Chapter 53

  A moment later, the playground erupted in a deafening cheer. The team members, like everyone else, held back tears of excitement and solemnly raised their right hands in a military salute. The sky and earth were filled with an atmosphere of reverence, as if only two words, "military soul", echoed through the air.

  After this night, the dormitory of the team members was empty again. After Kong Huan Tian and others' cremation, their ashes were properly kept in a room. This room was small and narrow, and Wang Hong Tao rested alone in a heavy safe. Now he had three companions and was no longer lonely. However, the other eight people hid deep loneliness in their hearts. Su Yue Song said that when you return to your country, they will go back with you together, just like when they came. Zhang Wei Ze murmured, by then, it's likely not just these four urns that can go back. Those lively and sunny people suddenly stayed forever in this small box, wouldn't they feel very depressed? Su Yue Song turned his head away and didn't speak. Shao Hui squatted down to look inside the safe, picked up a rag to wipe the remaining places clean, slowly closed the door and walked out. He came to the dormitory, fell down, and slept quietly in his clothes.

  It was past nine at night. The gloomy weather started to snow again. This country lacked everything except for the fluttering snowflakes. Shao Hui was woken up by the cold. He opened his eyes to find that the room was pitch black. He stretched out his hand to feel for the blanket, wanting to warm himself up. After grabbing the blanket, his hand fell weakly back down. He let out a sigh and wrapped his clothes tightly around him before getting up. For a moment, he stood up and pushed open the door to go outside. Turning his head back, he saw that all the team members were lying in bed, fast asleep. He quietly closed the door and walked away with big strides.

  Why did you attack us?

  Is there wine? Give me a bottle.

  There's no wine. Have a cigarette instead.

  In the darkness, a rustling sound of tin foil was heard. A lighter spat out a yellow flame. After lighting a cigarette, it moved to the other side. Another cigarette was lit. The tip of the cigarette flickered, casting a clear outline on Shao Hui's face.

  We fight with people regardless of reason. There is no fixed enemy. Whoever pays us, their enemies are our enemies.

  "Are you referring to the Snow Mountain Tiger organization?" Shao Hui asked.

  Yes. The other party took a puff of smoke. The smoke choked him for a moment. He couldn't help but cough.

  Can't quit smoking? Then don't smoke. I just removed the bullets from your body. Just lie down quietly for now. Shao Hui took the cigarette from his hand, extinguished it and threw it aside.

  "Thank you so much... After catching his breath, he said: I thought this time would take my life back to God. Didn't expect you all to be so good to me. Not only did you save me but also gave me surgery. Really thank you so much..."

  No need to be polite. We Chinese people still have great respect for life. Unlike other countries or other people, who can abandon everything for money.

  Shao Hui's words left the other speechless. After a moment, he muttered: "After I recover from my injuries, I'll go home and find a job. I won't come out to be a mercenary again. This experience has made me understand many things."

  Shao Hui nodded in the darkness, extinguished his cigarette and stood up: I came over tonight just to tell you one thing. When the last tree is cut down, the last river is poisoned, and the last fish is caught, only then will you realize that money can't be eaten.

  The mercenary watched Shao Hui walk out and close the door behind him. He propped himself up with one hand, half-reclining against the headboard, and merged into the darkness to think about something.

  Late at night, a figure hastily walked through the courtyard and came to a brightly lit room, knocking on the door with a "bang bang" sound. After getting permission, he went in. Inside the house, the old director was sitting at his desk, looking at some documents.

  Younger brother, we're in trouble. Something big might happen. Old Director said in a hoarse voice. Su Yue Song took a look at the smoke-filled room and the overflowing ashtrays, and suddenly understood why his voice was hoarse.

  "What's going on? You're making it sound so terrifying." Su Yue Song said with a pretended calm tone. He knew the old director well, and when he mentioned danger, there must be danger. He was saying that something big would happen, 100% not a small matter.

  Do you remember when we let Wang Shunan carry some files and research results with him during that period of time?

  Remember? What's wrong?

  Wang Shunan's body has returned, but the package he was carrying with him can't be found. It had those things inside. The old director looks worried.

  "Could it be that Wang Shunan lost it and it fell into someone else's hands?" Su Yuesong asked tentatively.

  It's also possible that it won't be excluded. Let's not talk about the files for now, just those research results are the result of how many people working hard for many years to come up with. Now some experts have returned home, and it is impossible to re-study them one by one again. What if they fall into the hands of other countries and become their research results? I would be guilty of losing national treasures. The old director lit another cigarette, his eyebrows already furrowed into deep grooves.

  Su Yue Song pulled out a cigarette from the pack: The loss is a bit more, but it won't make a big deal.

  This is not a big deal. In your military eyes, isn't it only a big deal if someone dies in battle? Plus those documents and materials, our base's eating, drinking, and defecation are all inside. If they fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives, our daily lives will be exposed to others. Director Lao is emotionally agitated and somewhat out of control.

  Since things have already happened, you don't have to sit and worry about it anymore. Let's mobilize all our forces tomorrow and search for him through every possible channel. Su Yuesong comforted.

  What else can be done? It has to be this way.

  Outside. Snow is gradually getting heavier. On the dark stage. Showing a clean and white side of human society.

  A few days later, the mercenary's wound was removed from stitches. He wrapped his bandage and wanted to bid farewell. Su Yue Song did not retain him. They talked for a long time about their hearts. As for the content of the talk, no one knew. When the mercenary walked out of the gate, he turned around and bowed deeply. From then on, they never met again. Until Shao Hui and he met again, it was already a matter of many years later. The meeting place was in a city in China. He lent a hand to help Shao Hui solve a very tricky problem. Of course, this is a later story. For now, let's not talk about it.