"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Bricks popped up.

Yang Fan held the potion in his hand and looked dumbfounded, originally he thought that the so-called prize could only be used in the game, but what he never expected was that it could still be ......

"Hey, rookie, aren't you too excited, why are you still drooling!"

He woke up from his trance, wiped his mouth, and his eyes lit up, "These prizes can really be used in reality?" ”

"Uncle, did I lie to you?"

Although it sounded a little wrong, Yang Fan still took a heavy breath, the smile on his face bloomed to the fullest, he felt that his spring had arrived, and everything in front of him was happy, warm, and happy......

"Don't be in a daze, you should go back to your barracks to report, otherwise you will really be dealt with as a deserter."

That's right! He suddenly remembered that he had submitted an application to leave the team, and now it is estimated that it has already fallen into the hands of the team leader, as long as the other party presses the approval seal, then he will say goodbye to the special forces......

However, at this moment, I seem to have a little reason to persevere.

"Let's go, hurry, or it'll be too late to say anything."

Wang Dazhu, who was hanging aside, stopped in front of the two people in time, "What? You're leaving so soon? There are still a lot of functions in the secret base that I haven't introduced to you well......"

Yang Fan bypassed him directly, "Next time, next time......"

Soon, he was once again jerked off the ground and into the void.

In the barracks.

"Yang Fan—"

"Yang Fan—"

"Yang Fan—"

Since the "Zuojian Trio" left the storage room, the news that Yang Fan was going to be a deserter spread in the barracks, and everyone rushed to watch the play, but found that the protagonist of the matter had disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where he was.

In the special forces, deserters are often there, but there are cases like this that leave quietly and alone, and can hide from everyone, which is unprecedented, and the barracks are not a place where you can leave casually if you want to go out.

And so the next time, a manhunt began.

"You say, did Yang Fan's kid escape?" Zhang Guangshun looked at his best partners and asked speculatively.

Qian Pei smiled contemptuously, "Impossible, what ability does he have to escape, this is a special forces barracks, let alone a person, not even a mouse, don't want to leave easily." ”

"I guess the most likely is that he's hiding in a corner somewhere, secretly crying." Zhu Tianli summed up the final answer.

On the playground, the three of them walked away with a smile.

"I'll go, I'm so dizzy." After Yang Fan opened his eyes, he saw the familiar storage room, the setting sun sprinkled the last afterglow in, and he patted his thigh regretfully, "Oops, I accidentally left for so long." ”

Looking at the time on the wall, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and when he left, it was probably four o'clock, and he disappeared for more than an hour. His heart panicked.

"Bang dang", it was Zhao Jie who pushed the door in, he looked flustered, as if he was anxiously looking for something, "Isn't this here, those bastards still said you weren't there!" ”

"I ...... I just came back......" Yang Fan was taken aback, and he couldn't speak, so he made up a reason casually.

"Where did you go just now, the whole team was looking for you, and almost turned over the barracks, but I didn't see you,"

"That...... I had a stomachache and hid in the toilet to make it easier. ”

"Whatever, this is not important," Zhao Jie walked directly in front of Yang Fan, put his hands on his shoulders, and said very seriously: "You-do you really want to be a deserter?" ”

Although he had already expected such an outcome, those big mouths were determined to spread the news as soon as possible, but his heart still chuckled.

"Well, let's talk about it later, let's talk about the situation outside."

"It's very tight outside, everyone is spreading the news that you are going to be a deserter, and they are waiting to see a good show."

"What about the Captain? Is there any action? ”

"Not yet."

"Let's go!" Yang Fan said that he would leave, and he couldn't delay for a moment.

"Hey, what are you running, what are you going to do?" Zhao Jie shouted from behind.

"I'm going to get my leave petition back."

"I just said, how can my friend be a deserter...... Yes? What did you pay for? ”

Zhao Jie was stunned for a moment, suddenly reacted, scratched his head and looked at the figure that had gone away.

"How do I feel that this kid is running faster than before."

Leaving the locker, everyone they met on the way gave them a look of astonishment, which turned into a reaction of contempt and even scorn, and they openly pointed fingers and talked about the glorious past of the deserters.

"Yang Fan, where did you come from, haven't you already escaped?"

"I'm going to." He didn't want to deal with these guys at all, and his tone became simple and rude.

