A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 182 Green Leather Train
When people die, they always leave something behind and they always want to be remembered.

Feng Yuxiu began to write a letter, in which he described Xue Lin's situation in detail.

Went to the mail room at dawn.

That was a letter to Lao Ma. Xue Lin's relationship with him was much deeper than his own.

Lao Ma was also Xue Lin’s first squad leader.

Everyone in Grassland Class 5 needs to know this.

Maybe Lao Ma has their contact information.

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The rain has been falling.

The atmosphere in the 702nd Regiment also turned sad on this day.

"Raise the flag!"

Soldiers from the entire regiment stood on the training ground in the heavy rain. A soldier in casual uniform in the middle came over with a red urn and a solemn expression on his face.

The company commander of the Red Third Company and the squad leader of the Grassland Fifth Squad looked at them with sad faces.

Even Chengcai, who is selfish by nature, was furious at this moment.

Wu Liuyi limped and let the rain rush into his eyes.

Feng Yuxiu stared blankly at the red box where Xue Lin's ashes were placed.

The voice of the short soldier with the accent seemed to still ring in his ears.

"Sanduo..."

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes became calm again.

Otherwise he will have another attack.

The ceremony was grand and the group's fundraising was over.

Of course, the largest sum of money came from the pension of the Nanjing Military Region, which was enough for Xue Lin's parents to live well for the rest of their lives.

Feng Yuxiu felt that he did not owe anyone anything, including Xue Lin... If Xue Lin had not followed him, he would have run out of the mountains long ago.

That's a burden...

Anyone who is a burden like Shen Xue should die.

"No!" Feng Yuxiu suddenly woke up, and that madman began to dominate his thoughts again.

His eyes grew calm as he waited for it to be over.

After the ceremony, Xue Lin’s ashes will be sent home.

It has always been a tradition for the Chinese people to return to their roots.

It is difficult to choose who will send the baby off and who will face the family members' gazes.

Because Chinese people value completeness, Xue Lin has now turned into ashes.

How to face his parents?
The ideas of this era are extremely conservative.

"Xu Sanduo, I hope you can send your comrades home safely and let them return to their roots." Wang Qingrui shouted loudly with a numb and calm face.

"Yes!" Feng Yuxiu carefully took the urn.

Behind him were the secretary of the regiment headquarters and the commander of the Red Third Company.

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Gao Cheng stood beside Wang Qingrui and watched the military vehicle leave.

Wang Qingrui sighed, "What do you think of this soldier..."

"Captain, I don't think the departure of his comrades can change him. His personality is suitable for Old A. If he is not rebellious, what is the point of being a soldier?"

Gao Cheng interrupted Wang Qingrui's sigh, "Every year, soldiers sacrifice their lives in the army. Although it's sad, I can look at it with a positive attitude. As for being a soldier... I've been prepared since I joined the army. If I die gloriously that day, I think it's normal."

Wang Qingrui glanced at him and asked, "Do you dare to tell this to your father?"

"Why wouldn't you dare say it to my face? Don't look at me as a son of a military family. That's what you taught me. I never believed it. The 702th Steel Company became the vanguard of the nd Regiment without any help from my father."

"When will this halo be removed from my head?"

Seeing Gao Cheng's indignant expression, Wang Qingrui chuckled, "It seems like it can't be removed. Your father won't agree."

Gao Cheng said with a straight face, "Then I will continue to risk my life."

"But what exactly were you thinking when Xu Sanduo went to deliver the ashes? Was it really to atone for his sins? He didn't owe anything."

Wang Qingrui was silent for a moment. "This soldier still has to move forward. Let him experience more on his way forward. I hope he can understand the true friendship of comrades. He is too indifferent."

Gao Cheng couldn't understand, "Cold-hearted people are usually cruel, so only such people can become the king of soldiers."

"He can do things that are beyond the norm, and he has the ability to do them."

Wang Qingrui suddenly sneered.

Gao Cheng looked at him with some confusion. "With this kind of personality, he's destined to remain just a soldier. As the military reforms continue, we need permanent officers, commanders like Yuan Lang."

"The future will inevitably be an information age, so coordination skills are much more important than individual abilities. I just don't want this soldier to be eliminated."

Gao Cheng was silent for a moment. "He will leave sooner or later. Perhaps when he sees a true genius, a true soldier king, he will start to compete with him. Gone!"

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The green train rumbled forward.

Feng Yuxiu looked at the increasingly barren mountains on both sides and glanced down at the urn.

Even though he was immune to life and death, he felt a slight bitterness at this moment. Accidents of life and death always came so suddenly.

A simple martial arts competition cost the soldier his life.

He didn't understand why he agreed to Wang Qingrui's request. Perhaps he wanted to go out and take a look.

What other reasons does he have to find to stay in the army?

At this moment, Feng Yuxiu was completely confused.

He doesn't know what he wants?
But the ultimate goal seems to be to kill Xiahou Wu and Lu Xuanxin.

But in that case, his ending would still be his previous life.

He would never be able to leave Hong Kong and would be hunted down by the Flying Tigers.

Maybe...staying in the army is an identity.

You can do something reasonable.

In order to appear to protect Shi Jin and Wu Liuyi, he slit the throat of a thug who attacked him.

If it were in the previous life, even if it was self-defense, there would still be an unclear investigation.

But now, he just had to go.

At the Army Academy, rescue the female students who were held hostage by gangsters.

He slaughtered the thugs in the warehouse.

On the way back, hunt down those desperadoes.

The number of lives he has taken exceeds that of his previous life. But he seems to be increasingly valued.

Clang clang clang.

The scenery outside the car turned into dotted mountains, and there was still snow on the shady side of the mountains.

From a distance, it seems to be a different kind of desert scenery.

The secretary of the regiment headquarters stared blankly into the distance. A platoon leader from the Red Third Company came. He was the platoon leader of the Grassland Fifth Squad.

The two of them sat upright and stared out the window.

It takes more than 20 hours to drive from Hebei to Gansu. Just thinking about this long journey is a bit torturous.

But looking at the box in Feng Yuxiu's arms, both of them were serious.

All three were wearing casual clothes, and their regular clothes were placed in the package.

The security check when boarding a vehicle is very simple these days. It just involves a general manual inspection to ensure there are no firearms or controlled knives.

But Feng Yuxiu and the other two avoided security checks because they had their ID cards.

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"Brother, those three guys are holding a big box. It looks like it's made of mahogany. Do you want to buy one? We can't always go home empty-handed. We can't even afford the train tickets."

Pickpockets in this era are professional and organized into groups.

This includes the motorcycle gangs in Guangzhou, who roam around the provincial capitals stealing and robbing.

So, when Feng Yuxiu and the other two sat together, it was impossible not to attract attention with the boxes they held tightly in their hands and the round packages under their feet.

In the carriage, eight men who looked like migrant workers were squatting on the ground and whispering to each other.

The leader was wearing a denim jacket and looking at the aisle with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Do it! But don't do it on the bus! We're going to Shaanxi anyway, so just follow them wherever they get off!"

"Let's have some meat first during the New Year!"

"Okay!" Several people looked at Feng Yuxiu with fierce expressions.

Feng Yuxiu slowly opened his eyes and looked over.

The eight people pretended not to care and turned their heads to look in other directions.

"Eight more."

(End of this chapter)