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143: Fanwai--Wolf Heart Like Iron, the new captain of the criminal police. The camouflage on the head of a warrior is trembling next to the man. He is asking the man with gestures, "Boss, do you want to act?"

The man is caught in a dilemma. If he is not a peacekeeper, he is not the commander of this operation, and he is not responsible for the success or failure of this mission or even the lives of hundreds of people, he must be the first to rush out. Help the dog play!

He wanted to save that woman more than anyone else, because she was not only his compatriot, but also his comrade-in-arms, and also his relative who grew up, his aunt in name.

Closing his eyes briefly, his thick short eyelashes were like steel needles stuck in his eyes, making him want to cry.

But when he opened it again, his eyes were as clear as before, and he gave his comrades a gesture of standby.

The terrible devastation ahead is still going on.

The woman is a soldier. Although she was restrained and humiliated, she did not scream like ordinary girls, but used her limited mobility to avoid struggling.

However, the opponents were all desperadoes, and the woman's white body aroused their animal desires. They played with women and laughed like jackals who had caught their prey.

The eyeballs of the soldiers were all bloodshot, especially the leading man. If his eyes could kill with his steel teeth, he would have smashed the other bastards to pieces.

Suddenly, the woman who had been silent all this time screamed. It turned out that a man on the other side took off his pants, and then pinched her chin to moles her.

The man's fingers were stuck in the mud, his black and white eyeballs were bloodshot, his whole body was shaking violently, and the hand that had been on the trigger suddenly tightened.

The comrades around him sensed his movements and realized what he was going to do. In a split second, almost instinctively, he stood up with the submachine gun in his hand, and fired wildly at the enemy.

"Da Zhen, you are crazy." The man shouted from the bottom of his heart. Soldiers who have experienced many battles understand that Da Zhen's approach is an attempt to attract the enemy's firepower.

In this operation, there were six peacekeeping special forces, but the opponent had 15, more than two-on-one. Originally, the sniper had an 80.00% chance of winning, but if they wanted to save the woman, the six of them would be exposed to the enemy's target. They are all desperadoes who have experienced long-term actual combat. They are equipped with sophisticated weapons and are familiar with the local terrain. Their survivability in the tropical rainforest is also higher than them. If they hide in the jungle, they will have no way to find them. The whole plan will even harm thousands of innocent villagers under their control.

As soldiers, of course they know the weight of one person versus a thousand people, but they can't just watch their comrades being ravaged by these beasts. He knew that the man was the commander, the center of the team, and he couldn't die easily, so he sacrificed himself.

The hot fire snake is the representative of hatred and anger. The sudden shooting disrupted the opponent's camp. Three of them were able to be shot and fell down. The bearded man who molested the woman was also shot in the ass.

The other party reacted quickly and responded immediately, using the body of the dead compatriot as a cover, all the firepower was aimed at Da Zhen's body, and the iron man was beaten into a sieve and fell into the swamp of a foreign country.

Blood and fire, roaring and crying, hot and humid forests, poisonous snakes spitting out letters, the pain of soft bodies cut by blunt knives...

"Big vibe, come back!" The roar almost broke through his throat, but he couldn't make a sound. Zheng Haonan grabbed the air with his hands and sat up.

Zheng Haonan wiped his face covered in cold sweat. He sat blankly for two minutes, got out of bed and walked barefoot to the bathroom, turned on the tap to wash his face with cold water, raised his head, and looked at the sharp-edged man in the mirror. For a moment, He doesn't know himself at all.

After grabbing the towel and wiping it in a hurry, he walked to the small bar in the living room, took a glass of the strongest rum, and drank it down with his head up.

He drank hurriedly and quickly, and the wine that he didn't have time to swallow flowed down the corner of his mouth onto his bare chest that heaved violently.

Wiping his chin with the back of his hand, he put down his wine glass and propped his hand on the bar, his tense body was at a 45-degree angle to the bar.

It took about half an hour for him to return to normal. He looked up at the clock on the wall and it was only 5:[-] in the morning, but he couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply went to the gym.

Standing on the treadmill, Zheng Haonan grumbled. It has been many years since he had this dream. After being discharged from the army for so many years, he thought he had come out of the shadows. His emotions were not much different from those at that time, and he knew that he would not be able to escape this hurdle in his life.

At 06:30 in the morning, Zheng Haonan brushed his teeth and washed his face, put on jeans and a T-shirt, and went out to look for food.

He hesitated for a moment at the door of the cooked breakfast shop in the community, but he didn't go in and drove to a place quite far away.

This is a private restaurant that does not serve breakfast, and it is very far away from his home and his work place.

He drove the car to the back door of the hotel, knocked, and a plump woman came out.

