Chapter 270 Section ten

Special Forces Auditorium. A wedding is in progress. The bride, He Xiaoyu, was wearing brand-new uniforms, while the groom, Liu Xiaofei, was wearing camouflage military boots, even carrying a rifle, a steel helmet on his belt, and camouflage oil on his face. He Xiaoyu is pretty and handsome, and Liu Xiaofei is tough and tough. All the officers and soldiers of the special brigade participating in the wedding were fully armed like this, and Lei Keming was the same except that he had a pistol on his body and no camouflage oil on his face.He raised his baton, and the little symphony orchestra played the "Wedding March".

He Xiaoyu's bridesmaid was Liu Fangfang in camouflage uniform, and Liu Xiaofei's best man was Zhang Lei who was also armed.He Zhijun and Lin Qiuye stood by, and Fang Zijun stood with them. They walked slowly down the red carpet, and the wedding atmosphere was warm but with a hint of war. Just after drinking a cup of wine, the combat readiness alarm sounded sharply across the theater. "All staff are fully equipped and headed to the southeast!" Lei Keming shouted. Almost instantly, the officers and soldiers of the special brigade rushed out of the auditorium to their respective companies.

Liu Xiaofei hugged He Xiaoyu, and they kissed in tears.He Xiaoyu kissed a mouthful of camouflage ointment, while Liu Xiaofei kissed a mouthful of tears. "Wait for me!" Liu Xiaofei tore off his armband and stuffed it in the hands of his new wife He Xiaoyu, then turned around and ran out quickly with Zhang Lei. Liu Fangfang bid farewell to He Xiaoyu, put on her helmet and went out. A few people rushed to the door, and the atmosphere of war was already outside.All companies are gathering, and the cars in the garage are driving out.There was a chaotic sound of military boots and hoarse passwords, and the heavily armed special forces boarded the car one after another.Amidst the blare of sirens, the convoy passed in front of them.

He Zhijun, He Xiaoyu, and Fang Zijun saluted the passing military convoy. "I'm leaving too." He Zhijun said, "I'm flying to the southeast coast with the theater command tonight. Xiaoyu takes good care of your mother. Zijun, take care of yourself." "Father, if the war comes tomorrow, I won't take my wedding leave." He Xiaoyu said seriously. He Zhijun looked at her and stroked her face: "I know. Goodbye!" The Mitsubishi jeep drove up, and He Zhijun got in the car. Under the watchful eyes of the three women, the convoy dressed in camouflage nets set off, heading towards the invisible southeast coast.