Chapter 42: The Journey

Zhan Xiagege stretched out his arms and hugged Bai Yi in his arms. Facing this senior of the Fifth Special Forces who was more than ten years older than himself, he softly said, "Thank you!" You really don't know how grateful I am to you. It was you who risked danger to rescue me, your blood that made me realize the responsibilities I hadn't yet fulfilled, and showed me the way home! ”
Zhan Xiaoge reached out and hugged Zhao Haiping again, "Take care!" You are a talented student. As long as you persistently study hard, one day you will stand at the very pinnacle of the world's outstanding soldiers! ”
With a lingering gaze, he glanced once again at the stunned Bai Yi and Zhao Haiping. Finally, Zhanxia Ge's gaze fell on the face of the South African Flying Tiger Oransley. Seeing Oransley nod slightly to him, Zhanxia Ge suddenly burst into wild laughter.
At this point, the war hero song no longer holds any attachments!
He grabbed five or six rifles collected from the battlefield, and in his pocket was the bullet soaked with Zhu Jianjun's blood. At that moment, the words "Yajie'er is waiting for you to return" suddenly surged in Zhanxiage's heart, stirring an uncontrollable passion deep within him.
For Instructor Long Jianhui, for Instructor Zhu Jianjun, for Brother Sun Jing, for his group of special agent brothers who had scraped together 102 million US dollars for him, for the beloved woman who was foolishly waiting for him to return...... He will surely win!
The Song of the Heroic Warrior's head grew higher and higher, a fighting spirit that was determined to kill and win flowed continuously through him.
Zhanxiage's laughter soared into the sky. Now, all he needed to do was raise his banner, rallying the Chechen rebels, the "Assassin Organization" terrorists, the Afghan guerrillas, and those swarming forces who always wanted to disarm him, like a favored hen who followed behind them. The mercenaries who accepted their "protection" would all be led out of these endless mountains, allowing Bai Yi to hide quietly in the mountains and recover. That would be his greatest victory!
Behind Zhanxia Ge came the faint sound of footsteps. He suddenly turned his head and saw Zhao Haiping's eyes shining with stubbornness, and Zhao Haiping's tightly pressed lips.
Zhanxiage's gaze fell on Zhao Haiping's marching bag, loaded with ammunition and supplies, which seemed far too heavy. He ordered in a deep voice, "Go back!" ”
"No!"
This was the first time Zhao Haiping had disobeyed Zhanxiage's orders. "Senior Bai Yi just needs Oransley to take care of me. I want to follow Master!" ”
The master and disciple stared fiercely at each other, refusing to yield an inch. Zhao Haiping said, "Anyway, I'm just following Master Ding. If you leave, I'll go; if you sleep, I'll sleep. If Master really has the heart to leave alone while I'm asleep, I'll keep walking in the direction Master might have passed, until I follow you back to China, or perhaps, like Master's instructor, become a real soldier!" ”
Zhao Haiping, a junior high school graduate who had clearly heard many stories of Liangshan and read many Romance of the Three Kingdoms, actually said, "Once a teacher, always a father. I will never let my master take risks alone!" ”
Looking at Zhao Haiping, who seemed to be more than ten years older than himself and a kind of traditional theoretical "son," Zhanxiage realized for the first time that Zhao Haiping was truly born to be his disciple. Once he became stubborn, it was truly overwhelming and helpless.
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Actually, even Lian Zhan Xiage himself knew that this question was pure nonsense!
If Zhao Haiping had followed Oransli deep into the mountains, and after the storms calmed down and Bai Yi had healed his abdominal knife wound, he could quietly slip out of the mountains without anyone noticing, establish contact with the Russian military, and return safely to China. This was certainly better than having his master act as bait to lure the enemy, letting thousands of armed men chase him relentlessly.
Zhao Haiping nodded vigorously, "Never abandoning me, sharing life and death!" ”
Hearing these simple eight words, Zhanxiage was actually captivated. After a long while, he finally nodded slowly, "Good, good, good!" ”
Under Zhao Haiping's inexplicable gaze, Zhanxiage suddenly turned his head and continued striding forward.
"Never abandoning you, sharing life and death!" As Zhanxiage continued his journey, he quietly said in his heart, "Zhao Haiping, from now on, as long as I, Zhanxiage, have a breath left, I will never let you die before my eyes!" This is a man's promise to another man, like a nail driven into the wall—never to change! ”