"mom!"

"Um!"

"mom!"

"Um!"

"mom!"

"Um!"

…

Feng Yinglou really had a lot to say, but at this moment, his throat seemed to be full of things. He could only keep shouting, stupidly, again and again that he would be the first person after he was born.

I learned a sentence. And my mother, who was thousands of miles away, also responded time and time again, taking the trouble to respond.

Repeat, repeat, repeat, until the tears on Fengyinglou's face are dried little by little by the wind blowing from distant Siberia, until Fengyinglou straightens his waist little by little. However, the tears have already

Unknowingly, it was dripping all over her mother's face, and her fingers holding the phone were turning blue and white due to excessive exertion.

"Xiaolou!" Mother suddenly spoke, "Promise Mom, if one day you have to go out on a military mission and are really forced into a desperate situation, never think about trying to be a hero. If you really can't do it, even if it is...

"

At this point, the mother's voice suddenly stopped, but the unspeakable panic and uneasiness caused by the heart-to-heart connection between mother and son still made her release her weakness and worries completely and without reservation, "Even... to the enemy...

It’s okay to hand over your gun and surrender!”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Before Fengyinglou could answer, his mother's apology, mother's worry, and mother's panic had already reached his ears so clearly through the radio waves: "Mom doesn't want any military medals, and I never wanted you to become a military medalist."

A hero that everyone admires, my mother just wants my little building, where I can live a carefree life like a normal child. Let me watch you grow up day by day, become more sensible day by day, until you can rely on your own

It is enough for my mother to have the strength to live on!"

Feng Yinglou was smiling, and new tears were once again stained on his face that had finally been dried by the wind.

In order for him to continue to live, his mother would rather he surrender to the enemy on the battlefield, rather than him becoming the most shameless betrayer of everyone in the army. As an active soldier, it is certainly enough to say such a thing

Let some moral defenders jump up as if someone has stepped on their tails, gesticulate, and speak out one impassioned crusade after another to express their nobility and power and their unyielding determination.

However, despite everything going on in heaven and earth, and despite being criticized by thousands of people, his mother still warned him like this.

No matter how time passes, no matter what kind of training he has received, what extraordinary achievements he has had, no matter what kind of existence he has become in the eyes of the people around him, in the eyes of his mother, he will always be the child.

A child with an innocent look on his face who can happily drink with a murderer for a glass of yogurt mixed with beer!

"Beep..."

There was an electronic beep on the phone, and Fengyinglou didn't know how to reply to his mother's instructions. At this time, he didn't even know what words to use to make his mother, who had begun to sob softly, stop on the other end of the phone.

There were tears on his face, so he could only gently cut off the communication this time.

The Dragon King, who was standing quietly beside Fengying Tower, suddenly asked softly: "Do you regret it?"

regret?!

After thinking about this word in his mouth, Fengyinglou raised his head slightly. If he hadn't persisted in pursuing them desperately, if he hadn't insisted on attacking this mountain even though he knew nothing could be done, at least they could have returned to China alive.

, because you are treated like a hero, right?

Did he... regret it?!

Facing the Dragon King's question, Fengyinglou shook his head.

"When I was very young, I read a very interesting article. The author of this article once lived in a developed country in the West for several years. His article was about his time abroad.

A small thing that I experienced in life."

The Dragon King didn't know why Fengyinglou suddenly told him a story at this time, but he didn't speak and just listened quietly.

"The origin of the story is very simple. There was a wife who kept a very ferocious wolfdog at home. It often jumped out of the house to scare passers-by. One time it suddenly went crazy and jumped out to bite one and tease it. It teased it so much

The little girl got angry, but two policemen happened to be passing by. In order to save the little girl, they shot and killed the wolfdog on the spot.

The lady reported the two policemen directly to the mayor, saying that the dog was one of her closest family members. Not only was she angry, but she was shot dead on the spot by two patrolmen.

She aimed at it cruelly and fired six bullets in a row. She believed that such a cruel and vicious person was not qualified to be the patron saint of citizens!"

Fengyinglou has been reading this story for probably more than ten years. At that time, he was carrying a dictionary and read the contents bit by bit. But today, he can still retell the contents so clearly, "In the beginning

, the author who wrote this article did not take this news seriously at all. In his eyes, the wolf dog would bite the little girl to death. The patrolman opened

Shooting it to death on the spot was a matter of course, and there was no need to pursue it further. As a result, the next day, he was surprised to find that people from the Animal Protection Association came forward to call on everyone to sit in front of the city office building and demand

The mayor severely punished two thugs who could fire six consecutive bullets at a hunting dog that usually protects its owner."

When the Dragon King heard this, he couldn't help but gasped: "Now, those two patrolmen are going to be in bad luck, right?"

Feng Yinglou shook his head lightly, "Faced with the one-sided public opinion, the city police department finally started to fight back. They published a large number of records about the wolf dog raised by the wife, which barked and terrorized passers-by until neighbors or passers-by complained.

Used to prove that if the two patrolmen did not kill the target on the spot, the little girl would

The possibility of being bitten alive. Most importantly, they produced a forensic autopsy report to prove that although three of the six rounds of bullets directly hit the dog's head, the caliber of the pistol they were equipped with was too small.

