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Dare to pull out a gun in the base, is it fearless or bold?

Maybe Lao Pan is right, these people who engage in intelligence are simply lawless.

Lin Mo vigilantly watched the twins' sister pull her sister out of the restaurant, and at the door of the restaurant, he heard the unconvinced voice of the twin sister Xiaoice coming in: "The surname Lin, if you know each other, if you want to take revenge, you can come directly to our sisters, Miss Ben will not change her name, she will not change her surname, my name is Li Mubing, you wait for your aunt, let's see!"

"Li Muxin?!Li Mubing?!" Lin Mo read the names of the thorny twin sisters in his heart, shook his head, and sat back at the dining table.

If it weren't for the two hits, I'm afraid I would be a bruised and swollen face today, the little girl in the intelligence group is really not simple, and she is not small.

This kind of guard firearm is not enough to threaten Lin Mo, but if it weren't for Li Muxin forcing Lin Mo with a gun, I'm afraid that Li Mubing, the little girl, would have to lie in bed for at least a week because of a concussion.

The windows of the cafeteria are still busy preparing dinner, and it seems that this has become the unspoken rule of the "dark night" when the windows of the cafeteria are still busy preparing dinner, and the walls are hung with vigorous and powerful calligraphy: "Do not waste food, and compensate for damage to public property".

After dinner, at eight o'clock, almost all the members of the front-line combat squadron and the members of each group, who could draw their backgrounds, came to a small hall in the underground base, where a black-and-white photo was hung, and the bright red national flag covered the martyrs.

In the early morning battle, six people of the 1st squadron were seriously wounded, 17 were slightly wounded, one was killed, 22 "red scorpion" elements were annihilated, and 11 were captured.

The sacrificed soldier, Lin Mo has also met, the sniper and observer codenamed "Wrench": Qin Baosong, when Lin Mo first came to the base that day, when he greeted some members of the first squadron for the first time, he was among them.

Qin Baosong is very young and handsome, he is only 23 years old this year, has six years of military experience, and is a shooting ace selected by the Hainan Military Region; when his peers are still enjoying youth and joy, he has already carried out nearly 70 missions in the life and death, and unfortunately in this operation, he was seriously injured and died because he was hit by a grenade at close range, and he did not even have time to leave any last words, and he said goodbye to the world forever.

The small hall seems to be a special memorial hall for the martyrs, covered with black and white curtains and elegiac couplets, and the other room, almost full of black and white portraits, not only the combat troops, but also other departments, all the martyrs of the "Dark Night" brigade have left their last portraits here for everyone to remember, they are still members of the "Dark Night".

Everyone who comes in will automatically take off their hats, bow their heads and stand silently in the queue in silence, although they suppress their emotions, there are still people who wipe their tears from time to time, and every farewell is like tearing off a piece of meat in their hearts.

“······

Revolutionary careers often break up, the same and two feelings······

Beware of the cold wind in the north in the middle of the night, take care all the way······

Remember signing up for the army that year? Do you remember the first time you put on your military uniform? ······"

There was no usual mourning in the auditorium, but "Sending Comrades-in-Arms" and "Good Comrades-in-Arms, Brothers" were playing repeatedly.

Although the remains were treated urgently and changed into a brand new military uniform, it can still be seen that the left half of the "wrench" Qin Baosong's face has almost exploded, and the dark purple blood clot has coagulated.

After Lin Mo entered the auditorium, like everyone, he stood silently in the crowd attending the farewell ceremony, he saw that many people in the base were there, all the first squadron was here, and even saw the twin sisters who were looking for trouble for him at noon, standing behind the intelligence team leader Lieutenant Colonel Xie, and he was also a lot more comfortable.

Colonel Feng Chenye, captain of the "Dark Night" group, Qiu Dong, political commissar, Huang De, leader of the first squadron, and other middle-level leaders in the base stood next to the body of the martyr, waiting for those who came to say goodbye.

Soon, in addition to the important position of not being able to leave the post, the people who could come in the base came, and the auditorium was dark.

Colonel Feng, who was the host of the farewell ceremony, stood in front of the statue of the remains, and the music playing in the auditorium stopped.

"Our good comrade-in-arms, the hero Comrade Qin Baosong, left us in the battle in the early hours of this morning, and it has been seven years since he joined the army at the age of 17······ Colonel Feng did not hold the speech in his hand, but relied on the memory of each member of the "Dark Night" team to bring together the life resumes of the martyrs.

Although it is a simple and straightforward retelling, it is deeply engraved in everyone's memory of Qin Baosong's life, and he will always be with everyone.

The farewell ceremony was very simple, only half an hour, but everyone's eyes were red and their hearts were heavy.

The hound must eventually die on the mountain, and the general will inevitably die in battle, which is the fate of the warrior.

Every time I go on an expedition, no one knows if I can come back alive, or my comrades-in-arms can never return together, carry guns together and fight together, and the people who play with death will cherish their comrades-in-arms every minute and every second.

