There were one hundred people in the special training class, and in the end fifty-nine people chose to join the special operations department, and forty-one people chose to stay in the spell department.
Although everyone talked and said goodbye normally, there seemed to be an invisible wall dividing them into two groups.
"Take care of yourselves." Chen Jiahua was telling Lin Shengbo, Guo Yongchuan and others. Yu Zhu finally chose the Special Operations Department because she wanted to be with her boyfriend.
"Yes." Lin Shengbo nodded.
Not long after, these fifty-nine people followed Xiang Jiantian and others out of the classroom, went back to the dormitory to pack their luggage, and were about to say goodbye to Mobei together and head to Dahua City.
The classroom suddenly became noisy. Chen Jiahua and the others did not want to stay in the classroom anymore. They stood up and wanted to find a teacher to ask what was going on. But at this time, a middle-aged man walked in. It was Dr. Wen Weixun. After Dr. Shen left, The person in charge of the special training class.
"Dr. Wen!" "The Special Operations Department just now..."
Everyone was talking in confusion. Dr. Wen Weixun asked them to calm down first and said with a heavy face, "I have news to tell you. Captain Gu Jun passed away a few days ago due to a brain stem tumor."
The huge classroom suddenly became dead silent. Chen Jiahua's face flushed red and he froze in his seat, his nose instantly sore.
Captain Gu passed away?
The young faces in the classroom were distorted by shock, sadness, and confusion.
They admire Gu Jun, and they want to join his Mobile Task Force. With Gu Jun here, there will be no problem for the Magic Department, and the Tianji Bureau will have support, but now...
"Actually, Captain Gu suffered from a brain stem tumor three years ago." Dr. Wen's eyes were also red. "His condition was originally under stable control. But two months ago, around the Spring Festival, his condition suddenly worsened. Cancer cells have spread throughout the body... Captain Gu's body has been buried in the Tianji Cemetery recently. This news has not been announced yet. The headquarters will announce it to some specific departments within the Tianji Bureau in the next few days, and the Magic Department is one of them. One, so you can know."
Everyone's faces were getting redder and redder, they were choking, and they were at a loss...
Chen Jiahua's tears fell uncontrollably, and something collapsed in his heart. He still remembered Captain Gu's speech to them when Tianji University started...
"As for the Special Operations Department..." Dr. Wen sighed deeply, "I just explained to you, the commissioner, that this is the decision of the headquarters to cooperate and supervise each other. However, the Spells Department is facing many difficulties now. The death of the captain has caused a lot of personnel changes... You have almost completed your training. The Magic Department base in Dahua City will transfer you back, where you will learn professional knowledge and receive training as official members of the department."
"Commissioner Xiang didn't tell us about Captain Gu's situation just now. No one who left knew about it."
"yes……"
Someone started talking in the classroom, and everyone felt sullen.
If everyone had known about Captain Gu's death and the difficulties in the spell department, there would definitely be more people staying.
"Commissioner Xiang will tell them." Dr. Wen didn't say much, "Your responsibilities are heavier, so cheer up, go back to the dormitory, pack up, and leave. When we get to Dahua, the base will set a time I have arranged for you to pay homage to Captain Gu."
Everyone's dissatisfaction with the Special Operations Department has not gone away. Why should Dr. Wen and the others and the death of Captain Gu be kept away from the outside world, creating a closed environment but allowing people to make major choices? This is not like the so-called lack of malicious intent at all.
It will take some time for everyone to accept this change.
But the forty-one of them are more united, and their tearful eyes all have the same attitude: Captain Gu, we will work hard.
When Chen Jiahua and others returned to the downstairs of the dormitory building, the group of people who had joined the Special Operations Department had already packed their luggage and were ready to leave.
The fifty-nine of them must have also learned about Captain Gu's death. Their faces became heavier, and some of them had tears in their eyes.
But no matter what they think in their hearts, they are already members of the Special Operations Department.
Because Xiang Jiantian and others were not far over there, when the two sides met and passed by, they both nodded silently, expressing their sadness with their eyes, and did not talk much.
"Jiahua..." Lin Shengbo called Chen Jiahua and the others. When Chen Jiahua walked by, he said, "Okay, we are going to Dahua. We will meet again when we have time."
Lin Shengbo watched these friends enter the dormitory building and sighed in his heart. Sometimes friendship is like this, it will change and there will be alienation.
But it wasn't that he wanted to alienate them, it was that they looked at him like an enemy, as if he should be blamed for Captain Gu's death.
He was also very sorry for Captain Gu, for the Tianji Bureau, and for the loss in this world, but what happened next? Shouldn't he just cheer up and do his own thing well?
Before boarding the vehicle and leaving the training base, Xiang Jiantian asked everyone to make phone calls home, because there would be another busy period of induction training and review.
Everyone got their mobile phones back. After three months of closed training, they were finally able to contact the outside world, but they knew they had to keep it secret, otherwise it would be a big disciplinary mistake.
"Mom." Lin Shengbo walked aside, looked at the flying sand outside the base, and called his mother: "The special training is over, I performed well."
"Son!" His mother's excited and happy voice came from the mobile phone, which warmed Lin Shengbo's heart.
He chatted with his mother about the current situation and said that he would not be able to go home for a while and would see if he could go back when he took a vacation.
"Come back when you have time off." Mother Lin implored, "Everyone is thinking about you, and Haorui came to play with you during the Chinese New Year."
"Zhou Haorui?" Lin Sheng asked, a boy of the same age appeared in his mind. He really hadn't thought of this old friend for a while.
"Yes, Haorui is very concerned about you. He said that no one answered your phone calls and he couldn't get in touch with you. He was worried that something had happened to you or something. I told him that next time you call back, I will
I told you to give him a call. You guys had a good time before."
Lin Shengbo couldn't help but smile, shook his head and said, "Tell him for me. I'm fine. I'm just very busy. Thank you for his concern."
He knew what Zhou Haorui was after. He just wanted to inquire about Tianji University. Zhou Haorui himself didn't have the talent to pass the exam, so it seemed that he still hadn't given up.
It is true that they had a good relationship in high school, but that was before. Now we have really embarked on different paths, and there is nothing to talk about. There are some things that cannot and cannot be talked about. How can he talk about Mobei last year?
What about the war? How about flying polyps? Ghouls?
Lin Shengbo shook his head, not to mention that Zhou Haorui didn't have that kind of mental talent, so talking about this would hurt the other party.
Zhou Haorui should just be an ordinary person. He should not be exposed to any supernatural powers or mysticism.
A person must be self-aware. As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, don't buy porcelain.
"Mom, forget it, don't call him." Lin Shengbo changed his mind, "Just leave it like this. Next time he asks me anything, just say you don't know."
Different worlds, different circles, there will always be some friends who will become a thing of the past.