You can buy a treasure knife without hesitation, and you can also exchange sable fur for wine. Take care of yourself with your passion. You can still turn the blue waves away?

————Qiu Jin

"How do we find them? If what Dabomei said was the truth back then, maybe even if we can find them, we can only find their bodies, right?"

"Brother Feng, don't care! Even if it's the corpse, we have to find them. This may be the only way for us to return to the future!"

"A coincidence, the combat mission we got this time was to attack the old street and surround the 345th Division, which surrounded Gantang City, and perhaps also had to confront the 316a Division of the Vietnamese ace division? According to Dabomei, his cousin was surrounded by Wen Feng and Lin Xiaojun in the old street area, so their bodies should also be in this area. Could it be that all this is destined..."

At this time, the night was already dark. When he returned to the camp, the writing style was pulled by Li Fei (now called Lin Xiaojun) and was shocked and unsure. Then, when he returned to the platoon, he summoned a row of squad leaders to convey orders and arrange tasks. To be honest, he felt that he had never felt so tired.

Logically speaking, if his tired writing style had fallen asleep on weekdays, he had been rumbling in his mind at this time, and he could not sleep no matter what Li Fei said.

Everything is as unreal as a dream, which really makes the writing style of a top student who graduated from the xx Institute of Technology in the future have a subversive ideological change in the world. Maybe there are ghosts in this world? Is there really a god in this world? Anyway, the various theories he learned in the 21st century cannot explain everything that happened to him and Li Fei.

Can you really go back? Just as Li Fei said?

"Damn, why do you want so much?"

In the big barracks, his literary style is now just a small platoon leader in the first row of the 6th Company of the Second Battalion, so he naturally cannot enjoy a separate office and sleeping room. At this time, the war is getting closer and closer. The food in the camp and platoons these days are well arranged, and the soldiers' sleep time is also arranged very well. As he thought about it, the snoring of the soldiers around him pulled him back from Li Fei's terrible story and conception.

"Even if you really want to find the body of that buddy with the same name and surname and Lin Xiaojun, you have to find a way to fight this battle. But how can the forty people under your command better engage in the battle on the battlefield?"

Thinking of this, Wen Feng could no longer fall asleep. He sat up from the innermost bunk of the barracks, then quietly put on his clothes, and walked out of the barracks.

"Who is it!"

"I!"

"Platform leader, you...you haven't slept yet?!"

"Well, I can't sleep. If you want something, you can do it yourself!"

He greeted the warrior who was on guard. Wen Feng saw a young face. He felt that the warrior in front of him might have just turned eighteen years old. It was obvious that the war was right in front of him. Even with a steel gun in his hand, the warrior's eyes were full of confusion and fear.

This is a recruit. He has just joined the army for less than three months. His name is Gonggu. He comes from Leshan, Sichuan. Perhaps because he is about to go to the battlefield, he heard that some local conflicts have occurred on the border, so Wenfeng felt that the recruit was standing on the post and was probably not so calm. When he appeared beside Gonggu, he seemed to be so shocked that he even had a tremolo in his words.

The war began soon. Wen Feng heard the news from the battalion during this period that as the Chinese team was concentrated on the Sino-Vietnam border, the troops of both countries began to become nervous, and both sides conducted some infiltration reconnaissance in some areas. I heard that some soldiers from our army were ambushed by Vietnamese scouts a while ago, and many casualties occurred. So even Wen Feng knew what these new recruits were afraid of.

With a helpless sigh in his heart, Wen Feng gave him an encouragement smile easily, and took out a small red book from his body, and then put a stroke of his name that he had already taken the role of this warrior.

There is no way. If Wen Feng, a person who came here temporarily, did not get familiar with the world as soon as possible, he was really not sure about the role he would enter immediately. At least the consolidation of this recruit would let him know that it would be a long way to go to lead this army well.

Slowly leaving the sentinel where the recruits consolidated the guards, Wen Feng continued to walk outside the barracks. In addition to being humid in the tropical rainforest, what he liked the most was the spring weather. This is much better than the hometown where Wen Feng hated the distinct four seasons in thirty-three years later, which made Wen Feng extremely hate in his hometown, which was so cold that it was dying in winter, rainy in spring, and hot in summer.

At this time, the moon was as cold as water. Wen Feng took a deep breath and his head became a little clear. The air that was deeply sucked into his lungs seemed to have a sweet feeling, which made him suddenly feel that being in this world might be a good choice. The key is how he will survive strongly in this world.

It is a special period. If the trajectory of history does not change, then after the head's southern tour, there will be a tide of reform and opening up, and China will enter an unprecedented period of rapid development. In this era, if you have an accurate judgment of future political and economic trends, your literary style suddenly finds that it will be very easy if he really wants to do something.

This question suddenly appeared in my mind, which really surprised Wenfeng. Could it be that he would not go back to the future?

Uh, the future?!

Who knows if you can go back?

You should know that all this is the assumption of Li Fei. Even if you really find another Wen Feng's corpse, it will definitely be useful and may go back again?!

Wen Feng felt very tired, and the confusion that couldn't sleep was entangled with him again, making him involuntarily look up at the night sky.

The night sky is as blue as blue, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, and even the air is so wonderful.

At this time, the land of China has not yet been reformed and opened up. The sky that is not polluted by various kinds of pollution is so blue that it makes people feel heart-warming. The universe is so close to you, and the stars in the sky are also particularly bright, just like if you stretch out your hand and you can pick the stars from the blue sky.

However, Wen Feng knew that this environment might never be seen again. In the future tide of China's reform and opening up, the entire land of China will undergo earth-shaking changes. China's economy is like a fast-paced train, developing rapidly at a terrifying speed.

People are getting rich, tall buildings rise from the ground, and various material wealth increases at an extremely fast speed. If we look at the future from the current perspective, should the Chinese people in the future live in a happy world?

But is this really the case?

No, the fact is not like this at all. For the sake of development, China has sacrificed too much, especially at the cost of the natural environment, leaving countless hidden dangers for the future China and future generations.

Wen Feng clearly knows that he comes from the future. Thirty-three years later, he can say that he lacks nothing, but he feels that he lacks everything. He has never felt happy. Too many facts make him feel helpless. Even if he turns back and think about China's counterattack against Vietnam, he will feel endless regrets!

Time travel is an incredible thing, but it is also an opportunity that is hard to come by.

As a new generation of Chinese intellectuals who have always been ambitions higher than the sky and entered the 21st century, he even discussed with his classmates in college the political and economic gains and losses of China from reform and opening up to the 21st century. He even sighed deeply for the mistakes in China's progress at that time.

Sighing regret?!

Wen Feng suddenly woke up in his heart, and a lightning flash that made his heart beat suddenly passed through his mind. Now he no longer needs to sigh. Maybe... maybe because he is in this world, can he do something? Can this great nation not take so many detours?

He never wanted to see that in the future world, there would be gutter oil, Sudan red, melamine, and even various incredible deaths and economic events.

Thinking of this, Wen Feng suddenly felt an indescribable excitement and emotional upswing. He could have used the bright moonlight in the sky to write a few big words on the little red book in his hand, but in the end he was extremely hesitant and made several big question marks:

"It is a blessing to buy a treasure knife without any money, and to exchange sable fur for wine. Take care of it with all your passion. You can still turn the blue waves away??"

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Chapter completed!