"Hey, please take care of yourself." Gu Ren sighed and left the ward.

As soon as he left, the door of the ward was opened again.

This time three soldiers wearing green army uniforms came in.

The three of them were serious and had a solemn expression. After walking in, the atmosphere in the entire ward became depressing and silent.

The soldier in charge said seriously: "Corporal Yang Feng, please pack your luggage and equipment and follow us."

Yang Feng nodded, got up and took off his sick clothes, put on the muddy combat uniform with blood, held Zhang Miao's urn, and followed the three soldiers to leave the ward.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he met the female nurse who changed the dressings for Yang Feng. She frowned and said, "Where are you going? Your injury has not healed yet and you need to rest."

Before Yang Feng could speak, the soldier in his voice said coldly: "Yang Feng needs to be investigated. Now he has received an order to bring him back to the country. Please do not stop him."

"What investigation?" the female nurse said unhappily, "Yang Feng is a hero who saves people, a hero, not a criminal."

Yang Feng came over and smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. I'm just going back and explain some of the things that happened during the mission."

"But your body is still very weak and cannot withstand a long journey." The nurse said caringly.

"It's okay, I know my body. This injury is nothing to me." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Then, under the nurse's gaze, Yang Feng followed the three of them away from the hospital, and then took the bus to the relevant place to go through the procedures needed to leave.

After getting through these things, we arrived at the airport. It was already midnight. Yang Feng and others got on the plane and took off directly and left Libya.

Yang Feng sat in the seat, fell asleep in a drip with his eyes closed.

Returning from Libya to China, it spans half of the earth, and it still takes a turn for a long time.

This is a long journey.

After two or three days of tossing and turning, I finally flew to China.

Along the way, Yang Feng was extremely quiet. He was not only eating, drinking, sleeping, but also holding the urn in a daze, as if he was crazy.

The plane landed at the airport, and Yang Feng got off the plane with the three of them.

Someone picked up the plane in the airport.

As soon as Yang Feng got off the plane, he saw the middle-aged man picking up the plane.

The middle-aged man was wearing a regular army uniform, and was as straight and capable as poplar, giving people a sense of majesty that was serious and graceful.

The epaulette on his shoulder is a three-star, showing his identity as a captain.

This person is Zhao Qixing, the company commander of the hero company where Yang Feng is located!

When Yang Feng saw Zhao Qixing, his eyes were wet in an instant, his face was full of grievances. He walked forward quickly, took out his right hand, stood attentively and said, "Company Commander."

Zhao Qi returned the gift and said softly: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Yang Feng nodded heavily, not daring to look directly at Zhao Qixing's calm eyes, looked down at the urn in his hand, and said in a choked voice, "Company Commander, the old squad leader..."

Zhao Qixing stopped him and said, "I know everything about it, thank you for your hard work."

He looked at Yang Feng, and his heart was filled with emotion.

He valued Yang Feng very much. He originally wanted to use this mission to train Zhang Miao, but he did not expect that Zhang Miao would unfortunately sacrifice.

The battlefield is ruthless!

The three soldiers following Yang Feng saluted to Zhao Qi, and the soldiers led by the army said, "Company Commander Zhao, we will hand over the person to you."

Zhao Qixing nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

The soldier in the lead nodded and then turned around and left with the other two.

"Let's go too." Zhao Qixing said, taking Yang Feng away from the airport and boarded a military off-road vehicle.

The atmosphere in the car was a little depressed. Zhao Qixing lit a cigarette and sucked it dullly while driving.

After a long time, when he finished smoking, he said in that low and hoarse voice: "Tell me the whole story."

Yang Feng nodded slightly, told everything, and told him all about meeting Lei Ting and others.

He had already thought about it and had to honestly explain everything. He would not consider whether doing so would have an impact on Thunder and others, because he could not lie to his leader no matter what.

Every time a lie is told, countless lies are needed to be fulfilled. He cannot let Zhao Qixing down on his trust and respect, and he cannot let himself live in the endless pain of lying.

"So you have avenged Zhang Miao?" Zhao Qixing's voice was hoarse, but with a hint of relief.

Yang Feng nodded, "It's not me, it's Lei Ting and others who helped me avenge me."

"Yes." Zhao Qixing breathed a sigh of relief, "I can't bring you back to the military region yet. You need to be investigated, but just explain it clearly as you said just now. We and Thunder are comrades-in-arms. I believe the review team will investigate it clearly."

Yang Feng nodded, was silent for a moment and asked carefully, "Company Commander, have you heard of people like Thunder?"

Zhao Qixing glanced at Yang Feng who was sitting in the passenger seat, raised his eyebrows, and keenly discovered the uneasiness and caution in Yang Feng's tone, shook his head and said, "You have never heard of it. You have also said that they are special forces, and they must be extremely mysterious existences. Besides, our country has five major military regions, who knows which military region they belong to."

Yang Feng couldn't hide his loss in his eyes, or could he not find out the information of Lei Ting and others? Which military region do they belong to? Why is it so mysterious?

He shook some of the messy thoughts in his mind and smiled bitterly. He should think about his own affairs now, and he would not have the energy to care about others.

"Company Commander, I want to take leave to send the squad leader's ashes back to his hometown." He said, and the face of Zhang Miao's pregnant wife flashed in his mind, and his heart felt as painful as a needle.

"Yes, but after the investigation is over," Zhao Qixing said, stepping on the accelerator, the speed of the car accelerated again.

The whistling wind came from his ears. Yang Feng looked at the trees that kept flashing outside the window. His originally nervous heart became calmer. With Zhao Qixing accompanying him, he felt much more at ease.

The car was speeding, and about an hour later, the military off-road vehicle was parked at the door of a military unit.

As soon as he got out of the car, two soldiers came over from the door and signaled Yang Feng to follow them.

Yang Feng was about to take a step when Zhao Qixing's voice suddenly sounded in the car, "Leave the ashes and let Zhang Miao wait for you to come out quietly."

Yang Feng nodded, put the urn in the position of the co-pilot in the car, then saluted Zhao Qi, and followed the two soldiers into the unit compound.

The two soldiers first took Yang Feng to the bathhouse of the unit. They did not take a shower because of the injury. They just scrubbed and changed into clean clothes. Then they went to the infirmary to check the wound and locked Yang Feng in a small room and told Yang Feng to write an action report. After that, there was no movement and they only gave him a meal at night.

After Yang Feng finished his meal and wrote his action report, he fell asleep. He was flying in the past two days, and his injuries were already a little tired.

One night passed, and the next day was just dawn.

With a creaking sound, the door of Yang Feng's house was opened roughly!
Chapter completed!