The night of parting is always very difficult, how many days and nights have you looked back, how much you have given up, how much you have, but once it has passed, you are about to find a new life, just like every time you open the door in front of you when you are on a mission, the world inside is always unknown.

Those lovely comrades-in-arms who accompanied me, the barracks where I shed sweat, blood, and teardrops, farewell, you will always be in my heart, this is my youth.

Jiang Liangcai quietly smoked the last cigarette, he picked up his simple suit, did not say goodbye, did not hug, saluted his youth for the last time in the desertion, and embarked on his new journey with the moonlight sinking in the west.

When the off-road vehicle arrived at the gate of the corps, the middle-aged man was already waiting at the door, looking at Jiang Liangcai, who was striding towards him, he shook off the cigarette in his hand, and smiled with relief, "I thought you would be late."

"No, chief".

The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand, "That's not necessarily, I've seen a lot of things like this, people's feelings, understandable."

Also, don't call me chief, just call me Lao Zhou."

Jiang Liangcai nodded. Lao Zhou took the bag in his hand and said, "Let's go."

The two boarded the car, and after a whistling, with a thick layer of wind and dust, the car was far away from the city that Jiang Liangcai had dedicated himself to for many years, and he took one last look behind him, and waved goodbye with a full of reluctance.

The car is not going in the direction of high speed.

The scenery is becoming more and more beautiful. The grass is still green, the shadows of the trees are swaying, reflected in the golden morning glow, there is a unique southern scenery.

They walked for more than two hours, turned into a mountain, and walked for nearly an hour before they came to a military airfield.

The guards at the gate checked their identities, saw the documents of the National Security Bureau, and immediately let them go, and everyone knew what the weight of these words meant.

The car stopped next to the runway of the plane, "arrived" Lao Zhou said to Jiang Liangcai, after getting off the car, Jiang Liang found that there was already a small plane waiting in front of him.

After getting on the plane, Lao Zhou didn't say anything to Jiang Liangcai, and began to close his eyes and recuperate, and he was self-cultivation.

"Good guys, they're all starting to settle down." Jiang Liangcai thought about it and shook his head helplessly.

There was nothing to do, so he turned up the newspapers in front of him, all of which were factual news, and many of them were internal publications, with two big red characters "top secret" clearly reflected on them, Jiang Liang knew what this meant, and hurriedly put it down.

"Take a look," Lao Zhou next to him still closed his eyes, "These were originally prepared for you, you will be a student from now on, you have to know more."

Jiang Liangcai stuck out his tongue, "You old monster, you are watching me from the side, since you said to look at it, don't look at it in vain, just treat it as a pastime." ”

I still picked it up and slowly flipped through it, and it was basically full of the current shape of country Z and the contradictions between the famous clans inside and outside, the separatist forces, the situation of the enemy and us, and the evil deeds of some terrorists.

Jiang Liangcai smacked his tongue, is he going to do this in the future, this is more than his previous life. Watching the bad deeds of terrorists invisibly made his heart burn.

Three hours later, the plane landed at another military airport, and there were all kinds of planes that Jiang Liangcai had never seen before, and some of them even looked like foreign military equipment, which was completely high-tech equipment.

"What kind of place is this", Jiang Liangcai felt that he had simply come to a military base abroad.

Lao Zhou and Jiang Liang got off the plane and got into the car, without a single stop, and drove directly to the desolation farther away.

Another hour away, the car stopped in a large courtyard in a mountain col, surrounded by sentry towers, and the walls around the yard were also full of infrared equipment, and there was barbed wire in front, and there were infrared sensing devices around the walls.

On the periphery of the courtyard, all the soldiers with loaded guns were patrolling, looking at their vigorous steps, burly bodies, obviously elite in a hundred battles, and the weapons in their hands were something Nighthawk had never seen before, a large barrel was particularly eye-catching, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a sci-fi version of a shotgun.

