Chapter 2012

Instructor Yang said with a smile: "what is danger? When he was 20 years old, he escaped from the scene of the explosion. When he was 21 years old, he was kidnapped and tortured by foreign personnel for two days and two nights before he was rescued. Everyone is experiencing such danger, which is just a routine for us. "

Fang an Tong listened to instructor Yang's words, and felt a little pain in his heart. Looking at his side face under the setting sun, he couldn't help asking: "since it's so dangerous, why do you choose to be a soldier?"

Instructor Yang took a deep look at her, then sighed softly: "it's very dangerous, but is it because of danger that no one will do it? There are still people to guard many things. In your words, it's a sense of mission. After being a soldier for a long time, life and death are not ignored, but in the face of danger, no one will be afraid, because this is our mission. "

There are some things that someone has to do, which is the same as what kind of work you choose to do.

Fang Antong felt something in his heart and looked at him admiringly, "it's great!"

Yang instructor gently smile, patted her shoulder, "OK, go to dinner."

Fang an Tong watched instructor Yang leave. Their bodies were always straight and straight, firm and steady.

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Fang an Tong went to the canteen to have dinner alone and went back to the dormitory of the land war silently.

The dorm seemed a little chilly. There was no signal, and there was no way to contact the Marines.

Fang an Tong went to take a bath, leaned on the head of the bed and waited. The time pointed to more than nine o'clock, and most of the lights went out.

Not coming back?

Fang an Tong gently sighed, also pulled on the lamp to lie down, side of the body into the quilt.

Sleepy attack, soon fell asleep in the past

In the dark, the touch is more acute. Fang Antong feels that someone has held him in his arms, which is a familiar breath.

Cool lips in her neck circulation, Fang an Tong slowly opened his eyes, side head, "land war?"

"Well." A familiar voice rang out, and the Marines were kissing her lips.

Fang Antong felt that something was wrong with him. He gently pushed him. He could see his outline clearly by the moonlight outside the window. "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhan suddenly hugged her, buried her face in her neck and shoulder, and sprayed her breath on her skin. Her voice seemed a little tired, "it's OK."

Arm around his shoulder, Fang an Tong gently patted, "tired? Did you catch the bad guy? "

The breath of the land war seemed to be stagnant. I don't know how long it took for his repressed voice to ring out in the dim environment. "A comrade in arms died in today's mission."

An Tong's breath trembles.

"Not far behind me, I was shot several times and died on the spot." The voice of the land war is a little hoarse.

Fang Antong didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to hold him more tightly.

She hated that she would not comfort others at this time. At least she said something to make her feel less uncomfortable.

Lu took a deep breath and hugged her more tightly. "Do you know what I was thinking when I came out with him on my back?"

Fang an Tong Zheng Zheng, slowly looking at his vague outline.

"I was thinking, what would you do if I died today?" His words made Fang an Tong cry in an instant, and his heart was like a heavy blow, "you are afraid of being alone, but I can only leave you here, unable to accompany you. If I die, you will be very sad..."