Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 114 The Farmer and the Snake, Mr. Dongguo and the Wolf

"Did you see my two soldiers?"

"did not see it."

"Have you seen my soldiers?"

"No."

"Two of my soldiers are missing, one is a third-term sergeant, and the other is just a new recruit!"

On the way down the mountain, Ge Zhiyong seemed to have lost his soul, rushing up to everyone he met and asking questions.

Have you seen Zhao Pengfei? Have you seen Qin Feng?

But without exception, I have never seen any of them.

They were all armed police sent to search for and suppress militants.

When they heard that the battle above was over, they were asked to go down the mountain first.

Therefore, no one knew anything about the battle taking place on the other hill.

On the mountain path, Ge Zhiyong was still searching frantically.

He firmly believed that he could find out the whereabouts of the two people.

Living to see people, dead...

bah bah bah!

They are so lucky and have such a long life, there is no way they can die!

But just at this moment, two medical staff came down the mountain, one in front and one behind, carrying a stretcher.

Looking at the white cloth covering the stretcher, Ge Zhiyong's heart almost stopped beating.

He walked up step by step like a puppet and stopped the man.

He reached out his hand nervously and slowly uncovered the white cloth.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be about to jump out of his throat.

But the face that came into view was not one of the two familiar faces he had.

Instead, it was the body of a militant with a severely deformed head.

At this moment, Ge Zhiyong felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

But once this feeling of uneasiness starts, it can't be stopped.

He began to walk up quickly, and whenever he saw someone carrying a stretcher, he would rush over to check.

The whole process was like riding a roller coaster.

Every time, it is an intense painful torture.

He is very conflicted now.

I hope to find both of them.

But I don’t want any of them to be covered under the white cloth.

With such contradictory feelings, Ge Zhiyong opened several blind boxes in a row, and without exception, they contained the bodies of militants.

Some had knives stuck in their hearts, some had deformed heads, and some were beaten like a hornet's nest.

Among them, the one who died the most tragically was a Westerner.

The two idioms "beyond recognition" and "horrible" are both compliments for this guy.

Ugh, ugh!

Ge Zhiyong, with bloodshot eyes, held onto a large rock and began to retch violently.

Just now, he couldn't help but lift up the plastic bucket held by a forensic doctor.

Then, everything started to go wrong.

It is one thing to see a dead person, and another to see a torn body.

At this time, a slender hand holding mineral water appeared in front of Ge Zhiyong.

He looked up and saw that the person coming was Zhu Huihui.

"Thanks..."

Ge Zhiyong said thank you, unscrewed the bottle and took a big gulp.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Huihui couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Ge Zhiyong, you..."

"Don't try to persuade me. I won't leave until I find someone."

"No, I want to tell you..."

"I know what you're going to say. You want to say they'll be fine and ask me to go back and wait patiently for news!"

Ge Zhiyong shook his head vigorously, and the mineral water bottle in his hand was squeezed so hard that it was deformed.

"Go back, this is my own business!"

"I'm their company commander. I won't leave until I find them!"

Zhu Huihui wanted to call him, but Ge Zhiyong had already run away quickly.

He saw a stretcher, no different from the previous ones.

The only difference was the bloody arm that fell from the stretcher.

The familiar army camouflage uniform deeply stung Ge Zhiyong's eyes.

He covered his mouth, his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground.

He shook his head in disbelief, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

......

A little after six in the morning, at the headquarters of the 402nd Regiment.

Group leader Qiu Guohai walked into the office.

Before I even sat down, someone knocked on the door hurriedly.

"Come in."

"Old Qiu! Something happened, something serious!"

Seeing Commissioner Ji Mingyuan rushing in, Qiu Guohai looked suspicious.

"Something big could happen, what big thing could it be?"

"Was it a tsunami that flooded those people who were living a comfortable life?"

"It's those same world policemen. Where are they going to steal oil and stir up trouble again?"

Ji Mingyuan had no time to joke with him: "The recruit company, the recruit company has an accident!"

Qiu Guohai was even more confused. "Isn't the new recruit company doing a training exercise in the wild? What could have happened? Shouldn't they have turned back by now?"

"It happened on the way back!"

Ji Mingyuan quickly recounted what had happened.

After hearing this, Qiu Guohai jumped up as if a thorn had grown on his butt.

"Why the hell are you telling me now about what happened at night? It's already daybreak!"

"I just got the news too. Didn't I come to tell you right away?"

"Damn it!" Qiu Guohai slammed the table, his face full of anger.

"Where's that brat Ge Zhiyong? Why didn't he report it to me right away? I'll skin him alive later!"

Ji Mingyuan smiled bitterly and waved his hands: "Alright, don't talk about him anymore, he is more anxious than you when it comes to this matter.