A sentry ran towards him, "Yang Fan, the instructor is looking for you." ”

"Which instructor?"

"Master."

When the other party called out the name, everyone nearby stopped laughing and showed inexplicable expressions.

Behind Yang Fan leaving, everyone was talking in a low voice.

"Why would the master talk to a deserter?"

"How do I know, I haven't said a word to my master in the past few years as a soldier."

"This kid ......"

"Reserve soldier Yang Fan, come to report!" He stood outside the door, trembling, unable to understand why the Master was looking for him.

"Come in." Calm reply as always.

He pushed the door in, and after saluting respectfully, he stood far away, not daring to take any further step, for a chill came over his face at once, filling the Master's surroundings.

"Sit." The master pointed to the chair beside him and motioned for him to sit down.

Yang Fan glanced at the desktop next to him, and under the yellowed "Analects" was his application for leaving, and the name signed by him was so eye-catching.

The master turned around and sat on the sofa, smiling indifferently, the cold air in the room seemed to be suddenly dispelled, but Yang Fan still couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"In ancient Huaxia, the Yellow Emperor climbed Huan Mountain and met Bai Ze. Able to speak, to reach the love of all things. Sitting and talking with the emperor for ten days, because of the suffering of the world, he did his best to enchant the name, and there were 11,520 kinds. The emperor's order is to draw and cast the nine tripod seals to show the world. Since then, all demons have been intimidated, and China has prospered. ”

"Yang Fan, do you know this allusion?" The master did not speak in a hurry, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Yang Fan.

"Uh...... It seems to say that Bai Ze is a two-hundred-five, and he was deceived by what the Yellow Emperor said to create a fair world, and sold out his companions, and the demon clan lost his freedom from then on. Yang Fan knew that learning was really rotten wood that could not be carved, so he could only recite what the high school Chinese teacher had said.

After hearing this, the master smiled lightly again.

"Tell me why you want to be a soldier, right?"

Why...... Because I failed the college entrance examination, because my mother was good at advocating to help me sign up, because I was admitted inexplicably, many reasons play a role at the same time, but how can I say this?

"Because...... Serve the motherland ......," he said hesitantly, expounding his answer in the safest way possible.

The master slowly stood up, his gaze resting on him, as if he could see through his heart, and made him involuntarily bow his head.

"It's just me and you here."

For this question, to be honest, Yang Fan never thought about it, because everything happened naturally, then he naturally accepted all this, there was no reason.

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

The master leaned back on the sofa, "Then do you still want to stay in the army?" ”

He looked up and said the answer in his heart, "I think." ”

"Why?"

"Because, I want to be stronger."

"So, what is the purpose of becoming stronger?"

"In order to embark on the path that my father once walked, to figure out what he has been trying to stick to for more than ten years." This is Yang Fan's true words, because only in this way can he eliminate the unwillingness in his heart and find the answer in his heart.

"Looks like you've found a reason to stick with it." The master paused for a moment, and his gaze fell on Yang Fan, "You know, why do I want to be a soldier?" ”

"I don't know, but I want to know." Yang Fan replied seriously.

"Since the Han Dynasty, China has respected Confucianism, and gentlemen have established rules and rituals, so the people can call him Mr. Prosper the country with etiquette, establish rules and level the world, so Ban Chao can abandon the pen from Rong, set fifty countries in the west, and the losers all worship. ”

Yang Fan was silent, thinking about his master's words, as if he understood, but he didn't seem to understand.

"If there are no rules, there is no square circle, and what measures the square circle is the ruler. In every era, whether it is chaos or peace, the presence of soldiers is needed, because they are a ruler behind the rules, like an invisible force, forming a protective circle, producing the power of deterrence, putting the people in the circle in a safe situation, and telling people outside the circle about our rules. ”

This seemingly delicate soldier has his hands behind him, and his temples are frosty white.

For the first time, Yang Fan felt that he truly understood why this person could be honored as Master.

Brick's words came to mind, "Only the truly strong can make decisions, and only the king who stands at the top can make rules and stop fighting...... or maybe the master just wanted to express the same meaning.

"Let me ask again, are you sure you want to stay?"

"I'm sure." Yang Fan replied in a firm tone.

The master got up, picked up the application form on the table, and in a blink of an eye, the paper turned into a piece of ashes, "I hope you can really find your own answer." ”