Chapter 12 The Heir of the Fifth Special Forces (Part 1)

Huang Zhipeng stood in front of a Lincoln car and looked at Zhan Xiage with a smile. Zhan Xiage walked over and carried Huang Zhipeng into his arms, and said softly: "Thank you, brother!"

Zhan Xiage really didn't expect that with Huang Zhipeng's current financial resources and status, without using any privileges, even Huang Zhipeng flew to Shanghai overnight to take action on his own through formal channels the next day. It took him five days to bail Zhan Xiage out of the detention center.

Zhan Xiage hugged Huang Zhipeng tightly while looking around, but he did not see Brother Yang Bangzhen. The feeling of anxiety suddenly hit Zhan Xiage's heart... How did Brother Yang Zhenbang spend these five days without anyone taking care of him?

"Who are you War Heroes?"

Zhan Xiage blurted out: "I am!"

A police officer in his forties walked out of the detention center's communication room. He raised a letter in his hand and said: "There is a man named Yang Zhenbang, and I will pass this letter to you when you leave the detention center."

"Thanks!"

Zhan Xiage ran over quickly, almost robbing the policeman and took the letter left to him by Yang Zhenbang. He tore open the envelope and took out a piece of letter paper from it. Yang Zhenbang's simple and feminine words that contained a singular atmosphere were vividly revealed on the paper.

"Brother Zhan Xiage, I'm leaving."

After reading the first sentence, Zhan Xiage was stunned. Brother Yang Zhenbang left, but he was so weak that he couldn't even stand firmly. He had no money on his body, and he had very little understanding of this world. Where could he go?!

At this time, Zhan Xiage quickly browsed the letters left to him by Brother Yang Zhenbang, or the advice left to him by Brother Yang Zhenbang.

"I must say that I can wake up again and meet a soldier like you and see such a new China, it's worth it!"

Seeing these words, Zhan Xiage exhaled a long breath from his lungs. He took Brother Yang Zhenbang to travel throughout China for a long distance in order to allow Brother Yang Zhenbang to see the changes in the New China with his own eyes and the spirit passed down from generation to generation of guardians of the Republic. Seeing these words, Zhan Xiage only felt that his hard work for nearly two months, everything he had received in the detention center... was worth it!

"I know you have absolute loyalty to your motherland, and I also know that in many ways, you are a good soldier, but you also have too many shortcomings. You are the kind of person who ignores the existence of rules and crosses the bottom line at any time, or does something unexpected and extraordinary. We have been to Motuo together, and I would like to ask you to think about what would it be like if the guardians there were doing whatever they wanted like you, or even unscrupulously disobeying the orders of superiors? Of course, they would not do as they would like you, not only because they have a strong sense of responsibility, but also because they dare not! Behind them, there are military courts and severe punishments of military laws, but you have a privilege that I don't know the reason, allowing you to obtain the privilege that is above the rules."

"The true combat power of an army is the steel torrent formed by the thousands of ordinary soldiers who are most ordinary but loyal to their duties, which form a steel torrent formed by gathering their own strength together. It is by no means relying on a few rigorously trained and well-weaponed ace troops to support the main force alone. It is like a country who wants to raise its pride backbone, which requires the awakening of the self-confidence and self-esteem of the entire nation, rather than relying on a few men who are above the law and have passionate blood, using their fierce eyes and wild fists to maintain it."

At this time, Zhan Xiage's hands were trembling slightly. He suddenly raised his head fiercely. In his heart, word by word, he deeply engraved the advice that Brother Yang Zhenbang left to him into the deepest part of his soul. Zhan Xiage has never heard of these principles, but it was not until this time that Zhan Xiage truly understood these words and the meaning behind these principles. "Remember, you have not given up the sense of superiority brought by your background for a day, and you have not given up your privilege above the rules, and you are not a real soldier. Because, true soldiers, excellent soldiers, their duty is to obey! You cannot concentrate all your strengths together, and only want the army that shows your magical powers across the sea is a mess of sand!"

"Don't look for me anymore. For this world, I am just a wandering soul who returns by chance. I can already see those brothers in the heavenly kingdom waving to me. Even in order to maintain the dignity of a man, I want to find a place to die quietly. I don't need pity, nor do I need so-called companionship. For soldiers like us, death is as natural as a silkworm pupa transforms into a beautiful butterfly."

Zhan Xiage suddenly shouted: "No..."

From this day on the streets of Shanghai, two men who were wandering like wild ghosts were added. The advertisements for Yang Zhenbang were spilling out from various media. The huge reward notices were so large that anyone could stare at the eyes of anyone in an instant.

But... Yang Zhenbang, a man, seemed to have completely disappeared as if he had been sank into the sea.

A month later, in the open area in front of the Martyrs Cemetery of Kangxiwa, Tibet, there was an additional movable bungalow composed of detachable materials. From then on, the martyrs who had been sleeping here had two more companions.

