What are you doing?
I'm thinking of you!
This was Lin Huayin's answer at this moment!
You go to war, go to war, go to war, win glory for the country.
I'm at home, what can I do?
Hearing Lin Huayin's simple and ordinary words, the anger, unwillingness, and even grievance in his heart instantly turned to ash. They completely vanished into thin air.
The cruelty of war, the fierceness of the enemy, the toughness, and the blood.
Just these three words melted everything in Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng's heart softened, and his eyes were no longer cold. On his slightly pale face, a touch of warmth quietly crept up.
He moved his lips slightly and said softly, "I miss you too …"
Lin Huayin's tone was still calm. "Then go home early."
"Okay. The plane tomorrow morning. I can rush home before dinner. "Xiao Zheng paused for a moment. "I have something to tell you …"
"I'll prepare dinner and wait for you to come home." Lin Huayin interrupted Xiao Zheng. "Good night."
Click.
She was still so cold. So inhumane.
When Xiao Zheng was away from home, he suffered the torment of war. But she was not even willing to listen to what Xiao Zheng had to say.
However, Xiao Zheng was not embarrassed at all. Instead, there was a strong sense of warmth in his chest.
What was he going to say? Lin Huayin could guess.
She was so smart.
She seemed to be cold and heartless, but she was so understanding.
At least in front of Xiao Zheng, her understanding had never been sharp.
What was Xiao Zheng going to say? What did he want to say?
He did not speak, but Lin Huayin understood.
But she did not care. Perhaps, it was not worth Xiao Zheng's words!
She really cared, really cared. It was whether Xiao Zheng would come home as scheduled. Whether he would be satisfied with the meal she prepared.
A happy family was just three meals a day, daily necessities. Apart from that, everything else was just a passing cloud.
Lin Huayin had great wisdom. Never bothered by little worries.
This was the crux of the reason why they had never had an argument in the three years they had been together.
Lin Huayin was.
It was the same for Xiao Zheng.
…
Early morning.
The Hua Xia army lined up in formation.
On the drill ground, the anti-terrorist forces of the other countries gathered to send Hua Xia's army back home.
They were the first troops to return home.
Moreover, all the warriors present knew the reason.
When this group arrived, the soldiers did their best to suppress their arrogance. Teach them a lesson.
But now, their eyes were burning with passion as they stared at this iron-like troop.
They were his comrades-in-arms, good brothers who had fought alongside him!
Even though he had only been with them for a week. But this week, they got a taste of the elegance of Hua Xia's soldiers. A spirit of steel!
"Instructor Xiao!"
Bai En led all the leaders forward and shook hands with Xiao Zheng. "I didn't expect you to leave so soon."
"Hua Xia has a famous saying: all good things must come to an end," Xiao Zheng said calmly. "See you another day. I'll drink and chat with you!"
"Drink and chat?" Hearing that, Bai En immediately ordered his subordinates around him. "Go! Bring the wine over! "
Russia was not only a fighting nation, but also a drinking nation. The wine brought by a drinking nation would definitely not be bad.
When all the Hua Xia soldiers were holding a bowl of liquor in their hands, Bai En raised his glass and shouted, "To our dead brothers! To our friendship! Cheers! "
"Cheers!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank it in one gulp!
Bai En put down his glass and said solemnly, "Instructor Xiao. I hope we will never meet on the battlefield again. "
Xiao Zheng smiled. "That's exactly what I mean!"
Bai En and Xiao Zheng gave each other a warm Russian hug. Then, he waved his hand and shouted, "Line up!"
"Fire!"
Bang, bang, bang!
Gunshots rang out. The Hua Xia soldiers marched out of the base and boarded the plane back home.
…
At the military airport.
When Xiao Zheng led all the soldiers to the airport. What was waiting for them was not glory.
The post that had caused a national sensation was also forcibly deleted by the website on the day of the incident.
Glory.
Quietly went far away.
What was waiting for them was questions, suspicions, and malicious intentions!
There were special military forces at the airport to maintain order. But their duty was only to maintain order. It was not to protect the anti-terrorist forces from being harassed by anyone.
Of course, the hundreds of media outlets that rushed over after hearing the news only focused on Xiao Zheng alone. Therefore, the rest of the anti-terrorist soldiers were not too mentally burdened.
In order to maintain order, the military cordoned off the area. But not a single high-ranking military official showed up. And the glory that was promised at the beginning seemed to have been ruined from this moment on.
"General Qi told us in advance. It's not convenient for him to show up, "Jiang Qing explained to Xiao Zheng.
She was worried that this move would make Xiao Zheng dislike General Qi, and even implicate the whole Long Formation.
In fact, facing such a scene. She was also angry.
What was this?
Not a single high-ranking military official showed up. There was not even a welcome ceremony.
After all, they were the national heroes!
Was it because of those photos of the so-called massacre of the Boy Scouts? Erasing all the credit of the anti-terrorist forces?
It was not the first time that Jiang Qing had experienced the cruelty of politics. But this time, she was hurt the most.
"Look! They are coming out! "
"Xiao Zheng!? Where is Xiao Zheng? "
"Let me see what kind of person he is. How could he say such cruel words!"
"He is a butcher! Devil! Messenger of Hell! "
Spotlights were everywhere. The reporters were about to break through the cordon several times. But they were stopped by the soldiers who maintained order.
They were also soldiers.
They trusted the comrades behind them unconditionally!
This group of soldiers had won glory for their country and sacrificed their lives for world peace!
At this moment, they would not allow any media reporters to harass them!
Harass their comrades!
Xiao Zheng was holding the urn in his arms. Jiang Qing, Wei Jiang, and the other commanders, as well as the soldiers behind them, were holding the cold but still hot urn.
Led by Xiao Zheng, they moved forward expressionlessly. They walked through the safe passage arranged by the military.
On both sides of the passage, countless reporters were questioning and even cursing.
The whole world was blaming and scolding. What reason did they have not to blame and question?
"Xiao Zheng! Why did you say such cruel words? What were you thinking? "
"Xiao Zheng! Do you think silence can erase everything? "
"Why did you say that abroad, but not say a word after returning home?"
"Do you realize your mistake? Do you feel remorse for the crimes you have committed? "
Facing the bombardment of the media, Xiao Zheng finally stopped.
As he stopped, the soldiers behind him all stopped.
Xiao Zheng held the urn and slowly turned around. Facing the crazy media, he raised his right index finger and made a shushing gesture. "Be quiet. Don't wake up my comrades."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
