Special Years

Luo Xing's wedding is simple and luxurious.

Simplicity means that there are no luxurious wedding ceremonies. Compared with local weddings, perhaps the eight dishes cooked by the cooking class at the level of cooking may not be considered a delicacy.

The luxury lies in the fact that no one can invite a whole special forces team to attend the wedding, which belongs to the military.

Have you ever seen a special forces member personally be the best man at a soldier's wedding?

It's hard.

The dishes are simple, but the sentiment is not simple.

The ceremony is very simple, but the meaning is not simple.

This is a military wedding.

For Solemn, it was his squad leader's wedding.

A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime.

The troops don't say this, the troops are called "Old Squad Leader".

I have taken you, and I have seen you all my life. Even if you become a general, you have to salute honestly and call it "Old Squad Leader".

Early the next morning, the "Hunter" team evacuated as planned.

Just like when you came, it was quiet when you left.

Solemnly carrying a backpack and equipment, as well as the 85-type sniper rifle, stood on the basketball court and watched quietly to the barracks and camp.

He didn't want to go in and disturb everyone's dreams.

For more than a month, he understood how precious it was for these minesweepers to lie on their own beds and get a good night's sleep.

Most of the time, everyone just set up a tent in the wilderness like Nakui Village, threw some leaves of plants on the ground or found a stone to cushion it, and then threw on their own mats and quilts and lay on it to sleep.

"What? Are you reluctant to leave?"

Han Zou walked to the solemn side and looked up at the quiet barracks.

"Solemn, are you reluctant?"

Nodding solemnly: "Yeah, it's been more than a month, and they're all comrades-in-arms with the same life and death."

Having said that, I stopped.

After a while, he raised his head and asked Han Zixuan, "Captain, are we really not going in to say goodbye?"

Han said to himself: "Zhuang Yan, your soldiers are still short, and when your soldiers are long, you will get used to this kind of parting. Your old squad leader will be discharged, your comrades will be discharged, and your chief will be discharged. Change careers, iron-clad battalion soldiers, if you are the battalion commander, all this."

Zhuang Yan smiled bitterly: "What if I still can't get used to it?"

Han said without thinking about it: "Then learn to adapt to it. When you first came to the army, you were not a sniper, right?"

Majestic was stunned, but could not refute.

Han's self-proclaimed discourse always has such a philosophical view of the world.

Perhaps, this captain, who has been a soldier for nine years, is more familiar with and understands everything about the army than himself.

Boarded the car.

Zhuang Yan still chose the most suitable position for him - on the edge of the tailgate at the rear of the car.

Zhuang Yan likes this location very much, here, you can see everything outside the car.

Unlike at the end of the carriage, where nothing can be seen.

For this position, Zhuang Yan was the first to board the car every time, and the first to occupy the position.

He was even a little nervous. At first, he felt that he could find such a good position every time because he was active enough and arrived early every time.

Later, it was discovered that in fact everyone was letting him.

The soldiers in the "Hunter" team all like to be the rear of the car.

So every time everyone was boarding the car, they deliberately slowed down and let Zhuang Yan get on first.

In this regard, even Xu Xingguo, who has had a lot of trouble with solemnity, is doing it.

The car started and slowly left the camp.

Solemnly watched all the familiar sights gradually shrink in sight.

At the gate of the demining team, a figure suddenly appeared.

"solemn!"

Someone was shouting his name.

Zhuang Yan was shocked all over his body.

Looking up, it was Luo Xing.

Luo Xing did not catch up like in the movie and TV series, but stood still, next to his new wife Lin Li.

"Work hard! Be the best soldier! You can do it!"

Luo Xing's voice has always been so thick that it sounds indistinct from a distance.

Zhuang Yan only heard the last four words - you can do it!

Waving solemnly, he stood up.

"Squad leader! Take care! Be well!"

This is the last conversation between the two.

Not too much sadness, not too much hugging and crying.

Totally just two sentences.

All to say, can only rely on future communications.

This is friendship between soldiers.

It won't be too hypocritical, but that kind of affection is a life-and-death relationship.

The gate is gone, and Luo Xing is gone.

He sat down solemnly and returned to his original position.

The opposite Su Huikai looked at the solemn, and kept checking her 95-style in her hand. She raised her head and said with a smile, "Stop screaming, you can write a letter!"

In one sentence, the atmosphere in solemn heart was completely broken.

If it is too simple, everything that should be tragic and beautiful has slipped in unexpected directions.

"Fuck your ass!"

Zhuang Yan couldn't help cursing.

Su Huikai said, "It's alright, it's the third year of military service, how are you so hypocritical? Haven't you sent a veteran?"

Zhuang Yan thought of the seventh.

Think of Yin Xiancong.

He has sent veterans, but every time he sends veterans, he is not there.

When Luo Pingan left at the end of the year, he was still in the minefield.

When Yin Xiancong left, he was teaching the team.

After serving as a soldier for three years, he has only sent a veteran once.

That's when Lao Qi left.

I vaguely remember that Lao Qi burst into tears when he saw the banner displayed by the bronze statue in front of the division gate by everyone in the seventh class of the third district team.

"The first two times, I had a mission."

Majesty can only tell the truth.

"Alas," Su Huikai said, "I sent veterans."

He suddenly sighed and said again: "But I would rather not give it away, that taste..."

Zhuang Yan said, "It's the first time you sent a veteran to you, did you cry?"

Su Huikai immediately shook her head in denial: "No! I'm a big man! How can I cry!"

"Really didn't cry?" Zhuang Yan looked at the scout with absolute suspicion.

Su Huikai was a little embarrassed by the solemn stare, and did not dare to face the other party.

Zhuang Yan kept staring at Su Huikai without blinking—that's the power of a sniper~www.novelmt.com~ Staring at you makes you shudder.

In the end, Su Huikai waved his hand impatiently: "Don't look at me, okay! All right! I'll be honest, Ma, I didn't want to cry, but my squad leader waved his hand in the car and said Su Hui drove you kid. Come to see me when you have time! I think about it, my class elder's home is in the northwest, and I am in the Central Plains. It's really not easy to go back and meet again. Who knows if there will be a chance to see you again? I couldn't help it, I ran and cried... I cried like a bitch..."

"Bull" Su Huikai didn't look too sad when he said these words, he just smiled lightly and put his head away from the car.

However, solemnly clearly saw that there was something sparkling in the corner of Lao Su's eyes.

"Fuck! It really is a foreign road, why is there so much sand here!"

While scolding her mother, Lao Su stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, looking indignant.