The headquarters of the special base is located in the Dragon Valley at the junction of Qiyun Daxue Mountain and Zuoqiu Plain. It is backed by the sea. It has a complex climate, high mountains and ridges, sparsely populated and numerous beasts. However, it is an extremely important strategic fortress.

Here, there are dozens of powerful special forces stationed, not only the 13th Special Blade Team, but also the Linlong Special Forces, the Hidden Dragon Women's Special Forces, the Snow Leopard Special Forces, the Southwest Falcon and other famous old special forces stationed, and the No. 1 leader is personally stationed. This is the dream place of countless special forces. Every person who can enter the headquarters of the special base is a good player among the special forces, the National Blade!

The headquarters of the special base is divided into countless special branches in this area. Each powerful special forces are stationed in their respective special distributions, day after day, year after year, and the executors have various difficult tasks.

The Special Forces General Command is built in the hinterland center of the special base headquarters, just like the most important heart of all special forces.

When Lan Feng stepped on this land again, his heart was filled with complexity, and what appeared in his mind was the group of dragon thorn brothers who could not be dispersed.

Once, they were wearing military uniforms that countless people envied and awe, running and training here together, shuttled through the endless jungle mountain tops, radiating the blood and sweat of youth, leaving countless shadows.

But now when he returns again, he is the only one.

The headquarters was still standing straight ahead like a loyal soldier, and the head of No. 1 was still standing expressionless at the door of the headquarters, wearing a shabby coat and smoking a cigarette.

But his face was no longer as young and fortitude as before, but was full of worries and vicissitudes. His hair was no longer as black and blue as before, but turned into dazzling white spots!

The wheels that time rolls over are left with mottled traces and pasts that no one can forget.

The huge command center has no other figure except Lan Feng and the No. 1 leader who is smoking a cigarette in a coat. It seems to be so declining and withering, but there is still hope and firmness in the eyes of the No. 1 leader who is full of vicissitudes...

He raised his head and opened the figure in front of him, which had lost a lot of weight. Looking at his grayish temples, his hand holding the cigarette trembled involuntarily. A certain position in his heart was like a blade passing by, causing pain!

However, there was still no expression on his face, which seemed so calm. He stared at Lan Feng in front of him, and Lan Feng was also quietly staring at him, and no one spoke.

It seems that everything is in the words.

I don’t know how long it took, but a hoarse voice came from the mouth of Chief No. 1: “Are you back?”

The hoarse voice was filled with a bitter and depressing excitement and complexity, and it seemed very calm!

"Lan Feng, the captain of the Dragon Thorn Special Forces, is code-named Dragon Thorn, comes to report! Please instruct!"

Lan Feng straightened his back straight and gave a standard military salute to Chief No. 1, with an extremely firm and loud voice coming from his mouth!

No one knows how many times he made up his mind, how many times he had plucked up his courage, how many times he suffered, and how many times he had tried to temper.

Looking at the figure standing straight like a javelin, hearing his loud and firm voice, the hands of the leader No. 1 were involuntarily clasped together, and tears blurred his eyes...

This is the soldier he brought out!

He didn't say anything, he just looked at the straight figure quietly, then walked over, stretched out his no longer powerful arms and hugged his body tightly in his arms.

After a long time, a hoarse voice came from his mouth: "Dragon Thorn, welcome home!"

The sound was not loud, but it fell into Lan Feng's ears, which made his body tremble suddenly. He could no longer suppress his emotions. He stretched out his palm to hug the head's body, which had also been much thinner.

Dragon Thorn, he can still go home.

But what about those comrades who had died and their dead brothers?

The two big men hugged each other tightly, silently telling the stories and buried words in their hearts.

On the top of Qiyun's snow-capped mountain in the distance, Su Yuefeng looked heroic in a camouflage military uniform painted with unique dragon patterns. She held a telescope in her hand and quietly watched the scene in front of the headquarters. A strong pain appeared on her beautiful cheeks. Without saying a word, her jade hands couldn't help but hold them tightly, trying not to let tears fall.

It’s all my fault for harming him, if it weren’t for him... he wouldn’t!

But now, it’s too late to say anything.

Seeing the two men who were always standing proudly in front of countless people, now hugging each other tightly, thinking about the truth they knew...

Thick tears filled Su Yuefeng's heart, making tears unable to help but overflow from her eyes and slide down from her face.

It’s all my fault for hurting him!

In front of the gate of the General Command!

After a long time, the embracing Lan Feng and the No. 1 leader let go.

Looking at the Lan Feng who was a little taller than him in front of him, looking at his gray temples, the number one leader did not say anything, but stretched out his palm and patted him on the shoulder, then turned around and headed towards the headquarters.

Lan Feng understood and followed closely with a step.

The headquarters is not very tall and elegant. Apart from the various essential equipment that are filled with them, there is only one tea table and two single stools, which makes it look a bit crowded.

Originally, the headquarters could have been demolished and re-encapsulated, but the No. 1 leader has never changed. He likes such monotony and simplicity. If it is too big and empty, it will make him feel uncomfortable and lonely, and will remind him of the group of young people who shed tears and sweat in front of him. Even now he will still think of it.

Lan Feng habitually walked to the tea table next to the command center and sat down, then poured two cups of bitter tea, one for the leader No. 1 and one for himself.

"I haven't drunk the tea you poured for me for a long time. Although it's the same tea, the taste is different..."

Chief No. 1 picked up the teacup that Lan Feng poured, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and a gentle and kind voice came from his mouth.

"Then you have to drink more today."

Lan Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then smiled and said.

"That's natural." A smile appeared on the expressionless face of the No. 1 leader, and he smiled and spoke.

It can be seen that he is very happy today, or that he has never been so happy now over the years.

None of the two of them talked again, but quietly drank tea until... After a long time, Chief No. 1 slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his head and looked at Lan Feng. The smile on his face disappeared, and instead he was calm and stern, and said expressionlessly: "Do you know the purpose of letting you come back this time?"

Listening to the words of the No. 1 leader, Lan Feng raised his head and nodded solemnly: "Reorganize the Dragon Thorn and prepare for the upcoming World International Special Forces Competition."

Upon hearing this, the No. 1 leader nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Lan Feng with a serious look: "The international top special forces competition is imminent, time is urgent. Can you reorganize the Dragon Spur in a short time and stand out from the many special forces teams and successfully complete the task?"

"The leader needs to cooperate with him!"

After thinking for a long time, Lan Feng spoke in a deep voice.

Now that the formation of the Dragon Thorn has not been completed, the real Dragon Thorn team member has not been confirmed yet.

Even if the Dragon Thorn is reorganized, it will still be extremely difficult to become an international top special forces in a short period of time, and even Lan Feng cannot guarantee it.
Chapter completed!