On the higher hillside, he also saw a watchtower-like structure, and there were also people inside, such a defense, people from several kilometers away could be spotted, let alone close.

The defense is so tight, the National Security Bureau is really magnificent, and the weapons used are different from others, and they are really engaged in secret work, Jiang Liangcai sighed.

Jiang Liangcai followed Lao Zhou inside while thinking, there was security equipment at the entrance of the office building in front, and the soldiers at the security check used metal detectors and scanners to check the two of them before letting them go.

When you go up to the hall on the second floor, there are still three steps and one post, which makes this place feel more and more mysterious.

Lao Zhou took Jiang Liangcai into the second room on the left side of the hall, "This is your bedroom, from today onwards, the name Jiang Liangcai will not be used, your code name will remain the same, just call it Nighthawk." ”

Jiang Liangcai was a little surprised, what a lot of effort, he didn't even have a name, but if he didn't, he would be gone, after all, he was now a member of the National Security Bureau, and coming with it was like selling it to someone else, whatever the boss said, anyway, it was just a name and a symbol.

Lao Zhou continued, "From today onwards, you will study and rest here for a while, don't be surprised, this is the organization's arrangement for you, everything is meaningful, don't have any resistance." ”

Looking at Lao Zhou's thoughtful expression, Nighthawk nodded solemnly.

Lao Zhou was very satisfied with his appearance, turned around and called the guards, whispered a few words, the guards nodded again and again, turned their heads and ran away.

Soon, the guard reappeared, but behind him there was another person, with black-rimmed glasses, an inverted figure-eight face, high cheekbones, a low nose, a huge mouth, and two pinches of rat beards.

"This is your future teacher, his surname is Wang, you just call him Teacher Wang." Lao Zhou made a brief introduction, and Nighthawk hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook hands with his unattractive Teacher Wang.

"Okay, I'm leaving, study hard, I'll keep an eye on you." Lao Zhou smiled meaningfully, turned around and walked towards the gate.

Looking at Lao Zhou's back, Nighthawk muttered vigorously in his heart, "What do you want me to do." ”

Time flies, and the New Year is coming in a month, and Nighthawk has been in this building for eight months.

He started with English, then Russian, and then Japanese.

The drawing of military maps, the construction of many weapons, and the analysis of many domestic and foreign shapes.

The most is to learn the use of some special equipment, to Nighthawk's surprise, these things are from the head of this very ugly teacher Wang, God knows how he can hold so much knowledge behind his ugly face, and he feels that he and he have only learned a rough surface.

The more time went on, every day Mr. Wang would bring a bunch of strange things to show Nighthawk, such as a pen that can shoot bullets, shoes that can shoot multiple bullets in a row, and even two bullets hidden in a saber.

Once Mr. Wang actually made a simple bomb with Coca-Cola and black powder, Nighthawk didn't take it seriously, how much effect a Coke bottle can play, after igniting the gunpowder, regardless of Mr. Wang's urging, he walked slowly and methodically into the distance.

There was a loud bang, and the air flow of the explosion carried the Nighthawk more than two meters away before it fell. Nighthawk, who was almost stunned, was fascinated and asked Teacher Wang to come again, and Teacher Wang rolled his eyes and glared at him.

In order not to let his physical fitness deteriorate, after intensive study every day, Nighthawk has to spend three to four hours a day doing special physical training.

In the beginning, he practiced in the house, doing simple physical exercises such as push-ups and sit-ups. Later, I got acquainted with everyone here, and accompanied by the guards, I ran around the mountains with a backpack of forty or fifty pounds.

The tired soldiers who ran with him saw that his scalp was numb, and they always felt that Nighthawk was going to train them to death.