Three months later, Yajieer came to the Kangsiwa Martyrs Cemetery. She looked at the man sitting dumbly under the Hero Monument and curled up in the cold wind. Tears rushed into her eyes instantly. She suddenly reached out to cover her mouth and let out a cry: "Oh my God!"

Yajie'er really couldn't believe her eyes. It was not until this time that she finally understood what Huang Zhipeng said to her: "No matter who it is, please save your elder brother, he is almost dead!"

The man who shrank his hands in his sleeves, his face turned purple and his whole body trembled constantly, his lips were cracks everywhere, and his eyes were so stupid that he could hardly find anger. He was the man who once dominated the world, raised a hundred points of heat and burst out with a huge light on the stage of the special forces in the world... The Warrior Song?!

Sitting beside Zhan Xiage, facing the cold with him, trembling with him, and using the warmth of friendship to defeat loneliness, he finally did not freeze him, and froze to death. The fool was the brother who already owned a company with assets of over 100 million US dollars, but left his position as chairman, almost gave up some of them and was accompanied by Zhan Xiage... Huang Zhipeng?!

Hearing Yajie'er's footsteps, listening to Yajie'er's pain and crying in deep sorrow, Zhan Xiage's eyes were a little swinging after a long time, and his eyes, which were as stupid as a stone statue, turned slightly. During the long wait, the cold had almost deprived Zhan Xiage of thinking. He looked at Yajie'er sideways. After three minutes, he finally squeezed out a sentence from his almost frozen throat: "You... are here?!"

"What the hell are you going to do?!"

Yajie'er rushed over, but when she rushed to Zhan Xiage, she could only stop her steps, because she knew that Zhan Xiage's body could not bear the consequences of her body's rapid collision. Yajie'er looked at Zhan Xiage who had left her stupidly waiting here for less than two months just to get to know each other. She really wanted to slap Zhan Xiage a few times on the face. She really wanted to point at Zhan Xiage's nose and cry and scold him, let him know that her worries during these months and the loneliness and helplessness after waking up from her dreams with cold sweat in the dark night.

But when Yajie'er reacted, she had already wrapped Zhan Xiage with her body. She gently stroked Zhan Xiage's cheek with her hands. Her hands were so warm and so gentle, so gentle that it made people feel that she was carefully stroking a rare treasure that could break at any time.

"Xia Ge, why bother, why bother?"

Yajie'er's tears flowed down the cheeks that were tightly pressed together by the two of them. The warm and warm feeling was a kind of pain, a tear-like pain for Zhan Xia Ge.

"I have heard about you. Now three months have passed. Brother Yang Zhenbang is dead. Why are you still waiting here stupidly? What do you want to do?" Yajie'er sobbed and said, "Do you know, seeing you ruining your body like this, my heart feels as uncomfortable as if I have been stabbed by a needle?"

"I just want to see Brother Yang Zhenbang again, I just want to tell him..." Tears, I don't know when, flowed out of Zhan Xiage's eyes, and mixed with Yajie'er's tears, and could no longer tell each other. He said in a daze: "I just want to tell Brother Yang Zhenbang, I know I'm wrong! I want to tell Brother Yang Zhenbang that I already know what I lack. I want to tell Brother Yang Zhenbang in person that I will change. But why didn't he even give me this last chance? Why would he rather face death alone than look at me again?!"

Yajie'er grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and rubbed Zhan Xiage's frostbite arm desperately. While helping Zhan Xiage heal her wounds, she cried and shouted: "Then why do you still stay here stupidly? What's the point of staying here?"

"Brother Yang Zhenbang will definitely return here!" Zhan Xiage whispered: "Because his company commander is buried here, if Brother Yang Zhenbang chooses a place to face death himself, he will definitely return here again! China is so big, it is not easy to find someone. I am tired and troubled, so I will come here to wait for him."

"But he is dead! Do you understand, Brother Yang Zhenbang is dead!" Yajieer finally couldn't help but shout: "Actually, you already knew in your heart that without the support of medicine, Brother Yang Zhenbang would never be able to support it until now. If you wait like this, there will be no result."

"No!"

Zhan Xiage turned around, looked at the towering hero monument behind him, and whispered: "I believe that Brother Yang Zhenbang will definitely return here, because this is his home! The fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots."

Is this man a genius or an idiot?

Or, men who are qualified to be heroes are crazy idiots themselves?

Yajie'er held Zhan Xiage in her arms and sat on the steps of the Hero Monument, "You go, I go; you stay, I stay; you die, I die!"

Zhan Xiage and Yajie'er both closed their mouths. From this day on, the heroes and martyrs lying in the Martyrs Cemetery of Kangxiwa have another companion.