, lack of firepower, six bullets, the only one that is truly fatal is the last shot!"

"By this time, the lady's cries and her vivid speech describing how loyal and obedient the dog was were no longer able to attract everyone's attention. Almost everyone was asking why the police were equipped with

A pistol, at close range, requires six bullets to kill a dog. What on earth are their taxpayers' money used for? The police's equipment is so poor. How can they protect innocent people once they face thugs?

Citizens! And the public protest turned into a demonstration."

By the time the dog's story was told, the Dragon King had already widened his eyes and blurted out: "Is it so exaggerated?!"

Fengyinglou lightly shrugged noncommittally and said calmly: "In the end, the mayor personally held a press conference to announce the city's financial items and prove to all citizens that they did not waste taxpayers' money. The most important thing is that two weeks later, the city's

The police have replaced themselves with new police pistols with larger caliber and more powerful firepower.

The director of the police bureau even invited reporters to proudly demonstrate the power of the new pistol to them, showing that they have a stronger deterrence in the face of possible thugs. Money was spent, guns were bought, dogs were buried, and finances

It was made public, the marchers dispersed, and everyone was tossing each other around, so everyone was happy."

At this point, the story is over.

"Although the author who wrote this story did not express his attitude clearly, his words conveyed the feeling that 'these people are full of food and are just looking for trouble.' There was even a bit of disapproval.

Ironic." Fengyinglou glanced at the thoughtful Dragon King and said, "What do you think?"

The Dragon King was thinking about it. The story that started when a dog was shot to death was indeed twists and turns. It seemed that it was just looking for trouble. But for some reason, deep in his heart, he felt that the author did not take it seriously.

, is not necessarily correct.

"This is actually a manifestation of the cultural differences between China and the West."

Feng Yinglou said calmly: "Western countries like to take precautions to prevent problems before they happen, but our Chinese cultural traditions and attitude towards doing things have created our habit of making remedial measures afterwards. It takes two policemen to fire six shots to kill a dog. The power of weapons

Serious deficiencies, they can discover their own deficiencies through this matter and directly carry out

Improvement. But in our country, once the dog is dead and buried, it's over. It won't cause any splash at all. Only when thugs really appear. In actual combat, even a few shots can't kill the target. The other party has to fight back and die.

Only a few hostages and a few dead police officers will attract attention and make the government departments really take action."

"I'm not a doctor. I can't let more people understand that they should go to the hospital regularly for physical examinations and use 'preventive medicine' instead of the 'curative medicine' we are used to. I am not a staff member of the Quality Supervision Bureau, so I don't know what should be done."

What can we do to stop those crappy projects before they even begin, instead of waiting for high-rise buildings to collapse and bridges to break before someone takes responsibility?"

Fengyinglou faced the direction of his motherland and gently opened his arms. He seemed to use this action to take the mountains, water, and sky there into his arms. "I don't have anything.

I have lofty ideals, let alone have the sentiments of a saint, and I am also very afraid of death. But I really don’t understand, do I have to go to

Terrorists have penetrated everywhere and put bombs around us, forcing my relatives and friends to suffer, cry, and pay an irreparable price. Even when they can occupy the mountains as kings and draw boundaries, we, the

Will professional soldiers who call themselves the defenders of the Republic enter the battlefield and fight the enemy vigorously?"

"When that time comes, how many people will die in our country as a whole, and what a painful price will we pay?"

Fengyinglou suddenly turned his head, glared at the Dragon King, and shouted loudly: "And how can we guarantee that among these 'necessary' sacrifices, there will not be our lover, the mother we care about most, or the mother we care about most?

Our father who is the most stern but who pours their care and hope into us without any reservation?"

The Dragon King's eyes fell on the collapsed cave.

If the man who set himself on fire and died inside was really the leader of the organization, even his followers could still use the videos they had already taken to perpetuate the myth of the leader of the organization. But without the leader of the organization, al-Qaeda would no longer exist.

It is impossible to regain its original strength. However, it has always received strong support from the leaders of the organization. In the past ten years, its activities have become more and more arrogant.

, the East Turkestan terrorist organization that thinks about splitting China every day will lose its greatest foreign aid. The group of East Turkestan terrorists who clamor to build a country by force, whether they are unwilling or unwilling, will inevitably enter the country with the death of the leader of the organization.

A rather long dormant period. Under pressure, they may even declare to the outside world that they are breaking away from Al Qaeda!

Feng Yinglou said so much, and even told the Dragon King a story he saw ten years ago. He put all this together, integrated it, and simplified it into the last sentence, which was probably: "For the person I love.

, and the people who love me, I...have no regrets!"

"What about you?" Fengyinglou asked, "Don't you regret it later?"

"Me?" The Dragon King stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, and suddenly said: "When I was eleven years old, I did something that could be said to be shocking at the time."

"oh?"

Feng Yinglou raised his eyebrows slightly, with a curious expression on his face. With the fierceness shown by the Dragon King, his feat of "shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods" must not be underestimated.
To be continued...