"Are you the one I'm waiting for?" Upon hearing this, Mo Shunwei was very puzzled and asked, "Are you the Tianwu girl?"
Upon hearing Mo Shunwei's question, Tianwu nodded sheepishly and said, "Captain Mo, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
"Is it really you?" Mo Shunwei was still a little doubtful. When he was picking up the plane here, he heard someone calling Captain Mo. When he looked back, he saw Tian Wu.
At that time, he thought Tian Wu was the one she was waiting for. Unexpectedly, when Tian Wu saw him, she shook her head in disappointment, then said she had a stomachache and asked him if he had any medicine.
Mo Shunwei didn't know why Tianwu knew his name, and he had never met Tianwu. He was very kind and went to fetch water for Tianwu, but when he came back, Tianwu had disappeared.
At that time, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that Tian Wu left on his own. He never thought that Tian Wu was the one he was waiting for.
"Captain Mo is really me." In order to prove himself, Tianwu reached for his pocket, as if looking for something that could prove his identity.
However, the moment Tian Wu reached into her pocket, her expression immediately froze, and her entire face tightened.
"Did you forget to bring your ID again?" Yang Fei knew Tianwu too well, so he laughed and joked.
"You still understand me." Tianwu clapped his hands and said, "It's over."
"Captain Mo, this is my ID." From Yang Fei's point of view, it is not unusual for Tianwu to forget to bring something. It is only when she remembers to bring something that it is really strange. She takes it from the bag casually.
A small booklet was published.
Mo Shunwei immediately took the ID. It was the National Security Bureau ID photo that Yang Fei had taken out. When he opened it, Mo Shunwei was stunned for a moment.
"Blade, Yang Fei? Code name Yang?" The moment he closed the notebook, Mo Shunwei's eyes stayed on Yang Fei and kept looking at him.
If other people saw the ID of the National Security Bureau, they would definitely be very surprised, and they would definitely look at Yang Fei with a mixture of awe and fawning.
But Mo Shunwei was not like this, and he directly said the word "blade". In China, the weight of this name is not something that ordinary people can imagine.
Moreover, ordinary people have no way of knowing the existence of the Blade organization, and Mo Shunwei is just the special police captain here in Yangzhou, so it stands to reason that he has no access to the Blade organization.
"Blade man?" Yang Fei asked directly.
"No." Mo Shunwei shook his head and said, "I had the opportunity to enter the Blade back then, but I injured my vertebrae during the assessment, resulting in paralysis of my lower body, and missed the opportunity to enter the Blade."
Speaking of this, Mo Shunwei's face looked a little unsightly. It was an expression of great annoyance, regret, and unwillingness.
Very few people can participate in the assessment of Blade, because revealing the existence of Blade organization will be a very dangerous thing for the people in Blade, and the exposure of identity will bring a lot of trouble.
The same is true even for assessments. As long as someone can participate in the Blade Assessment, he must be the elite among the elite in the army. Of course, strength is only one of the criteria for consideration.
More importantly, if you want to join the Blade, you must have extremely high loyalty.
In an organization, loyal warriors are more worthy of training and trusting than those who are strong but have low loyalty. If there is only one choice between the two, Blade will definitely choose the former.
Because strength can be trained, but loyalty is useless no matter how much training is done, such people are extremely dangerous and highly unstable.
The fact that Mo Shunwei was able to participate in the assessment shows that he was recognized by Blade back then and is a trustworthy person.
"If you can enter the blade, we will be comrades in arms." Yang Fei smiled.
"It's a pity that I don't have that fate." Mo Shunwei shook his head and said, "I envy you very much. You can enter the Blade at such a young age. That place is the most sacred place in our youth training camp."
"Blade Youth Training Camp?" Yang Fei was stunned for a moment when he heard the name.
"I came from the youth training camp." Mo Shunwei nodded.
At this moment, Yang Fei and Tian Wu's expressions became serious, and they looked at Mo Shunwei with a hint of respect.
There is no so-called youth training camp in the Blades, but people who know the history of the Blades will definitely have infinite respect when mentioning the youth training camp.
When Blade was founded, there were only Lieshan and those old guys. Apart from them, Blade was just an empty shell.
The youth training camp was established for Blades. The members who enter the youth training camp are all children who were born one month old. They left their families at an early age and were sent to the youth training camp.
Of course, those children are all the descendants of soldiers. They are soldiers who have devoted their youth and blood to the country. They are definitely not comparable to those idle officials.
Being away from their families and unable to meet and contact them, the Boy Scouts who grew up in youth training camps spent their time in training and brainwashing to ensure their loyalty.
