As the saying goes, the new year is sad, but every year passes.
Even those who are unwilling to cross the old year cannot stop the arrival of the new year.
Different from previous years, there is almost no Chinese New Year atmosphere in the Skyhawk Special Forces. Several squadrons are frequently dispatched to deal with various emergencies, especially the No. 1 Squadron, which is responsible for the main combat missions.
Under the leadership of captain Leng Ruobing, they were busy until the night of New Year's Eve before returning.
His body was covered with blood, fire, and dust, and he ignored the shocking scratches on his face. He was thrown into the bathhouse by his comrades, washed fresh, and prepared to face the important events in life.
New Year's Eve.
It was Leng Ruobing and Tan Xiaowei who changed their wedding date three times.
The two previously scheduled weddings were postponed again and again due to urgent tasks. Only three things happened. This time, it was Han Wei who assured the commander of the military region, Cao Ruojin, and issued a military order to complete the special military mission, which ensured that the wedding was on schedule.
held.
The wedding was simple and simple, held in the military canteen.
It was the comrades in the logistics support who sacrificed their rest time to decorate the ordinary dining hall with a new look. Due to the principle of confidentiality, the guests were all specially invited, and the number was very small. Even with the officers and soldiers left behind, the dining room was not full for two people.
The 100-square-meter auditorium. Although not half as grand as a wedding, it looked particularly festive and warm because of the harmonious family ties and comrades-in-arms.
Before the wedding started, the short-haired bride wearing a pure white wedding dress pulled Gong Xue and had a conversation.
"Xiaoxue, I'm scared." It may be due to pre-marital phobia, Tan Xiaowei's hands were cold and wet.
"What are you afraid of?"
Is there a happier woman than Tan Xiaowei today?
"I'm afraid, at night... I'm afraid he still won't be able to accept me..." Tan Laohu, who is fearless, cannot erase the imprint deep in his soul even if he opens the shackles of his heart.
"I will accept it. I believe Leng Ruobing is the one who can give you happiness in your life." Gong Xue said firmly.
"Really? Is it really like this, Xiaoxue? But I'm...not good enough...compared to him..." Tan Xiaowei's beautiful big eyes were filled with mist. She was too unsure of herself.
Although during this period of time, she has accomplished everything she can to the maximum extent of her abilities, she still occasionally feels ashamed compared to Leng Ruobing, who is as perfect as a god.
"You don't need to do everything as well as others, Weiwei, you just need to discover the most shining side of yourself. In that way, you will be the unique star in Leng Ruobing's heart." Gong Xue held Tan Xiaowei tightly.
hand.
"You have to believe in yourself, and you have to believe in Leng Ruobing, he can do it." Gong Xue finally gave Tan Xiaowei some reassurance.
As the wedding banquet begins, the atmosphere of the wedding becomes more intense.
Unexpectedly, those special forces soldiers who usually keep their moods and angers secret are much crazier than ordinary people when they play. Gong Xue knows that the opportunity to blatantly bully the leader of the first squadron like today is actually about the same as the probability of a meteorite hitting the earth. It is rare.
It's pitiful. Even if there is another chance in the future, they will not make such a mistake as they did today. It's not that they won't, but they won't dare...
No one had the guts to challenge the 'Ice Soul Magic' of the captain of the first squadron. Even looking at each other looked like they were about to freeze. After trying it once, they would never want to try it again.
Gong Xue had no appetite. Halfway through the banquet, only two or three hot dishes were served, so she left the auditorium and went outside to get some fresh air.
Because the wedding was scheduled for the afternoon of New Year's Eve, it was already evening when the wedding banquet was held.
A waxing moon hangs lonely in the night sky, and the stars are not very bright. Through the treetops, you can see the winter night mist rising slowly from the woods in the camp area.
The sound of crackling firecrackers came from the family building in the distance. It was set off by the military wives who stayed behind. Due to their restricted status, the military wives could not come to the camp to attend Weiwei's wedding. Therefore, they had to use this method to tell their husbands who were on duty on New Year's Eve.
It’s Chinese New Year and they are doing well at home.
Speaking of which, I would also like to thank my military wife Hongxia. Hongxia knew that Gong Xue was busy with Gray Eagle's wedding and Gao Lie was on a business trip to Beijing and was not at home, so she took the initiative to help her decorate her new home.
Gong Xue originally didn't want to bother. After all, Gao Lie was away, and the chance of her going home was zero, so she didn't need to clean up. But Hongxia said that in the first year of marriage, the windows at home must be clear and clean, and Spring couplets and big red blessing characters must be posted to celebrate the New Year.
, the days to come can be prosperous and smooth.
The key to the house was given to Hongxia, but she never went home to see it. It must be auspicious and festive as Hongxia said.
She glanced at the direction of the family building from a distance, then silently walked towards the single dormitory where she lived.
"Xue Ying----------" came a familiar voice from the auxiliary road. Gong Xue stopped and looked at Red Eagle, who was running in a hurry.
Because Hong Ying was ill, he delayed the wedding. After sending off his comrades, he rushed over and missed the best part. However, he didn't seem to care very much. He pointed to the restaurant and asked Gong Xue: "The wedding banquet is over."
Already?"
Gong Xue shook her head, "Not yet."
Hongying looked at her with an inquiring look in his eyes, "How is your stomach lately? Is Old Liu too bold to follow the captain's instructions..."
"No, don't accuse people unjustly." Gong Xue waved her hand, signaling Hong Ying not to misunderstand.
Only Hong Ying and Gao Lie knew that she had stomach problems. The former was concerned about it from a doctor's perspective, but the latter directly forced a stomach-nourishing recipe to Lao Liu from the cooking class with a domineering attitude.
From then on, whenever Gong Xue went to the cafeteria to eat, the food was always different from other people's big pot meals, and it was not necessarily a rare dish. It was an ordinary two dishes and one soup, but it was definitely very good for her eroded gastric mucosa.
benefit.
Hongying said seriously: "Anyway, if you feel any discomfort, you have to tell me as soon as possible, you know? The captain entrusted you to me before he left, and I can't let him down. Let's do this, tomorrow morning,
Come to the health room and I'll check you out."
"No, I'm fine, no need to check." Gong Xue declined quickly.
Hong Ying deeply disagreed, "That's not possible, you have to come!" After saying that, without waiting for Gong Xue to argue, he waved his hand and walked to the restaurant. He took two steps, stopped again, looked back at Gong Xue, and emphasized: "
You must come! If you don’t come, I will carry the equipment and go directly to the dormitory to arrest people.”
Looking at Hong Ying's back, Gong Xue couldn't laugh or cry. Why would anyone who gets close to Gao Lie be infected with his temperament?
He is right to the point, overbearing and unreasonable, but he is irresistible.
Unexpectedly, Red Eagle would turn back again and call her to stop.
He was holding a yellow chicken leg in his hand, biting it, and said to Gong Xue excitedly: "The first squadron has a mission tonight, do you want to participate?"