Chapter 33 Please let me stand in the wind for you

Xie Yuran stood at the desk of the veteran General Zheng Xun. The medals in his palm emitted brilliant brilliance under the light. Xie Yuran put the medals on the desk of the veteran General Zheng Xun. He counted one by one in a strange tone: "One, two, three..."

Looking at the six medals of honor neatly lined up in front of him, the corners of General Zheng Xun's mouth kept twitching. He carefully picked up the Silver Eagle Medal and a Earth Medal. He looked at the desk lamp on his desk and carefully watched the corner of the bullet knocked out of a corner, but was still calm and hidden. He looked at the fangs of two Chinese Fifth Special Forces who had worn the fangs, but now the left wings were cut off by a sharp shrapnel, but he still proudly raised his head to show his ambition.

On that night, the school flag of the Fifth Special Forces was lowered at half-mast. Although no notice was received, all the instructors lowered their heads because they all understood that a fang of the Fifth Special Forces... fell.

The next morning, less than seven o'clock, a gentle knock came from outside the door of the veteran General Zheng Xun. The people outside the door were allowed to walk into the principal's office of the veteran General Zheng Xun with a strange lightness. He directly placed his Silver Eagle Medal, Epjac and his officer certificate on the desk of the veteran General Zheng Xun.

The veteran general Zheng Xun raised his head suddenly, stared at the silent man in front of him, and shouted: "Zhu Jianjun, what are you going to do?"

"I know that Zhan Xiage is in Russia, and our fifth special force is limited by the situation and can no longer provide any support to him, so I want to find him back as a personal identity!"

"We have lost one fang, and we must not lose the second one." Thinking of the big boy who fed sleeping pills to his baby pigeons in order to have a stable sleep, and buried more than 200 mothballs around him, recalling the fact that he was still firm and persistent while sweating during training, and was so tired that he could only climb back to the "dormitory" with his hands and feet while sleeping soundly, while instinctively reaching out to the strong soldier who was about to crawl onto his neck and throwing the poisonous snake to the side, Zhu Jianjun's face was like a fossil, and he actually smiled indifferently, "And... I like him!"

Put on a casual outfit that can only be described as antiques, and carry a small backpack. When walking out of the gate of the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, Zhu Jianjun found Yajieer. Now her relationship with Zhan Xiage that violated the military camp regulations has become well known to the whole school.

Zhu Jianjun stared at the woman in front of him who had lost her luster and even lost her hope for life after only a dozen hours. In just a dozen hours, she had completely withered because her sunshine and love were destroyed by her own hands.

Zhu Jianjun carefully hid the care and pity in his eyes and whispered: "I'm leaving."

"Oh," Yajie'er replied blankly: "You go slowly."

Zhu Jianjun said: "From today, I will leave the Fifth Special Force."

"Well, are you going to perform tasks again?"

She didn't hear what she was saying at all. Now she was just a puppet doll that turned a deaf ear and could not see. She just sat blankly on the bed, holding tightly at three letters written to her by Zhan Xiage, who had been completely wet with tears. Her eyes were just falling on a small pot of wild flowers. They were the wild flowers that Zhan Xiage found in the desert. Who would have thought that its vitality was so tenacious? Yajie'er just put it in a vase with water. A week later, she was surprised to find that the dried wild flower slowly spread her body in her room, blooming a ray of fragrance belonging to the rough desert?!

This wild flower can be seen in the spring of the dead tree. She has been caring carefully and is ready to deliver it to her beloved boy as a surprise when Zhan Xiage comes back.

However, this wild flower is still beautiful and still exudes a faint fragrance. Where is the man she loves?!

"I am no longer an instructor of the Fifth Special Forces. When I walk out of the gate of the Fifth Special Forces elite training school, my files will be completely destroyed, and I will no longer be a Chinese soldier!"

"Well, it's better if you're not a soldier!" Yajie'er said dazedly: "If you're not a soldier, you don't have to go to the battlefield, and you don't have to shout slogans of sacrifice for the country every day, and you don't need to suppress your enthusiasm and humanity, and wave the butcher's knife at the child!"

Speaking of this, the tears of sadness once again came from Yajie'er's eyes as bright as the stars in the dark night, but now it was covered with a layer of haze and despair. She twitched lightly, and she cried silently. That kind of pitifulness, that kind of sadness and regret were really enough to inspire the deep desire for protection in the heart of any man in this world.

Suddenly, her waist was tightly held by a pair of big hands. Yajie'er opened her eyes wide. Before she could figure out what was going on, she was hugged into a hard but warm embrace. She wanted to struggle hard, but Zhu Jianjun's firm oath in her ear made the tears in her eyes even more crazily. "Yajie'er, listen, I will help you bring him back! Betting on the dignity of a man, I will definitely deliver the Zhan Xia Ge to you intact!"

