After being transferred to this so-called propaganda unit, Yang Yichen never felt comfortable. He couldn't blame him for thinking about going out. However, if people from other troops knew the treatment of these master soldiers, they might have to make a mutiny or something. After all, Yang Yichen was also a person from ordinary training institutes. Compared with the basic cadre team, it is definitely a paradise.

But Yang Yichen didn't think so. Seeing the others being released after sentences, they happily left the perverted military living environment like South Korea and lived a normal life, but there was no news from Li Xuanxi, and no matter how they did, they were beaten by the others.

Although the result of harassing Li Xuanxi every day did not fulfill Yang Yichen's wish to leave here, he also changed his own laptop. In the days that followed, Yang Yichen almost returned to the state of not leaving the door before he was reborn and staying on the Internet every day. As for the fact that all the dormitories in the team were connected to the Internet because of his good start, it would only give the captain of 913 a headache. Anyway, his line would be constantly connected to the Internet.

He wasted the money of national taxpayers in the army. If all the service time was calculated, Yang Yichen had already exceeded the one-year period of public welfare military service in Li Xuanxi, and the two-year normal military service was about to expire. If Yang Yichen still expected Li Xuanxi to get himself out at this time, his real IQ would probably be several levels lower than Bush Jr. But at this time, he was like transferring himself out of the anti-terrorism team training base, and a stupid retirement notice was driven out of the army.

Standing outside the gate of the registered unit with a simple luggage, Yang Yichen felt that he was very much like the Forrest Gump in his writings at this moment. He also received a notice of retirement without any warning and then turned from a soldier to a civilian. In early spring, South Korea still maintains the deep winter weather, and with a little bit of cold spring breeze, it was too desolate. Even if the people released from the prison were welcomed by their families, why did he stand here alone now?

When taking the bus to the train station, Yang Yichen could only comfort himself. At least he had not missed a bus of two days and didn't have to stay here overnight. The only hotel in the nearby town is a famous black shop. In addition to the sons of powerful people, there are many ordinary people serving the base. After all, someone still needs to do the work, and the preparations must also be served by the men. Otherwise, can the different foods in the canteen be transformed out of thin air? This hotel is said to have a background of the 913 base chief, so as to be relatives, especially those who are in love with the miserable mandarin ducks, they have to bleed well. They can't come all the way and sleep in the wild? Compared with the normal hotel, the price is simply astronomical.

Although it's not too little money, Yang Yichen just doesn't want to generate income for black stores. It's of course the best thing to be able to take the bus on the same day.

There was only a camouflage-dressed soldier in the car, and seven or eight locals got on the car at about 5:00 p.m. After driving for a while, the sun turned into the sunset, dyeing most of the sky red. When the last ray of afterglow disappeared behind the mountain, the sky was completely dark. There were no city street lights, only the bus headlights illuminated the road ahead. Yang Yichen looked at the car window, and there were only the lights of the houses in the night, and in the mirror, he was looking at his reflection in the window, recalling this military career.

Although the memories of the Counter-Terrorism Forces are quite unbearable to look back on, it is still a meaningful day, but in the past six months, I have been spending time in this 913. Forget it, anyway, Yang Yichen is going to say goodbye to the army completely this time.

From the military service period to the end, the three-year time difference was a little. After being injured in October 1999, he served in three months of recruit training. He was transferred to the selection team in January 2000. After two and a half months of domestic selection, he stood out. In April 2000, the US military base completed the half-year high-intensity training and was eliminated. In November, he was transferred to the 913 unit in January 2001 and waited to die until he finished serving in April 2001. This is the service experience of Yang Yichen, who is currently "21 years old".

After connecting to the Internet in 913, we can clean up the mess we lost when we were "second-year" in the first place. The email address was almost filled with all kinds of affairs. He was completely thrown out by himself at that time. Although he had not tried much, the final decision-maker was Yang Yichen. Only his decision-making was the guarantee of various projects to avoid risks and make huge profits. Fortunately, after losing the wise command of the boss behind the scenes, many subordinates who were usually shrouded in the halo of the boss behind the scenes, often emerged. In addition to reducing possible losses, some could even continue to make profits. Even if they could not reach the money-grabbing state when Yang Yichen was leading, it could still make other companies jealous.

South Korea already had a very developed highway network at this time, which made Yang Yichen feel that South Korea is a small country. Although it was past 11 o'clock in the evening, it could be considered as returning home within one day.

Standing at the door of my house, looking through the yard gate, looking at the subtle changes in the yard, there was actually no change, but this familiar and ordinary environment usually makes me feel that I have been away from home for more than ten years and feel very intimate.

In addition to the lights in Li Xuanxi's study, the lights in the master bedroom are off. Grandma should be resting. I guess the two old men wouldn't have thought that they could rush home so soon.

I went over the wall and found a spare key from under the flower pot in the yard. The key was left by Yang Yichen himself, and Li Xuanxi and grandma didn't know it. When I entered the house, the furnishings in the room were exactly the same as three years ago.

"I'm back." Li Xuanxi heard the sound of opening the door and came out to see what was going on, and found that it was Yang Yichen who had secretly returned.

"Ah, yes, I'm back." Yang Yichen was a little surprised that Li Xuanxi's reaction was so dull when he saw him. It was not like an old man who hadn't seen a child for three years. After a while, he thought about it. Li Xuanxi always likes to pretend to be 13. He has long had a tacit understanding with him. What does it mean to be indifferent? If he really welcomes himself with his hands and feet, there is really a problem.

