Special Forces: At the beginning, Long Xiaoyun took him to get the certificate

The sun rose slowly from the east, and when the first golden ray of sunlight fell on the ground, Leng Feng, who was sitting, suddenly roared: "Stand up, stand at attention, salute!" He stood up suddenly. Chen He stood up a little confused. What was wrong with this guy? Did the leader come over? But the surroundings were empty. There was no one except the two of them. Leng Feng roared: "Face the camp!" Chen He turned his head and faced the direction of the camp. The next moment, in the middle of the camp gate, a bright red flag slowly rose in the morning light, and there was a faint sound of the national flag waving in the wind. Suddenly, Chen He had an inexplicable sense of holiness in his mind, which seemed to spread from his limbs and bones and flow throughout his body.

In the past, when he was not a soldier, he had experienced the national flag raising countless times, but he had never felt so strong.

Now he was wearing a military uniform, and a sense of mission continued to rise with the red flag.

This is the flag dyed red with the blood of our ancestors.

Looking back on that glorious period, it was the peace that our ancestors exchanged for tens of millions of lives in order to create a brand new Yan country.

If they had not shed their blood and dared to change the sky day and night, how could there be the peace of society today?

Chen He had never thought about this problem before. Even if he knew, he would not have much feeling in his heart. After all, that period of history is too far away now.

The thin sun shone on the undulating mountains in the southwest, and even the rocks of the mountains seemed to be painted with the color of blood, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The country is so beautiful that countless heroes bow down.

Chen He was a little fascinated by the scene.

Chen He had seen the beautiful scenery on TV countless times, but only when he was there in person could he feel the unique feeling.

Chen He couldn't help but read the poem that Long Xiaoyun copied for him: "Plum blossoms bloom on the red rocks, thousands of miles of ice and frost are under my feet, I am not afraid of the severe cold in the 39th day of the lunar year, my heart is facing the sun."

Before, he simply thought that the poem was well written and very suitable for Long Xiaoyun, but he couldn't explain why.

But at this moment, in this environment, the sun rises in the east, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the national flag is dyed, isn't it a portrayal of Long Xiaoyun?

Chen He completely understands Long Xiaoyun's lifelong pursuit.

"Who says that girls are inferior to men? Women are as good as men. Long Xiaoyun is worthy of being the modern version of Mu Guiying!"

Chen He also completely understands why Long Xiaoyun has never considered her personal problems. For her, it is too early to consider her marriage problems now. All her energy is in the army.

At this moment, Leng Feng looked back at Chen He in surprise and said, "Boy, this is Captain Long's favorite poem. She always recites it when she is drunk. How do you know it?"

Under normal circumstances, Long Xiaoyun would not recite this poem. She would only recite it when she was unhappy or upset and needed to vent.

This is a secret of Long Xiaoyun, a secret that Leng Feng knows.

I thought this was the story between me and Long Xiaoyun, but I didn't expect Chen He to recite it, which means he also knew it.

Leng Feng felt a little sad.

After a night of chatting with Chen He, Leng Feng basically figured out why Captain Long made such a choice.

The more he understood the process, the more Leng Feng felt that he was not bad.

The reason why Chen He was able to get there first was entirely because his luck was a little better than his. If he had met Grandma Long earlier, then it should be him who would have married Long Xiaoyun, not someone else.

It's not because Long Xiaoyun really likes this guy. If it comes to feelings, the feelings between him and Long Xiaoyun should be deeper.

So Leng Feng plans to compete with Chen He fairly. Didn't he say that it would take two years? If he performs better than Chen He in these two years, Long Xiaoyun will definitely make a new choice.

He still has a chance!

This made Leng Feng find a little confidence again, but when he heard Chen He read such a poem, he suddenly felt that Long Xiaoyun seemed to have other intentions towards Chen He.

Long Xiaoyun told him? Or did he like this poem himself and was inspired by this scene?

Leng Feng's mouth flashed a bitter smile.

"Damn it, when did I become so fussy." Leng Feng laughed at himself in his heart.

Suddenly, Chen He said: "Squad leader, listen, it seems that there is a charge sound under the mountain.

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Chen He had heard the sound of the charge on TV before, but now he felt something different.

This sound seemed to have a kind of magic, making his blood boil, as if thousands of troops were charging and the sky and the earth were changing color.

"Squad leader, this charge is so special, my blood is boiling, I feel like I am part of the thousands of troops charging, like I am on the battlefield."

Chen He listened and was completely immersed in it.

Leng Feng had been to the southwestern border many times, including special training here, but it was his first time to lead troops here.

He was only one day more familiar with this place than Chen He and others.

"Charge?" Leng Feng's eyes flashed with doubt, and then he listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard the loud and clear sound of the call.

This came from the bottom of the mountain with the mountain wind.

Leng Feng listened for a while, his face suddenly tightened, and he said: "This is the most primitive charge. ”

When the original charge horn sounded on the battlefield, it was the time when all the soldiers climbed out of the trenches, came out of the mountains, and drilled out from the ground... to launch a full-scale attack on the enemy.

No matter how fierce the firepower in front was, everyone would rush forward one after another!

This is the charge horn of victory!

However, this charge horn was cancelled many years ago and replaced by the charge horn in the military camp now.

However, this charge horn is still kept in some special armies because it can better infect people's hearts and inspire the bloodiness of soldiers.

Leng Feng was participating in special forces training During training, such charge horns often sounded in the base.

But why did it suddenly sound here?

This is a boot camp, and I have never heard of anyone blowing this.

And this kind of charge horn is not something that everyone can blow. In the words of the veterans, it is not a horn, but murderous aura!

The next moment, Leng Feng's body tensed up, and the muscle memory formed by the fighting spirit made him exude murderous aura, sweeping out like a storm.

After all, Leng Feng is a special forces soldier. He has experienced countless battles on the battlefield, so it is normal for him to have murderous aura.

"Damn, the pattern is small!"

Leng Feng laughed at himself in his heart.