At night, the stars descend. The bright moon hangs high in the sky and the stars shine.

Zhang Kun did not go back, but came to the top floor of the commercial housing where Zhuo Qiang's family was. He found a corner on the roof, sat with his back against the wall, and looked up at the starry sky.

He didn't want to go back, or rather, Zhang Kun didn't want to go anywhere now. He just wanted to find a place to stay quietly. It happened to be here, and he had decided to spend this night here.

The night was a little cool. Although the temperature had begun to rise, it was only during the day, and the night in early spring was still only a few degrees.

However, this is nothing to Zhang Kun. After being thrust by martial arts, he will not suffer from cold after an hour or two.

Zhang Kun just sat quietly, looking up at the sky. There were no meteors to make wishes, only the stars blink occasionally.

The birthday party at Zhuo Qiang's house downstairs is still going on, it must be very lively. Although Zhang Kun can't hear it, he still seems to be able to feel it.

Zhang Kun looked at the starry sky silently, and then suddenly said, "Do you regret it?"

I don’t know why I didn’t attend the cheerful birthday party, but chose to stay beside Zhang Kun, Zhuo Qiang was slightly stunned: “Repent?”

"Well, I regret it. Do you regret being a soldier?" Zhang Kun suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhuo Qiang's face quietly.

"If you have not joined the army and entered the army, you will not become an armed police, you will not be summoned by the Security Bureau, you will not participate in this mission, you will not become like this, you will not..."

"I don't regret it!" Zhuo Qiang interrupted without hesitation every time Zhang Kun finished speaking, and then Zhuo Qiang stared at Zhang Kun with his eyes tightly: "Even because of this mission, I left my family, my wife, Junyan, I still have no regrets."

"Why?" Zhang Kun still had a expressionless face, but his eyes were flashing with incomprehensible light.

To Zhang Kun, family is everything to him. Death is not scary. Really, Zhang Kun is not afraid of death, he is only afraid of leaving his family. When he dies, he naturally leaves his family, so he doesn't want to die.

But if he is alive but his family is gone, then Zhang Kun is no different from dead. Losing his family is equivalent to losing the whole world.

So, if there is a mission that will make him lose his family, then, even if the next second, the sky collapses and the world is destroyed, what does it have to do with him?

So he couldn't understand.

Zhuo Qiang was silent for a while, then slowly floated to Zhang Kun's side. Like Zhang Kun, Xu leaned against the wall and sat down, looking up at the starry sky.

After a while, Zhuo Qiang showed a helpless smile on his face: "Because, there are some things in this world that must be done by someone."

"It's very tiring to be a soldier. It's really not only tiring training, but also tiring tasks, but also in danger of life at any time. Not only when you're doing tasks, but even when you're training, you'll probably know what the word "death indicator" means, even if you haven't heard it."

"This is just normal. If it is in the war period, the mortality rate will be even higher. It can be said that if you join the army, you will basically put one foot into the gates of hell."

"But even so, why are there so many people joining the army every year? Our country does have a compulsory military service system, but in practice, it is a voluntary strengthening model that combines the two."

"For example, an 18-year-old man is at the age of serving in the military, but as long as you don't sign up, no one will force you to join the military, basically completely voluntarily. Of course, if you sign up and don't go, you will know what compulsory means."

"I first joined the army because after I retired, I would have a considerable amount of discharge fees and I would be a soldier for money."

"Later, when I had the opportunity to stay, I stayed because it was a stable job to join the army."

"Later, one time, our company was sent by the state as a peacekeeping force to a small country in war to help the refugees there. Even today more than ten years later, I still clearly remember what happened."

"It was noon. I and a comrade-in-arms of a small team went out for a mission. On the way back, there was a child, a child about four or five years old, a black child. Following our team, he followed us for a long two miles. After discovering it, our captain stopped and waited for a few questions. Guess what the little guy said."

"He is thirsty and wants some water to drink."

"At that time, the whole team of people were stunned. The child was only four or five years old, looking skinny, barefoot, no pants, and only a torn T-shirt hanging on his body."

"At that time, our captain immediately gave his kettle to the little guy. The kettle was basically full. I remember that the captain had never drunk it. The little guy seemed to say thank you, and then drank most of the water in the kettle. I guess if I weren't afraid of being embarrassed, I would probably have finished it all in one breath."

"There is nearly a liter of water. When it reaches the little guy's belly, such a small belly can actually hold so much water."

"However, what I care most about is the happy look on the little guy's face when he drinks water. Do you know that happiness, happiness, happiness, just because of a sip of water."

"At that time, our team was silent collectively. It was the captain. He searched through everyone's backpacks, and finally found two pieces of bread and gave it to the little guy, and swallowed it. That time we had a short-term mission and didn't bring any food at all."

"After the little guy 'eats and drinks', I only had one thought in my mind after watching the little guy waving his hand with a 'happy' look on his face."
Chapter completed!