The sun in Zhurihe rose and fell, and the wind in the camel camp was swaying. It was another beautiful day, and the days were still like this.

Today is the happy day for Class 2 of Camel Camp. The team of the group came to play a movie for us. It was also a new film from Japan, "Ah! Yemailing"!

After receiving the notice from the Propaganda Department of the League, everyone was busy driving early, cleaning the floor, cleaning the housework, and organizing the instruments. Because driving at night was not safe, the comrades of the film team had to set up a shop in the camel camp for one night. Comrade Zhu Gaofei was kind enough to train everyone without mercy, just like the housekeeper who was doing wine at home, busy and pointing fingers.

"It's a new Japanese film! It must be very good! The squad leader, can you let the comrades in the movie team play it twice?" Xu Mu shouted excitedly, and wiped the table for the third time.

"Jump from here! Zhaocang didn't jump down! Tangta also jumped down! So please jump down too! You jump!" This is Murong Wu imitated the lines from the popular movie "Chasing". Not to mention, he still thought about it even though he learned it. His kung fu has always been great.

"Will there be a rock music in the film?" Yue Zhiqiu asked hypothetical questions, and he was trying to absorb this knowledge everywhere.

Everyone's eyes were bright and bright, and their necks were long, looking forward to it, looking forward to it, looking forward to it, spring is coming, and the film team's pace is approaching. When the cadres and soldiers of the film team got off the car in silence, they were warmly welcomed by everyone. Although there were only a few people, the cheering momentum was caught up with a cheerleader. Thank you for your relatives, the People's Liberation Army, oh, wrong, thank you for your relatives, the film team for sending precious spiritual food to our remote camel camp. Comrade Zhu Gaofei said this at the welcome ceremony, holding the hand of the propaganda officer and shaking it for a long time and unwilling to let go.

At that time, the country's gates first opened. In the originally deserted cultural desert, everyone was hungry and thirsty to accept foreign spiritual and cultural products, and even had a blind belief that everything abroad is good. They didn't know that those who came in from formal channels were carefully selected by relevant departments. Many of them were left-wing classic works with a long political background and educational significance of class struggle.

So, the comrades in Class 2 are still a bit too young and optimistic. "Ah, Ye Mai Ling" and "Looking at Home" are the two most famous realist films in Japan, and they are both great tragedies that sadness is about to flow into a river. They are famous in the world for the oppressed people in the world. I don't want our Class 2 to finally become a complaint meeting against the class enemies. When the female worker Afeng climbed over the wild Mai Ling on her back and looked at her hometown and died, they were all moved and burst into tears. So when the third wave of welcome stopped, I quietly pulled the propaganda officer aside and asked him if he had any other copies of the movie he brought?

The people in the film team are generally very awesome, especially when they are at the grassroots level, but he doesn't have to put on the front line in front of me, especially when I pointed out "Ah, Yemai Ling" is a bit sad and may disappoint the soldiers' expectations. The officer replied to me very seriously. This time, the second class was awarded the third-class collective merit, and the regiment arranged for them to come down to express condolences to everyone. The leader of the regiment specifically told them to bring more good books. Now the copy of the new films in the army is very nervous, and some have to run from other units, so they found a way to bring four movies. "Ah! Yemai Ling" is a new foreign film that has just been sent, and has not even watched it in the regiment. There are also "Shooting him for farewell", "Chen Huansheng to the City" and "The Battle of the South and the North". If time is too late, they are not afraid of hard work and will give the soldiers a wonderful audio-visual feast.

Well, a spy movie, a comedy movie, and a classic war movie that is not tired of watching "For the sake of the party and the country", the arrangement of the movie team is very reasonable. Now everyone in the army is robbing copies and it is not easy to get these. It is indeed a bit of care. I was a little worried. In order to express my apology less bluntly, I stuffed him a pack of Chinese cigarettes. When he saw the sign of the cigarette in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he immediately looked awe at me. I wouldn't tell him that this was a condolence gift from the fool who said he knew me, who sent me a gift to our Class 2. Everyone took the points and I only had this pack left.

I haven’t watched the movie for a long time. Although I have watched it, it’s really good! That night, the Camel Camp was so lively. Everyone said they were so happy. It’s been a long time since I was so happy!

Rumors about Zhu Rihe are full of rumor. Now even the team's film team has been sent. Has the group given up treatment, or has the time I left Zhu Rihe entered the countdown? Waiting is a torment, especially after staying in a remote and lonely place like Camel Camp for a long time, it feels so long that even my beloved rabbit comics are in a while and have nothing to say for a night.

The next day, the sun still rose.

"Comrade Lin Qianjun, prepare your luggage. Political Commissar will come to pick you up tomorrow morning." Zhu Gaofei came out of the small room of the radio station and solemnly pulled me aside and whispered to me.

