[Soldier Assault] Prosperous

It is gradually slanting westward.In the rolling yellow sand, armored vehicles drove towards here one after another.

The major smiled at the corner of his mouth, with his head half down, leaning against a half-dead old tree, his hands moving nimbly, folding papers in a leisurely manner.

The military off-road vehicle suddenly stopped two meters away from him, and the door was opened immediately, allowing the person sitting in the driver's seat to be seen clearly.

Yuan Wang was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face deepened a little. Without the people in the car asking, he got into the car on his own initiative, and after sitting down, he asked, "Why are you free, deputy battalion commander, to see me off in person?"

——The first stage of the exercise is over, and he has to return to the team. Originally, he planned to let the third company commander or someone who was free, drive him a part of the way by the way.

Gao Cheng just gave him a sideways glance, and then stopped looking at him. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were fixed on the road in front of the car.

"..."

It was only now that Yuan Wang came to his senses, the deputy battalion commander of his family was still holding his breath.

Speaking of which, as a prisoner of war, he has stayed here for several days, but he has never been alone with Gaocheng at all. The two people who are clearly in love, let alone hug and kiss, even talk only a few times. three times.Of course, there are discipline constraints and wrong occasions, but it is also unavoidable that one party is sullen.

——No commander wants his soldiers to be lost on the battlefield.

For Gao Cheng, Yuan Wang was the enemy of this exercise and the chief culprit who took over his frontier command center, so when facing this person, it is conceivable that he felt aggrieved.

Obviously very unhappy, but it is impossible to get angry at Yuan Wang...

Yuan Wang didn't care about his deputy battalion commander's silence at all, and stared at the man driving with a smile on his face.

Proud and impatient.This is how Gao Cheng described himself.

After getting along for several years, Yuan Wang knew enough about his deputy battalion commander, so he could naturally understand his mood, and he didn't care about the other's cold face.

In fact, these days, he has been secretly happy.He and Gao Cheng have special identities, they can spend at most a few days a year to get along with each other, and it is very rare to have another chance to meet each other.

Even though Gao Cheng has been ignoring him for the past few days, being able to stay and watch this person not far away for several days in a row is already something that makes him happy and satisfied.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the car was a little dull.

Yuan Wang took out the semi-finished origami and folded it again...without much effort, a rather vivid animal was formed.Then he groped in his pocket, found a pen, and began to draw on the origami.

The blue sky, the yellow-green grassland, the clouds smudged by the sunset glow...

The scenery is beautiful and moving.

The officer driving the car had a sullen face, completely unattracted by the scenery outside the car window, his eyes were staring straight ahead, but his peripheral vision inadvertently fell on the co-pilot...

Yuanwang put away his pen, and placed the origami that was more lifelike after drawing the eyes and patterns in front of the car.

The off-road vehicle stopped suddenly.

"Deputy Battalion Commander," Yuan Wang picked up the origami paper, "Does it look like I folded it? Is it cute?"

A paper tiger.

Gao Cheng stared at the major's eyes full of smiles, reached out and snatched the paper tiger, and threw it into the storage tank. It was a series of extremely smooth and fast actions - taking off their respective hats, lowering the passenger seat, The whole body is pressed over.

Yuan Wang was slightly stunned, but quickly realized that he cooperated with the man meekly, lying on his upper back, raised his neck, and stretched out his arms to wrap around the man's back.

Not a word of nonsense.

Forbearance, repressed longing... All kinds of emotions were vented between each other's lips.

It's a deep, long-lasting kiss.

Almost exceeded the limit of lung capacity...

The two people whose breathing was completely disordered barely opened a little distance.

His cheeks were still lightly pressed, and the panting major suddenly laughed lowly—as long as he relaxed a little bit, he could feel how much he cared about and longed for this man... and the other party's mood must be almost the same.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing..." Yuan Wang pondered for a while, leaned his head back slightly, put one hand on the half of the scarred face of his deputy battalion commander, looked into the other's eyes with a smile, "Are you angry with me?"

