Great Power Fighting Falcon

The sky was bright and clear, and Xixianchang Station was as quiet as most mornings in the past, with only the scent of flowers and no chirping of birds. The whitish east side, the early autumn fog, the bare flagpole on the highest point of the station, and the quiet camp area all seemed like a deserted land.

Fang Chenghe stepped on the wake-up call and came to Room 201 of the Fourth Regiment Cadre Apartment and knocked on the door.

At the same time, the camp suddenly woke up, and the muster whistles sounded one after another, followed by the sound of the troops gathering and shouting their numbers, injecting the vitality they deserve into the West County Station on this ordinary morning in early autumn in the South.

The door opened, and Li Zhan stood there with sunken eyes and red eyes. The strong smell of smoke and alcohol hit his face. He looked past Li Zhan and looked into the small living room. There were a large number of canned beer bottles scattered on the coffee table, and peanut shells were scattered all over the floor.

If the Military Affairs Section investigates this place, it will get the most appalling illegal drinking case of the year.

"You haven't slept all night?" Fang Chenghe asked, looking at Li Zhan with sunken eyes, as if there was no evidence of disciplinary violations in the room.

Does it make sense to arrest him for violating discipline?

I just drank and smoked, what happened? ? ?

The Second Division felt guilty about Li Zhan, at least Fang Chenghe thought so.

Li Zhan didn't say anything, nor did he salute and say hello in accordance with internal affairs regulations. Instead, he turned back and sat down on the single sofa where he had been sitting all night.

He walked in and walked to the window facing the door and opened the window. The sound of troops gathering for morning exercises and shouting numbers could be heard more clearly, and loud military songs could be heard at any time. Fang Chenghe stood by the window, waiting for the fresh morning air to come in, and said, "You did something wrong and you deserve to be punished. Besides, I just transferred you from the Second Division. The division will not punish you, and you will get the credit. I'll repay you. It's not your style to give up on yourself."

Li Zhan lit a cigarette and smoked heavily.

"I picked you up from the North District Flight Training Base. If you transfer me, I'll send you away."

Fang Chenghe sighed slightly, walked over, took Li Zhan's water glass, poured warm water into it, sat down opposite Li Zhan, and handed it over.

Li Zhan took it in his hand.

"I talked to your master on the phone last night," Fang Chenghe said.

Li Zhan's expression changed somewhat.

Fang Chenghe said, "He agrees with the division commander's decision and also believes that you should learn a lesson."

"My master also thinks I should be transferred from the Second Division?" Li Zhan finally spoke, his voice hoarse, dry and ragged.

"Yes, but he also expressed great dissatisfaction with the division commander and me, thinking that we as leaders failed to manage you well." Fang Chenghe said in a deep voice, paused, and continued, "What he is worried about is that you haven't fully learned from it yet. Come out of the past."

Li Zhan said, "I'm fine. I walked out a long time ago. You can see it."

Fang Chenghe shook his head slightly, "This is the best, so you have to reflect on it. Is there really no more appropriate way to deal with Ying Wanjun? I don't think so. In the final analysis, it is your savior concept that is causing trouble. You are a soldier, I am also a soldier. I cannot do things according to my temper. I must always remember to be organized. Li Zhan, don’t let good things turn into bad things.”

Li Zhan was silent.

No matter whether Qi Hong or Fang Chenghe talks more, Li Zhan will not really attract attention. It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine how high-spirited he is. The truth is so simple, if you want him to be convinced, then you have to be better than him. You can't even fly a plane like him. How can he convince the public if he doesn't have pressure and a little self-awareness as a leader?

Only his master Liu Guojian can completely suppress him.

How proud must he be, otherwise he would do something like this? Otherwise, would you think that even if there is a problem, Shili will understand and solve it for him? Unfortunately, he was completely wrong.

"It will be good for you to leave for a while and live a relatively quiet life. Li Zhan, please believe me no matter what. After all, I have come through these years, and you at least believe in my experience." Fang Chenghe said sincerely, " The second division is too special and not suitable for you."

"In this case, why transfer me here? I should be in Beikong." Li Zhan was still full of resentment.

Fang Chenghe said seriously, "Li Zhan, any transfer of cadres is an organizational decision. You are a member of the Air Force talent pool. Do you really think the division commander and I have the ability to transfer you across regions to the second division? In the final analysis, it is the instruction of the air force commander. , it’s also difficult for teachers and teachers to do it.”

Li Zhan was silent.

After a long time, Fang Chenghe said, "Pack your things and set off on time at eight o'clock. I will personally take you to Lan Kong. Don't go anywhere. Someone will bring you breakfast."

"We still treat them differently, right?" Li Zhan snorted and laughed, quite self-deprecatingly.

Fang Chenghe asked back, "Throwing a farewell party for you? How honorable do you think it is?"

"I can't leave in despair."

"I promise to let you leave Xi County in glory."

Smoking heavily, Li Zhan put out the cigarette butt and stood up to go back to the bedroom. Thirty seconds later, he walked out carrying a huge military backpack. He had already packed it up. It only took him five minutes to pack up his personal belongings when he came back from the division headquarters building yesterday. Just as when I arrived, nothing more and nothing less.

He was such a proud person, and he had to leave gracefully, taking nothing with him, but leaving behind the legend of his brother.

Fang Chenghe really didn't go anywhere. He just stayed here with Li Zhan, waiting for the orderly to bring breakfast. He had breakfast with Li Zhan, and then his driver came over and carried a huge military backpack for Li Zhan. Go downstairs and load it into the trunk of the camouflage Cheetah.

