Zhan Xia Ge and Zhao Haiping got on the train, they kept drinking, and every time the train arrived at a slightly larger station, they would buy back the city's characteristic spirits and food.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's done!"

Zhan Xia Ge and Zhao Haiping slammed the wine bottles in their hands together again and again, they tore the chicken in the packaging bag hard, put them in their mouths and chewed them, they knocked the empty cans with spoons, and sang the war song of their hearts without regrets again and again. They sang with a real incomplete tone, but they were still self-righteous and hoarse, and the people in the whole carriage could hear it clearly even through the wall of the box.

As soon as the conductor walked into their box, looking at the wine bottles and food debris all over the floor, he couldn't help frowning, Zhan Xia Ge grabbed the conductor, stuffed the wine bottle in his hand into the conductor's hand, and shouted with a knotted tongue: "This big brother, I know that we are too noisy to disturb you and you, but I am happy!" I'm fucking happy! Did you see it, it's my brother sitting there, we are together every day, but we have not been sitting together for three whole years, drinking a good meal, singing a good song! ”

"What brother, you're not my brother!" Zhao Haiping stared at the drunken eyes in a daze, slapped the table and shouted: "You are my master, my master!" As the saying goes, once you are a teacher and a father for life, you call me a brother and brother every day, do you know how fucking awkward it makes me?! If you don't understand this feeling, let your dad call you a brother! ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... You're finally telling the truth, you're a fucking stuffy thing, you've been stuffy in your heart for so long, you're finally telling the truth?! ”

Zhan Xia Ge smiled and grabbed another wine bottle, stretched out his hand to put his arms around the conductor's neck, and shouted, "Okay, just for me, a stuffy apprentice, let's have a drink together!" ”

After drinking the liquor in their hands, the two of them suddenly laughed together, laughing so much that the others couldn't understand what was going on, and the two of them lay on the table together and cried bitterly.

The train attendant finally broke free from the clamping of the war hero song and fled, leaving only two guys who were crying and laughing and playing drunk and crazy.

Looking at the re-closed box door, after a while, Zhao Haiping said softly: "Master! ”

Zhan Xia Ge was lying on the table, his head was only two or three inches away from Zhao Haiping, he didn't raise his head, and said, "Huh? ”

"I didn't understand until now what it means to live too soberly is pain!" Zhao Haiping's eyes were full of bitterness, and he said softly: "I can't imagine that before I die, I want to get really drunk once, but I can't do it!" The willpower training course of the fifth special force is really fucking useful! ”

"Because we've been trained to be machines, and machines don't get drunk!" Zhan Xia Ge's hand swept under the table, gently taking away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he raised his head suddenly, patted the table and shouted: "In that case, we don't want to pretend, we just keep singing, keep drinking, can get us drunk to death, it's also a fucking joy in life!" ”

"Cheers to two big!"

"Dang" made a soft sound, and the wine bottle in Zhan Xia Ge and Zhao Haiping's hands touched each other again.

The two of them spent thirty-six hours in the train drinking, singing, crying and laughing, and when they stepped off the train, their steps were still steady. Hop on another coach, and after four hours, they finally returned to the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School.

The old general Zheng Xun has now taken a back seat because of his advanced age, and it is surprising that the superiors did not send a new principal to take over the school, but directly promoted Li Xiangshang, the most senior colonel of the Fifth Special Force, to the acting principal, and the old principal Zheng Xun supervised behind his back, once the three-year period proves that Li Xiangshang is capable of the duties of the principal of the Fifth Special Force, he is likely to become a very "young" major general at the age of only 52 years old, and the principal of the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School.

At the suggestion of Acting Principal Li Xiangshang, this is now not only the school, but also the base camp of the Fifth Special Force, and those graduating cadets, after a period of experience, will return to the school, while resting, while sharing the knowledge and experience they have gained in practice with others.

These veterans can also become temporary instructors for the cadets, and use one-on-one training to improve the military technology and theoretical knowledge of the cadets.

Staring at the not-so-high wall of the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School in the distance, Zhan Xia Ge said softly: "Brother, if you go in, you may never be able to get out on your own!" ”

Zhao Haiping nodded vigorously.

The two of them walked back to the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School silently, and before they entered the school gate, Zhan Xia Ge clearly saw that more than a dozen people were standing on the school campus waiting for them, among which the one standing at the front was a lieutenant colonel who Zhan Xia Ge had never seen before, and it was estimated that he was a special commissioner of the Secret Military Justice Department of the Fifth Special Army.

The commissioner's gaze swept over Zhan Xia Ge's face and fell directly on Zhao Haiping's body, and he shouted, "Zhao Haiping?!" ”

Zhao Haiping's whole body was trembling slightly at this moment, but he still stubbornly straightened his waist and shouted, "Yes!" ”

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The lieutenant colonel walked over quickly, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Haiping twice in the face, Zhao Haiping stubbornly raised his head, he did not dodge or dodge to bear these two absolutely heavy slaps, and a trace of blood slowly seeped down from the corner of his mouth.

Zhan Xia Ge, who was standing next to him, couldn't help frowning, the lieutenant colonel raised his foot and kicked Zhao Haiping's abdomen hard, Zhao Haiping's face turned pale in an instant, he reached out to cover his abdomen that he had just been stabbed with a dagger by a hooligan two days ago, and under everyone's silent gaze, after more than ten seconds, he slowly straightened up again.

The lieutenant colonel kicked Zhao Haiping in the abdomen, which was already oozing blood, this time he kicked harder, and Zhao Haiping fell to the ground, but he didn't even snort, and struggled to stand up.

The lieutenant colonel raised his arm and slapped Zhao Haiping fiercely while roaring: "You scum of the Fifth Special Force, you are a shame to all of us!" What qualifications do you have to stand up? You get on my knees! ”

Zhao Haiping shook the blood from the corner of his mouth, "bang", and fell to his knees on the field of the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School.

(To be continued)