At this time, Zhou Anyu had already boarded the train back to the team.
Quietly, he left, as if he had never been here.
In this life, he has learned the lessons of the previous life and left no clues to them.
Even if he takes the train, he returns to his hometown via a ticketless bus and then buys a ticket and gets on the bus.
If he had killed Huang Youzhi quietly like this in his last life, the future wouldn't be so miserable.
There is nothing wrong with fighting for justice, but you must also protect yourself, and you can change the method appropriately.
There is no need to kill a thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
He was sitting by the window with his eyes closed, but he didn't see the lively night in Lingquan County.
In a prosperous area of the provincial capital of a neighboring province, there is a quiet courtyard covering an area of 100 acres. There is no sign on the gate.
On weekdays, the door here is closed, but young men occasionally come in and out, and sometimes large container trucks come in and out in the middle of the night.
Everyone thought that this was just a warehouse not commonly used by a certain company, and that these young men were looking at the warehouse here.
In fact, everyone guessed it right, this is a warehouse.
However, this is the most mysterious warehouse in the world.
There are no military vehicles, no bugles, no serial numbers, and they can’t even be found on the map. Yet, it is the most mysterious unit in the entire army.
This is the 706 warehouse.
Zhou Anyu is a member of this warehouse.
Perhaps no one would have thought that there is a huge military training ground fifty meters underground in this winding courtyard.
When Zhou Anyu returned here, the training ground was in full swing.
Everyone is full of anger and vents it fiercely during training.
During the fighting training, I punched until my nose was bruised and my face was swollen. After a hard throw over my shoulder, I immediately got up and rushed forward. It seemed that I didn't feel any pain at all, and I was still punching and kicking like crazy.
The warehouse director and political commissar are both at the division level, and the deputy director is at the deputy division level.
Under the warehouse are a deputy division-level staff department and a political department, a regimental-level rear equipment department, a first-grade storage team, a second-grade custody team, and a third-grade custody team.
Except for Queen Sikyong who is the real Queen Sikyong, the three custody teams are all fake. In fact, it is more appropriate to call them combat teams.
The custody team has detachments, which are at the level of a regular battalion, but the number of people is much smaller than that of an organic battalion.
Zhou Anyu is the acting captain of the first custody team. Because he has only been deputy battalion for one and a half years, he cannot officially appoint the captain.
If nothing unexpected happens, in half a year, when he has served as deputy battalion for two years, he will be promoted a year in advance and appointed as the captain of the full battalion.
"Team Zhou! Team Zhou!"
Seeing Zhou Anyu's return, everyone stopped training.
Zhou Anyu saw endless anger and murderous intent in their eyes, as well as a sense of hope!
He didn't stop and walked directly to the conference room.
In the early morning, the conference room was filled with warehouse leaders.
"Report!"
There was a knock on the door, followed by a loud report.
"Come in!"
Chief of Staff Liu Jinshan said.
The door opened and Zhou Anyu walked in.
"sit down."
Chief of Staff Liu pointed to an empty seat and said to Zhou Anyu.
"yes!"
Zhou Anyu agreed and then sat down.
"It arrived a little later than we expected."
Warehouse director Han Jianguo looked majestic, looked at his watch and said.
"Report to the director, I was delayed on the way."
Zhou Anyu immediately stood up and admitted his mistake.
"Sit down, you already know the matter, right?"
Han Jianguo asked next.
"I already know the matter. I want to go see him first."
Zhou Anyu said.
"Go ahead."
Han Jianguo waved his hand and said.
Zhou Anyu left the conference room and came to where his comrades were lying.
"You haven't defeated me yet, so you leave first..."
Even though a lifetime had passed, when he saw his comrades again, he could not help but feel angry.
The body was covered with bruises, the skin was torn, and the limbs were broken. It was horrific and outrageous!
After a new life, Zhou Anyu still couldn't imagine the cruel torture his comrades experienced during their lifetimes!
Especially the lower abdomen of the comrade-in-arms was empty at this time. Two waists had been taken away alive.
Zhou Anyu clenched his fists loudly. This was not only a matter of death, but also a man's dignity.
