Chapter 35 Soldier’s Duty

Whether it was Coffman or Fengyinglou, they really didn't expect that the first person they rescued after opening the cage during their rescue operation was actually a woman. To be more specific, she was a British female reporter!

Facing the fully armed professional soldiers who suddenly rushed in, and facing the lights of several tactical flashlights falling on her face at the same time, she did not avoid it, she did not even blink her eyes, she just quietly raised her hands, and in front of her

In his right hand, he also holds a press card.

The Black Panther was still carefully confirming the identity of this woman, but Feng Yinglou had already walked over and gently pressed the weapons in the hands of others. Coffman and the others had stayed in Afghanistan for too long. They could not watch TV, had no Internet, and

Contact with the outside world was almost lost, but Fengyinglou blurted out her name without looking at the press pass in her hand: "Nonna?!"

Nona nodded gently. She made a cross on her chest in front of everyone, then clasped her hands together and whispered: "Our heavenly Father in heaven, may your name be hallowed."

.We thank and praise You. We acknowledge You as the Creator of the world and the universe, You are the One who is high, but You are also the God who loves us. Heavenly Father, thank You for your mercy..."

Listening to the female reporter's whispered prayer, Coffman couldn't help but frown slightly. When he and Fengyinglou walked side by side to the second cell, he glanced sideways at Fengyinglou and said: "How do I feel that you like it, even

Do you respect that woman a little bit?"

"Yes, I respect her." Fengyinglou did not hide his personal impressions of Nona at all, "Although she is not a soldier, she is a true warrior!"

There was a hint of surprise on Coffman's face. For elites like Fengyinglou who came out of the Fifth Special Forces, the instructors they came into contact with were all true combat heroes. The environment created their eyes.

She is above the top and never bothers to surrender to the enemy on the battlefield, but the female reporter named Nona actually gained the heartfelt respect of Fengyinglou and was even called a warrior by him.

But Coffman no longer had time to ask why, because at this time, they had already found the second cell. Through the cell door made of iron bars, they looked at the pictures in the second cell.

It was completely pale, leaving only a hollow and numb face. Coffman's breathing almost stopped at this time.

A dozen people huddled in a cell of less than 20 square meters. They had no blankets, no quilts, and no enough warm clothes. What they did have was a layer of straw spread in the cell. Listen.

When they arrived at Fengying Tower, they heard the sound of hurried footsteps and saw the flashing tactical flashlight beams. These people, who had been imprisoned for who knows how long, had no idea what was going on. They just continued to huddle in the straw with a look of confusion on their faces.

, raised his face.

When human beings suddenly encounter bright light in the dark, they will subconsciously raise their hands to cover their eyes. However, these people did not do this. They just sat there quietly and looked at them quietly. In fact, there was nothing at all.

The direction could not be seen clearly, and after more than twenty seconds, they slowly raised their right hands and placed them on their foreheads.

"Oh my God!"

Faced with all this, even Fengying Tower couldn't help but let out a low sigh in his heart. The speed of human nerve reflex is more than one hundred meters per second. It is because of this that when human beings face danger, their brains often have not had time to do anything.

Without judgment, humans will instinctively take self-protective actions.

But in front of these people, whose clothes were in tatters and exuding a foul smell, it took more than twenty seconds for them to take action to protect themselves when faced with the bright light shining directly on their faces.

When they finally raised their right hands to cover the light, what was revealed was that they were like mummies, with only skinny arms left.

Looking at those stiff and pale faces, looking at their eyes that were so empty that they could no longer find any brilliance, Coffman suddenly became completely obsessed. He stood there quietly, breathing softly.

, in fact, not only Koffman, but also the Black Panther and Scorpion around Fengying Tower, these veterans of the former Soviet Union, were completely obsessed. Their eyes fell on one of them, whose hair was already covered with a layer of gray.

On men, I don’t know when, faint tears have rolled in everyone’s eyes.

"Instructor, it turns out you are really not dead, it turns out you are really alive."

Listening to the murmur of Scorpion behind him, Fengyinglou's heart beat hard. The man who looked to be close to sixty years old, with his bare chest covered with scars from being tortured, turned out to be Ke

Fuman, the instructor of his group

!In fact, although the man looked dull and his reaction was also slow, he sat there quietly. The military mark that had been burned into the depths of his soul naturally gave him an indescribable feeling.

Pride and dignity.

Fengyinglou simply couldn't imagine that a soldier like him, who was so proud that he could face all ups and downs calmly, would choose to live humbly as a prisoner for so long after being captured by mistake. In fact, as long as

If he is willing, even if his limbs are cut off and even his tongue is dug out, he can use the method of autosuggestion to make himself instantly brain-dead!

"Andrew!"

Coffman's voice was very soft, as if he was scared to scare the people in the cell. He handed the bunch of keys he had snatched from the duty room to Andrew's hand, and pointed at the prisoner.

The man everyone called the instructor whispered: "Do you see clearly? That's your father. It's up to you to take him out with your own hands."

That man in his sixties was not only Coffman’s instructor, but also Andrew’s biological father?!

Looking at Andrew who was trembling all over and biting his lip with all his strength to keep from crying, Fengyinglou walked over and gently patted Andrew on the shoulder, transmitting his strength and warmth to Andrew bit by bit.

Marrying a wife and having children in their forties is a natural thing for professional soldiers who have devoted their lives to the cause of national defense. It is no wonder that Andrew's mother will eventually remarry someone else... there is an age difference.

It is quite difficult for a woman to be able to withstand eight long years of waiting for a marriage that is too old, has a huge gap in life experience and attitude towards life.

