Before dawn, Luo Fan got up quietly and dressed neatly. He bent over, reached under the bed, and carefully pulled out the backpack that had been packed the night before. He bent over his shoulders and lifted his suitcase, and quietly touched the door with his footsteps.

There were three people lying in a room, all of them facing their backs to him.

He knew that they were all awake, but they just didn't know how to face this parting.

When he touched the door, Luo Fan couldn't bear to turn around and carefully looked at the dormitory that he had lived in for three years. The light was very dark, but he could see every corner clearly.

He thought,

Maybe I can see clearly with my eyes closed.

I am really familiar with this dormitory here.

He waved silently to them lying on his back, and he knew they should be able to feel it.

No one responded, and he turned around and went out.

When I opened the door, a cold current hit me.

cold!

Just like his current mood.

It was drizzling outside, and the road was already wet, but what he was going to walk on was asphalt and should not slip.

He left without raising his steps, turned around and brought the door of the dormitory.

This was not because he was afraid that the three little ghosts in the room would be eroded by the cold air blowing in, but because he didn't want them to see the tears falling from the corners of his eyes when they turned their heads.

“I admit,

I cried,

I cried unyieldingly.”

Luo Fan is a human with emotion, not the cold weapon in this camp.

He looked up at 45 degrees and wanted to suppress the blurred liquid in the corner of his eyes. Someone said that doing so would allow the liquid that represents fragility to flow back into his heart.

He still remembers that he told himself the night before.

If you want to leave, just leave strongly.

Don't cry,

Don't cry!

He thought he was strong, but in the end, he cried.

Are you reluctant to leave?

He thought, it should be! I just reluctant to leave.

It has been three years since he was here, and he has been a soldier for three years, so he has realized his dream. It is time to leave. Leaving this is not the home court that belongs to mankind.

Yes, in the early 22nd century, mankind had withdrawn from all matters related to war. The army, which once showed national strength, was completely replaced by intelligent weapons.

And soldiers are a ridiculous noun in this era.

Now, he is leaving, getting rid of this ridiculous identity, returning to the steel forest at the home court of mankind, and like most humans in this world, gathering together to live like ants.

"I thought I could leave without any memory. When I really wanted to leave, I realized that everything here was already deeply rooted in my mind."

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

He shook his head and shook it to make all the thoughts he wanted to cry and cry. He was leaving, and he couldn't think about it, at least he couldn't think about it now.

...

In the dormitory, Big Head was lying flat, and he suddenly asked, "Xiao Wang, drag the board, the squad leader is leaving. Are we just lying there all the time?"

"The squad leader didn't call us. He just didn't want to see the scene of separation from us. We should respect the squad leader's choice." Xiao Wang said.

"Drag the board, where are you?" Datou asked again.

"I don't want to bear to see the squad leader, I don't want him to leave." The drag board said, and actually started sobbing.

"I don't care, I want to get up, even if I'm listening to the squad leader's advice." Datou said, and got up.

………

Luo Fan looked at the fuel truck parked in the yard. It was something that had not been left in the past. It was an old antique. The guy who had not even assembled the intelligent assistant system was all operated by humans. I don’t know what to do if I keep antiques like this?

He didn't like that guy because he was born in the post-intelligence era. From the moment he could remember, he had the most systematic arrangements for life, study, and housing.

And the guy in front of him still has the original inner power.

It's called a car,

No,

no,

He's just a machine,

Just like a primitive man, so nothing is wrong.

But he still put down his suitcase and walked towards the fuel truck.

His hand gently stroked the car body, which made him feel annoying, and it made him feel indescribable at this moment.

"Maybe, this is what the ancients said, love will grow over time."

He thought again,

"I'm sick or the one that's very sick."

...

"Xiao Wang, what's wrong with the squad leader?"

Big head tilted to the window, looked at Luo Fan who was stroking the car body outside, and asked softly at his comrades-in-arms.

"This is the squad leader who is leaving, and I can't bear to leave. I think the squad leader must feel very uncomfortable now."

After Xiao Wang finished speaking, he also asked Datou: "Datou, do you think we want to go out now? I think the squad leader must also want us to send him away."

...

Luo Fan turned his head. He was indeed reluctant to leave, but he still endured it.

He decided to leave, leaving the place he had long wanted to leave.

He turned around to get his suitcase, and when he turned around, he saw three heads behind the glass window of the dormitory.

They were looking at him, seeing him doing stupid things so stupid, their expressions were dull, and no one spoke, just staring at him straight.

He forced himself to smile and waved at them, but they didn't respond.

"The squad leader is looking at us, be more serious!"

Seeing Luo Fan turning around, Big Head reminded him, and then the three of them looked at Luo Fan outside with a serious look on their faces.

Luo Fan walked to the suitcase, he bent down and picked up the suitcase, turned around, and turned around very skillfully. He thought he had made a very free and easy move, but he thought that the three of them should be very stupid.

He didn't say hello to the three soldiers. He didn't dare to do so. He was afraid. When he turned his head, tears would flow down his face.

...

"Squad Leader..." Datou wanted to shout, but was stopped by Xiao Wang.

When Datou saw that Xiao Wang looked in tears.

"Don't let the squad leader see our sad look."

"Okay!" Datou cried after he said that.

………

Luo Fan walked to the gate of the courtyard. He couldn't help but look back at it. It was this time that he seemed to see the three little ghosts crying.

"I really want to go back and train these guys."

He thought so

only,

He can't look back.

Just two days ago, the moment he took off his military rank, he no longer had the right to scold them.

He is no longer their squad leader.

But he really wanted to go back and scold them.

Because they infected him and cried.

He was no longer looking back at them. These three unscrupulous guys made him unable to think of any words, so he could only describe them as unscrupulous.

After walking out of the oil depot courtyard, I arrived at the asphalt road outside. I saw that the long asphalt road was empty, with no one or a main combat weapon.

This kind of scene is very wrong. It is normal for people to have no people, because there are not many people in this camp, and there are no main combat weapons, which is very strange.

But Luo Fan didn't think so much. He stretched out his index finger and a light and shadow projection screen appeared in front of him. He pointed it with his fingers on the light and shadow and recorded the scene in front of him.
To be continued...