Or die young, or die without a body, unable to enjoy the sweetness of life, such things have to be done by someone, giving up a small family for everyone, for the sake of more peace and happiness for relatives, for the peace and stability of the whole country, rather incarnate as a ruthless bloodthirsty Shura, silently endure all kinds of life and death tests, and forever reincarnate in hell.

Lin Mo still feels the same pride and emotion in this world, which only belongs to soldiers.

After leaving the auditorium, Lin Mo felt that someone was filming him.

"Kobayashi! If you hadn't made a quick decision this time, I'm afraid that tonight, lying at the farewell ceremony, there would be another one more for you. A big rough hand pressed on Lin Mo's shoulder, and the voice was familiar, it was the voice of Team Leader Pan, the boss of the air crew.

"Thank you Lao Pan, I will always be careful!" Lin Mo turned around and saw Lao Pan raising a thumbs up at him, he clenched his fist and touched Lao Pan.

Lin Mo still has the last life support that is not known, but he can't tell Lao Pan.

"We, the people, are happy today······" Lao Ma, the custodian of the arsenal area, weighed a bunch of keys in his hand, shook his head and swayed, carrying a bag of cooked beef and went straight to his post.

"Old horse! It's time to eat!"

"Uh-huh! Add food today, haha, I won two hundred dollars in the lottery two days ago! Comfort yourself!" The wrinkles on the old horse's face almost squinted his eyes.

From time to time, I ran into an acquaintance, and the old horse was in a particularly mood to say hello.

Recently, Lao Ma's life has been extraordinarily moist, as if squeezing toothpaste every month as if the salary is no longer worrying about the moonlight every month, he is in a good mood, and he eats numb, and this person's complexion is also ruddy.

Back in the duty room of his post in the reservoir area, he locked the key of the warehouse into the iron cabinet, hummed a little song, returned to his desk, pulled open the bag of ruddy and fragrant sauce beef, and sucked a mouthful of meat.

I couldn't wait to put a piece into my mouth, and chewed a few bites, it was fragrant, tender and chewy, and the old horse was almost happy to the sky.

"Hey, in another year, let's retire, go home and buy a big house, so as not to be looked down upon by my brother-in-law, hum, it's great to have a house, a car and money, and we are also rich now!" While stuffing it into his mouth, he shook his head.

"Rich people? Then you have to have a life!" An unexpected voice interrupted the old horse's mood.

"What is there?!what?!" The old horse suddenly widened his eyes and stopped chewing, and turned his head sharply, only to find that there was a girl suddenly in the duty room at some point.

The duty room in the reservoir area is a two-story stainless steel grille, and there is a fireproof and bulletproof door, so even a grenade may not be able to explode, and it is clear that he is the only one in the room.

"Hmph!~" The girl played with a strangely shaped steel needle in her hand, as if she was showing off something.

The old horse didn't care about the delicious taste in his mouth, and without hesitation, he reached for the drawer of the desk.

In the drawer is a 5.8 mm caliber self-defense pistol filled with bullets, which is the standard self-defense weapon in the duty room.

Phew!~ A foot in a military boot and an old horse's hand kicked on the drawer handle.

"Ah!~~~" The old horse was so excited by the pain of ten fingers and heart that he screamed miserably, and even his voice was out of tune! He thought that the guards who rushed over should have heard the movement, but there was no sound, you must know that there was a squad of soldiers guarding this place outside, and they would not let go of the slightest breeze.

"You shout! You're called! No matter how loud you shout, no one hears it, and even if it does, it won't come to save you!" The girl's feet used hard force, and there was no intention of moving away at all, and the leather boots of the old cowhide and the ultra-hard and ultra-wear-resistant cow tendon bottom made the military boots a weapon with no weak lethality.

"You, who are you? This is the arsenal, what do you want to do? It's a crime, you're going to be shot on the spot! Let go of me!" The old horse howled hoarsely and did not forget to threaten the uninvited girl, and he tried to shout louder and louder, but no one came.

Obviously, this uninvited guest was not intimidated by the old horse, but pulled a strand of hair from his ear with one hand, looked at the old man in his forties with a playful tone, and said, "I committed a crime? Want to shoot me? Okay, so let's take a look, who shot who first? As he spoke, he turned his head to the side and shouted, "Sister! Your turn. ”

"What?!" Before the old horse's mind could turn the corner, there was a loud noise on the writing table, and several handmade ledgers of the ammunition depot area of the thick arsenal were slammed in front of him, and suddenly he struggled in horror as if he had been electrocuted, and kept shouting: "What do you want to do, what do you want to do?" It's a military powerhouse!"

"Say it! Tell me the truth, you can suffer a little less!" Another girl, whose face was exactly the same as the girl who stepped on the old horse, calmly pulled a stool and sat on the side of the old horse, her waist was straight, and the proud curves of her chest were exquisite, and her eyes full of knowledge and wisdom seemed to penetrate the soul of the old horse in an instant.

"You, who are you?" The old horse moved up and down in fear, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, two girl twins who looked exactly the same, although they looked sweet and cute, and looked like movie stars, but they made him feel trembling and fear in his bones, and he endured the pain but still resisted.

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