I was surprised to see the woman Zheng Haonan, "Haonan, what are you doing here early in the morning?"

Zheng Haonan looked inside, "It's okay, I'll just see if Xiaofeng has gone to school?"

"Come in, you haven't eaten yet, I just made it, Xiaofeng called out last night to eat wonton stew, stuffed with shepherd's purse, you are lucky."

Zheng Haonan is not a person who buys gifts, but he never comes here empty-handed, handing over dew-stained flowers.

The woman smiled, "It's so fresh, you won't climb the wall of the park to steal it again?"

Zheng Haonan smiled, "How can I do that, I picked it from the side of the road."

The woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It turns out that there is a difference between this and your stealing by climbing the wall."

Zheng Haonan scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

This woman's name is Sang Xue, and she is the wife of his comrade-in-arms Dazhen. In front of her, Zheng Haonan feels that he will always be like someone who owes her a lot of money, and dare not look her in the eye.

Sang Xue's son Xiaofeng is in the second grade this year. He is very happy to see Zheng Haonan. He hugs Zheng Haonan and calls his uncle to let him teach him to swim. Every time Zheng Haonan has the illusion that this is his son, and Yoyo is A little friend.

After eating a hot breakfast at someone's house, Zheng Haonan looked at it and it was already past 8 o'clock, but he was not afraid of being late, anyway, he was the biggest in the game.

Before leaving, Sang Xue called to him, "Haonan, come over for dinner in a few days."

"Huh?" Just as he was about to ask a question, Zheng Haonan stopped again. It will be Dazhen's birthday in a few days. After his death, Sang Xue didn't celebrate him on the memorial day, but only celebrated his birthday. He treated him as if he was still in peacekeeping abroad. Although he couldn't come back, it was his birthday. His wife and children all look at his photo, cut cakes and eat longevity noodles.

Sang Xue is a very strong woman. Back when Zheng Haonan brought Da Zhen's ashes back to China, he didn't dare to go to the door to tell her, but Sang Xue seemed to feel something and sent him a text message, "Dawei Zheng, Da Zhen hasn't been in touch for a long time I'm sorry, did something happen to him? Tell me quickly if something happens, and I'll be ready, child... the old man... we are not afraid. "

Looking at this text message, Zheng Haonan, who has been silent since Dazhen's death like a puppet, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

He still has Dazhen's suicide note in his arms, and he himself has the suicide note, which he has written many times, and he has to write it every time he goes out to perform dangerous missions, but he never thought that it would be handed over to his relatives.

Dazhen's suicide note reads, "Xiaoxue, you have been wronged by marrying me as a soldier. If I die, you can take the child and find a good man to marry. I have already agreed with my parents about the house and money. I will give it all to you, just as my dowry. I have never treated you well after marriage. I have not spoiled you like a daughter like the oath before marriage. I just spoil you one last time. With money by my side, you and your children will also love you. not to be discriminated against…”

When Sang Xue couldn't hold the suicide note in her hand and floated on the ground, Zheng Haonan saw that many words were soaked in tears, and Zheng Haonan had to use his imagination to piece together difficult sentences.

It's really hard, what's harder to say than I'm going to die and leave you?

Zheng Haonan was in a bad mood, he walked into the office unsteadily, and the phone rang as soon as he sat down.

He looked at the phone in a daze for 20 seconds before picking it up, and lazily said hello.

"Zheng Haonan, did you just wake up?"

This fiery tone made it clear that it was the director of the Public Security Department. Zuo Ranchen was not afraid of him, "Xiang Ting, if you are not satisfied, I will find someone to take over. The ass I made on this chair has grown hair."

"Don't worry about it, kid. Just stay with me. Today I will send a big elite to your criminal police team. Listen, he is a big elite. I will be the captain of the criminal police in the future. You don't need to work part-time."

"A big elite? It's fine if you don't like a big idiot. Say, when will that person take office?"

"People have already gone to your place to report, why, you didn't see it?"

Zheng Haonan asked outside, "Is the new captain of the criminal police here?"

His little special agent hurriedly said: "Director Zheng, people are here. There was a homicide on Zhengyang Street. Now the new captain has gone to the scene of the crime."

Zheng Haonan lit a cigarette, and while he was biting the cigarette, he was a bit slurred, "He's quite dedicated. Well, don't worry, Xiangtang, the elite will definitely offer you a stick of incense sooner or later when I'm here."

He hung up the phone before he could scold the hall. After smoking a cigarette, he felt that his stomach was full, and he might want to digest too much. He stood up and walked out of the office.

Little Secret Service followed immediately, "Director Zheng, where are you going?"

"Driving, but we went to the scene of the crime to have a look."