Late at night, the military vehicles heading into the mountains were filled with soldiers from the military exercise area.
They were from the reconnaissance units of the three military regions participating in the exercise. They were elite soldiers who had been selected at all levels. After they were rushed into the car by the major who led the team the afternoon before, they embarked on a long journey.
The one-day and two-night trip is coming to an end.
But starting to enter the mountain in the afternoon, the road became extremely bumpy. The soldier leaned his back against the cold and hard car. Although there was a 30-kilogram backpack behind him to block the bump, his back still felt like it was being torn open and the pain was unbearable. Backpack
You can put it in front of you, but most soldiers don't dare to do that, because the military vehicle will stop at any time, and at any time the cold leading lieutenant will yell outside the vehicle: "Stand in line within one minute!"
No one wants to be the last one, and no one wants to embarrass their unit.
They are the best among soldiers, fierce tigers who come out of the gate. When used in war, they are the sharpest part of the blade on the bayonet, a lethal weapon that goes straight into the heart of the enemy.
Although their bodies are extremely tired and the environment is extremely poor, most soldiers still force themselves to sleep. Only with moderate rest can they maintain sufficient physical strength to face the upcoming harsh test.
The soldier sitting at the end of the military vehicle was pushed by the man next to him with jungle camouflage on his face: "Hey... Mu Feng, are you asleep?"
No response.
The man sighed angrily and pretended to go to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, the man next to him, who was as camouflaged as him, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were bright in the darkness, and he stared at the people around him, lowering his head.
Voice said: "Is it the same old habit?"
The people around him were stunned, grinned, and came forward, pretending to be pitiful and said: "Mu Feng, I'm hungry..."
Chen Mufeng squinted at him with disdain: "I just gave you the last ration, and you're still hungry. What should I do? Can you chew my flesh?" He stretched out his strong arms.
The man pushed Chen Mufeng's hand away and sighed: "It would be great if Lao Yue is here, he will definitely be able to conjure up what I want." He looked at the military vehicle lined up behind with a sad look: "You think I didn't choose at the beginning.
What about the Department of Electronic Information? Otherwise, I would definitely sit with a beautiful woman..."
This person was Yan Guo. He and Chen Mufeng were sitting in the military vehicle at the front of the row, while Chao Yue was sitting in the military vehicle at the end with several military cadets. There were two women among the military cadets, He Yinan, the superwoman who was in the first year of graduate school.
And the husband-chasing madman - Xu Ruochen - silently looking at the military vehicles in the front row.
Speaking of beauties, Yan became more energetic.
He squeezed and squeezed in front of Chen Mufeng, pretending to be a gossip, and asked eagerly: "I said, what are you and the little goblin doing in Zhaoshan? I think she seems to be attracted to you, so she must beg you.
Her father, otherwise, how could your matter be wiped out so easily..."
Chen Mufeng glanced at him coldly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
"Tsk... Who are you confused about? Just send her that extremely ambiguous text message. Whoever reads it will think in that direction. Damn it, at first I thought I was in love with someone. Who knew?
The beauty lasted for less than five seconds, and the little goblin immediately appeared to clarify the signature... Bah, bah... Curse you two, you made me so horny that I almost couldn't keep my virginity." Yan Guo became more and more excited as he spoke,
The spit flew everywhere, waking up the people around him from their sleep.
"Don't let anyone sleep anymore..." someone muttered and growled.
"If you want to chat, keep your voice down..." A dissatisfied gaze came over her like a needle, and Yan Guo immediately fell silent.
He bumped his head sadly against Chen Mufeng's shoulder, and challenged his roommate's endurance with a very low voice: "Oh my, the little fairy's text messages are so powerful... I'm waiting for you to come back from practice, be safe, I miss you.
Xiaojing." He rubbed his arms and looked at his companion who had a dull face with a numb look on his face and giggled.
"Funny?" Chen Mufeng glanced at him, revealing his neat white teeth.
"Hehe... it's funny... it's not funny." Yan Guo saw that he was smiling brightly, but his back was automatically getting cold. Usually when a buddy shows such a normal smile, he will be in bad luck next time.
Yan Guo took a quick breath and turned around: "Oh, I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep. I won't be hungry when I fall asleep. Maybe I can dream of a beautiful woman... Hehe... I'm going to sleep!"
Chen Mufeng pushed away Yan Guo's sticky hands in disgust: "Be honest."
Yan Guo grumbled twice, and after a while, his black hand wrapped around his arm again. Chen Mufeng pushed helplessly twice, but there was no response, knowing that Yan Guo had already fallen asleep.
The mountain road was still bumpy and there were more curves. The speed of the car had slowed down. Judging from the angle of the incline, it seemed that it was going down the mountain. Chen Mufeng adjusted his sitting posture to make Yan Guo lean more comfortably. He raised his head slightly, and his helmet was squeezed between his backpack and the car's gearbox.
In between, he closed his eyes slightly.
Time passes minute by minute.
But he still couldn't sleep.
It's not because the external environment is too bad or the noise is too loud, but as soon as she closes her eyes, Yao Xiaojing's sly smile seems to appear in front of her eyes, her thick black eyelashes are slightly raised, and the pear dimples on her lips flicker, waving to him.
bid farewell.
Chen Mufeng felt that he was cold-blooded, almost ruthless and cold-blooded.
Before setting off, Yan Guo took the opportunity to hand over his cell phone and ran over to him to report that when Yao Xiaojing sent him a message, he just glanced at it lightly and asked Yan Guo to hand it over.
Yan Guo was puzzled and thought he didn't know how to play with mobile phones, so he offered to help him go back. But Chen Mufeng refused. He said no, saying that he had completed the task assigned by the chief and there was no need for Yan to worry too much.
In the end, all communication tools were handed over, and he did not reply even a single word to Yao Xiaojing, who was waiting for news from him.
He restrained his impulse because he knew that his conditions did not allow him to have any inappropriate thoughts about Yao Xiaojing. He and her were like the difference between clouds and mud. Although they looked at each other from a distance, they would never meet one day.
Yao Xiaojing is still young and does not understand this truth. But he is already an adult and should know how to grasp the appropriateness and control the degree.
She said she would have many things to say to him when he came back.
It seemed that he was destined to disappoint her.
Because he didn't even give himself a chance to say sorry.
Goodbye, Xiaojing.
Chen Mufeng's last consciousness before falling asleep was a gentle sigh.