Age of the Mist

Chapter 821 The old monitor is our dear big brother

Pat, clack, in a long corridor, several people were walking fast, all wearing military uniforms.

The leader was a young man, about 24 or [-] years old, tall, handsome, and extraordinary in appearance.His face has some small curves like fresh meat, so that it still looks a little cute.But the aura of the whole person is as straight as a javelin and as violent as a storm.

Coupled with his two long legs that are constantly swinging, he is exactly the kind of heroic and handsome guy that young girls like most.

And he's no ordinary handsome guy.

He wears an armband on his left arm and a rank on his shoulder identifying him as a captain.

Now, anger was suppressed on his handsome face, so that a young man who was following him did not dare to vent his anger.

The young man could only follow lightly, while smiling wryly and whispering, "Company commander, I was wrong..."

"Don't tell me that, go tell the old squad leader!" The handsome young man in front of him finally broke out in a thunderous rage: "Do you still have something in your heart? Do you know who the old squad leader is? There is a treasure, the old squad leader is the treasure of our company, you kid still dare to find trouble? Looking back, I can't beat you to death!"

The young man smiled, feeling guilty in his heart.

Why doesn't he himself know the importance of the old squad leader?
That is the man who came out of Dongfeng Company, known as "Hanging Sword, Going Forward", "The Last Company of Heroes of the Airborne Forces".

The old squad leader is the sergeant chief of the company. So far, the army has won six individual first-class merits, six collective first-class merits, and countless other merits. He has the title of super combat hero.If you attend in formal attire, there are so many meritorious medals on your chest that you can't even hang them.

And those meritorious medals and medals were all made by the old squad leader with iron bones!
The deeds of the old squad leader are well-known not only in their company, but also in the entire division and even the entire Chinese People's Liberation Army.

Just because that man really doesn't look like a legendary hero.

He ate, lived, and lived with ordinary soldiers, without any special treatment at all, and without any conditions for food and clothing.Waking up early to clean the compound, going to bed late to wipe equipment, washing socks, buttoning feet, snoring and grinding teeth, and then using the strictest standards to treat everyone including himself equally, just like a most ordinary old monitor.

Thinking of this, the young man felt even more guilty, and couldn't help but walk three minutes faster.

Soon, the handsome man came to the place, pushed open the door first, grabbed the trouble-maker by his collar and slipped him into the house.

In the room, a man was lying on a hospital bed with an oxygen mask on his face.

The man must be very tall, because the quilt can't cover his ankles.But because of the oxygen mask, he couldn't see his face clearly, only a head of gray hair.

The young man looked at the man on the hospital bed, his eyes flashed with pain, and then he patted the back of the big soldier: "Say!"

Datou Bing stepped forward at a loss: "Squad leader, I shouldn't provoke you..."

The man on the hospital bed tried to sit up a little bit, looked at the big soldier who just waved his hands, and subconsciously glanced at the handsome young man.

The handsome young man immediately understood that the old squad leader didn't hear it, so he yelled at the big soldier: "The voice is so low, the old squad leader can't hear you! The old squad leader is our respected and beloved big brother, and you don't know that he is hard of hearing. Hurt, if he can’t hear, he can’t hear! You want to apologize for being so quiet? Do it all over again!”

"Yes----!!!" Datoubing stood at attention, blushing and shouting loudly: "Squad leader--!! I'm sorry--!!!"

The man on the hospital bed heard it this time and quickly waved his hand.He coughed twice, and then he spoke in a hoarse and difficult voice, full of gunpowder smoke: "It's okay, don't be lazy in training in the future, Da Liu, and you can't relax your requirements just because the gravity here is small. Sweat more in normal times, less in wartime." Bleeding...cough cough cough..."

"Yes!!" Seeing the old squad leader coughing hard, Liu's eyes were red, and he shouted loudly: "I must train hard!!"

"Okay, okay, don't yell too loudly, it will affect the hearing recovery of the old squad leader." The handsome captain behind stepped forward, looked at the man on the hospital bed and said, "Old squad leader, is there nothing else?"

The man waved his hand quickly: "It's okay."

The handsome young man nodded, his body relaxed, and the air pressure suddenly eased.

The man on the hospital bed said with difficulty: "Company commander, I will return to the company after I rest."

Unexpectedly, the expression of the handsome company commander suddenly became strange: "Go back to the company? That's not okay. Come!"

Wow, three big soldiers came in from the door, all from the same company, surrounded the hospital bed with Liu just now, with smiling expressions on their faces.

The man on the hospital bed asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

Before he could say another word, the four big soldiers moved together and pinned down the man's arms and legs on the hospital bed.

The old squad leader immediately changed his expression: "What are you doing?"

The four soldiers threw up the pot one after another:
"Old squad leader, don't blame me."

"Don't struggle! No matter how hard you struggle, the wound will be broken!"

"We can't do anything about the company commander's order."

"That's right, it's all about the company commander, if you want to beat him up, beat him up!"

The old squad leader raised his head vigorously, stared at the company commander and shouted: "What's going on?"

"Don't blame me. Didn't you see that I even wore the armband? This is a medical mission - the division has an order to escort Sergeant Shi to recuperate on the Qianjin." Push away!"

With a whoosh, the four big-headed soldiers pushed the hospital bed with wheels up into the air, and rushed forward along the corridor.

"Convalescing? Why recuperate? I don't recuperate, I want to go back to the company!" The old squad leader struggled, but his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't break free from the restraint of these young men.

He glared at the soldier holding his left hand: "Da Liu, why don't you let me go?"

Da Liu said with a hippie smile: "Old squad leader, don't rush at me if you have a temper. The order is issued by the division. If you have any opinions, you should go to Political Commissar Li."

"I, I—" The old squad leader stared, then raised his head suddenly and shouted at the company commander at the end of the bed: "Zhihao, I haven't got anything—"

A small bundle was immediately placed on the hospital bed, and the handsome company commander smiled: "It's all packed, don't worry, I packed it myself, let's go."

(End of this chapter)