I'm finally leaving? But what will happen? The information has been blocked for so long, can I adapt immediately? Are the comrades in the group okay? Can I still go back to the group? Did the butterfly make any troubles, making the group follow behind the butt in a panic and clean up the mess?

Also, the most important thing is: Have the butterfly been found?

I have been away from the front line of work for so long and stayed in the camel camp that was exiled in disguise and said that my emotions were not fluctuating. I kept thinking, what did I do wrong? Is it a question of business level, a question of method or a question of ideological height? But the Omi incident is a bad debt, involving all aspects and even a deep level of problems. I was just a trait piece, but unexpectedly came to a barely acceptable ending.

The troops saved my party and military status, and then threw me to the camel camp without stopping. If I wanted more in my heart, as a young man who once had such great power, such a big gap and unclear treatment would be anger. Once a person is angry, he often starts with stupidity, does something irreversible, and then regrets it.

Fortunately, I don’t. Although I have shallow knowledge and experience, average professional level, and work attitude is just like that, I am not attentive to the elites in the group, but I have my pride and pride, that is, my loyalty to the party, the country, the people and the army cannot be shaken, and I can withstand the test of time and any event.

This is our family motto and our family style.

When my grandfather was a child, he followed his family with a stick to escape from famine. When he sat among his starving relatives and cried dying, it was the passing Red Army marching team that gave him a second life and a career worth sacrificing for him to fight for forever. After that, not forgetting one's roots has become my motto for his practice and educating his family. This sentence is deeply imprinted in my heart.

What I am worried about is that after I leave, it is almost impossible to convince key departments to put people into the group, let alone the key role I played in the group. It would be good if Ada could protect himself. Lu Qiujian was a loyal and reliable senior thug in the group who did security work. Without me, in this top-secret group that is related to the prosperity of the country in the future, the voice of the military was almost silent. What should I do? But I thought about it again, maybe, at a certain moment, the situation must have changed that we don’t know. The troops took advantage of this opportunity to withdraw me, which must have a deeper meaning. If I think about it, I calmly accepted my own punishment. In the camel camp, I was as obedient as a cute rabbit.

The desert is yellow sand, and the heat waves are simmering like a long river, and the sunset is so round. I took the little white wolf alone to a beacon tower ruins hundreds of years ago in the distance. The swords and swords and drums and horns of the past are now only a small rammed earth mound. I looked back at the camel camp, and the several yellow houses standing still remained, and the red flags fluttered high on the flagpoles of the playground.

Life needs a sense of ritual. I came here to hold a simple farewell ceremony to the Camel Camp in my heart. Thanks to the indelible stroke it left in my life. The desolation and wind and sand were like whetstones, sharpening my will and exercising my nerves. I was ready to face the new unknown challenges. I stood on the mound and saluted a solemn military salute to the Camel Camp. The little white wolf lay at my feet, and his furry tail shook bored and swept the dust all over the ground...

On the way back to the camp, I unexpectedly met a man, a comrade who was standing behind me, who was close and far away.

"Staff Officer Lin!"

"Well, you're here, is there anything?"

"You are leaving tomorrow, I'll see you off first."

"Oh, the mission is about to be completed, so you can rest assured now."

"Haha, there are no tasks or tasks. Everyone knows that you are a good person."

"Why does this sound a bit awkward?"

"I'm stupid and can't speak, don't mind."

"What are you talking about? They are all comrades in the trench. You don't need to be so disgusted by yours. Let's go back together."

"Okay! I'll give you cigarettes. I bought them from the service club. I'll give them to you as a souvenir."

"Hahahaha, I use cigarettes as a souvenir. If I smoke, I will disappear. Then I won't smoke. I will keep it and remember you and remember our Camel Camp."

"Then I'd better smoke it. I'll give it to you if I buy it. Isn't it a waste if I stay for a long time?"

"Then why don't you smoke?"

"I learned when I was a child. My family was poor and I was beaten by my father. I couldn't get out of bed all day."

"Oh! Are you still holding back what you have? Just say whatever you have?"

"Staff Officer Lin, I just want to ask, are we powerful?"

"Which one of us?"

"It's us, you know."

"Oh...I understand, but this is a top secret."

"If you can't say anything, forget it, I shouldn't have asked."

"It's not that we can't say it, the key is whether you believe it or not. Let's say so, in the words of our predecessors, we are not that powerful, which is the second most advanced level in the world."

"ah?!"

"I was scared. I didn't believe it at all when I heard about it for the first time."

"This, how is this possible?"

"Yes! How is that possible, but this is really done. The Prime Minister has formulated three principles for our work, no beauty scheme, no money to buy, no assassination, which is contrary to our peers all over the world, but we have the most powerful spiritual weapon in the world, that is, faith, and our career is clean and noble. It is precisely because we have faith, which is a symbol of progress and saving the country, that we can attract young people who yearn for progress and intellectuals with a sense of family and country, so that we can make everyone more determined in the struggle, less afraid of sacrifice, work harder and selflessly, win repeatedly in intelligence work, and create those seemingly impossible miracles."

