"Don't think about hitting the drum with a heavy hammer just because you like him. That child is too shy and timid. He doesn't know how to make friends with his peers. He left home and his parents.

When he arrived in a completely unfamiliar place, he needed someone to care about him, new emotional sustenance, and a sense of security. If at that time, you, the instructor, had also held the thought of "I am doing this for his own good," and

If you deliberately indifference him, maybe he won't be able to bear it!"

Yang Liang was dumbfounded. He was really dumbfounded. He had heard people say since he was a child that only when he heard the bitter words could he become a master. But when he listened to Feng Yinglou's whispers and looked at his magnanimous eyes, he was stunned.

In his eyes, no longer willing to hide the grievance, he really understood what Fengyinglou wanted to say... He really didn't want this kind of suffering, this kind of master!

The Dragon King also understood Fengyinglou's plan. He stood beside Fengyinglou naturally without complaining. He looked at Yang Liang and suddenly said: "Boy, if you see our bodies after you come out, remember to avenge us."

ah!"

Looking into Fengyinglou's eyes, listening to the carefree instructions of the Dragon King, and recalling every sentence and word that Fengyinglou just said, Yang Liang finally slowly, slowly, slowly let go of what he thought was

In his entire life, he would never loosen his fingers and let several people work together to send him down the cliff. He just opened his eyes in a daze, staring at Fengying Tower and Dragon King, in his sight

They disappeared little by little, little by little, until their familiar figures could no longer be seen and their familiar voices could no longer be heard.

Looking at Li Fan and his group who were retreating back to the mountain after receiving the signal, the Dragon King suddenly handed something in front of Fengyinglou. Fengyinglou subconsciously took it and found out unexpectedly that it turned out to be a satellite phone.

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"Nonna is a veteran. She hides backup supplies everywhere in the mountainous area. This is her second phone," the Dragon King whispered: "I have already used it before climbing the mountain. If you still

If there is anyone you want to contact or if there is anything you want to say, please do it as soon as possible while there is still time."

Looking at the satellite phone with a long antenna that can directly communicate with any corner of the earth through satellite, Fengyinglou was really stunned.

At this time, due to confidentiality regulations, he could never call the school directly; he missed Hai Qingwu and Lei Hongfei, but he didn't even know how to contact these two important partners and lovers; no matter what

How many ideas does he have and how much does he want to say? In fact, he wants to fight, he can fight, and he can get through. There is only one place left, and that is... his home!

In fact, even so, he usually only has two opportunities to call home twice a year, and each time lasts...three minutes!

The call was connected.

But there was no answer on the other end of the phone. As the electronic synthesized sounds of "beep" and "beep" came from the other end of the phone, Feng Yinglou's heart sank again and again. His father Feng Yinglou's heart sank.

Hongwei, since he became the popular person next to Commander Lei, his work is probably more...

It turns out that he is several times busier, and of course his usual social activities should be more than several times more. It is normal for him to be away from home. As for his mother, she is also a soldier and a professional responsible for map surveying. She is often away from home for several months.

Of course it is more normal to be on the road and not at home.

No one answered the phone, which was normal, but Fengyinglou's hands were trembling slightly. Just when he was disappointed, and just when the phone was about to be cut off automatically because no one answered for a long time, the phone was suddenly taken away.

He got up, and a voice that Fengyinglou would never forget no matter how many years passed, with a touch of gentleness like sea water, gently entered Fengyinglou's ears: "Hello?"

Feng Yinglou's hands suddenly trembled uncontrollably. It was his mother. The one who answered the phone was him. Unknowingly, he had already passed his forty-eighth birthday, but he could not have sex with her and could only call twice a year.

The phone call is, it’s my mother who I haven’t seen again for nine years!

Time is limited. When Li Fan and the others withdraw, Feng Yinglou, as the captain, should hand over the phone to Li Fan and the others. He should take advantage of this time to say what he wants to say and what he has not said yet, to his

His mother confided, but when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.

What do you want Fengyinglou to say? Do you want him to say that he is about to die on the battlefield and he has no regrets and asks his mother to laugh for him?

That's... nonsense!!!

"Who are you?" Unable to hear Fengyinglou's reply, the mother's voice on the other end of the phone already showed a trace of confusion, but her voice suddenly rose: "Xiaolou!"

She used an affirmative tone, even though they had not seen each other for nine full years, even though the phone call time was only six minutes a year, and more than half of the time was rightfully occupied by her husband, even though Fengyinglou didn't say a word, even though Fengyinglou didn't say a word.

The phone signal was not very good, but just by listening to Fengyinglou's breathing and relying on the instinct of the blood connection between mother and child, she still determined Fengyinglou's identity in just a few seconds.

"Why didn't you call home during the National Day?" There was a hint of resentment in her mother's voice, but more of it was the purest tenderness and care of motherhood. "Your dad and I turned down all the calls."

We were socializing and stayed by the phone all day long. As a result, you, little rascal, have forgotten your parents before your wings have grown hard. In the future, if you start a family and marry a wife, why don’t you abandon us to Java?

Gone?!"

National Day?

Fengyinglou was counting the time silently in his heart, because during the festival, hadn't he already arrived in Afghanistan?

"But, if you can make a sudden phone call and give my mother a surprise, you still have a conscience. I have a lot of conscience, so I can barely forget your fault..."

Fengyinglou never heard an answer. The mother's excitement and happiness due to the sudden call from her son finally faded away a little, "What's wrong with you, Xiaolou? You haven't spoken a word?"

Feng Yinglou breathed softly. He wanted his voice to sound calmer when he spoke. Even if he might only have the last hour of his life left, he at least hoped that this phone call would bring a touch of happiness to his mother.

But how could Fengyinglou's voice, even the sound of breathing through his nose, reveal the emotion that could be hidden from the relatives who gave birth to him and raised him and loved him? His mother's voice suddenly became louder, "Xiaolou, are you sick?"

Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or have you been wronged in some way at school?"

At this point, my mother's voice paused for a moment, then continued: "If you are really wronged and can't stay any longer, come back. Or..."

I found that my son's attitude was really weird. As a mother, I had already told the worst case scenario, "It doesn't matter even if you get into big trouble, get punished, or even be expelled from school. You can go home early."

Well, my mother has been thinking that since my little building has been missing for so many years, I must have grown into a young man, and after serving as a soldier for so many years, I am very capable and capable. When I walk on the street, there may be beautiful women.

The child is secretly looking at you."

At this point, the mother even sighed softly, "Oh, it's a pity that girls nowadays use tissues instead. It's impossible for anyone to secretly throw a beautiful handkerchief in front of my son on purpose.

I picked up my capable son and returned it to her."

If she were allowed to keep talking, she would really keep talking until Fengyinglou gets married and has children.

Such gossip, such a tolerant and caring future outlook, may already be synonymous with nagging and tedious in the ears of normal families and normal children. They may very well throw their mother's care aside with a careless attitude.

In the back of his mind, he even turned a deaf ear, but listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Fengyinglou's body was trembling non-stop.

"Did you call me near the shooting range?" My mother, who had no idea what was going on, casually said, "The gunshots are quite noisy."

"mom……"

Fengyinglou finally spoke. He had obviously made so many preparations. He had repeatedly reminded himself that he must control his emotions. He had obviously received joint training from several top domestic psychologists. But when he finally spoke, everyone was shocked.

The tears are so big that I can no longer control them.

His eyes welled up, and when he said goodbye to his mother, he burst into tears. He allowed the weakness and grievances that a professional soldier should never show on the battlefield to be shown unreservedly in front of his mother, and he rushed
Chapter completed!