I was apprehensive that I would definitely be removed, but then I thought that the Spirit Removal Team had a special status.

If I am asked to return to the cooking class of the original army, then it is really better to remove me from my post and discharge from the army.

What I didn't expect was that this amiable old chief spent more time "chatting" with me.

In the end, I even received an invitation to celebrate my birthday in three days, and the old chief was a military family deeply influenced by the principle of righteousness when he was young.

So his birthday was not too public, but called a few long-lost old comrades-in-arms to spend it in the theater.

But when I learned that Xiao Nan would also be there, my heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh no, I and she have known each other for a while, will she recognize me this time when I go to the theater to watch the play."

For a moment I sat in my bedroom, looking at the gauze wrapped around my body and lost in thought.

Until the third day passed in a hurry, the appearance of his face wrapped in gauze really shocked the carload of people.

Qinglong hurriedly asked me what's wrong, what's wrong? Why didn't I see it for a few days, and I had so many bandages on my face at once.

And I didn't dare to tell the truth, but I cautiously responded that my whole face was red and swollen because I accidentally cut my forehead and caused a skin infection.

I took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention and took a look at the reversible mirror on the car, which didn't matter, and I was really startled.

Right now, his head is tightly entangled, revealing only a slight gap in his eyes, which looks a little funny.

But I secretly thought that as long as I wasn't recognized by her, I would be finely wronged.

The quaint cinema is full of people, and this theater is very popular in old Beijing, which can be called a place for the old generation to talk and laugh about after-dinner refreshments.

The elegant dark brown sandalwood screen and the "coiling dragon pillar" on the left and right sides of the house show a portrayal of the artistic life of the older generation.

At the moment, I was sitting in the last row of the theater, and I was already nervous in my heart.

The song on the stage was "Farewell My Concubine", and I couldn't help but be a little dazzled by the costumes of **.

I was even more at a loss in the sudden applause, perhaps because I lacked artistic cells.

Looking at the old drama on the stage, I felt a little boring, but I seemed to be faintly looking at the "Yu Ji" with the charm of drama on the high stage, and subconsciously felt a little familiar.

But she had a beautiful face painted on her face, and I couldn't see my face at all.

It wasn't until the end of the show that I suddenly found out.

"She! She... Isn't it just the little girl who haunts your dreams? ”

She wore a green field female soldier costume with her costume faded away, and her neat short hair added a bit of military posture.

At the moment, I was hiding in the back row and even wanted to slap myself a few times, I knew that I would insist on the trick and watch it carefully after saying anything in the first place.

The two subconsciously looked at each other, and at that moment their hearts had never beaten so strongly, and they almost jumped out of their throats.

Fortunately, her face was wrapped in gauze, otherwise she would have recognized me at a glance.

Later, I learned that she was not only a female military doctor on the team, but also had a strong interest in Peking Opera.

I really can't imagine why a lively and cheerful girl like her would have an indissoluble love for "old opera".

It wasn't until I got deeper that I realized that the little girl I was actually eighteen years older than me, and when I first learned the news, I barely squirted the tea out of my mouth.

Thirty years ago, before I was born, I was in the midst of a turbulent era.

Xiao Nan was unintentionally separated from her father, and was finally taken in by two fat and thin tomb robbers, when she was only an eight-year-old girl.

She wears a red rope ponytail and wanders around with two tomb robbers, saving her life, hiding from the era of Japanese and warlord turmoil.

Until in an accident, it was almost taken away by the Japanese army and became an innocent experiment.

In the end, it was the two fat and thin tomb robbers who sacrificed their lives to save each other, so that Xiao Nan has today.

In fact, according to her age, she is already a full thirty-eight years old, but because of the accident when she was a child, her nerves were traumatized, and her physical development finally stopped at 18 years old forever.

She is innocent of life, and her appearance that will never grow old makes me mistakenly think that she will be much younger than herself.

And the "hobby" of liking Peking Opera is also a seed that was inadvertently planted in her heart when the two tomb robbers went south and north to enter the theater.

The two were listed as martyrs after saving her and died, and they were often buried in the martyr's garden, but there was no word on the tombstone, and I heard that this was the last wish of the two tomb robbers.

When I heard the news, I couldn't help but be a little stunned, and the next second I couldn't help but start to snicker.

It turned out that she was eighteen years older than herself, so when she, a young man who had just turned twenty, confessed to her, would she increase her confidence and certainty from the bottom of her heart.

I don't know about this, but my love for her has never diminished, and even intensified after hearing the news.

As the end of the Rashomon project arrived, I finally waited for my last chance to confess.

After two months of wrapping the gauze on his head, he was once again ordered to secretly go down to the underground fortifications 800 meters deep.

At the same time, in the endless abyss at the foot of the Buddha, a very appalling mysterious antique was finally unearthed.

With the roar of the crane's motor, a huge bronze dome was slowly lifted out of the abyss.

The four corners of the copper tripod are more than ten tons heavy, and when a soldier stepped on the ladder to look into the copper tripod, he accidentally stumbled and fell in.

Then came a silent silence.

"Help!"

For a while, everyone couldn't help but be a little flustered, no one thought that such a thing would happen.

I stood in the crowd and couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this bronze tripod is simple and heavy, and the internal space seems to be surprisingly huge.

There must be something hidden.

It wasn't until everyone was in a hurry to jump into the copper tripod to save people that the green warrior figure with the 56 type on his shoulder actually crawled out of the big tripod by himself.

He was covered in black-brown mud and looked embarrassed.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, thinking that it would be okay.

It turned out that the copper tripod was full of black greasy sludge like this, but the equipment in the team was limited, and it was impossible to decompose what this thing was.

Now that the entire Rashomon mission lasted four months and is finally coming to an end, the fate of the remaining Japanese underground fortifications is completely sealed.

Or backfill with construction waste, I don't know.

However, there are still many places worth exploring that have not been explored, so there is still a company of soldiers left underground to cooperate with the archaeological team to explore.

"Huh..., you're the only survivor."

A young girl in the crowd, dressed in a dark green army, suddenly looked at me, with her neat short hair and the badge on her shoulder shining brightly.

"Yes..., Chief."

"The contemptible is subordinate to the head of communications of the Spirit Eradication Squad, codenamed Hummingbird."

For a moment, my heart was pounding, and I could even faintly hear my own strong heartbeat.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like a drum.