Seeing their burning eyes, Nighthawk always smiled and said, "Brothers, don't look at me like that, buddies are also for your good, see that you either stand or sit all day long, it's not good to have hemorrhoids, run more, don't get sick." ”

The soldiers always said with bitter faces, "I feel that you are doing this for our good, and the dog is not so tired, can't you rest for two days when you are old." ”

Nighthawk smiled and said, "You see that you are running much faster than dogs now, and you can catch a rabbit and use it directly in your hands, and you can save your gun." ”

Hearing such words, the soldiers could only look at the sky with their eyes, and continued to practice with him as if they were resigned to their fate.

In fact, the soldiers who can guard here are not ordinary people, and the military Su zhì can at least be a soldier king in the ordinary army, but compared with the elite in the special forces, it is still too far behind, and it is simply not on the same level.

Every day passed and there was still one day, and the soldiers gradually got used to it.

As soon as the fish belly is white, everyone knows that the restless guy who lives on the second floor is going to start tossing again, either a weight-bearing run or a weight-bearing physical fitness, everyone can only sigh, is this guy a monkey reincarnation, and now he will be like this**.

I don't know which eyeless bastard threw such a thing here, feeling that this is practicing everyone.

In the blink of an eye, it is the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and this year's winter is exceptionally cold.

On this very day, Nighthawk did not forget to get up to train, and the soldiers who followed him grumbled and complained listlessly to hang the heavy backpack on him.

Teacher Wang suddenly ran over excitedly, "We won't have classes today, and we will have a day off, it's the New Year, according to the customs of the north, we will make dumplings with the cooking class later, and celebrate the New Year." ”

Nighthawk also sighed a little emotionally when he listened, since his parents left, he hadn't had a real New Year for many years, either he was alone, or he was on duty in the army or on a mission, and he almost forgot what the New Year was.

In this strange land, a person so eager to stand in front of him made his heart a little warm that had disappeared for a long time, and he didn't know what it was, maybe it was what he had been longing for in his heart.

"Okay, Lao Wang, let's have a lively New Year together today." He and Teacher Wang have become a family cordially, and they directly called Lao Wang.

Nighthawk put down his backpack, looked at the relieved soldier on the side, and said with a smile, "Dude, I've been working hard for you for so long, I'm bothering you, take my backpack back."

The soldier was about to jump up with joy, and said with a smile, "It's a small thing, a little thing, if you don't toss from today onwards, the chief, from now on, I'll even wipe your butt for you."

"," Nighthawk laughed and punched, and the guard flashed backwards and ran happily towards the second floor, humming what might have been his hometown, not to mention how cheerful.

Looking at his back, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Lao Wang quipped, "Look at you, you are almost cultivated here, and this camp is full of chickens and dogs jumping every day." ”

Nighthawk also smiled and said, "Don't scold yourself, Wang."

Teacher Wang smiled and gave him a punch, and Nighthawk continued, "If I have cultivated to the finest, and you are also the master of the monster, then you are not a thousand-year-old demon, hahaha."

The two of them laughed and scolded and walked towards the cooking class.

This morning, the soldiers who followed the cooking squad made a lot of dumplings, all of which were strange things, and some of them were simply pinched into a bun.

But he couldn't say it, after all, he was the chief, so he could only stare at the side, and then he simply stopped looking, out of sight, and went to the side to help other soldiers.

The two of them made a fuss all morning and made a bun of stuffed "buns", and the cooking squad leader, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally "invited" them out and asked them to help kill chickens and ducks.

The two looked at the angry cooking squad leader, and almost drove them away with a broom, laughing helplessly.

Nighthawk said, "Old Wang, you are busy, I can go back to sleep, master."

Teacher Wang gave him a kick, "Go back and raise the corpse, call you after dinner, today is a dinner, and there will be wine in the evening."

Nighthawk smiled, "Okay, if you don't get drunk at night, don't call me for lunch, keep your stomach and let us two brothers come at night." With that, he turned around and went back to the dormitory.

As soon as he pushed the door in, he immediately slammed at the door, only to see that Lao Zhou, who had disappeared for more than half a year, suddenly appeared at this time, and he sat on the bench he sat on every day.