Before getting in the car, Li Zhan turned around and took one last serious look at the dilapidated cadre apartment where he had only lived for nine months. To him, the place was becoming a heritage site.

The camouflage cheetah started to drive out of the cadres' apartment compound and turned right. He happened to meet the troops returning from the exercise. Li Zhan turned his head and looked over, looking for familiar faces among the troops running neatly. Nie Jianfeng, Tang Leilei, Lou Yiwang, and Niu Yaoyang thought of Chen Fei, and the profile scene on the side of the division commander's office yesterday was deeply imprinted in Li Zhan's mind.

Goodbye brothers.

Li Zhan watched the familiar camp gradually disappear behind him, and finally couldn't bear the pain of being cut apart. He gritted his teeth and tried to hold back the tears that were pouring down.

It is unlikely that he will have the opportunity to return here again, and even if he has the opportunity, it is unlikely that he will have the opportunity to see several familiar comrades again. Revolutionary soldiers are like bricks that can be moved wherever needed. To the extent that it is straightforward, there are many examples of never meeting each other. Even if you clearly know the unit where the other person serves, but due to strict discipline, it is always harder to meet him than to go to heaven.

The high school teacher once said: Once you leave this door, if you want to come in again, you will have to do it in the next life. It means you can't turn back time and cherish everything you have now.

Most of the students who listened to this sentence achieved academic success, and some achieved great academic achievements. Most of the students who did not listen to this sentence became bosses, realizing the ideal "arranged" by the primary school Chinese teacher - Bringing business to the United Nations is like planting a tree to the United Nations.

The camouflage cheetah galloped past the gate of the machinery factory. Li Zhan didn't even get to go home to see it before leaving, and he wasn't allowed to make phone calls. Loyalty and filial piety cannot have both. If you choose a life of military service, you are destined to owe your parents.

Running eastward for more than 30 kilometers on the still-empty road, the camouflaged cheetah drove directly from the work vehicle entrance and exit into the flight area of ​​Gangcheng International Airport.

With as many as 500 flights taking off and landing every day and up to 50,000 passengers a day, the Hong Kong City International Airport is already busy. Passengers board the plane along the long plank road, and the luggage trailer pulls its long tail under the cargo hatch. , the transport belt sends the passenger's luggage into the luggage compartment. The maintenance personnel are holding various devices to check the status of the aircraft, and the crew is making final preparations before flight.

Led by the airport guidance vehicle, the camouflaged Cheetah drove to the farthest open-air parking area and stopped next to a Legacy 500 produced by Embraer. The deputy director of the airport branch stood waiting beside the engine room of the police car. When he saw Fang Chenghe get out of the car, he stood at attention and saluted.

No one spoke.

Fang Chenghe led Li Zhan over, stood in front of the engine room of the police car, and said, "I thought of Lan Kong before giving it to you, but it would cause trouble for the local comrades, so I'll give it to you here in advance."

As he spoke, he took out a pistol from his briefcase and handed it to Li Zhan.

Li Zhan was stunned, stroking the familiar lines on the gun body, and looked at Fang Chenghe in disbelief, "This is, this is my old gun!"

"That's right, I'll help you apply and get it back, and you'll have to carry it with you from now on. It's awkward to be a soldier without a gun, right?" Fang Chenghe said with a smile.

Li Zhan stared at Fang Chenghe and solemnly saluted. This affection is an unexpected surprise.

"The gun was handed over to the local police comrades, and they were inspected and completed before boarding the plane." Fang Chenghe said.

This is why the deputy director on duty of the Airport Branch is here.

The deputy director on duty took the gun respectfully, checked it very carefully with the oilcloth spread on the engine compartment cover, and confirmed that there were no bullets in the magazine. Finally, he respectfully returned it to Li Zhan and asked Fang Chenghe Salute, "Chief! You can board the plane!"

"Thanks."

Fang Chenghe took Li Zhan aboard the Legacy 500 medium-sized business jet.

This official plane is directly under the Military Transportation Department of the headquarters, and its number is listed under United Airlines, but its daily management belongs to the Second Division. The crew establishment is all from the Second Division. It is a commuter aircraft for senior generals stationed in the port city. Business trips require long-distance flights. They all use this official plane.

Of course, Fang Chenghe was not qualified to fly on official planes. However, the daily management of the aircraft was from the Second Division, and even the crew were from the Second Division. "Private use of public equipment" was not a big problem.

Li Zhan knew in his heart that this was another move by the Second Division to express apology to him. It is not easy to achieve this step, and Li Zhan can deeply feel it no matter how hard he thinks about it.

Taking him to Lan Kong in person and taking a special plane was the reason why Fang Chenghe promised to let Li Zhan leave in glory.

The interior is not luxurious, just like the army leader's office, everything is practical. There are about a dozen aviation seats, and the space of each seat is slightly more spacious than the first class cabin of a civil airliner. The conference table is the only difference. The leaders can use the time of air maneuvers to study and discuss military affairs.

More often than not, the passengers on this official plane are several generals riding at the same time. Under special circumstances, Li Zhan, a small cadre, enjoys super-chief treatment, and he has the huge cabin to himself.

The political commissar sent it in person and asked for the gun he had used. He took a private plane and the three gifts presented by the Second Division represented Li Zhan's meritorious service during his service in the Second Division.

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