In the following days, Ruan Haocheng and others were very busy.

While Wu Yingjie strengthened the difficulty of their training, he also increased the intensity of their learning of radar communication-related knowledge.

Every day, Ruan Hao finished writing a letter to Tian Xinmiao, and it was just eleven o'clock, and the lights in the entire building went out on time.

On the twelfth, Ruan Haocheng sent a letter, but he did not tell Tian Xinmiao that he was going to the front.

Because he was worried that Tian Xinmiao would see something abnormal from his letter, he didn't dare to write about the intensification of training.

On the twenty-second, he hesitated again when he was about to send another letter.

He rewrote the letter telling Tian Xinmiao that he was going to the front line on his last day.

Then, on the twenty-fifth, he told her that he was going to the front and told her that he would try to protect himself.

After dinner that day, when he went to send the letter, Zhang Chaoyang's face was not very good.

"Haocheng, you must take care of your health when you go to the front line, and you must work hard to survive for your daughter-in-law."

He knew that it was not appropriate to say these words at this time, but seeing him yelling at his daughter-in-law to send a letter, and waiting anxiously for his daughter-in-law's letter, Zhang Chaoyang was inexplicably worried about his daughter-in-law.

"Chaoyang, thank you, I know what I have to do."

Zhang Chaoyang pulled the corners of his mouth hard, but he couldn't laugh.

"Chaoyang, I have something I want to ask you."

"What's the matter, tell me!"

"Chaoyang, when I get to the south, I will find a way to send you the address there as soon as possible, and if I have my letter at that time, please transfer me to the front line."

Thinking of the letter he and Zhang Chaoyang had read, Ruan Haocheng's heart hurt inexplicably, he was really afraid that he would not receive his daughter-in-law's letter, or his daughter-in-law would not receive his letter, and both of them would be anxious.

"Don't worry, I will also pay attention to where you go, inquire about the regimental headquarters you are assigned to, and I will find a way to forward your letter to you."

The corners of Ruan Haocheng's mouth bent hard, as long as he could read his daughter-in-law's letter, as long as he could write to his daughter-in-law, it didn't matter where he was, right?

Ruan Haocheng was still holding a letter he wrote to Kang Yongfeng in his pocket, he wanted to explain it to Zhang Chaoyang, but at this moment he hesitated.

In case Chaoyang made a mistake and sent this letter to Kang Yongfeng in advance, wouldn't he have lost his daughter-in-law.

No, he could only send the letter as a last resort.

It seems that he can only entrust it to others.

Back in his room, Ruan Haocheng packed a thick stack of letters written by his daughter-in-law and clothes sewn by his daughter-in-law into a bag.

Then he picked up the photo frame on the table, took the back panel apart, took out the top photo of the two of them hugging and kissing tightly, and replaced it with a second photo of them.

When he was about to put it in his bag, he hesitated again.

He took out all the photographs that he had stacked in the frame and put them in his pocket.

But the photo seems to be too big to fit.

Ruan Haocheng took out the scissors from the drawer, and after hesitating, he reluctantly cut out the surrounding scenery in the photo, leaving only her and him, or the area where she was.

Carefully packing the corners of the photographs and the frames into his bag, he then found a piece of paper, wrapped the three photographs, and put them in the pocket on his chest, and the corners of his mouth finally curled up with peace of mind.

On the 26th, their reconnaissance company and another company selected from the base followed the other veterans in the base to the southern front.