Maybe in another world, he also needs to use his kidneys.
"Don't worry, I will definitely bring it back to you if it was taken away from you!"
A drop of tiger tears fell from his eyes, and Zhou Anyu murmured to his comrades.
The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely dull.
"When our people arrived, Comrade Junjie was already dead. There was a letter written in blood on the ground. After identification, it was found that his last wish was for you to send him home."
Han Jianguo put out the cigarette in his hand and said.
"Political Commissar, you can tell the rest."
Han Jianguo looked at the political commissar next to him and said, his tone full of uncontrollable anger.
"Xiao Zhou, the superiors have approved Comrade Junjie to be a martyr and receive first-class posthumous merit. The team will be led by Director Wang of the Political Department. You and relevant personnel from the Staff Department and the Political Department will send Xiao Cheng home."
"However, due to the need for confidentiality, the deeds of Comrade Junjie will not be announced in detail. We can only announce that he died in the line of duty."
"In addition, the Political Department will contact the Provincial Military Region and ask them to contact the garrison military division and the Armed Forces Department, as well as relevant local departments to accompany you to Comrade Junjie's hometown to work together to deal with the aftermath."
The political commissar said in a serious tone.
"Finally, regarding Comrade Junjie's body, we feel that given that Comrade Junjie experienced torture during his lifetime, it is not appropriate for the body to be seen by his family members to avoid increasing the pain. What do you think, Xiao Zhou?"
The political commissar looked at Zhou Anyu and asked.
They had just held a meeting to study this issue and had already made a decision, but they still needed to seek Zhou Anyu's opinion.
Although this does not allow the family members to see their comrades for the last time, Zhou Anyu fully understands this approach.
When he saw his comrades, he couldn't accept it. If his comrades' elderly mother saw that his son was brutally tortured before his death, he might not be able to accept it.
I'm afraid those terrible wounds will become a lifelong nightmare for the old lady and will always make her heartache.
"I have no objection. At present, this is the most appropriate way to deal with it."
Zhou Anyu stood up and spoke.
"Okay, Director Wang, let me know. In half an hour, everyone will gather in uniforms and hats in the auditorium. We will hold a simple memorial service for Comrade Junjie."
The political commissar issued this order after a brief discussion with the director.
Half an hour later, the warehouse auditorium was filled with people.
The memorial service was held in solemn mourning, with everyone looking sad and feeling sad.
The brothers they had known each other day and night, the comrades who had shed blood and sweat together, were gone from them forever.
The political commissar delivered a speech on behalf of the organization, recounting the past of Comrade Cheng Junjie, telling his heroic deeds, and expressing his deep sorrow.
All this needs to be kept secret from the outside world, but here are our comrades, and they speak from the bottom of their hearts.
Everyone knows that maybe they will be the next to leave, but no one shrinks back. This is their mission and their glory.
When that day comes, they will trust their backs to their comrades, and use their chests to block bullets fired at their comrades.
All they need is that their comrades can take them home!
After the memorial service, the director and political commissar called Zhou Anyu to the office alone.
"If Junjie hadn't told you to send him home, the political commissar and I would have sent you on a mission right away."
Director Han Jianguo smoked his cigarette fiercely and said.
"It doesn't matter. It's equally important to send Junjie home. Xiao Zhou, remember to return to the team immediately after handling it. Don't delay any more on the way. We have important tasks for you to perform."
The political commissar looked at Zhou Anyu seriously and said.
"Yes! After processing, return to the team immediately without any delay!"
Zhou Anyu's heart was beating wildly. He knew that this was asking him to complete the unfinished task of his comrades. In fact, he was to avenge his comrades.
"Director, political commissar, can I ask first what the mission is?"
Although he knew it well, he still couldn't help but ask.
It’s even more exciting to hear it with your own ears.
Warehouse director Han Jianguo put out his cigarette butts, looked at Zhou Anyu and said solemnly:
"Now, I can only tell you one thing."
"No one can brutally murder a Republic soldier and get away with it."
"No one can do it!"
"Although it is far away, he will be killed!"