"It was a complete mess at night, with thunder and rain, who could care less?"

"And..." He paused, his expression showing a hint of embarrassment.

"The Sixth Company has already gone out on its own. Ge Zhiyong was just reporting, but he wasn't reporting to us. He should have been reporting to the division commander."

Qiu Guohai was stunned: "Damn it, I almost forgot about this!"

But then he anxiously asked, "How are the people on the scene? Are the new recruits safe?"

Ji Mingyuan quickly told what he knew: "Except for Class 4, all other classes are fine, but..."

"But what?"

Qiu Guohai slammed the table and was so anxious that he almost peed.

He wanted to rush over and pry Ji Mingyuan's mouth open.

Reach in and pull out the half-finished words that were stuck in his throat.

They punctuate their sentences poorly and like to keep people in suspense; these are all bad habits of these civilian officials!

"Ji Mingyuan, you son of a bitch, you're always quibbling and keeping things in suspense! At a time like this, just say whatever you want to say. Why are you pausing here?"

Ji Mingyuan was sprayed in the face by his saliva.

He immediately poured it all out like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Several people in Class 4 suffered falls and fractures. They are all receiving treatment in the hospital and are currently in good condition."

"But according to the information I've learned, Squad Leaders Zhao Pengfei and Qin Feng took the initiative to stay on the mountain to cover everyone's evacuation. The current situation is still unclear."

"I used my connections to ask the armed police at the scene, but they didn't find any information about Qin Feng and Zhao Pengfei's whereabouts."

"What do you mean?"

“I guess…”

Ji Mingyuan paused once again as usual, and said with a grim expression, "I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good."

Qiu Guohai slumped down in the chair, looking as if his soul had left his body.

Ji Mingyuan sighed, "It is said that in order to cover the evacuation of the fourth squad of recruits and the university students, Qin Feng and Zhao Pengfei chose to stay behind to attract the enemy's attention."

"Now, the battle over there has ended and the battlefield has begun to be cleaned up, but there is still no news about the two people, so I think it is likely..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiu Guohai quickly stood up, picked up his hat and rushed out.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the scene!" Qiu Guohai shouted without turning his head.

"If they're alive, I want to see them; if they're dead, I want to see their bodies! Even if something really happened, as the leader, I have to go and see them off!"

......

At the same time, in a ward of a hospital in the city center.

Li Jiasheng had his head wrapped in gauze, looking like an Indian.

Chen Sanxi had his left hand in a plaster cast and two pieces of gauze on his head.

Qi Meng felt a little better, but his shoulders and waist were also wrapped in thick bandages.

They all fell while they were going down the mountain in the dark.

After all, in that kind of environment, it was a blessing in disguise that he didn't die from the fall.

At this moment, a group of people gathered together, like mummies having a meeting.

"Do you think the squad leader and Qin Feng will be okay?"

"I think it's hard to say..."

As soon as one soldier opened his mouth, he was kicked by one of them.

"If you don't know how to strike up a conversation, don't bother trying to start a conversation! Damn it!"

"They'll be fine!"

"Yes, the squad leader is so powerful, and Brother Feng is so smart, the two of them together are like a pair of swords!"

"I also think that they may have safely come down the mountain now, eating bread and drinking milk!"

Everyone seemed to be cheering each other up and kept saying words of encouragement.

But in fact, everyone was worried to death.

If you have not joined the army, you may not have much idea about the word "militant".

You might even think, aren't all soldiers at the level of Wolf Warriors?

As long as you shout "I am XX soldier" and reveal your identity, you can immediately drive back millions of enemy soldiers.

But the reality is not like this at all. Don’t be misled by movies and TV shows.

In addition, if an ordinary person encounters someone with a gun while unarmed, he is basically dead.

Let me tell you my most intuitive feeling.

Even a six or seven-year-old child can easily kill a group of adults if you give him a gun.

Imagine a group of professionally trained adults holding guns?

If it weren't for the heavy rain, the darkness, and the cover of the dense forest.

If Zhao Pengfei and Qin Feng had not lured the enemy away twice.

Every one of them here is dead now.

No one was talking in the ward anymore, and the atmosphere was dull and depressing.

Everyone prayed silently in their hearts, praying that nothing would happen to the squad leader and Qin Feng.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the corridor.

"Damn it, why did he hit me? What's so great about being a soldier?"

"Look at my face, look how swollen it is! My mom has never hit me in my life!"

"I'm going to call the police! I'm going to find a lawyer! I'm going to send them all to jail!!"

In the ward, the recruits, wrapped in bandages and suffering varying degrees of injuries, looked ashen.

Qi Meng's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound, and his expression became extremely ugly.

They didn't realize it until this moment.

The stories of the farmer and the snake and Mr. Dongguo and the wolf in elementary school textbooks were never fables...