she is not stupid, how can she still stupidly bump into Zhan Xia Ge like a moth facing flames?!

Ponaka can become the assistant secretary to the Führer, and become his spokesman on certain occasions, in addition to having a smart mind and being able to deal with all kinds of emergencies, she must of course have excellent appearance and noble temperament. In fact, if Bonaca were to participate in the Flogascia National Beauty Pageant, she would definitely be eligible for the "Queen" crown.

Bonaka is a mixed race with both Eastern and Western blood, and God seems to favor her too much, focusing on the advantages of Eastern and Western female surnames. She has a tall and beautiful but plump enough body, even looking at her back, it is enough to make every man who passes by her think of it. Bonakana comes from an oriental female surname, and her unique delicate skin, and her delicate and well-defined facial features give her a kind of beauty where delicacy and contour coexist. And her watery intentions, with three points of purity, with three points of wisdom, with two points of maturity, and with two points of tenderness like water, can make a man in the moment of amazement, in the depths of his heart to take care of her and cherish a feeling.

Bonaka has absorbed enough self-confidence from the eyes of those men, but in the face of the rock-like warrior song, her self-confidence has been hit hard again and again. Sometimes even Bonaka herself doesn't understand what she's doing this for, even if the Führer once ordered her, in order to attract talents, in order to be able to successfully restore the country, she should "get closer" to the war hero song, and use the excuse of "war hero song as the supreme commander of the army, you must have a reliable staff and assistant", and shoehorned Bonaka to the side of the war hero song, but no one ordered her, in the face of such a cold war hero song, slowly give her true feelings, right?!

Bonaka walked over to Warrior Song, and she whispered, "I'm here." ”

There was no reaction to the battle song, Bonaka had already become accustomed to it, she opened the bamboo basket in her hand and took out a large bowl with rough handiwork from it. This bowl is really big, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not so much a bowl as a clay pot, in such a big bowl, full of rice grown by the warriors. In a smaller bowl, there were wild vegetables boiled in fish broth and two turtle eggs, and Ponaka even took out two wild fruits from the bamboo blue.

Florida is located in the South Pacific Ocean, where it is in a state of high temperatures all year round, and rice can be grown almost regardless of the season, and it only takes four months to mature and harvest. This kind of rice, some similar to the rice in southern Hainan of China, has a short growth cycle, rough rice quality, and of course a very average taste, but under the idea of "doing it yourself to have enough food and clothing", the army of more than 7,000 people led by Zhan Xia Ge used the rice seedlings they ventured to get from outside, reclaimed the barren land and planted rice, so that they could get enough food, and put an end to the situation that they had to hunt, fish, and pick wild fruits every day to wrap their stomachs.

As for the small bowl of vegetables, it was boiled directly in water, and a little salt that they had dried themselves on the seashore was added, and because it had not been properly purified, it tasted indescribably bitter. But Ponaka believes that anyone in this world, over time, can tell from these foods that she has been integrated into the feelings.

"Thank you!"

Zhan Xia Ge put down the rice seedlings in his hand, took the rice bowl and chopsticks made of bamboo chips handed over by Bonaka, crossed his knees, and chewed slowly. The "Angry Lions" had not attacked them for nearly five months, and Zhan Xia Ge commanded an army of more than 7,000 men, relying on the terrain to dig a large number of infantry tunnels and bomb shelters, and build a defensive compound position composed of points, lines, and layers.

The "Angry Lion" organization wanted to break through the complex position of 7,000 experienced soldiers in the defense of the Warrior Song, and without the support of artillery fire, they would need to mobilize about 30,000 professional soldiers. If you want to surround this base and prevent the most elite special forces from leading the most elite special forces to directly protect the Führer's retreat when the base is breached, the "Raging Lion" organization needs to mobilize at least 100,000 troops to attack and arrange barriers.

The "Raging Lions" organization is now at war with the 400,000 political axe army that is still loyal to the Führer, and it is impossible for them to mobilize more than 100,000 troops and enter the primeval jungle to kill such a base that has more than enough self-preservation and insufficient attack.

In this case, the warrior song ate very calmly. He chewed each bite of food carefully, and then chewed them down slowly, trying to maximize the nutrients in his stomach. Even the cores of the two wild fruits were crushed by Zhan Xia Ge, and he took out the kernels inside and put them in his mouth.

Bonaka sat behind Warrior Song, and she quietly stared at Warrior Song's bronzed face, feeling the most terrifying power hidden beneath the muscles of his body. The man who is sitting there and munching food silently is a rare man in this world, whether it is intelligence or personal force, has reached a kind of peak, and can be called perfect. If she could, Bonaka really wanted to reach out and touch it, the hard, stretched, but like a panther, the muscles that gave people a sense of speed and agility. She wanted to stretch out her hands even more, gently rub them on the forehead of Zhan Xia Ge, and use the tenderness that belonged to a girl to sweep away his eyes, the wisps of emptiness and indescribable sadness that made her heart tremble when she saw this man for the first time.

And the waist of the warrior song...... What kind of happiness should it be if a woman could use her own hands to tightly hug his waist that proudly supports the confidence and strength of a man, gently pill her head on his body, hide in the chest that can support a blue sky for any woman in this world, and listen to his powerful heartbeat?

