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After Lao Han jumped down

A squad leader carrying a machine gun also stood up.

His surname is Niu, and his given name is Niu Debiao.

He served in the army for fourteen years, and the bullets he fired could fill a train car.

At this moment, he looked at the scene of Lao Han jumping off the cliff, and at the empty cliff.

Listen to the laughter that still echoes.

His lips slowly parted into a smile.

A smile that was both ugly and incredibly radiant.

"That bastard Lao Han..." he muttered, "but he danced pretty well."

Then he turned around.

He looked at the soldiers guarding the area beside him.

Look at those—

The person who has stood by him for so long.

He spoke.

The sound was very loud:

"Brothers—!!!"

"Old Han jumped—!!!"

"What are we waiting for?!"

Ma Dapao was the first to respond.

He jumped up from the rock.

Laughing the loudest:

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

"Jump--!!!"

"Everyone fucking jump—!!!"

He laughed as he ran toward the edge of the cliff.

It ran like a mad rabbit.

They ran to the edge of the cliff.

Stand still.

Look back.

Looking at the hesitant defenders.

Looking at those—

The elite soldier hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

He raised his hand.

He waved his hand.

"Brothers—!!!"

"I'm going first—!!!"

"The next selection—!!!"

"I'm coming back—!!!"

Done.

Take a leap.

"ah--!!!"

Screams.

But then, laughter came from below:

"Hahaha--!!!"

"This is so much fun!!!"

"This is fucking fun!!!"

The second person to stand up was very quiet.

His surname is Qi, and his given name is Qi Moran.

He was a sniper in the garrison.

He's partnered with Lao Han.

When Lao Han jumped, he didn't move.

I just watched quietly.

Now, he stood up.

We walked to the edge of the cliff.

There was no laughter.

No one shouted.

Just standing there.

Look down.

I looked at it for three seconds.

Then--

He jumped.

There were no screams.

There was no laughter.

Only the sound of the wind.

But in the instant he disappeared—

His voice came from below:

"Old Han—"

"You jumped so well—"

"Not as handsome as me."

bottom of the cliff.

Old Han's laughter stopped abruptly.

Then, even louder laughter erupted:

"Qi Moran—!!!"

"You son of a bitch—!!!"

"I'm not finished with you!!!"

The third.

He was a young garrison soldier.

His name is Feng Taijie.

He stood there.

Looking at the brothers who jumped down.

Listen to those laughs.

"Class monitor..." He looked at the class monitor beside him, "I..."

His squad leader was Zhou Tieshan.

That's the squad leader who led them to the very end.

He glanced at Feng Taijie.

His eyes were very gentle.

"Afraid?" he asked.

Feng Taijie nodded:

"A little."

Zhou Tieshan smiled.

"Being afraid is the right thing to do."

"Don't be afraid, that's a madman."

He paused:

"But even the madmen jumped."

"Don't you want to be a madman?"

Feng Taijie was stunned.

Then, he gritted his teeth.

"think."

He started walking.

They walked towards the edge of the cliff.

Although he was somewhat scared.

But every step is forward.

We walked to the edge of the cliff.

He glanced down.

Eighty meters.

Bottomless.

The wind is blowing up from below.

It made a whooshing sound.

The wind was so strong he couldn't open his eyes.

But he did not back down.

He closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Then--

She jumped.

"ah--!!!"

Screams.

But soon, his voice came from below:

"Class monitor—!!!"

"I jumped—!!!"

"I didn't back down—!!!"

Zhou Tieshan smiled.

I laughed so hard that tears came out.

There were still a few veterans on the mountaintop.

One of them was surnamed Ding and named Ding Daya.

He got this nickname because his front teeth were particularly large.

He sat on the rock, without moving.

Looking at those who jumped.

Listen to those laughs.

Someone asked him:

"Ding Daya, aren't you going to jump?"

He shook his head:

"What's the rush?"

"Let them jump first."

"I'll be the grand finale."

Now, he stood up.

I stretched my muscles a bit.

The bones were making a "crackling" sound.

He walked to the edge of the cliff.

Stand there.

Like a mountain.

Then he spoke:

"You lads from Sheshan Mountain—!!!"

The sound was like thunder.

"I am Ding Daya—!!!"

"today--!!!"

"I'm the happiest person ever—!!!"

"because--!!!"

He spoke each word clearly:

"You guys are really good at fighting—!!!"

Done.

Take a leap.

then.

the fifth.

sixth.

the seventh.

One by one.

The garrison soldiers all stood up.

Walking towards the edge of the cliff.

Some people jumped while laughing.

Someone shouted to jump.

Someone is jumping with their eyes closed.

Someone jumped with their eyes open.

"I served in the army for ten years—!!!"

"Haven't jumped off the cliff yet—!!!"

"Let's try it today—!!!"

"ah--!!!"

"Hahaha--!!!"

"Brothers—!!!"

"The next selection—!!!"

"I'm coming back—!!!"

"One shot, one kill—!!!"

"I'll make sure you can't climb up here—!!!"

The sounds rose and fell.

It came up from the bottom of the cliff.

One by one.

One sound after another.

picture--

A song sung with one's life.

A soldier named Liu Datou walked to the edge of the cliff.

His head is unusually large.

That's why he got this nickname.

He glanced down.