Gao Cheng widened his eyes slightly, staring at the major who was completely suppressed by him, and refused to admit it: "When did I get mad at you?"

"You have ignored me for the past few days." Yuan Wang just talked about the matter.

"There are so many things, I don't have time to talk to you..." Gao Cheng remained stubborn, "I'm so busy that I don't even have time to drink my saliva." Looking at the major's eyes with a smile, "What's the matter? I think I'm neglecting you, Wronged?"

Yuan Wang laughed: "Yes, I feel wronged."

How could Gao Cheng fail to see that this man was coaxing him, lowered his face again, and bit the major's lip.

After not seeing each other for more than half a year, the two of them were finally able to be alone, so they couldn't help themselves.

"You didn't do anything wrong, so why am I mad at you," Gao Cheng said in a low voice, "Even if there is a mistake, it's still A's fault!"

Yuan Wang moved his arm, hooked the man's neck, and kissed the scar on the man's face with his lips.

Gao Cheng met the major's smiling eyes, and tried to keep a straight face: "Don't just stare at people so straightly..."

Hearing this, Yuan Wang smiled even more heartily.

Gazing at the cheerful guy, Gao Cheng couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed and scolded: "Stupid!"

This time, he was not in a hurry, so the off-road vehicle stopped on the grassland for nearly half an hour.

Inside the car, two people were talking in low voices.

"Do you have to leave tonight?" This sentence is a knowing question.

"Yeah." Yuan Wang leaned on the shoulder of his deputy battalion commander, and said softly, "I've been lazy for a few days, and if I don't go back, the captain will definitely give me extra meals."

"Damn it!"

Hearing Gao Cheng's scolding, Yuan Wang couldn't help laughing, and sighed slightly: "A military order is hard to break."

"When is the vacation?" Gao Cheng asked again.

Yuan Wang shook his head slightly: "I can't tell... But it's impossible in the short term."

There was a moment of silence.

Their occupations are too special. The distance between Brigade A and the Divisional Reconnaissance Battalion is close or far. If it is not for vacation, even if you have an occasional free day, it is only enough time to go back and forth. For two people who are in love, it is really not convenient.

This is a fact that they all know each other well.

Also mentally prepared early in the morning.

But if we can spend more time together, it is naturally a good thing we can't wait for.

"I can't see each other, but I can still communicate." Yuan Wang said in a relaxed tone, "It's just that you, the deputy battalion commander, write too little each time."

"It's better if you don't mention it..." Gao Cheng stared, "What the hell did you write before?!"

Yuan Wang replied solemnly: "Love poetry!"

Gao Cheng slapped the major on the head with a slap, but the force was extremely light: "It's so sour that I have goose bumps all over my body."

Yuan Wang asked innocently: "Do you think the writing is not good? I have referred to many books."

——Although I wrote some letters to my classmates and comrades-in-arms before, the relationship between his deputy battalion commander and him is not the same, so we should pay attention to the content of the letters.

"What a ghost! What do you mean by 'the distance between the two places, how can you tell the truth'..." Gao Cheng growled, "You don't say it's a love poem, I thought it was a memorial essay you wrote to me!"

Yuan Wang carefully recalled the letter he had written, and was immediately happy.

"It's not that I don't know what to write!"

"It's the same as usual chatting," Gao Cheng replied, "what did you eat, how did you rest, how's your health...chatter whatever you want, it doesn't matter if you are sour or not."

Yuan Wang smiled and nodded: "I remember."

……

"Deputy battalion commander," Yuan Wang reminded, "it's getting late."

"Oh." The man responded, slowly relaxing the arms that bound the major.

"After this period of time is over," Gao Cheng put on his hat again, sat back in the driver's seat, and said suddenly, "I should be able to spare two days. When the time comes, I will go to your army to see you."