As long as they reach adulthood, they will undergo an assessment, and those who pass it will be able to enter the Blades. The members of the first generation of the Blades were all members who came out of the youth training camp. Their loyalty and respect for the Blades are not something ordinary people can understand.
Moreover, the conditions back then were not as good as they are now. The high-intensity training was not something ordinary people could bear. Countless Boy Scouts died midway and were scrapped from training.
Being crippled by training is not about bone dislocations or skin injuries. These are just trivial matters. Cripples are permanent injuries. Some can only spend their entire lives in wheelchairs, and some are injured during real-life training.
Damaged, some became vegetative.
The real elites are warriors who have been on the battlefield and shed blood. They have rich experience and combat power.
The training methods in the youth training camp are extremely cruel. They all simulate real battlefields. Many times, they are sent out to carry out encirclement and suppression missions, such as anti-drugs and some border missions. The level of difficulty is beyond imagination.
Those who succeeded, eventually joined the Blade. Most of those who failed, left with the same regrets as Mo Shunwei. Some left their lives, and some spent their whole lives in the hospital bed. Mo Shunwei was relatively lucky and was able to stand up again in the end.
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In Yang Fei's view, they are all victims, victims for the sake of national stability.
A country needs stability, and of course it needs someone to maintain this stability. Blade shoulders such a task. Such sacrifices are not something ordinary people can understand, and they cannot see the blood and tears.
Of course, it is not only the youth training camp who are sacrificed, but also those soldiers who are serving and retired.
"I didn't expect Captain Mo to be one of the members of the youth training camp that year." Tianwu said this in surprise, and then looked at Mo Shunwei's legs.
Mo Shunwei seemed to know what Tian Wu was thinking. He kicked his legs and said, "It's great. I'm lucky enough to stand up again after retiring."
"Captain Mo, can you tell me about the youth training camp back then? I am very interested in the past!" Tianwu looked at Mo Shunwei with very longing eyes.
Mo Shunwei's face looked a little ugly. He didn't know if the mention of the youth training camp reminded him of some past events from that year.
"Tianwu." Yang Fei waved his hand and said, "Captain Mo, Captain Lieshan has told you our mission in Yangzhou, right?"
Mo Shunwei took a deep breath, and those negative emotions disappeared instantly, and said: "I probably know a little bit, and I believe you also know that Blade will not let us know too much information."
Yang Fei nodded. Indeed, Mo Shunwei was not from Blade after all. He could only know that he had to cooperate with Yang Fei and the others to complete a mission and would not let them know too much.
It's just that Mo Shunwei is better. After all, he was from the youth training camp back then. He knows more information and is not like Wang Ting who knew nothing about everything.
"I want to see where the plane crashed." Yang Fei said directly.
"Go now?" Mo Shunwei asked.
"If you don't have time, you can put it off for a while. If you have time, it's best to do it now." Yang Fei nodded.
At this time, Mo Shunwei's cell phone rang. He immediately gave Yang Fei an apologetic look, picked up the cell phone and pressed the call. After replying a message, he put the cell phone back into his pocket.
"Why don't we go tomorrow?" Yang Fei suddenly changed his mind.
"Your mission should be very important, so I'd better take you to the scene first." Mo Shunwei said immediately.
"Captain Mo makes sense! Let's go now." Tianwu didn't know why Yang Fei changed his mind, but he still supported Mo Shunwei.
"Then let's go." Yang Fei nodded, and then walked outside under the leadership of Mo Shunwei.
"Why did you change your mind just now?" Tianwu slowed down, asked Mo Shunwei to distance himself, and asked in a low voice.
"Look what he's holding in his hand." Yang Fei said.
"It seems to be a cake." Tian Wu said: "Strange, why is Captain Mo holding a cake so late at night? But it looks delicious."
"You can tell by looking at it." Yang Fei shook his head and said, "When I answered the phone just now, if I looked at the screen of his mobile phone, I could see a picture of a woman and a little girl. It should be his wife and child, a grown man.
Holding a cake, do you think it will be his wife’s or child’s birthday?”
"If there is a possibility, then if he has been waiting here for me, wouldn't I have wasted his time?" Tianwu woke up and said, "Then it would be better for us to go tomorrow."
"It's better to go directly." Yang Fei shook his head and said.
"Why? Maybe he is rushing back to celebrate his wife or child's birthday." Tian Wu said.
"In the eyes of soldiers, do you think family is more important or mission is more important?" Yang Fei shrugged and continued walking forward.
Tianwu nodded. As members of the Blade organization, everyone understood this very well. Putting his family aside for the mission, the heart-wrenching and guilt that ordinary people can't understand.
"Hurry to the scene and see if you can find any clues. It's not worth waiting so long and wasting such precious time." Tianwu's face became serious.
