In the darkness, a group of people looked at Jiaolong's training camp in the distance.

The training camp was as quiet as ever.

But the difference is that the devil in the eyes of these trainees is not there now - the training camp without them should be very... angry.

"Hey, Lao Zheng, are we going to leave quietly like this?"

"If you don't leave quietly, why don't you wait for them to hold a farewell party? To celebrate being out of our clutches?"

They are used to being "devils" and "bad guys", but no one wants to send away the soldiers they have worked so hard to bring out as "gods of plague".

Who doesn’t want to have a harmonious relationship with a partner who gets along day and night?

Who doesn’t want to form an unbreakable comradeship with a comrade who gets along day and night?

However, how can there be a "harmonious" atmosphere between instructors and trainees in special training?

How can we have a "harmonious" atmosphere?

"Hey, let's go!"

Xu Sanduo looked at his comrades who were hiding their loss and said: "Actually... we don't need to care. They will understand us soon. They will soon become like us."

What Xu Sanduo thought of was the training session hosted by Zheng Yingqi the first year after they were selected into the Old A.

"Just like... Inge."

"Haha, not everyone can be as...dog-faced as Lao Zheng!"

"Damn! Who are you calling a fool? This is outrageous!" Zheng Yingqi jumped to his feet.

…

Although no one mentioned that they were about to part ways, after they completed their final report at the Jiaolong Station, the elites from the four Ace Special Forces teams were about to embark on a different return path.

Wang Hui and the others left first. Before leaving, Wang Hui invited Zheng Yingqi: "Hey, Lao Zheng, your vacation this time is a bit long. How about... come to our Black Tiger for a tour first?"

Without waiting for Zheng Yingqi's reply, several people from Old A started to protect him: "Old Zheng hasn't been on vacation for a long time. Squadron Wang, you are going too far in trying to recruit a young man like this!"

"We Black Tigers don't want to poach your old A, so don't we need to be careful? Okay - let's go!" Wang Hui smiled and scolded, waved, and jumped into the car to the airport with several subordinates, but the shouting voice was no longer there.

Sent:

"Next time we meet at the theater, be careful that we all end up in the same pot!"

"We Langya specializes in treating wild cats!" Ostrich loudly responded to Wang Hui's shouting, but when the vehicles that had left were only distant black dots, he and the others who clamored silently raised their hands in salute.

The last time we said goodbye after acting, it was already seven or eight years before we met again. This time we said goodbye, and the next time we say goodbye, when will it be?

Langya's people left in the second wave. Before leaving, they looked at Zheng Yingqi, who had once frightened them and made them lose confidence by beating him alone. After a long time, they said: "Instructor, it's time for us to leave."

"Um."

Zhuang Yan suddenly asked: "Instructor, is there anything you want to tell us?"

Zheng Yingqi looked at the expectant faces of Lang Ya, and after being silent for a while, he said: "I am honored to be your instructor!"

"Instructor, we are honored to receive training under you when we enter the special forces!"

Zheng Yingqi laughed: "The flattery is very good, but... next time we meet on the acting stage, I will be merciless."

"Instructor, be careful. Don't let us take the blame next time you perform!" Several people from Langya fought back unwilling to be outdone. After saying that, they jumped into the car as fast as they could. Ostrich shook the driver and urged:

"Let's go!"

Zheng Yingqi smiled as he watched these promising boys fleeing in embarrassment. He couldn't help laughing and said to Long Xiaoyun: "Dragon Team, didn't you also say that you would serve us all in one pot at the training ground next time?"

Long Xiaoyun smiled like a flower: "You are quite capable of attracting hatred - Leng Feng, what do you think we should do to leave a farewell message to Instructor Zheng?"

Leng Feng thought for a while and finally decided to follow the crowd: "Captain Zheng, next time we act, our Wolf Warriors are going to kill Old A all at once!"

"I...I'm looking forward to that day."

"There will definitely be one!" Leng Feng vowed.

Long Xiaoyun smiled and motioned for the Wolf Warriors to get into the car with him: "Okay, it's time for us to leave." The moment he got on the car, Long Xiaoyun stopped and turned around and said:

"Captain Zheng, during this vacation, I think it's time for you... to go on a blind date. The boss is not young anymore, right?"

"It's the boss who's grown up - Dragon Team, how about you introduce one to our old Zheng?" The person who spoke was naturally not Zheng Yingqi, but Tuo Yonggang, who had long felt that something was wrong with Long Xiaoyun's eyes on Zheng Yingqi.

"Okay - I happen to know someone. She is too old and no one wants her. I think she is a good match for Captain Zheng."

"Then...when are you going to go on a blind date with our Lao Zheng?" Tuo Yonggang asked.

Long Xiaoyun got into the car, but his voice drifted over: "I'll tell her later!"

Tuo Yonggang was dumbfounded.

The car drives away.

Xu Sanduo said blankly: "I thought Dragon Squadron was interested in Lao Zheng."

Zheng Yingqi glanced at Xu Sanduo: "You think a lot."

The dumbfounded Tuo Yonggang glanced at Zheng Yingqi sympathetically: "Old Zheng, you seem to have lost to Leng Feng."

"Old Zheng, do you regret it?"

"I'm so sorry! You guys don't act like bitches - get in the car and get out of here!"

"Take a good vacation. It's best to come back with wedding candies! If you don't bring wedding candies, don't come back!" Xu Sanduo and the others got into the car, leaving words of disgust slowly floating in the air.

Zheng Yingqi looked at his departing comrades and said nothing for a long time...

Goodbye, old A’s comrades,

Next time on the training ground, be careful as I... I'll kill you all...

…

There is a temple in the mountain,

There is an old monk in the temple.

He is a very burly old monk.

The old monk is very old, but he still stays in the temple.

The incense in the temple is not strong, not because it is far away from people, but...

The old monk looked at the figure walking into the temple: "Donor, do you worship Buddha and burn incense?"

The visitor stood tall and straight, like a towering tree. He solemnly said: "Buddha, I won't worship you anymore. I want to worship the cemetery in the back mountain."

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"Donor, that is also a Buddha, a real Buddha." The old monk smiled: "What you worship in the small temple is the real Buddha."

Zheng Yingqi also laughed, this burly old monk was interesting!

He said: "Then I...will worship the true Buddha."

The old monk solemnly said: "Donor, come with me."

Zheng Yingqi silently followed the old monk and walked towards the back mountain step by step.

It was said to be the back mountain, but it was not far away. The monk walked in silence for less than ten minutes before arriving at the place he carefully guarded. He turned around and said, "Donor, just..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Yingqi, who was following him, had already silently opened the door that the old monk had wiped clean over and over again, and walked into an area full of heroic souls.

The stone tablets stand silently in front of the tombs, like eternal and immortal traces.

Zheng Yingqi suddenly couldn't move.

"I...actually should have come to see you a long time ago."

"But I... don't dare to come."

Zheng Yingqi, who was silent, was roaring in his heart.

"Brothers... I... came to see you."

The monk stood silently at the door, but the world in his eyes was changing.

"kill!"

"The Independent Group! We are the independent group that is iron-clad!"

"Reconnaissance Company! Kill!"

That was...the roar of his brothers.

That is,

The... military soul of the independent regiment.

And the person he brought over, the person who followed him, suddenly changed into something else in the eyes of the monk:

Wearing a gray-green military uniform, he was looking at them with a smile.

"Comrades, when you join the reconnaissance company, do you want to be popular and drink hot food?"

The old monk's eyes were wet, and he did not dare to wipe them for fear that after wiping away his tears, he would never see this scene again.
To be continued...