220

When the transfer report was approved, it was the coldest time in the Gobi Desert.

The transfer report was announced by the political commissar. After he announced it, he glanced at them: "If you have any help, you can ask the troops and we will try our best to help you."

Fugui sighed secretly in his heart: "I'm going home!" The heart that was hanging over the days finally fell to the ground - no matter what the result, he was not happy at all. When the political commissar read his name, he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. He looked out the window blankly, where many comrades were training in the training ground braved the cold, and his agile figures were so familiar, but from now on, he would not be a member of the special forces team, and he would no longer have his own figure on the training ground. He felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

The captain stood up and tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but Fugui could see how far-fetched he smiled. The captain walked slowly in front of them, his steps were so heavy that he seemed to have to use all his strength every step. Fugui always thought his eyes were sharp, but today his eyes were so kind, and looking at each of us was as proud as looking at his own children.

Finally he stopped and faced the wealth and honor, they said: "I remember ten years ago that the training of the special forces team is hard, but everyone's life requires passion. This is the beginning of your dreams. Your life will be the most proud and memorable thing in the painting. Your future life will also change a lot for you to come to the special forces team. Today you choose to leave. My only hope is that every day you are in the special forces team will become a beautiful memory in the future."

Fugui looked at the captain and felt ashamed. Although the captain was cruel and ruthless to them during training, he always cared about them like his brother in life, but now he wants to leave him, and his heart is filled with loss and regret...

The captain helped them sort out the military appearance one by one. When Fugui arrived, Fugui clearly saw the captain's eyes red. The captain helped him button the collar and patted Fugui's shoulder and said, "Do work hard when you go back to the place. There are no cowards in the special forces going out. I believe you are all strong people in life!" Fugui could no longer control his emotions. His tears slowly flowed down his cheeks and dripped on the back of the captain's hand...

The captain gritted his teeth, but still couldn't resist the tears that were spinning in his eyes. He suddenly hugged Fugui and Xiaoyu in his arms and choked and said, "Go back... in the future, take care of yourself!"

The tears of wealth fell on the captain's shoulders one by one, soaking the captain's epaulette. He nodded and said in tears: "Captain, you... take care of yourself!"

Comrades rushed over and hugged the captain tightly...

(Many years later, Fugui always remembered that scene. Although the ancients said that men would not shed tears easily, sometimes tears did not represent cowardice, but the expression of feelings! Whenever they recalled the moment when they broke up with the captain, everyone's tears always swirled in their eyes. Yang Aiguo later said: The captain's clothes were soaked that day, and it was the clothes that our tears helped him wash. Perhaps, only when we parted, people can truly reveal their true feelings!)

I don’t know how long it took, the captain let go of them, wiped his eyes with his hands, and stretched out his hand and said, “When you perform tasks, you always hold hands tightly together to show your dependence on life and death. I also shake hands with you today. No matter how far you go, you will always be members of the Special Forces Team, always my soldiers, and the Special Forces Team will always be your home!”

Everyone held the captain's warm hand and shouted loudly: "We will always be a member of the Special Operations Brigade of the People's Liberation Army of China, relying on each other in life and death, sharing weal and woe!"

The captain tried his best to control his emotions, fearing that tears would flow down again. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Okay, since you will recognize me as the captain in the future, I will make three requests for you." After that, he looked at them solemnly.

The comrades calmed down, lined up and stood in front of the captain, and looked at the captain quietly.

The captain looked at them and looked serious: "Although you have changed your career, your skills are the country and the training of the Party and the people. So I ask you first: you must not be enemies with the people and the motherland after you go back. In other words, you must not do things that sell off national interests; second: you must not bully others by your power; third: you must not join the underworld or any terrorist organization. Can you do it?"

Liming stood out and said, "Captain, don't worry, we used to be soldiers, we know what our bottom line is."

The captain nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good, I just don't want you to do something wrong one day, and your comrades point the gun at you." After that, he paused and looked at Yang Aiguo and Liming and said, "What I feel most at ease about is Patriotic. Liming and Liyu you three. You are violent and cannot tolerate any grievances. To be honest, your temper is not suitable for being in the local area. You are the best in the special forces team, but when you arrive, you may not be able to integrate into this society, so you must be calm in the future, calm and calm again."

Li Ming and Yang Aiguo nodded: "Yes, Captain, we will remember your words."

The captain smiled slightly and said, "You go and prepare to hand over your work." After that, he turned around and waved his hand and said, "I won't send you when you leave. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future."

Even though he turned around, Fugui still thought of everything from the trembling of his shoulders, and a feeling of sadness surged in his heart...

221

The day when Fugui left was a gloomy weather.