Grandma was also woken up. When she saw Yang Yichen, the child who was back, she wiped her tears and told Yang Yichen endlessly. She finally persuaded her excited grandma to go back to rest, leaving Yang Yichen and Li Xuanxi back to the study to continue talking at night with candles.

After talking about life in the army and everyone’s recent situation, after Li Xuanxi learned to communicate with him in the army, it was much more convenient, but after all, the face-to-face conversation was more clearer.

Yang Yichen knew from Li Xuanxi how much he had left the army. Anyway, the people Li Xuanxi contacted did not take good care of him because he happened to have a quarrel between hawks and conservatives in the army. Yang Yichen's cheap uncles and uncles in the army were busy fighting for the right to speak. The time period for Yang Yichen to get in was not much, but it was the most serious time when he entered the training team. So in order not to give people authority, when they were staring at the other party and revealing flaws to take advantage of the situation, Yang Yichen could only go to the place where he trained the people best. When the storm passed, Yang Yichen could only go to the place where he trained the people best.

Yichen is already in the United States. When he returned to South Korea, he was not very good at movable to the personnel of the anti-terrorism force. This is the result of the Ministry of National Defense investing a lot of manpower and material resources. Fortunately, one of Jin Inseok's comrades became the leader in charge of this area, and then he transferred the special forces personnel who were focused on it. In fact, he used the excuse of the intelligence department to use the excuse of seconding to bring Yang Yichen's fake identity into the top secret file. The reason why Yang Yichen had to stay in 913 for so long is because he had to wait for these behind-the-scenes operations to be completed before he could completely get rid of the fake Yang Yichen's identity and return to the real Yang Yichen.

Yang Yichen knew in 913 that he could retire safely and no longer had to hide in the army. Zheng Nankui's father was already an outdated politician, and he became a corruption thing that was swept into the corner of history. The money fell and the money scattered. As soon as his father's direct leader fell, they were surrounded by big trees and no protective umbrellas to shelter from the wind and rain. After being stared by the prosecutor for so many years, it was finally time to close the net. God had eyes. Zheng Nankui didn't know what was going on. He was targeted by the organ dealer. He was tied up a ticket two years ago, became a victim, and a kidney was dug out. As for who did it, I don't know. However, Yang Yichen felt that it was very likely Luo Taifeng. His father could occupy such a large share in the recycling of waste in places like Seoul. It was really unreasonable to say that without a black background.

However, Kim Ji-hoon and Luo Taifeng dropped out of school immediately. Yang Yichen only knew from Lee Hyun-seok that Luo Taifeng went back to be his little kid, and Kim Ji-hoon was directly recruited into college.

In the past three years, Yang Yichen had no feeling of time in 913, except for feeling that time had returned to normal, and he had no feeling in the rest of the time, because the high-intensity training had completely numbed his judgment and perception of time. By the time he reached the physical fitness of a special forces soldier and could accurately judge the length of time, he had returned to Korea. During the training, the life of a life that was like a year and a time of fighting for every second was only to wake up when he returned to Korea. It had been more than two years and almost three years.

From the moment Yang Yichen left the military camp, Yang Yichen of the Counter-Terrorism Force became an identity that would never be known in the top secret archives of the Intelligence Department. Yang Yichen became the student who had dropped out of school for three years and had not graduated from high school.

As Li Xuanxi chatted, he began to criticize Yang Yichen. Although he always mentioned on the phone and email that Yang Yichen did not care about the troubles caused to everyone, this was the first time in three years to curse people in person. The most passionate thing about cursing people was pointed at others' noses. So Yang Yichen could only squint his eyes and was spitting out by Li Xuanxi, and he couldn't even say anything back. It was because he was a second-rate man. There were obviously millions of ways to deal with Zheng Nankui in minutes, but Yang Yichen insisted on choosing this method of losing both sides. He was happy, but the trouble he brought to his friends and relatives was really considered.

Li Xuanxi reprimanded with his voice, and every sentence he spoke fully showed his toxic tongue skills. Yang Yichen was ashamed. If he hadn't been afraid of waking up his grandmother again, Yang Yichen would have felt even more uncomfortable.

When Li Xuanxi finished venting, it was already 3:30 in the morning. Fortunately, Li Xuanxi was so old and still had such energy and passion. He probably didn't scold Yang Yichen for too long. The accumulated resentment was finally vented, so he naturally had to speak up.

"What are your plans in the future?" Li Xuanxi took a sip of the completely cold tea, which made his mouth that was overclocked to cool down.

"I don't have any plans, I want to take a break first."

"Well, you can do whatever you want. You can stay at home for your grandma in the future. Don't cause trouble when you go out. Do you know if it's not!"

"Yes."

"Let's go to bed first, I'm sleepy too."|

"Oh." Yang Yichen couldn't help but curl his lips when he left the study. You, Li Xuanxi, knew you were sleepy.

When I returned to the room, my grandma knew that I would be back in the next few days, so I had to tidy up the bed and go to bed directly. It would be better for my grandma. Li Xuanxi knew how to curse people. Even if you were right, don’t hold me and let me go. This matter would probably be whispered by Li Xuanxi for the rest of my life.

Although I didn't want to sleep at all after the second half of the night, I still used the technique of forced sleep to drive myself into my dreams. This was learned from the instructors in the Delta. Otherwise, I would have to roll on the bed for more than ten minutes just by falling asleep. How could I take the time to rest during the battle? So this method of quickly entering deep sleep is definitely a necessary skill.

In less than half a minute, Yang Yichen zzzed...

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