Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 912 Don’t cry, Qin Feng, don’t cry...

"report!"

"Come in!"

Headquarters, in the deputy commander's office.

Wei Shanhe knocked on the office door, walked in, saluted Ge Hongbin who was making coffee, and said, "Hello, Chief."

"sit down."

"Yes."

Wei Shanhe sat on the sofa beside him, looked at the coffee handed to him by the deputy commander, and said thank you.

He even pretended to take a sip of it, and then praised Ge Hongbin.

"The chief's cooking skills have improved again. This time the food tastes delicious."

"is it?"

Ge Hongbin also took a sip, then put it down and said, "How does it taste? Tell me."

Wei Shanhe: "Sweet."

Ge Hongbin smiled and said, "Sweet tastes good?"

Wei Shanhe was a little embarrassed. "As far as I know, sweet things are definitely better than bitter ones. So, did you change to some new coffee beans?"

Ge Hongbin nodded, took out a box from the drawer and put it on the table. The words "Nestle Instant Coffee" were written on it.

Wei Shanhe suddenly wanted to find a hole to crawl into. This thing costs one or two yuan a pack.

Hand-ground coffee is obviously much more expensive, but he insists that the cheaper one tastes better.

That's like saying, "Sir, your coffee making skills are really bad..."

Ge Hongbin waved his hand: "I also want to change the subject. I don't want to talk about coffee. I called you here to talk about something else."

"You say."

"How is Qin Feng's recent condition?"

"It's pretty good. They were having a celebratory drink last night. I asked Qiu Guohai, and Qin Feng was drunk."

"No, you didn't observe carefully enough."

Hearing this, Wei Shanhe seemed to realize something.

He pointed to his head and asked in a low voice: "Chief, are you saying that there is a problem with Qin Feng?"

Ge Hongbin shook his head and pointed at his heart: "There's something wrong here, a big problem."

......

In the ward, Qin Feng took a stool and sat beside the bed, peeling an apple for him.

And use a knife to cut the flesh into small pieces and feed it to his mouth.

Zhao Pengfei stared at the TV with the corner of his eyes, but leaned forward to watch it, and the scene was quite harmonious.

"Squad leader, a lot of things have happened in the army while you've been away."

"Ge Zhiyong and Guo Haitao were transferred to the brigade. One became the head of the training section, and the other became the deputy chief of staff."

"The Steel Blade Battalion has a new commander named Zhou Fujun. He's quite interesting, much more intelligent than Old Ge, and he likes to do things. He even hid himself in a water truck just to give the soldiers a surprise."

"Do you still remember Xu Tiancai? Back in the recruit company, he ran three kilometers with us, and I left him behind by a lap. He's quite capable now, and thanks to his own hard work, he's even become the instructor of the Steel Blade Battalion."

"Qi Meng, Wu Jinjin has enrolled in a military academy, the Changshan Infantry Engineering College. The vice president called me a while ago to invite me to give a speech, but I found an excuse to turn it down. I have too many things to do and don't want to go."

"Li Jiasheng is now the official commander of the special operations company. He also found a girlfriend in the hospital. I estimate he will be promoted to major next year..."

Qin Feng told him everything that had happened in the army in recent times, one by one.

Including how he brought these bad boys under control after joining the reinforced regiment and how he helped them to undergo a complete transformation.

What followed was a small confrontation between the commandos and the special operations company, which ended in a miserable defeat. When they returned, they received a temporary task and everyone worked together to fight the flood and provide disaster relief.

When he said this, Qin Feng's mood finally changed a little: "Before, whether it was rescuing people from a fire or fighting an earthquake, I always intervened as a participant, and I just followed the orders given by the superiors."

"But now, I'm the one giving the orders. Every thought, every idea, every order I give affects the life and death of many people."

"Squad leader, I made a serious mistake. I issued an order that may have been correct, but it ultimately resulted in the deaths of three of my brothers. Yet, instead of scolding me or punishing me, my superiors treated me like a hero."

"I had a dream yesterday. Someone said I was a murderer, saying I sacrificed the lives of three of my brothers to buy this star and this honor..."

He stopped what he was doing, put the apple on the bedside table, and slowly covered his face with his hands. Crystal water seemed to flow through his fingers, and his tone became a little choked.

"Squad leader, I'm so tired, I'm really tired. I really want to stop, but I can't. I'm holding on every day, on the verge of losing control and derailing..."

"I carry so many people's expectations on my shoulders. So many people are counting on me. I don't even dare to cry. I'm afraid they'll see me being so weak..."

"I felt suffocated and breathless. I really felt like I was just a soldier again, an ordinary recruit..."

Qin Feng lay on the edge of the bed, his shoulders sobbing constantly, and the negative emotions were like water in the swimming pool.

His body and mind have long exceeded the load he should have borne.

From the moment Zhao Pengfei was seriously injured, the direction and route behind him changed dramatically and was completely out of control.

He didn't want to be used as a knife, but someone insisted on holding him and using him to chop at those he couldn't afford to offend.

At that time, every step Qin Feng took was like walking on thin ice, but he still had to pretend to be calm.

Everyone thought that he was fearless and that was why he dared to gamble.

But he never cared at all. In fact, he had no capital to lose. He had to win.

Because Qin Feng was not sure whether his knife would be abandoned after being cut into.

So he didn't dare show his weak side, didn't dare stop, and tried his best to do his best in everything. Many eyes were watching him, even some old seniors with great achievements.

He must perform at his best in order to get the opportunity to continue to accelerate his improvement and cure Zhao Pengfei.

Qin Feng had already made himself very tense early on. He made a series of plans just to be able to reach the top in a short time.

But these plans were like ropes that wrapped around him and tightened around him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

The deaths of the three comrades were all partners that Qin Feng had spent every day with.

They grow and improve together, and fight for victory together.

But in the end, it was ruthlessly swallowed by the flood and became a cold stone tablet in the martyrs' cemetery.

The heart-wrenching scenes of the relatives of Zhao Yang, Niu Tiejun and Pan Yong are still vivid in our minds.

Although the death of their relatives was not directly caused by Qin Feng, it was closely related to him.

If they had walked slower, perhaps they would not have encountered the flood. Perhaps Qin Feng would have been able to digest these negative emotions now, but he walked too fast.

If Qin Feng had not stood in this position and forced them to become better, perhaps none of this would have happened.

Qin Feng was nervous and shrouded in countless guilt. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would hear countless curses.

But when he opened his eyes, everyone was very tolerant and encouraging towards him.

The extreme emotions of the two made him feel like he was being roasted on fire, extremely tormented.

Beside the bed, Qin Feng's shoulders twitched. He wanted to cry but couldn't squeeze out too many tears from his eyes.

How he wished that his negative emotions could burst out completely and he could cry his heart out, but the wall that Qin Feng had built himself was extremely strong.

After a long time, a hand slowly placed on Qin Feng's head and gently supported it.

"Qin Feng, don't cry, Qin Feng, don't cry..."