Yuan Wang felt that the soft emotions in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and he responded lightly: "I'll wait for you."

However, after Yuan Wang returned to the base, he did not wait for Gao Cheng's visit, so he received a special task, which required him to leave the army for a period of time... Not to mention meeting Gao Cheng, even the communication had to be cut off.

For Gao Cheng, there was no news of his lover at all for half a year.

He knew that Yuan Wang was on a mission, and the military's confidentiality principle prevented him from inquiring about anything, whether he was worried or concerned, all his emotions could only be hidden in his heart.

Until the spring of the following year, he led his troops to a base along the coast to participate in a ground-sea-air three-dimensional synthetic brigade drill.

After the rehearsal was over, I had a free day. Thinking of Yuan Wang’s habit of collecting things, Gao Cheng took advantage of the break to change into casual clothes and went to the city to buy some souvenirs to take back. For this armored tiger, doing This kind of thing is really rare and novel.

When the car stopped at the intersection and waited for a red light, he accidentally saw a person...

To be precise, a small group of young people crossing the road in strange costumes, with colorful long hair and tattered and individual clothing, all of them aiming at the eyeliner and wearing heavy makeup... If Gaocheng knows the word "kill Matt", Probably can accurately sum up his perception at the moment.

Of course, whether killing Matt, or washing and cutting, has nothing to do with this lieutenant colonel, and he has no intention of caring about these.

The reason why he noticed the group of people fighting and crossing the road was because he saw a familiar figure from inside.

Although this "familiarity" is open to question.

After all, with the heavy makeup on that group of people, it is estimated that their parents would not be able to recognize them when they met on the road.

As soon as the green light came on, Gao Cheng found a temporary parking space and parked the car.

It didn't take much effort to see that group of people again in a street park.

Gao Cheng frowned and stood by the side of the road, not getting any closer.

At this time, the person he had been staring at suddenly turned his head and looked this way, and saw what the other party had said to his companions, and walked towards this side by himself... That sloppy posture made any serious person look at it. dislike; despise.

"Handsome guy..." The red-haired, afro-haired guy with skull earrings frivolously approached the officer with a cigarette between his fingers, "May I borrow a fire?"

Gao Cheng stared at him stubbornly.

The other party smiled facelessly, and touched the man's chest with his right hand painted with black nail polish provocatively: "Why are you ignoring him?"

Gao Chenghu stared at those smiling eyes with a grimace... He managed to find a little familiarity from the face painted like a ghost.

This avant-garde Sha Matt is his long-lost lover!

A group of people dancing with demons also came towards this side.

Gao Cheng took the cigarette away from Yuan Wang's hand, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Ah Seven." A blue-haired guy approached and asked, "Why don't you borrow a fire and don't even have a cigarette?"

Yuan Wang, whose alias is Ah Qi, smiled heartlessly: "He is an honest man, he was intimidated by me."

The blue-haired man smiled ambiguously: "That man looks pretty good."

Yuan Wang lowered his eyes and smiled: "Don't even think about it, judging by his age, he must have a wife."

The blue-haired man shrugged nonchalantly: "So what if you have a wife? But, I'm not good at that..." As he spoke, he looked at Yuan Wang, "Which one do you like? Then why let her go?"

"Not all the way."

"That's right." The blue hair thought of something and asked, "So...do you want to go to the 'mansion' with me at night?"

"The one on Haibin Road?"

The blue hair nodded affirmatively.

Yuan Wang smiled slightly: "Okay," said frankly, "I've been curious about it for a long time..."

A group of people chattered together.

The red-haired young man suddenly turned his head and looked at the street where cars were passing by... Gaocheng could no longer be seen.

Yuan Wang laughed as he heard the people chattering—the mood was the happiest in half a year... I don't know if his deputy battalion commander was frightened by him.It is really an incomparable happy coincidence to meet in this strange city in a dramatic way.

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Thank you Muyou for the mine.