The song of war hero!

These three words seemed to have magic power, and suddenly woke Yajie'er up!

"Ya Jie'er, tell me, do you believe my promise? Tell me, do you believe in a man's oath to you?!"

Yajie'er opened her eyes wide and looked at the instructor Zhu Jianjun who was holding her tightly in his arms in disbelief. She felt the blood that was surging in his body, and listening to his increasing intensity and strength, like the roaring heartbeat of war drums, Yajie'er nodded involuntarily.

"Then, please show him your most beautiful smile on the day you meet Zhan Xia Ge again, and make that stupid boy ejaculated through your heart in an instant by your surprise. Please take care of yourself... OK?"

Yajie'er nodded in a daze. She had to admit that she was impressed by a powerful force that could not resist and burn with burning heat. And she was more willing to believe that the real man in front of her who was holding her tightly in her arms, if she had not met Instructor Long Jianhui from the same world, she would have a very likely chance of becoming an excellent soldier with fangs and being able to bring her beloved man back!

Yajie'er's hot tears penetrated Zhu Jianjun's coat, which was not thick. These warm and hot eyes made Zhu Jianjun almost scream. He lowered his head and used his brother's method of treating his sister to leave a comforting kiss on Yajie'er's forehead. At this moment, he didn't even notice it himself. His voice was so hoarse, and he hissed: "I'm leaving! Don't worry, the moment I found Zhan Xia Ge, no one could hurt him again unless the enemy stepped over my body!"

He reached out and pushed Yajie'er away. Zhu Jianjun walked out of Yajie'er's dormitory without looking back. The door of the dormitory was closed with a "bang".

Zhu Jianjun did not dare to look back. He was afraid that when he turned around, he would never be reluctant to leave when he saw Yajie'er's pitiful pear blossoms with rain. He also knew that even if he turned around, even if he was willing to stay, he could not help Yajie'er. This sense of enlightenment and powerlessness made this outstanding soldier in the fifth special department, second only to Fang, suppressed a breath in his chest.

He stood outside Yajie'er's dormitory. He wanted to roar loudly, but he opened his mouth wide and could not shout it out. Finally, he slowly took out an unsigned love letter from his arms. He stood outside Yajie'er's dormitory door and slowly tore the love letter to pieces.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Zhu Jianjun tore the plot into countless pieces, and he carefully put these pieces of paper into his pocket. He even bent down and picked up the paper scraps falling on the ground from the ground.

Seeing that the woman he had been in love with for several years was moved by another man and the student he had trained himself, he was completely cleared out without even the chance to compete. This pain had obviously made his blood boil all over his body, but he was a super elite who had been trained by the Fifteenth Special Forces. Even in this case, he would still instinctively control his own body and prevent his body from trembling. He could even use a "calm" attitude to eliminate all possible "evidences" that could be left behind. Even if he wanted to yell, he would lose the human way of venting emotions because of the survival rules of the sniper.

This helpless soberness made him so depressed that he just wanted to sing long songs, and made him so painful that he just wanted him to slap himself in the face. Anyway, Zhu Jianjun suddenly understood the difference between himself and Zhan Xia Ge. Although Zhan Xia Ge was cold enough on the battlefield, he was at least a man with flesh and blood and sunny smiles. However, he himself was already a combat machine trained and grown up in the Fifth Special Forces since childhood. Even if he loved, hated, and hurt, he would just put them deeply in the deepest part of his heart.

"War Xia Ge, I lost, I must admit that I lost! I lost completely and lost happily. Now Yajie'er is yours, and no one can take it away!" Zhu Jianjun raised his head and said in a deep voice: "I will definitely not let you die! Even if I try everything to see Yajie'er's smile again, I must bring you back from Russia alive!"

When Zhu Jianjun's back completely disappeared, the door of Yajie'er's dormitory opened. Yajie'er picked up a piece of paper from the place where Zhu Jianjun was standing. No matter how calm he was or what kind of inhuman training he had received, in absolute pain, he still made a mistake when he was hit like this. He did not pick up a piece of paper that drifted behind his feet with the wind.

Yajie'er unfolded the piece of shredded paper less than two square centimeters, and there were only two and a half words on it, but looking at the vigorous and powerful font like a knife and an axe, with a faint domineering font, Yajie'er became obsessed again.

I understand, I understand everything.

