"Let's toast to this glorious victory!!"

Erina Nagikiri, who finished the warm-up speech of the celebration banquet, raised the goblet in her hand, and the branch employees in the audience raised their glasses and drank the wine in the glass. Erina Nagikiri also took a symbolic sip and walked off the stage to the top executives at the main table clinking glasses one by one, although she had a drink in the glass, these executives didn't care, they all took a sip of the spirits in the glass, and their faces were full of proud smiles.

The funds for the support of the other branches were quickly arrived, and the person in charge, Yoshishi Nitta, was decisive enough to show off the boundless operation, and with a false shot, he took the speculators who sniped at the stocks of the Far Moon Group into the ditch, and then gathered to end the battle to defend the group's stock market before the carnival. Not only did the ill-intentioned speculators spit out all the money they made from Yuanyue, but they were also forced to cut their flesh and delist in disgrace by a large amount of money.

After so many days of hard work, the most satisfactory result was finally obtained, and with a wave of her hand, Erina Nagi held a celebration banquet on the night of the stock closing, rewarding the employees for their hard work during this time. Megumi Tado, who was following behind Erina Nagikiri, noticed that the mobile phone on her body was vibrating, and said sorry, and when she came to the banquet hall, she thought it would be Kohei Sozane who sent the good news that the halberd had defeated Si Yingshi, but when she took it out, it was an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a moment, Tian Sue still pressed the answer: "Hello, who am I looking for?。。。。 Ah~ I am... What the?!! I know, I'm going to inform Miss Erina right now!! After hanging up the phone, he turned back to the banquet hall, walked up to Erina Nagikiri, and whispered, "Miss Erina, Jiang Jun was shot and is now in the hospital." ”

Erina Nagikiri, who was greeting Yoshishi Nitta, was overjoyed when she heard the news that Jiang Yunfeng had been shot and entered the hospital, and handed over the follow-up matters to Yoshishi Nitta and hurried to the hospital where Jiang Yunfeng was located.

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Jiang Yunfeng, who had stitched up the wound, was supported by the nurse and returned to the single ward, and Fu Hua, who was too frightened today, lay down on the hospital bed and fell asleep after telling Tian Suohui the news. After thanking the nurse, Jiang Yunfeng looked at Fu Hua, who was occupying the magpie's nest, and couldn't cry and laugh, "Squad leader, that's my bed~"

Successfully breaking through the siege to avoid the BOPE SWAT team that came to encircle and suppress it, Uncle Billy drove the car, which was already full of bullet holes, to process and erase traces. The remaining three returned to the hotel, and Anatoly escorted Jiang Yunfeng to the hospital for treatment and wanted Fu Hua to stay alone in the hotel, but Fu Hua said that he would not do anything and would come with him.

Looking at Fu Hua curled up on the hospital bed, Jiang Yunfeng could only sigh, pushing the drip holder with one hand and covering the wound with the other, and slowly came to the rattan chair near the window and sat down. Turning his head and saying to Anatoly beside him in a mocking tone, "The doctors here are really experienced in the treatment of gunshot wounds, and they seem to be familiar with the injured who have received gunshot wounds. ”

Anatori, who was playing with the beloved silver flask, smiled and replied, "Rio de Janeiro has a high crime rate, and Brazil is a country where guns are legal. Treating patients with gunshot wounds is as common to every Brazilian hospital as a fever and a cold. ”

Seeing that the silver flask in Anatoly's hand was leaking, the bullet hole was just open in the center of the flask. Jiang Yunfeng guessed that it was pierced in the process of fierce firefighting, so it was natural to say: "If the wine jug is leaked, throw it away, and I'll buy a new one for Uncle Yuri." ”

Anatoly shook his head, stroking the bullet holes in the flask.

Jiang Yunfeng felt that this wine jug should have a story, otherwise Anatoli, who was already a successful person, would not have carried this worn wine jug with him all the time. So he tentatively asked, "Can you tell me the story of it?" ”

Anatoly's eyes moved slightly, and after hesitation, he sighed and said, "Kid, you are much braver than me today. ”

"There~ how fierce you are! Ouch~~" Jiang Yunfeng excitedly imitated Anatoly's various chic tactical moves today, and accidentally pulled the wound and grinned.

"Really, I'm not flattering you. In 1985, at the same age as you, I entered Afghanistan as a member of the 150th Infantry Division of the Soviet Red Army, which was also the bloodiest year of the entire Afghan war. Anatoly took a sip of his coffee and moistened his throat, and his mind went back to more than 30 years ago.

"It was a June night, and I had been in Afghanistan for less than a month. That night, the superior of the unit issued an order for my company to go to a small village 30 kilometers away to search for and rescue the downed helicopter pilot, and the captain led more than 100 of us to set off overnight to rush to the crash site, which was located at the bottom of a canyon composed of two high mountains. ”

Anatoly paused suddenly, and Jiang Yunfeng, who had been whetted up, also waited anxiously with a mouthful of saliva.

"There were guerrillas in ambush on the high mountains on both sides, and they attacked at the same time. Two rockets accurately hit our first and last armored vehicles, blocking the entire company in a small mountain village, and the battle broke out instantly. The comrades-in-arms around me kept falling, and I didn't even know where the enemy was, I just squatted in the corner with my head in my hands and shivered. The captain pulled me into a dilapidated hut to cheer me on, but I was already frightened and I didn't even have the courage to pick up a gun, and the fighting outside the house intensified and the screams kept ringing out. The lieutenant had to go back to command, so he shoved his flask into my hand and said that he would not be afraid if he drank it. ”

"That flask should be the one you have in your hand, uncle, right?" Jiang Yunfeng came to his senses.

Anatoly nodded, and continued, "That's right, this one, that night the fierce gunfire rang out from late night to dawn, and I was so scared that I peed my pants, so I hugged the gun and squatted in that hut all night. It was only at dawn that helicopters and a large number of reinforcements arrived, and they repelled the guerrillas before they rescued me from the house. I wanted to go to the lieutenant, who had been taking care of me for a month, but the commander of the reinforcements told me that I was the only one in the company who survived. If I had been brave enough to fight, maybe the captain would not have died, which is why I say that you are much braver today than I was back then. ”

Jiang Yunfeng, who listened to the story of the wine jug, was silent.

"Back in the garrison camp, I became the laughing stock of the entire division." Anatoly, who took a sip of coffee again to moisten his throat, recalled the past and couldn't help but smile dryly, "The 150th Infantry Division fought bloodily all the way in the Great Patriotic War, and finally planted the red flag on the roof of the Reichstag. ”

"All of you later became angry and became a member of the Vympel special forces through layers of selection, it turns out that you have such an unbearable experience, no wonder you are so ruthless." Uncle Billy, who seemed to have been eavesdropping on the door for a long time, walked into the hospital room.

"What's the use of being ruthless, didn't I still fail to kill you in the end~" Anatoly replied very lightly.

Uncle Billy smiled slightly, came to the table and sat down, and said, "The tail has been completely cleaned, and the Brazilian police will not suspect us no matter what." ”

"Sure enough, you seals are pretty good at doing this kind of dirty work."

"Take, take." Uncle Billy gladly accepted the compliment, sat down on the wicker chair deflatedly, and said, "It's been almost twenty years, and it's not as exciting as it is today... ”