Then he smiled.

His smile was particularly honest and simple.

"In my life, there are only two things—"

"Eat, fight."

"Today, there's one more thing—"

"Jump off a cliff."

Done.

She jumped.

On the cliff, there was still a guard who glanced down.

Then he spoke:

"Ma Dapao—!!!"

"Are you fucking down there?!"

The voice of Ma Dapao could be heard from below:

"exist--!!!"

"What's wrong?!"

He shouted:

"I'm coming down here to find you—!!!"

"then--!!!"

She jumped.

From the bottom of the cliff came Ma Dapao's screams:

"ah--!!!"

"You fucking hit me—!!!"

"Hahaha--!!!"

Finally, a soldier named Lao Ge walked to the edge of the cliff.

He is the head of the cooking squad.

I'm forty-five this year.

He was the oldest among the garrison.

He glanced down.

Then he turned around.

He looked at the young soldiers who were still watching him.

"Hey kids," he yelled, "how's my cooking?"

A shout came from below:

"tasty--!!!"

Old Ge laughed:

"Then I'll go down first and prepare a victory celebration for you guys—!!!"

"Wait for you to come down—!!!"

"Eat my braised pork—!!!"

She jumped.

A soldier named Yang Tietou walked to the edge of the cliff.

He was a combat engineer.

Specialized in mine clearance.

He glanced down.

Then he laughed:

"I've spent my whole life defusing landmines."

"Today, I'll personally be the thunderbolt."

"Let's see how loud it is when it falls."

She jumped.

A soldier named Little Sichuan walked to the edge of the cliff.

He was a new recruit who joined the army last year.

A native of Sichuan.

He glanced down.

Eighty meters.

It is indeed very high.

His legs were shaking.

But he did not back down.

He closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Then, he shouted in Sichuan dialect:

"I am Lao Tzu!!!"

"Jump—!!!"

She jumped.

His voice came from the bottom of the cliff:

"ah--!!!"

"I'm still alive—!!!"

"Sichuanese people—!!!"

"No bluffing—!!!"

Zhou Tieshan stood there.

Watching his soldiers jump down one by one.

Listen to their shouts.

Listen to their laughter.

His eyes reddened.

But he didn't cry.

He smiled.

That smile was full of pride.

"Good lads..." he murmured, "Good lads..."

At last.

Zhou Tieshan turned around.

Walking towards the edge of the cliff.

His pace was very slow.

But it's very stable.

Every step felt like stepping to the beat of a drum.

We walked to the edge of the cliff.

He stopped.

Looking down into that abyss.

Looking at those—

The brother is still laughing.

Then he smiled.

That smile was very calm.

It was as calm as a still pond.

"Brothers—!!!"

He shouted:

"Here I come—!!!"

Take a leap.

"ah--!!!"

Screams.

But soon, laughter came from below:

"You lads from Sheshan Mountain—!!!"

"You won—!!!"

"But I refuse to accept this!!!"

"next time--!!!"

"I'll be guarding this place again next time—!!!"

bottom of the cliff.

Those soldiers who jumped down lay on the ground.

Lying inside the safety net.

Lying on those—

Beside the brother who had just been thrown down.

They were laughing.

shouted.

He was cursing.

"Ma Dapao—!!!"

"You fucking hit me—!!!"

"Hahaha--!!!"

"You little brat—!!!"

"You dare jump, you little brat—!!!"

"Why wouldn't I dare?!"

"Squad Leader Zhou—!!!"

"You've come down too—!!!"

"nonsense--!!!"

"I'll watch you all jump around—!!!"

"Ding Daya—!!!"

"Didn't you say it would be the grand finale?!"

"I'm the grand finale!!!"

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"You clearly jumped in front of me—!!!"

"That's because I was going easy on you guys—!!!"

The laughter blended together.

They merged into one.

Huicheng—

A joyous celebration welling up from the bottom of my heart.

Old Han lay in the net.

Qi Moran was beside him.

Two snipers, lying side by side.

Old Han turned his head and looked at Qi Moran:

"What did you just say?"

"You think I dance as well as you?"

Qi Moran also turned her head to look at him:

"Um."

"He's just not as handsome as me."

Old Han punched him in the shoulder:

"fart!"

"I'm the coolest dancer!"

Qi Mo smiled:

"Okay, okay, you're the most handsome."

"But you're not as tall as me."

"I can jump farther than you."

Ma Dapao was lying on the other side.

Wei Dayong pressed down on him.

"Wei Dayong—!!!"

"Get the hell up—!!!"

"You've crushed me to death—!!!"

Wei Dayong slowly got up:

"Didn't you tell me to catch you?"

"Here it comes."

Ma Dapao glared at him:

"I told you to take the hit, not to press it down—!!!"

Wei Dayong smiled憨厚ly:

"Next time, I'll lie down."

"You're pressing down on me."

Little Sichuan was lying in the corner.

He was still smiling.

He laughed like a child.

"I jumped..." he muttered, "I really jumped..."

The person next to him patted him on the shoulder:

"Little Sichuan, you're amazing!"

"I wasn't scared the first time I jumped."

Little Sichuan's eyes narrowed with laughter:

"That's—!!!"

"Sichuanese people—!!!"

"No bluffing—!!!"

PS.

I've lost count of how many days I've had this fever...