Today he was wearing a black suit, still with the same pair of dark glasses, but with an extra briefcase in his hand, and he was looking at himself with a smile at this time.

"Haha, what, you don't know me anymore, but you're still used to life here, and it's a little uncomfortable to watch me come back." Nighthawk came back from his stupor, and said a little incoherently, "Yes, oh, no, that...... I just don't know if I will see you on this day, is there a mission? Lao Zhou smiled, "I'm here to celebrate the New Year for you, yes, I still want to tell you, your days here are over, come with me tomorrow, the organization has a new task to send you." ”

Looking at the nighthawk who was a little obviously unable to react, Lao Zhou walked over and patted him, "Say goodbye to my friends here, have a good year, tomorrow is a new beginning, I will go and hand over to the comrades in the camp, tomorrow, or in the morning, I will wait for you at the door." ”

Lao Zhou walked out, leaving the nighthawk standing alone, he was a little hesitant, he was once again going to say goodbye to the familiar place and these kind friends, he was very reluctant, he cherished every day he spent here, even if it was boring.

But when it was finally time to break up, he was so reluctant. He was a man of great feelings, and his master had sued him for his greatest weakness.

turned around and saw that Lao Wang was standing at the door without knowing when he had been, with an ugly face that couldn't be concealed.

"Lao Wang, do you know everything?"

"Yes," said Wang, "I have sent away many people like you, but not once have I felt this way like today, because I feel that my best friend is leaving me, and we may never see each other again." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked away a little desolately, "Sleep well, I'll call you at night." ”

Nighthawk silently turned and walked to his bed, burying his head deep in the covers, pretending to be asleep, completely cut off from the world.

At dinner time, in the lively hall, the soldiers who were not on duty were happily living this New Year, and in the unique atmosphere of the troops, in the heroic spirit of the cups of wine, they missed their hometown.

Affectionate hugs are the best vent of endless love for your family.

When Nighthawk returned to calm, he and Lao Wang carried a case of wine to the room, they spread out the dishes they had just packed on the table, opened all the wine directly with their teeth, and took the bottle and dried.

After two bottles of wine, the two of them talked more, and Nighthawk recovered from his initial sadness, both of them knew that their missions were different and the paths they had to take were different. If you choose this path, you are a man, and you have to stick to it.

Although they have personal feelings, but when the time comes, the one who should go must go, and the only thing they can do now is to drink, drink until the two of them forget about it, only themselves, only the wine bottle around them.

Lao Wang said, "Brother, I'm leaving, my brother can't give you anything, I just want to sue you, protect yourself, and hope we can meet again one day." ”

Nighthawk also said with emotion, "Cheers, I'll see you again, and you should take care." ”

The two of them craned their necks again, one bottle at a time.

The night gradually deepened, they had not been so presumptuous for a long time, they were not people who had a lot of alcohol, that night, they were all drunk, drunk unconscious, drunk and ugly, but no one would laugh at them.

They just lay on their backs on the ground, letting the wine in their hands slowly drain.

Nighthawk woke up just after dawn, and even though he had drunk too much, his head was still clear.

He shook his head a little heavy, looked at Lao Wang who was leaning crookedly on the chair, the corners of his mouth were still drooling, he shook his head with a smile, hugged Lao Wang to his bed, and gently covered him with a quilt.

He didn't want to wake up Lao Wang, picked up his baggage, and before going out, he turned to Lao Wang and saluted a standard military salute, although he was not wearing a military uniform.

Gently close the door and walk towards the door.

Lao Wang, who was sleeping on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, "Goodbye friend, safe journey." Then, he shoved his head into the quilt, and soon, there was a low whining sound from the quilt.

Nighthawk walked to the door and saw Lao Zhou, who was waiting there as scheduled, and Lao Zhou beckoned to him in the car, Nighthawk stuffed his backpack into the trunk and sat in the car. The car drove forward, carrying him to another unknown place.

Lao Zhou said, "Get ready, there will be a task soon." ”