Base 203, early in the morning.
It was already early winter, but the weather in the south was not cool, and when the sky was still dark, the camp sounded the wake-up call.
Lei Ming stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and the reflection in the mirror made Lei Ming himself a little unfamiliar.
The red eyes, the unshaven beard, and the hair that was clearly beyond the prescribed length were unkempt and twisted together like a freshly picked chicken coop.
If it were in an ordinary army, this kind of military appearance would definitely be severely criticized by the superiors.
It's been more than half a month.
It has been more than half a month since Qin Fei disappeared.
The soldier who sent him out with his own hands, the rookie who made him both admired and often saw but was inexplicably angry, of course, he will never be seen again.
In the past, Lei Ming thought that as long as Qin Fei made the slightest mistake, even if it was a trivial mistake, he could justifiably let him get out of the pack.
Now, nothing has to be done.
Because Qin Fei will not come back.
This was the first member of the 203rd detachment of the 3rd unit to lose.
Although he has served in Unit 203 for many years, Lei Ming has long been accustomed to life and death, and it is not the first time that his comrades have left, but Qin Fei's sacrifice still makes him inexplicably sad.
For more than half a month, Lei Ming has not sorted out his military appearance, and the entire 203 training base is shrouded in a strange cloud of melancholy, and even the singer who is usually the most rare in Ma Daha has never shown a smile.
Yesterday, the last intelligence was finally sent to Unit 203.
The explosion was a trap, and it was clear that someone was trying to use Qin Fei to lure the entire 3rd squad into a death trap that was already full of explosives.
Although the explosives detonated strangely early in the end, the reason is still unknown, but finally did not let himself lose one more team member, a great luck in misfortune.
Santos had apparently absconded, and no trace of Santos had been found in all the intelligence sent back from overseas, and the man disappeared into the air without a trace like a wisp of water vapor evaporating in the summer.
The most sorrowful thing for Lei Ming was that a large amount of industrial oil was stored in the factory where the explosion occurred, and the explosion ignited a fire, and finally the entire abandoned factory was completely razed to the ground.
According to the reports brought back by the investigators of Country D and the investigators sent by Unit 203, the trappers added white phosphorus to the C4 explosives, and the consequence of these militarily forbidden things was that all the people and objects located in the factory were burned to ashes, whether they were friends or foes, leaving no trace.
Lei Ming knew very well in his heart that even if there was no fire, with such a yield of C4 and a professional-level explosion point setting, the other party would not plan to leave anything that could be traced, because this involves a very sensitive relationship, and this is an invisible front in itself, and neither side will have any noise on the winning or losing sides.
Lei Ming washed his face with soap, washed his hair again, then picked up the electric barber shears and began to cut his hair slowly.
This is the tradition of the army, every soldier who has served in the army all the year round will basically cut his hair, and all the hair is helped by comrades-in-arms, sometimes just do it himself.
It wasn't hard to cut, but it took Thunder a full twenty minutes before he began to apply foam and shave.
Until he hung up the last extra beard, he picked up cold water and poured it on his head and face, washed away Anxie's broken hair, and the thunder in the mirror had returned to its former appearance, but he knew that something had changed, and it could never be the same again.
Back in his private room, Lei Ming made it to the chair, opened the drawer, took out a brown paper file bag from it, slowly rolled up the white cotton rope on it, and pulled out a file from it.
Turning the first page, Qin Fei hung a photo of a champion with the rank of a senior soldier.
This is a very special private class.
In Lei Ming's eyes, if there was no matter of Qin Anguo, then he would appreciate this high-ranking soldier who was scolded by himself as a rookie.
Qin Fei's personality is a little deep and melancholy in Lei Ming's opinion, which may have a lot to do with his personal growth experience.
But Lei Ming had to admit that this was the best seedling in the 3rd squad of Unit 203.
Calm, resolute, and sometimes impulsive, but full of daunting fighting spirit.
Lei Ming felt that his nose was a little sour for no reason, and his eyes became hot.
Having steadied himself, he continued to carefully flip through the remaining files.
This includes Qin Fei's soldier files, as well as local files, commendation orders, meritorious service reports, volunteer letters, etc., a person's life is all on these dozens of pieces of paper.
A person's life can be very heavy or so light.
This is a necessary procedure, and each soldier who sacrifices his or her life must go through all levels of vetting, and then finally send it to the operational commander for final checking, and then seal the coffin.
After flipping through all the information, Lei Ming couldn't help but turn the first page again.
Staring at the young face in the photo, Qin Fei seemed to be forever frozen at the age of 24, and Lei Ming suddenly felt that greatness and ordinariness might be able to coexist, especially in these special forces soldiers fighting on the hidden front.
He picked up the pen, and according to the regulations, he had to sign his name in the blank space, and then seal the file and hand it over to the higher authorities for final archiving and sealing.
These files will not be seen for a long time, and no one knows what happened to this soldier and what he has been through.
Everything will be top secret of the highest rank.
The hands were shaking, Lei Ming didn't put down the pen for a long time, and time passed little by little.
Tuk Tuk Tuk – There was a knock at the door.
Lei Ming sighed slightly, the tip of the pen finally fell on the paper, black ink flowed out of the pen, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced under the handwriting of the operation commander Lei Ming.
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"Come in."
He whispered to the door, "The door is not locked." ” Chen Kefan pushed the door and entered, sniffing the room, which was full of the thick smell of smoke.
"Old Lei, it's time to prepare, everyone is assembled, just wait for you to come over."
Lei Ming was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to be dragged back to reality from another world.
Today is Qin Fei's funeral, according to the treatment of the martyrs of the army, he will be buried in the martyrs' cemetery, and then ......
And then what?
Qin Fei's mother Liang Shaoqin has already received Qin Fei's sacrifice notice, and of course there will be no description on it, only a sentence of "sacrifice in the line of duty", that's all.
Lei Ming was suddenly a little frightened, Liang Shaoqin was expected to come over today, he really didn't know how to face Qin Fei's mother.
Covering the pen cap, Lei Ming suddenly raised his head, looked at Chen Kefan and said, "Is Jin Donghai also there?"
” "Yes."
Chen Kefan said.
Lei Ming pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You let him come over first, I have something to talk to him." ”