At Penglai temporary base in Karachi, Pakistan.
"You can't drink more than one bottle per person. Come on, let's start drinking."
Team leader and commander Tong Wanxin stood up and brought a cup. Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve. They can't go back, so they can only celebrate the New Year by having a meal together as they did in previous years.
"Cheers to the Chinese New Year!"
"happy New Year!"
The seven people in the team had a drink together. There was no need to worry about the security issue for the time being. All the alarm devices in the entire temporary base had been turned on, which was much easier to use than people.
"Is the Spring Festival Gala starting soon?"
Rong Aiyu picked up a piece of Guobao Pork and nodded with satisfaction after tasting it.
These dishes were all ordered from a nearby Chinese restaurant. There was no way around it. A bunch of guys in the base only knew simple cooking skills, and they were commonly known as those who would never die of hunger...
On such a day, no one wants to show their shame, so who doesn’t want to have a good meal during the Chinese New Year!
"Almost, there are five minutes left."
Wan Xiaoling glanced at the time and quickly patted Technical Officer Cong Xuefei on the shoulder. As a result, the piece of ribs that the man had just picked up fell to the table before it entered his mouth...
"It's okay. I'm not clean. I'm not sick after eating."
After thinking silently in his mind, Cong Xuefei put the ribs back into the bowl, picked up the tablet and pressed it a few times quickly. The largest electronic screen not far away immediately switched to the central station.
Although the Spring Festival Gala is not as good as every year, it still cannot stop these people’s enthusiasm for watching it. Who makes them unable to go back home for many years...
For example, their team leader Tong Wanxin has only gone back once in the seven years since he took over the [Penglai] team. I heard that even the children don’t recognize him now...
It’s not that they are so busy that they really don’t have any free time, but in a special response team like them, everyone has their own responsibilities. If any one person is missing, problems may occur when an emergency occurs. …
A carrot and a pit, it was them, so the seven of them gradually had no choice but to bury their thoughts of going home and taking a look...
"Boss, is it true that Zhang Liang said that we will have a holiday in a while?"
While a group of people were eating and watching the Spring Festival Gala, medical officer Wang Xu asked in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, other people's ears also pricked up. It was obvious that they had all heard someone say this.
"Don't look at me, Zhen Ye told me..."
Seeing Tong Wanxin looking over, Zhang Liang immediately sold his partner...
"Ahem, I heard about it by chance."
Zhen Ye, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, stepped on someone hard and muttered something in his grin.
"Well, there is indeed such a thing"
Tong Wanxin glared at these two big mouths, and then nodded under everyone's expectant eyes.
"Damn it, it's actually true?!"
"When will the release start? What about combat readiness duty?"
Seeing that the boss really nodded, the others stopped watching the Spring Festival Gala. Anyway, it was a song and dance show now, so let’s not watch it for now!
"Should be next month, our three groups will take turns to get a period of vacation. Unless something major happens, the vacation will not be canceled midway."
Tong Wanxin didn't have any ink, so he took advantage of today's special day to convey the above message.
Compared with the overseas teams in other regions, the work of their special response team is more arduous and busier, and they do not have a fixed mission location. They often need to travel around the world, which can be considered a chore...
Even if the salary is generous, year-round wandering overseas and having to perform various high-risk tasks are very challenging for people's psychological quality.
Since the establishment of the three groups in the new century, the international environment has changed drastically, and their tasks have become more and more complex. The strong mental pressure has even caused some people to commit suicide...
In order to improve this situation, the upper management has been thinking of ways, and finally found that proper rest and letting these "wanderers" go home to see their relatives is the best way to relieve stress.
So starting from this year, the higher authorities have decided to try their best to arrange for three groups of people to return to China under limited conditions to relieve their homesickness.
"I'll go, awesome 666"
Zhang Liang held the chicken wings in his mouth and clapped his hands boastfully.
He hasn't been back since he entered the secret army. He really misses home. When he left four years ago, his sister was only in the third grade of junior high school. Now she is a freshman, and she doesn't know if there are any yellow hair around her...
"Okay, as long as you know this, let's eat first."
Tong Wanxin waved his hand, indicating to the excited guys to control themselves, otherwise the sound of the Spring Festival Gala would be inaudible!
After learning the good news, the New Year's Eve dinner for seven people was particularly lively. Even the two ladies who didn't drink drank a glass of it. Well, it was poured from Zhang Liang's wine bottle...
Originally, he only had one bottle per person, but he was given two more glasses. Zhang Liang felt lonely after drinking today. Fortunately, he was not particularly keen on wine in the first place, and it didn't matter whether he drank or not.
After the meal, when the Shen Teng skit that everyone was most looking forward to ended, Tong Wanxin took a look at the time and clapped his hands.
"Call home, ten minutes."
They have regulations regarding phone calls. You can't just call them if you want, so they are more relaxed on days like this.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint commotion, and the other six people who were still watching the show with interest rushed back to their rooms in an instant, leaving a middle-aged man alone to face a messy situation...
"These guys"
Looking at the impatient young people, Tong Wanxin shook his head slightly. Although he was a little anxious, he still got up and tidied up before returning to his room...
After Zhang Liang ran back to his room, he took out his personal mobile phone that he had not used for a long time. He opened it excitedly and hurriedly called home.
The phone rang several times in a row but no one answered it. The somewhat anxious man kept walking around the room.
When Zhen Ye on the side saw him like this, he simply took his mobile phone and went to another place. He was afraid that he would be embarrassed in the same way...
"son?"
Finally, just when someone started scratching the wall, the phone was finally picked up, and a somewhat disbelieving female voice came out of the phone.
"Mom, happy New Year!"
"It's really my son, Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, my son's phone number!"
It could be heard that Mother Zhang was also a little excited, and she quickly greeted her a few times.
"Son's phone number?"
"elder brother!"
After a little noise, Dad Zhang's voice rang out at the right time, and at the same time there was a clear female voice.
"It's me, it's me, Dad, happy New Year!"
"Okay, okay, how are you? Have you had New Year's Eve dinner? Where are the dumplings?"
"I ate it. The three fresh stuffings are just not as delicious as the ones made by my mother."
Zhang Liang's eyes were slightly moist, but his tone was pretending to be relaxed.
"When will you come back? If you want to eat, mom will give you a bag."
"That's right, brother, when will you come back? I'm already in college!"
"It's almost time. There should be a holiday this year and I can almost go back."
"Don't lie to people. You say it's a lie every year, but I don't see you back every year..."
"Why are you talking about this during the Chinese New Year? Your brother is busy with work..."
Zhang Liang almost couldn't hold back when he heard this. If he could, he would want to go back now!
Time is limited, and Zhang Liang has to hang up before the Zhang family, who rarely get on the phone once, have even spoken for a few words. Discipline is discipline...
"Brother, congratulations on getting rich, bring me the red envelope!"
At the last moment, a certain girl hurriedly shouted.
"Get aside!"
Zhang Liang said angrily and hung up the phone directly...
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"Son, you passed away two days ago, and I can't get through even if I call you..."
In the lounge next door, Zhenye heard her mother say this just after she answered the phone at home...
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"Come here, girl, it's daddy's call."
"dad?"
When Tong Wanxin heard her daughter's timid words, she felt a little sad...
Wan Xiaoling and others also talked to their families on this rare day.
Although they cannot see the grand scene of thousands of lights in their hometown far away today, they know that one of them is lit for them...