Fugui wiped his sniper rifle with tears in his tears. He sat there blankly until the black barrel was shining with black oily light. This gun has been following him since he came to the special forces team, and he followed his life and death like his brothers. He stroked the gun body and murmured: "I hope your future master will also be an excellent sniper." Before he finished speaking, big tears fell on the barrel...

He handed the gun to the instrument depot, Fugui changed into a clean military uniform, stood by the window and silently took off his epaulette and hat badge, took out a towel and wiped it over and over again, tears fell on the hat badge in his hand, shining with a dazzling light.

I don’t know how many times he wiped it, but he found a piece of white cloth, carefully placed the eaves, hat badge and armband on the white cloth, wrapped it carefully, and then put his hands into his suitcase with trembling hands. He knew that from this moment on, the eaves and hat badge would become a commemoration he was proud of, because from today on, he is no longer a soldier!

The door opened, Xiaoyu walked in silently with his suitcase, and said with infinite sadness: "Fugui, it's time to leave."

Fugui nodded. When he walked to the door, he turned around and looked at the dormitory where he had lived for more than ten years. The moment he turned around, he could no longer hold back his tears...

The captain did not come to see them off. Fugui walked downstairs and looked at the captain's office. The door was closed. Maybe the captain would see them off through the glass. Fugui thought silently.

All the comrades from the brigade surrounded them and walked out of the door. Du Lei wiped his tears and held Fugui's hand and said, "Fugui, after you go back..., take care of yourself!"

Wang Yang put Fugui's backpack in the car, walked over and hugged him tightly: "Take care!"

Fugui was infected by this atmosphere of parting. He shed tears and hugged and hugged the comrades who came to see him off... At this time, tears were like rivers that opened the gate, dripping on this Gobi Desert that they had protected for ten years...

The political commissar recruited them together, with a look of silence: "The captain won't come to see you off. He wants me to tell you that you must remember his words and don't forget that you were once a soldier of the special forces."

Fugui nodded. Yes, he will never forget that he is a member of the special forces team now or in the future!

The political commissar waved to them: "Let's go, take care of yourself all the way!"

Fugui took a few steps and suddenly stopped when he walked to the front of the car. He turned around and silently looked at the military flag fluttering in the wind. His comrades stopped and looked at the military flag with endless nostalgia.

Sateng said to himself, "Let's salute another military salute."

The comrades nodded at the same time, and Liming shouted: "Everyone is at attention and salute!"

Fugui, Liming, Yang Aiguo, Du Shengli, Xiaoyu, Sateng, Liu Long, An Xiuguo, Sun Yuguang, Jin Hui, Zhai Qianjin and others raised their hands neatly and saluted the military flag waving in the wind.

Fugui looked at the military flag dyed red with blood, tears circling in his eyes, blurring his eyes...

Looking back, the military camp is still as solid as a rock, standing in the vast Gobi Desert. The shrill cold wind swept the rustling military flag. However, the heavy backpack tells myself that from now on, I will leave here, leave this vicissitudes of Gobi Desert that had lived for ten years, say goodbye to the mottled poplar forest, say goodbye to the comrades who will stay here forever, say goodbye to my dreams, say goodbye to this tragic land...

The first time I joined the special forces was a winter, and it was also such a gloomy winter when I left ten years later. The cold wind kept blowing and removing my collar and hat badge, as if I was telling the ruthlessness of the season.

The car started, and the comrades who were still standing at the gate kept waving their hands. They pressed against the car window and looked at the military camp that was getting farther and farther away. Fugui closed his eyes silently, but tears still poured out involuntarily...

When he opened his eyes and looked back suddenly, the military camp was already hazy on the vast horizon, and only the military flag was still clear in their hearts.

Fugui looked at the Gobi scenery passing by outside the car. Under the gloomy sky, the vast Gobi is even more desolate. Is it the ruthlessness of the season or the unintentional clouds? "It's going to snow? Fugui thought silently, maybe when the snowflakes drift, the vast Gobi will become even more vast. But when the seasons change, the past vastness will be lingered by the years into the memories of the seasons. Just like them, the past glory has become history, but will their glory continue to be sung by the seasons? Many years later, will people here remember the names of the twelve monuments on the back mountain?

From then on, they will start a new life, but will their glory be like the residual snow on the Gobi Desert, and will not leave any traces when the seasons of life change? Will that deep memory be forgotten as the years pass?

Fugui sighed. Perhaps, from now on, the memories flying from now on will be frozen in this gloomy winter, staying in this vast wasteland, allowing all memories to go away with the sad cold wind, and allowing those memories to fall on the dusty ancient road!
Chapter completed!