Whenever she is sad, whenever she is lost, when it is her birthday, when she is promoted... the next morning, under the crack of her dormitory door, there is always an unsigned letter. For four years, this mysterious man without a signature accompanied her to experience the joys, sorrows and sorrows of life. He enlightened her to share her pain, he accompanied her to be happy, and congratulate her on her success.

It is because of the existence of such letters that Yajie'er has been able to persist for the War Xia Ge for so long to defeat a woman who is thirty years old and still has no home, irresistible panic, and she is looking for a man to marry and build a warm family together.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

After chasing for a few steps, looking at Zhu Jianjun's body as straight as a javelin, she walked alone towards the gate of the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School. The students along the way saluted Zhu Jianjun, but when their hands were placed on their foreheads and looking at Zhu Jianjun's casual clothes, they hesitantly put down their hands. Yajie'er stared at this man who had spent all his feelings with her for four years. She really didn't know what she could do except say these words at this moment. It was not until this moment that she understood why an outstanding soldier with rich practical experience and in the golden period of his life had to stay in the school honestly and be an ordinary instructor.

If feelings can be measured by time, she would really rush over and hug Zhu Jianjun from behind. If love can be filled by emotions, she would really surrender to Zhu Jianjun who is more suitable for her. But... When Zhan Xiage, who is only eighteen years old, hugged her tightly before he was stunned and shouted the saying "Women are protected by men", when Zhan Xiage pulled a grenade to die with the instructor in order to help her vent her anger, her heart was poured into the big boy without reservation.

The kind of heart that was so moved that she almost fainted, the kind of happiness that almost allowed her to face the throbbing of death with a smile, the kind of gentleness that was so safe that she would never regret it, the three love letters without any love words, the little flower that was still blooming in her room, made her really not like the second man again in her life!

When he reached the gate of the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, Zhu Jianjun suddenly stopped, and Major Li Xiangshang stood at the entrance of the teaching gate.

These two most outstanding soldiers of the Fifth Special Forces stood seven or eight meters away looking at each other.

I don’t know how long I looked at each other, Li Xiangshang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “Are you leaving?”

"Um!"

“Did you decide?”

"Yes!"

"I know your feelings for Instructor Yajie'er. I have told you a long time ago that when the War Xia Ge appeared, you had no idea!" Li Xiangshang reached out to take Zhu Jianjun's backpack, carried it on his shoulders, and said calmly: "I know your personality very well, and I can understand your decision. But if you want to leave, you don't even report to your squad leader and elder brother. It's too much right?!"

"I personally sent Zhan Xiage to leave the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, and later I personally took him back to the school. I hope that this time, I will have a chance to take him back to the brother I sent out this time!"

Li Xiangshang and Zhu Jianjun walked shoulder to shoulder on the road outside the school campus. The two people raised their right legs and fell down at the same time. They felt the long-lost tacit understanding. Li Xiangshang sighed lightly: "Recalling back to me, a 'veteran' who was seven years older than you, led you to a group of newly recruits who had just joined the army to train. This seems to have happened a long time ago."

Zhu Jianjun nodded and said, "Yes, it's been a long time. I was only eleven years old at that time, but now I'm thirty-eight."

"Yes, this is what I worry about you the most."

Li Xiangshang sighed: "You have been growing up in the military compound and then entered the Fifth Special Forces. Due to your personality, you have almost never had contact with the outside world except for performing missions. Your biggest hobby is to study various weapons and practical skills. Apart from that, you really know nothing about other things. You don't even know how many people are required to participate in football games. When you watch others play basketball, you actually ask why you don't use your feet to kick the side. I really don't want to imagine that if a soldier like you runs to a country where strange languages ​​cannot communicate, why do you find the song of War Heroes? Leaving the channels of the Fifth Special Forces, you will not be able to enter Russia even within a few weeks, let alone find a convenient weapon there."

Zhu Jianjun stubbornly closed his mouth.

"I know that once you make a decision, you will never look back. I saw you off this time and didn't plan to persuade you to go back." Li Xiangshang said: "I just want to give you a little advice. Go and try to find the brothers of Zhan Xiage. If their relationship is really strong enough, you can get enough help through them!"

Li Xiangshang sent a piece of paper filled with the phone number to Zhu Jianjun, "Huang Zhipeng, played all over the navy, army, air force with Zhan Xiage, and experienced the test of the failure of the submarine test. He is considered Zhan Xiage's closest comrade and iron friend. It is said that he is the second brother among Zhan Xiage's brothers. You can go find him. You are a practical expert on the battlefield. I absolutely believe in your ability in the professional field, but some things should be left to someone who is more suitable to do."

Zhu Jianjun hesitated a little, and finally reached out and held the paper containing Huang Zhipeng's phone number in his hand.
Chapter completed!