The key turned slightly, causing the lock spring to make a soft "click" sound. Andrew had to be careful and move forward step by step, because she really couldn't imagine that in this small space, if she

Without paying attention, if you step on someone else lying in the straw, you will directly break their bones.

Andrew has never met his father.

She had only seen her father's heroic figure in the photo album, and he was so energetic that he could hold on even if the sky fell; in her memory, in the story Coffman told, her father

He is the best commander who is full of confidence and pride, and is extremely stern. With just a slight cough, he can scare all the students into silence, and they are both respectful and afraid of him.

Just a cough can scare people like Coffman, scorpion, tiger, and crocodile like a mouse seeing a cat. With this impression, Andrew has let his thoughts go free again and again, and in his inner world, he has been scared again and again.

Once upon a time, he fills in the image of his father until he forms the most perfect picture.

But when she finally found her father who had been separated for sixteen years, and when her fingertips finally fell on her father's arm that was as dry and thin as firewood, the girl's most beautiful fantasy disappeared, but somehow...

The most mysterious, yet so real blood connection among them, stabbed Andrew's heart hard in an instant.

Looking at the man in front of her who looked more like a ghost than a human, feeling the tenacious vitality in his body, tears finally couldn't help but rush out of Andrew's eyes, and her lips trembled several times.

, and finally cried out sadly in a low voice: "Dad...!"

Listening to his daughter's cries close to his ears, feeling the heat from the big tears falling on his naked skin, Andrew's father still sat there quietly, his expression still dull,

But his eyes were slowly turning. Now he looked as if he was immersed in a nightmare that he would never wake up from again. He heard the call of his relatives far away, so he was struggling to recover.

He was awake, but he was on the verge of collapse, both mentally and physically, but he could not break free from the shackles of the dream.

At this moment, an extremely spicy liquid was suddenly poured from his mouth.

A sickly blush suddenly appeared on Andrew's father's face, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. Although he did not cough in the end, there was suddenly a glimmer of light in his eyes. He licked his lips slightly and whispered.

: "Vodka?"

"Yes, this is vodka, instructor, your favorite high-purity vodka."

He knew clearly that Andrew's father, with his current physical condition, should never be exposed to super strong liquor like vodka, but Coffman still poured the liquor from a silver flask into Andrew's father's drink again.

In the mouth.

While drinking, Andrew's father suddenly reached out and grabbed Coffman's wrist. Although his hand was as thin as a stick, the power coming from it made Coffman's eyes suddenly rise.

There was a glow of joy.

"That's enough. I don't want to die in the Afghan concentration camp, but instead die in my favorite drink of vodka."

God knows how long it has been since he spoke. His voice was as hoarse as the wind blowing across the iron sheet in the desert. It was astringent and had an indescribable tremor, but his words were coherent.

It’s so clear that there’s no doubt about it!

Looking at his father, his eyes suddenly revealed a chilling look. Andrew finally found the original shadow of his father in the man in front of him. The sad tears on her face continued to slide, and the happy smile continued.

, has bloomed on Andrew's face without hesitation.

Quietly watching the tragedy and comedy of the reunion between father and daughter, Fengyinglou felt nothing but respect in my heart at this time!

How could Fengyinglou, who had received strict psychological training, not see that Andrew's father had actually installed a spiritual lock deep in his heart?!

The Lock of the Soul is actually a kind of self-subconscious hypnosis. To give you the simplest example, before you go to bed, you must say in your heart twenty times seriously, I must wake up at four o'clock this morning, as long as

Your biological clock is not disordered. At four o'clock in the morning, you can naturally regain consciousness without any external force.

Specially trained professional agents, after being caught by the enemy, in order to cope with the harsh interrogation that is bound to follow, they can also subconsciously install a switch deep in their brains. Even if they really cannot face it.

Torture and interrogation targeting human psychological and physical weaknesses will eventually lead to mental breakdown, but once the external conditions meet the conditions for turning on the mental switch, they may regain consciousness like a thorn emerging from hibernation.

At least three of the top domestic psychology masters who teach Fengying Tower can do this. But... Fengying Tower has never heard of a person who dares to add an infinite amount of energy to the depths of his soul.

The lock!

Without the blood connection between father and daughter, and without Instructor Coffman’s pot of strong liquor, this man has been living in his own spiritual world for too long. For too long, it may be impossible for this man to regain his sobriety in this life.

I can only grow old and die as an idiot.

No matter why Andrew's father chose this path, a professional soldier who can make this choice is more worthy of respect than committing suicide directly!

Andrew's father glanced across the faces of everyone present. Although he was surprised by Fengyinglou's calmness and forbearance that was incompatible with his age, all his attention still fell on Coffman's face in the end.

"Who are you?!"

Coffman took off his military cap. He half-knelt in front of Andrew's father and whispered: "I am Xiaoman. Among the students you teach, the one who is the most disobedient, the most capable of getting into trouble, and the one who has been punished the most by you."

, I don’t know how many times I have secretly cursed you, and even secretly added the holy water from the church to the vodka you drank, hoping that in this way, you, the 'devil', will return from the human world to hell!"

A forty-year-old man, a bishop who could scare a group of people into terror with just a glare in a terrorist training camp, actually said "Xiaoman", which sounds really funny, but

Fengyinglou did not laugh, nor did everyone present.

At this moment, a dry and low-pitched cry suddenly came from next door to them. It was Scorpion who took the key from Andrew's hand and opened the door of the third cell. There were more than 100 prisoners in this concentration camp.

There are a dozen Soviet soldiers in front of me.
To be continued...