Chapter 37: A Twisted Life

At this point, Zhu Jianjun truly had nothing more to say. Not good with words, he once again reached out and hugged Bai Yi tightly. Under Bai Yi's inexplicable wide-eyed gaze, Zhu Haijun's right hand slammed heavily on Bai Yi's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Congratulations, take care!" ”
After saying that, Zhu Jianjun pushed Bai Yi away and walked away without looking back.
Bai Yi stared blankly at Zhu Jianjun's lonely figure, whose whole body was still straight like a bayonet, still radiating a hidden yet unspoken killing intent. Suddenly, a sudden enlightenment struck his heart. This might be the last time he would see this brother who once shared the same pot, fought the enemy in the same trench, and once faced a dozen enemy bayonets side by side!
"Brother......!"
Hearing such a familiar shout, Zhu Jianjun's body involuntarily froze, but he gritted his teeth and lifted his feet again. Bai Yi spent so many years making himself a normal person again. He had a wife, a son, and his own life. Zhu Jianjun was truly ...... Congratulations to Bai Yi!
"Tell me, why did you leave the army? Didn't you swear you'd stay there for your whole life?!"
Zhu Jianjun still didn't turn around; he just gently shook his head.
"So...... Where is Long Jianhui? How is he doing now?! ”
Hearing that name, Zhu Jianjun's body couldn't help but tremble violently again.
Bai Yi stared at Zhu Jianjun, who suddenly stood frozen all over, only lonely with his head held high. His eyes slowly widened, and after a long moment, he finally spoke in a trembling, uncertain, and incredulous voice: "He...... Dead?! ”
Zhu Jianjun hesitated, but still nodded slowly.
"That ...... Fangs, really...... Dead?! ”
"The guy who stole all our spotlight and always stood in the most prominent spot—is really dead?!"
"That hateful guy who always thinks he's so arrogant and keeps pressing down on us—is he really dead?!"
Bai Yi's eyes widened, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes. He said foolishly, "He was so outstanding, so outstanding that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't surpass him. I could only watch helplessly as I drifted further and further away from him. Later, I could only look up at him with a gaze." I thought...... In this world, no one could kill him anymore! After two full years on the battlefield, I only saw him get injured once—a shot that should have gone into my body...... Bullets! ”
"The school lowered the flag at half-mast for him!"
Zhu Jianjun took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "He is a true hero. He led his troops in a fierce battle against enemies more than ten times his size, fighting until the very last moment, eliminating at least a hundred enemies. He did not disgrace the title of Fang!" ”
Bai Yifei lunged forward, grabbed Zhu Jianjun, and shouted hoarsely, "Then tell me, why did you come to see me? Why did you take off your uniform? What are you doing?!" ”
"I'm going to rescue the disciple Long Jianhui and I brought out!" Zhu Jianjun gazed at the distant, drifting white clouds on the horizon. Perhaps, far away in Russia, as he lay on a patch of wild grass resting with the Chechen rebels, "assassin organizations" terrorists, and Afghan guerrillas, covered in blood, he might unintentionally look up and see that carefree white cloud.
Zhu Jianjun said in a deep voice, "Long Jianhui protected him with his own life. As long as he is alive, as long as he continues to fight, Long Jianhui has not lost this war!" As long as he is alive, our Fifth Special Forces will still have a ...... that still exists and is active on the battlefield. Fangs! ”
"Go back. You already have your own family, you've truly integrated into a normal life. The battlefield is no longer suitable for you!" Zhu Jianjun gently pulled Bai Yi's hand away from his sleeve and said sincerely, "I came to see you because I truly hope you can help me. I like having companions who once fought shoulder to shoulder by my side." But I absolutely don't want you to die on the battlefield. In your current state, entering the Russian front and facing those Afghan guerrillas with extensive combat experience, and inevitably misjudging your own physical condition and reaction sensitivity due to overconfidence and poor skill, you will surely die! ”
Bai Yi stared blankly as Zhu Jianjun walked away.
But before Zhu Jianjun got on a long-distance bus, he saw Bai Yi again.
"If it weren't for Brother Long Jianhui, I would have died more than ten years ago!" Bai Yi stared at Zhu Jianjun and said, "I admit I've been lazy these past years and grown to prefer a peaceful life, but Zhu Jianjun, don't forget, none of the brothers from our Fifth Special Forces are afraid of death!" It's just going to the battlefield with you, isn't it just risking my life again? At worst, I'll just give this life back to Brother Long Jianhui!" If I don't die, from now on, I, Bai Yi, will have no debt to the Fifth Special Forces! ”
"Then what about your wife and child?"
"I will write a good will on the road!" Bai Yi raised his head. At that moment, Zhu Jianjun suddenly saw in him the pride and strength of the former "Death Scythe." "I will tell them that their husbands and fathers are going to fulfill their promises and responsibilities as men!" If I die...... I don't mind if they call me a bastard at my grave! ”
Bai Yi suddenly burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face. He laughed and shouted, "Anyway, in my whole life, more than one woman has called me a bastard!" In a woman's eyes, it seems I'm destined to be a total scoundrel! So, I, Bai Yi, must never let my brother be seen as a jerk again!! ”
Zhu Jianjun looked at the brother and comrade before him, who had once fought alongside him and given each other much security on the battlefield. Finally, meeting Bai Yi's nearly burning gaze, he nodded.
Behind Zhu Jianjun stood Bai Yi.
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Tie Hui is an instructor in an armed police battalion. He has never told anyone about his background; he only says he is a soldier who made a mistake and was eliminated by the unit.
Within this armed police battalion, he trained twenty-one first-class snipers and nine special-grade snipers, all of whom share a common trait: humility.
Whenever anyone praised their superb military skills, they would answer seriously, "My level is really nothing. You don't know, during the confrontation drills with my instructor, the pressure he gave me was so intense I could barely breathe. If it were live-fire drills, facing an instructor as skilled as him, I would be doomed!" ”
But if you want to praise Tie Hui with the same words, his answer is: "Not to mention my squad leader, even the other two brothers who enlisted and trained with me, if I were to fight to the death with any of them, I wouldn't stand a chance!" ”
No one knew that Tie Hui possessed such superb and even terrifying military skills, yet he remained in an armed police battalion, obediently serving as his instructor. While bathing, the wounds caused by various weapons on his body would quietly tell those around him about the terrifying battles and glory he had experienced.
When Zhu Jianjun and Bai Yi appeared before Tie Hui, Zhu Jianjun said only one sentence: "Come with me!" ”
Tie Hui took off the shoulder insignia from his uniform, tossed off his military cap, carefully placed his officer ID on the table, and then followed Zhu Jianjun without looking back.
No explanation was needed. In Tie Hui's veins flowed the blood of Zhu Jianjun, who had used a small syringe on the battlefield, drawing out the material bit by bit, then injecting it into his body...... Blood!