Whether it is for the Battle Xiage, Yajieer or Huang Zhipeng, this is destined to be a desperate wait. Cars pass by the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. Every passerby who passes here and gets off to worship the heroes, looks at the three people sitting there like stone statues with curious eyes. I don’t know when, and the drivers who often pass through this road start to prepare more food and strong wine to keep warm every time they need to pass through the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery. Although Huang Zhipeng has a special car to transport supplies here regularly, the drivers still insist on leaving their hearts. In their eyes, people who can stick to such a harsh environment, no matter what the reason is, are heroes!

Half a year later, a Black Hawk helicopter landed in an open area in front of the Martyrs Cemetery of Kangsiwa.

This time, Principal Li Xiangshang came.

Li Xiangshang used a complicated gaze to look at the man who could last for half a year in this environment. He didn't even know that he was more angry or more sympathetic or even admiration in his eyes. Li Xiangshang walked to Zhan Xiage, handed a small wooden box to Zhan Xiage, and whispered: "Go home with me!"

Zhan Xiage did not reach out to take the wooden box. When he heard Li Xiangshang's words, he just shook his head blankly. His eyes were already staring at the flying dust in the distance, and another car came over. Li Xiangshang slowly opened the small wooden box in his hand. In the small wooden box, five medals made of brass and a silver eagle medal made of sterling silver were neatly arranged in two rows. Looking at these familiar medals, a trace of light suddenly flashed in Zhan Xiage's eyes, but it instantly returned to ordinary.

"Don't wait any longer, half a year has passed," Li Xiangshang found that he really couldn't comfort people. When he said this, he paused for a long time before continuing: "If Yang Zhenbang really woke up from the ice and had only two months left, his body might have been somewhere somewhere, as a wanderer who could not prove his identity and died suddenly, he was sent to the cremation factory."

"No!" Zhan Xiage said in a deep voice: "No matter what, I want to see people alive and corpses when I die!"

Li Xiangshang was really stunned. Zhan Xiage was the direct unit he led. Li Xiangshang really knew Zhan Xiage's character very well. When Zhan Xiage made his final decision, he would definitely not be able to die in the Yellow River and no one could change his decision. Without this will and persistence, Zhan Xiage would not deserve to be the third fang of the Fifth Special Forces of China.

Li Xiangshang was silent for a long time, and he just stood there quietly with Zhan Xiage, Yajieer and Huang Zhipeng. He could directly order Zhan Xiage, who had not been officially discharged from his military post, to return to the army, but Li Xiangshang understood that once this order was issued, he would bring back the Fifth Special Forces, a walking corpse without any vitality.

Li Xiangshang took out a cigarette clip from his pocket, and a wisp of blue smoke rose in the air of the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery.

As a professional soldier and leader of the Fifth Special Forces, Li Xiangshang has never smoked cigarettes in his life. But this time he not only made an exception, but also smoked fiercely. Soon, he threw cigarette butts all over the floor at Li Xiangshang's feet. Until he went to get the cigarette again, Li Xiangshang realized that he had already smoked fifteen cigarettes. Looking at the long-term dull War Heroes, Li Xiangshang gritted his teeth and suddenly said, "Do you have to see Yang Zhenbang before you can go back with me?"

Zhan Xiage didn't speak, so he had no need to answer this question.

Li Xiangshang took out a small walkie-talkie from his pocket and said, "You come out."

The door of the "Black Hawk" helicopter cabin, which had been silent for a long time, was pushed open again, and he slowly walked out of the helicopter alone. Looking at the man's face, Yajie'er and Huang Zhipeng had no special feeling, but Zhan Xiage widened his eyes in disbelief. He suddenly broke away from Yajie'er's arm and jumped up. Zhan Xiage, who had been sitting there for a long time, had poor blood circulation in his body, and even the machine cannon could not kill him, fell straight to the ground with the most embarrassing movement.

On the plateau that had become quite fragile, bloodshot immediately oozed out at seven or eight positions, and Zhan Xiage's sudden wide open eyes, two thin bloodshots were seeping out at the corners of his eyes, but what could this happen? Zhan Xiage's singer got up with his feet, and pointed at the man who had just walked off the helicopter and shouted wildly: "Brother Yang Zhenbang?!"

The voice of Zhan Xia Ge stopped abruptly. Although he was already sitting here in a daze and stupid way, he was still Zhan Xia Ge after all!

Not to mention that half a year has passed, Yang Zhenbang should have returned to heaven. Even if he returns to the underground scientific research center under the Chinese Academy of Sciences and asks Academician Sun Leijing to continue his life to this day with the help of various drugs and first aid equipment, he will never be able to have such a spirit of both body and spirit!

Zhan Xiage's eyes gradually became sharper, and he stared at the sudden appearance of "Yang Zhenbang". Yes, it was those familiar eyes, the bitter smile with apologetic smile. All of this was so familiar and unfamiliar, which made Zhan Xiage involuntarily confused. He really couldn't tell whether this "Yang Zhenbang" was true or false.
Chapter completed!