But the big bowl that the warrior song handed to her shattered all of Bonaka's illusions again. The rice warrior song only ate half of it, "Now we are still very short of food, and everyone must control the food ration rationing. If one day I become a wounded soldier or a sick number, you can give me such a special case. ”

After a brief pause, Zhan Xia Song continued: "Also, each of us here has our own work, and the two of us need to set an example, don't bring me food in the future." ”

Ignoring Ponaka, whose teeth had already bitten out a few bloody streaks of blood, Zhan Xia Ge grabbed the rice seedlings he had placed beside him, walked back to the rice field, and resumed his work.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set behind a certain mountain on the island, and the sky and the earth were sprinkled with golden streamers, and even the few flying clouds on the horizon brought out a gorgeous elegance, that Zhan Xia Ge wiped the mud on his hands on his pants and walked out of the rice field where he had been working all day.

The shadow of the warrior song pulled out a long slanted strip on the ground, and as he walked forward step by step, his back continued to ripple on the uneven ground. If you only look at it from the back, the AK automatic rifle that Zhan Xia Ge carries on his back really looks like a hoe in the hands of a farmer.

The slightly refreshing breeze in the evening, gently brushed from the face of the warrior song, sniffing the surroundings that did not have any pollution, in the case of inaccessibility, completely retained the original plant fragrance, smelling the calm earth, the earth that gave them food and living space for these visitors, the smell of earth coming out of it, looking at a few flying insects flying between the green leaves and wild flowers, although I knew that this was just a kind of war middle zone, false peace and beauty, like soap bubbles blown up by a child in the sky, It may turn into countless pieces at any time, but the battle hero song still has an unprecedented identity for the sky and earth in front of him, and for him...... The peasants have an indescribable nostalgia in their hearts.

The eyes of the warrior fell on a bush of budding wildflowers. It's really a small wildflower, but in the sunset, it looks like it's plated with a layer of gold, exuding a soft brilliance, and in the breeze this little wildflower is constantly shaking, pouring its most humble fragrance and beauty on the land without reservation.

Zhan Xia Ge's body suddenly froze, because before he knew it, he had already picked the small wildflower into his hands.

"Why did I pick this wildflower?"

Zhan Xia Ge looked at the innocent wildflower in his hand, since he entered the Fifth Special Unit and received the most rigorous inhuman training, he would no longer do such meaningless things that would only waste his physical strength.

With this little wildflower, with a slight puzzle, with a slight exhaustion after a long day of work, carrying an AK automatic rifle that had not fired a bullet for five months, the warrior song continued to walk back. Zhan Xia Ge turned over a hillside, saw the small thatched hut of his own in the distance, saw the smoke rising in front of the small thatched house, and imagined that Bonaka, a highly educated girl who was said to have obtained a double master's degree at the age of twenty-four, was lying in front of a stove made of a few stones, cooking food for them, and an indescribable sense of peace slowly rose from the bottom of Zhan Xia Ge's heart.

If he was not mistaken, when he returned to his "home", Bonaka had not only prepared a pair of homemade, a bit like wooden shoes, but also prepared a basin of hot water for washing his feet. The two of them would sit at a table made of logs and have dinner together in the afterglow of the sun. If he did come back late, Bonaka would light a small oil lamp and sit in front of the house waiting quietly for his return. In the gentle popping of the lanterns, the coconut oil squeezed by Bonakar's own hands also exuded a good fragrance, and his scene was really moving......

His gaze swept over the wildflower in his hand again, and the whole person of Zhan Xia Ge froze again. Because at this time, he finally understood why he instinctively plucked that wildflower. It has been 12 years since he joined China's Fifth Special Unit at the age of 18. He has experienced twelve years of ups and downs, and experienced thrills and excitement that an ordinary person cannot imagine in this life, let alone experience it. But correspondingly, in his life, there is also one thing that is missing in the eyes of ordinary people...... Peaceful life!

Warrior songs often use the soldier's natural surname to attack, attack and attack, to warn themselves. But when he really blended into this ordinary life, and felt calm and comfortable in the coming out and resting, when he walked towards a nest where a woman was waiting for him to come back and was cooking dinner for him, deep down in his heart, a corner that he thought was sealed off, was unconsciously softening.

And he plucked the wildflower, it was when he suddenly abandoned the profession of a soldier, the war and blood, and even forgot for a moment that Yajie'er, the most important woman in his life, just stared at the wisps of smoke that rose.

Even Zhan Xia Ge himself forgot who had commented on him: "If you hadn't taken on too heavy responsibilities and didn't enter China's Fifth Special Army, you should have been a considerate husband and a gentle and romantic lover!" ”

In this world full of golden glow, which is so beautiful that it is beyond reality, between the sky and the earth where countless business powers are born in a barren land, gazing at the wisps of smoke that rises, the song of the warriors is really ...... Idiot.

People who have not experienced the life of War Hero Song really won't understand that this ordinary scene has brought a huge shock to his soul.

Warrior Song stood on the hillside in a daze, staring at everything in front of him until the smoke in front of his "home", the small thatched house, slowly stopped until the sun completely disappeared on the other side of the sea and the sky, until the dark sky covered the whole earth. Until...... In front of the small thatched house that belonged to him, a light the size of a bean began to shake continuously, illuminating the song of the warriors...... The way home!

And Bonaka, who had already prepared dinner, took advantage of the light to pick up the needle and thread, and with the clumsy movement of her fingers that she didn't know how many times she had pierced, she began to sew a coat for the warrior song. Under the light of the small oil lamp, the warrior song standing on the hillside can clearly see that Bonaka's expression of concentration is beautiful and clumsy, and the warrior song can even imagine that the line she left on her clothes is crooked, but the stitches are fine and dense.

(To be continued)