In the special forces of City J, the return of Xia Shang made the tribe suddenly happy.
"Battal Commander! Good guy! You scared us to death this time! I thought..."
A large group of big men all had red eyes, just like when everyone knew that Xia Shang died in an accident. The only difference was that their mood was sad. At that time, everyone was sad, but now, everyone is full of hope.
A feeling of joy, excitement and I can't believe my eyes.
Tian Xi was even more sad. He was definitely the most saddened by Xia Shang's sacrifice in the army. He lost Xia Shang and a brother-in-law at the same time. This was double discomfort. He looked at Tian Yuan's sadness and even thought about it.
Tian Yuan and Xia Shang should be prevented from getting together. If the two were not together, only the people in the army would be saddened by Xia Shang's sacrifice. Tian Yuan would not have become single just after getting married.
Fortunately, everything is back, and Xia Shang is back too!
Xia Shang patted each subordinate heavily on the shoulder, and then hugged them one by one. This was also a way of saying goodbye. This time he came to the army to go through the formalities. He applied for transfer back.
The tribe in city A, for Tian Yuan.
Xia Shang had never thought before that in his career as a soldier, he would have to compromise on who or what he would do. In order to join the special forces, he even ignored the opposition of his family and did not even worry about their words.
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But this time, no one said anything to him. He handed in the application himself and returned to City A.
He knew that even now, Tian Yuan would not make it difficult for him to give up his life in the army, but she would always worry about him.
From the moment he chose the career of a soldier, Xia Shang never thought about giving up, giving up halfway, or leaving.
But now, he is willing to return to the place closest to her for Tian Yuan, his home, and his children. This is the only thing he can do for her.
"Political Commissar." Xia Shang knocked on the door of the old political commissar and walked in. The scars on his face were highlighted by a military green military uniform. However, this harshness was not scary at all. The military green uniform made the scars on his face extremely harsh.
Let this scar become a kind of glory.
"Xia Shang? Are you here so soon? Come in." The old political commissar lit a cigarette and waved to Xia Shang at the door, "You really can't wait to pack your things and go back? If it hadn't been for the words from above, the team would still have
I really can’t bear to let him go.”
"Political commissar, whether I am in City J or City A, I will always be a soldier, serving the country and the people." Xia Shang stood up straight, saluting solemnly, with an expression on his face.
There was no joke at all, everything about him was expressing that he was here to say goodbye, and he wanted to leave the special forces unit that he had worked so hard to get in.
"Okay, this sounds pleasant to the ears, but it's a bit perfunctory." The old political commissar smiled and stood up, stopped next to Xia Shang, turned around, and leaned on the desk.
He said, "Interpol has really good ears. They asked you about your return just now. I hope you can go back and continue to assist them. However, don't worry. Your superiors have said that your injuries are very likely to be life-threatening. You are still injured now."
I am lying in the hospital and unable to participate in this assistance mission."
Xia Shang curled up his lips and smiled. He naturally knew who came up with this excuse. When the old man found out about his being sent out, he became very angry with those people.