Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

In the training ground, Chen Jun chatted with his wife, strolled hand in hand, and talked about future plans for the hacker base.

In the dormitory, Tian Guo gently pushed the food in front of the instructor, with an embarrassed expression: "Instructor Zhao, we all know that you are leaving the base. You have been very good to us, and we have no way to repay you, so we all made a few home-cooked dishes for you to express our gratitude. That...may not look very good, but it does express our gratitude."

"You can try!"

Listening to Tian Guo's words, Zhao Ping looked at the six black things on the table with a dazed expression, and then he realized that they were vegetables.

He had no expression on his face. He nodded slightly, picked up the chopsticks, then picked up each dish to taste, chewing slowly, his expression never changing.

The female soldiers, who were originally nervous, secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the instructor's calm expression. However, as time passed, they found that the instructor's eyes were moist and there were actually tears in them.

The female soldier was shocked!

"It's over. It's too disgusting. The instructor is crying."

Tian Guo is a foodie, and according to her tolerance, she could eat it, but she didn't expect the instructor to be unable to bear it and burst into tears. She looked back at the female soldier behind her and lowered her voice: "What should I do, the instructor is crying."

"I should have known better and said goodbye properly, but we made the instructor cry. Oh!"

"It's really unpalatable. It looks like paste. I would cry if I eat it."

The female soldiers felt they could no longer forgive themselves.

Ouyang Qian walked up to Zhao Ping and took his chopsticks away: "Instructor, don't cry. If it tastes bad, then don't eat it. This is just to show our thoughts. We are limited in our ability and have embarrassed you. That... we apologize to you."

Zhao Ping looked at her calmly: "It's not this, the taste... It reminds me of my hometown. This is the taste of my mother's cooking. I haven't eaten her food for many years."

"Thank you, this is the best dish I have ever eaten."

The next moment, Zhao Ping began to eat with big mouthfuls, wolfing down the food in no time, tears welling up in his eyes. His memories of the taste of his hometown were all stirred up during this meal, flooding his mind and making him unable to control himself.

Looking at the rapidly decreasing dishes and the instructor eating with tears in his eyes, the female soldiers watched in silence with his back and actions, and even felt a little helpless. They all knew that the dishes were not delicious, but the instructor was just grateful for their kindness. He used his actions to repay their efforts and let each of them remember this moment. Then, he took this friendship and traveled far away to the northwest, and might never come back.

The instructor is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, but unfortunately, the world is not so kind to him and he is a miserable soldier!

On the training ground, An Ran whispered to Chen Jun: "I'll take you to a place to have a look."

"Where to go?"

During this period, Chen Jun frowned all the time because of Zhao Ping's matter, which made An Ran feel distressed. She reached out and smoothed her husband's brows, and smiled: "This is what you are worried about."

Chen Jun was a little curious. He knew that his wife could be eccentric sometimes, so he nodded and went along.

Soon, they arrived at the door of the canteen of the kitchen team.

Standing at the door, he saw several female soldiers standing in silent line, standing next to a soldier who was eating in silence. The soldier who was eating was Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping ate alone, in silence, under the lights and accompanied by female soldiers. He looked lonely, but not alone. His shadow was lengthened by the lights in the cafeteria, accompanied by the figures of seven or eight female soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jun laughed.

"Wife, this is what you arranged, right? After the accident, Zhao Ping really hasn't had a good meal for several days."

An Ran smiled and said, "Indeed, I took the lead. The female soldiers wanted to bid farewell to their sniper instructor and let Zhao Ping, who was leaving, remember that the soldiers in the hacker base always remembered his friendship. In the military career, it was common to say goodbye. No matter where we were, we all had each other in our hearts. This way, Zhao Ping would not be alone after leaving. I wanted him to experience this kind of emotion. You see, the female soldiers did a good job. Zhao Ping seemed to be crying."

"He cried." Chen Jun sighed, "I underestimated you. The female special forces team you lead is stronger than me, the captain, in terms of intelligence and emotional building."

Suddenly, An Ran approached Chen Jun, looked up at her tall husband, and said with a smile: "You are a famous ghost, and you still underestimate yourself. In my heart, you can do anything!"