Chapter 69 Section VI

In the morning, there is no sunrise, because today is cloudy. Female soldiers, no smiles, because today is a funeral. Fang Zijun stood in front of the three new graves. Behind her was a team of Flying Eagle reconnaissance members of the airborne troops who took off their helmets, all wearing bald camouflage uniforms, Flying Eagle armbands, 56-1 submachine gun paratrooper boots. The remains of the two warriors were snatched back. Zhang Yun has no news. It is already the third day. No one believed that he would be a prisoner. This young scout, who was as arrogant as a flying eagle, would become a prisoner of the enemy.

His pride is enough to make everyone believe that he will fire the glory bullet and aim the pistol with the last bullet at his temple... Therefore, the Flying Eagle Scouting Team has put him on the sacrifice list. There are no tears on Fang Zijun's face as white as jade, only holiness. She is proud of him. She is proud of the man she loves. Because he is a god-killing paratrooper, he is a proud flying eagle, and he is a warrior who kills the enemy. Fang Zijun took out the lighter. Snapped! The yellow flame was lit. Psychedelic colors with blue. The Flying Eagle Scouts raised their submachine guns and fired at a 45-degree angle into the sky in unison. The flames from the muzzles were calling for the heroic souls of their comrades-in-arms.

A tear slipped down Fang Zijun's cheek. Fire, still burning. Fang Zijun's tear was only one drop. Her lips moved: "I'll light a cigarette for you..." Suddenly, the tearful eyes widened. A jeep wobbled up the hill. She doesn't expect miracles to happen, but she is still fantasizing about them. The car drove to the front of the Flying Eagle scout camp, and a tall scout jumped out of the car: "Damn it! Come and pick up your people!" "Uncle He!" Fang Zijun shouted. As soon as He Zhijun took off the helmet, he threw it aside and didn't care where he threw it: "Damn it, your old man Fang Jun is not dead yet! What are you doing here? - Talk about you! Hurry up to pick him up, Zhang Yun is Not one of your people?!"

Before everyone could react, the lighter in Fang Zijun's hand had already been thrown out. Before He Zhijun could react, Fang Zijun almost flew towards the jeep at the fastest speed.He Zhijun was taken aback: "You little girl, why are you running away?! Your father is not in this car!" Where does Fang Zijun care about him? !Just hop in the open top jeep. Two army scouts watch over a mangled soldier. Fang Zijun opened his eyes wide, the soldier was dying. The paratroopers rushed up and carried the soldiers down: "Quick! Call the doctor!" "Mom, I won't die for a while, find me some saliva! I picked it up on the road, this kid is dead, and he didn't suffer any internal injuries! Don't look at the surface, it's scary!" He Zhijun took a water bottle thrown by a paratrooper, Seeing that Fang Zijun was about to run forward with tears in his eyes, he wondered, "What are you doing in their paratrooper territory?"

Before Fang Zijun could tell him, he rushed into the crowd and stroked Zhang Yun's face on the stretcher: "Zhang Yun! Zhang Yun! It's me!" Zhang Yun opened his eyes slightly, his lips moved, and a smile appeared on his face. He was trying to say something, and Fang Zijun pressed his lips carefully to listen. The joints of Zhang Yun's whole body were wriggling, gathering strength to his throat, and he was uttering a word: "cigarette……" Fang Zijun burst into tears: "I'll give you some, I'll give you some!" She took out the cigarette, the one with Zhang Yun's name on it, and shouted: "Fire! Lighter!"

He Zhijun looked at it in surprise, as if he had come to understand. He was holding a cigarette in his right hand and hadn't put it in his mouth, and the lighter in his left hand was also frozen in mid-air. Fang Zijun saw it at a glance, and rushed over to snatch the lighter: "Uncle He! I'll use it!" He Zhijun watched her rush into the crowd with his mouth wide open, and said, "It's broken, it's broken, it's broken..." A scout in the car asked, "Captain, is that the daughter of Chief of Staff Fang? What's wrong?" "If I say it's broken, it's broken!" He Zhijun turned around angrily and pointed at them and scolded, "I said you! Ah?! What's the point of being a bastard?! Why is the fat water flowing out of the field?! What a wonderful one Girl, how could they have been pried away by their paratroopers?! You have to reflect on yourself! Sigh—"

A long sigh, heartbroken is not normal. Fang Zijun put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and coughed a few times.She had never smoked before!She put the lit cigarette in Zhang Yun's mouth, and Zhang Yun took a puff of the cigarette and smiled with satisfaction. Fang Zijun cried and laughed: "Why don't you forget to win me at this time?! I owe you?!" Zhang Yun was choking on the cigarette, and Fang Zijun quickly snatched it away: "Stop smoking! Stop smoking! I'll light it up after you recover from your injury! I'll give you some, and I'll light as much as you want me to light!"

Tears fell on Zhang Yun's face and slid into Zhang Yun's lips. Zhang Yun smiled, as proud as a child. ... Fang Zijun laughed through his tears. "It's not true, is it?!" He Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, "This is what my dad said? Oh my god!" "Who do you think it is?" Fang Zijun scratched her nose, "It's your dad! Fortunately, you followed Liu Xiaofei, he is in the Army! If you followed the Marine Corps or the Airborne, you will see your dad when the time comes. Your complexion! It's definitely darker than Bao Gong!" "What's wrong with my dad?" He Xiaoyu pouted, "That's healthy!" After speaking, she couldn't help being happy.

"Oh—it's still romantic on the battlefield! In peaceful times, I was chased by Liu Xiaofei since I was in high school, so boring!" He Xiaoyu pouted. "Romantic?" Fang Zijun smiled wryly, "Romantic, there is a price to pay."