Speaking of this, I thought of the night when the crabapple flowers bloomed in the South China Sea, the oath I made when I looked at the waves of Lu Island, and the countless unsung heroes who silently contributed and sacrificed for the Republic, and suddenly I lost the interest in speaking.

I saluted the remains of the beacon tower, and then left Xu Mu, who was shocked after listening to my words and was thinking silently, walked on the Gobi Desert at dusk, and took my little white wolf, leaving a string of footprints...

I always thought that there were two comrades in the second class who arranged for "protecting" me, one of them, one of them, the squad leader Zhu Gaofei, which was obvious and natural. But I suspected the intellectual Murong Wu, the martial arts madman Li Sanqing, and Yue Zhiqiu, who I tried hard to get close to me as soon as I came. But no matter who it was, I would not investigate, let alone test him. No matter who he was, I would be honest and not cause trouble to everyone. Just be at peace.

But in the end, I didn't expect that an old intelligence officer like me would have taken a look. He was Xu Mu, who had always been dull and clumsy and looked less stubborn. His true nature performance was hidden! I left him alone and left, not without any intention of hiding my blushing and leaving with my face. I even forgot to say thank you to him.

TMD, it’s so embarrassing. No wonder when I was in the bureau, the organization finally arranged me to read letters from the masses. This is still not enough!

Sometimes departments like ours will secretly select some seedlings to the grassroots level, grow naturally, gradually experience, create an impeccable resume, and then find opportunities to put them in the right position, and play a key role at critical moments. I think this is how Xu Mu arranged it, but I didn't expect that even he had hidden himself. He really has a great future. I also look forward to him making greater contributions in the future. After all, I used to be optimistic about him, and it was his "Bo Le", right? I quickly found the right reason to comfort myself.

Everyone noticed that I was leaving, but because everyone knew the reasons, no one said it, so it was impossible to hold any ceremony. That night, the Camel Camp was still in a bad mood of parting. Everyone was not talking and went to bed early. However, there were a few more small souvenirs in my luggage. Comrade Zhu Gaofei made of bullet shells, beautiful stones (Gobi jade) picked up by Comrade Murong Wu, hand drums made of canned boxes by Yue Zhiqiu, Daqianmen cigarettes bought by Xu Mu at the service club, and what else is this? Li Sanqing's hand-copied secret book on the family martial arts! The little white wolf screamed beside me. I couldn't bear it, but it could only stay in the Camel Camp and guard the bright moon on the desert border.

Political Commissar Zeng arrived as scheduled with my car. I carried my luggage and the rabbit cartoons I drew these days. Under the reluctance and blessings of my comrades, I left the Camel Camp. Although I only lived for about a hundred days, I would never forget the Gobi island. Before getting on the car, I saluted another military salute to my comrades, the Camel Camp, and the bright red flag.

The wheels were rolling yellow sand for a distance, and then they heard a crackling sound of gunfire from behind, which scared the Political Commissar Zeng Ke and shouted, "What's going on?" I immediately comforted him, "It's okay, everyone watched the movie "Seeping Him for Farewell" last night, and probably they were shooting and seeing me off!" Zeng Ke's expression relaxed, but he still couldn't help but scolded him for "blind". I quickly said good things to my comrades and defended them. Maybe they were conducting gun training in the shooting range. After talking for a while, I finally got the promise that Political Commissar Zeng would not pursue it and make no mistakes. But I am afraid that after I left, the bullets sent to the second squad were to be taken back, so they could only continue to practice with the empty gun. Hurry up and seize the opportunity to shoot a few more more, otherwise there would be nothing to play.

I looked at the eternal horizon outside the car window, my eyes were sore, and I complained in my heart: "You guys..."

I caused a lot of trouble to Comrade Zeng Ke, but he was a person who adhered to his duties. Although he had always taken good care of me, he kept a distance from me at this moment and was unwilling to talk to me, so we sat silently in the car, each looking for things to do. We didn't say anything, it was all for the needs of the motherland. This friendship could only be remembered silently in our hearts.

I looked at the scenery outside the window, and the scenery remained unchanged until it drove far away. It was very far away. I saw a tree in front of me, with green leaves. It has been more than a hundred days, and I finally saw the tree again. My comrades once hugged the tree and cried bitterly, and I couldn't help but shout, "Stop!" The car stopped.

There are trees on the Gobi Desert, and there is a car under the tree. A beautiful woman stood beside the car, staring at me with a smile. I ran towards her. The two of them hugged each other affectionately for a long time and didn't want to let go. That was - Aida!

My lover, she is here to pick me up!
Chapter completed!