"Fight to the end!" everyone shouted loudly.
"Sit down." Luo Bingwei waved his hand and said, "I am most relieved that you can co back alive. At least, this unit of ours has been well-tested, capable of defending our country and surrounding our people. This at least shows that we are worthy of the national emblem above our heads and the responsibilities on our shoulders."
Lin Chuan was listening intently on the side.
There was a ti when he thought the sa; there was a ti when he did the sa.
Lin Chuan has always considered himself a son of the great motherland, therefore, defending the country beca his mission and also his duty. For the country, for the people, Lin Chuan sacrificed a lot, and the dense scars on his body are left from the battlefield. The bullet near his heart has never been removed. It is evidence of his defense of the country.
However, after a period of decline, the mission in his heart seed to be rekindled again, like a fla about to extinguish, suddenly ignited fiercely. It made people feel the burning fla.
"Eat!" Luo Bingwei laughed.
After three rounds of drinks, everyone surprisingly started to blow the military bugle and sang the military songs. They all appeared very excited and agitated. Zhao Zhonghai, after drinking several kilograms of white wine, eventually ended up sleeping on the table.
Lin Chuan had only drunk half a bottle, about half a kilogram.
After everyone was drunk, Lin Chuan walked out of the canteen alone and stood among the deep mountains and forests. Not far away, there was a sentry post. In the sentry stood a straight soldier, carrying a assault rifle on his shoulder and wearing a bulletproof helt overhead. He watched all around vigilantly, guarding against enemies that might rush at any mont.
In the narrow border of the country, there are too many warriors like him at the remote borderlines, silently giving their youth and sweating. Thinking of this, Lin Chuan suddenly felt he was not alone.
But indeed, he was not alone, at least he had comrades. He also had people he loved and who loved him.
............
That night, Lin Chuan took a car arranged by Luo Bingwei, left the mountain area, followed a winding path through the mountains, and headed straight to Kunming. As a tourist, traveling in the mountains would be quite pleasant, at least the air was very fresh and the scenery was particularly charming. This month, the colorful flowers on the mountains blood, and various fruits also peered out.
Kunming is a city of eternal spring, with spring all year round, no severely hot sumr, no harsh winter.
Lin Chuan sat in a military jeep, leaning on the backseat, watching the fascinating view outside. Suddenly, he felt emotional. Unexpectedly, this trip out was not so easy to return from. Lin Chuan felt sowhat sentintal, life really is like a drama, a drama like life.
Being born into this world is an accident, and leaving this world is also an accident.
Being alive is itself a fortunate thing.
And dying is also inevitable.
Lin Chuan looked up at the clear blue sky, the bright moon still hanging in the sky. His heart was complicated, and he suddenly rembered those people he killed. He couldn't help staring at his hands contaminated with blood. Those lives he took, Lin Chuan seed to still rember the fearful eyes they had when they died. Perhaps, they never thought they would die by soone else's hand.
Lin Chuan was more sentintal.
A human's life spans not more than a hundred years; yet to the vast universe, it's as fleeting as a second, a blink of an eye. Everyone will eventually die, and then, there's nothing, everything in this world will lose its significance. If not dying, in tens of thousands of years, humanity will also face extinction one day; if not extinct, in hundreds of millions of years, Earth also faces destruction one day, the universe is dark, without ti, without space, a world where you can't see, can't hear, can't touch, what significance do things we currently value, care about, or agonize over have then?
Suddenly, a sense of pessimism began to spread in Lin Chuan's heart.
He suddenly recalled Tang Yung, rembered Song Xiaojia, rembered Zhou Rui, rembered Mu Bai who he killed, rembered Nuo Xiaoxi who stood with him through thick and thin. Perhaps, only they could provide the motivation for him to continue living. Perhaps, only they could stimulate him in so ways. Otherwise, he could sink into that pessimistic world. Maybe one day he would be conquered by his own inner demons, and perhaps, he would take an irreversible path.
Fortunately, Lin Chuan's mind rembered Tang Yung and the others, rembered the monts he spent with them, rembered the beauty of this world.
A few hours later, the car arrived in Kunming.
"Lin Chuan, we have arrived at the airport," the soldier driving the car hurriedly said.
"Okay, thank you!" Lin Chuan snapped back to reality and imdiately realized that he had arrived at Changshui International Airport in Kunming.
Changshui International Airport, located in Changshui Village, Guan Du District, Kunming City, Yunnan Province, about 25 kiloters northeast of Kunming City, is managed by Yunnan Airport Group Co., Ltd. It is one of the world's top 100 airports, the only large hub airport approved during the national "Eleventh Five-Year Plan" period, serving as a gateway international hub airport in Southwest China, and is one of China's two major national gateway hub airports alongside Urumqi Diwopu International Airport.
The airport is huge. Upon entering, Lin Chuan headed straight to the international departure. He smoothly printed his boarding pass, then walked towards the security check.
At the security check, the male police officer who was in charge gave Lin Chuan a glance and politely smiled. Then, he let him through. It seed he didn't even check Lin Chuan's passport and boarding pass but directly stamped the boarding pass with a security clearance.
After Lin Chuan had left, the male police officer picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Captain, Lin Chuan has reached the airport."
"That's great," a hearty voice ca from the walkie-talkie.
The old General was constantly tracking Lin Chuan's whereabouts. Knowing that Lin Chuan had entered Changshui International Airport had relieved him a lot. Lin Chuan's willingness to execute the mission indicated he had entirely let go of his past resentnts.
However, just because Lin Chuan had let go of his resentnts, it didn't an the Chen family had. If the Chen family refused to let go, a fierce collision was inevitable sooner or later. As the country's leader, he had risked everything for this nation, tirelessly managing countless affairs and sacrificing his youth and life. Therefore, he did not wish for internal conflicts to erupt, nor internal struggles.
Two hours later, the plane took off, flying towards Tokyo Haneda International Airport in Japan.
Tokyo Haneda Airport, also known as Tokyo International Airport. Located at the southeast end of Oota District in Tokyo, on the left bank of the Tama River Estuary. It covers an area of 4.08 million square ters. Approximately 230 flights enter and leave the airport daily, with about 460 take-offs and landings. Nearly 70 million passengers pass through each year, accounting for more than half of the dostic air travel in the country.
Tokyo Haneda International Airport was built in August 1931, originally as a nationally-owned civil airport. Post-World War II, it was taken over by the U.S. military. It reopened in 1952, serving as the gateway to air transport for the capital, Tokyo, and providing dostic and a small amount of international passenger and cargo air service. After Narita International Airport was completed in 1978, Haneda Airport was transford into Japan's dostic air transport hub while still managing a few international flights. In 2010, the International Terminal and D Runway were completed, expanding Haneda Airport's range of international routes.
Coming down from the plane. A vast duty-free area.
Lin Chuan walked slowly, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings. This mission was entirely up to him alone. Moreover, given the ti constraints, it was extrely urgent—he needed to find a person he had never t within four days and also destroy the intelligence information in his possession. This was indeed a formidable challenge.
"Quick, quick, go!"
"Hurry, don't let the people ahead buy everything."
Behind Lin Chuan, a large crowd rushed forward; Lin Chuan was in first class, so he was among the first to disembark. Not long after he got off, a bunch of people from the economy class sward in. They were mainly led by elderly n and won. This group of people surged forward.
"Excuse , excuse !" Several won dressed in silk satin, holding knitting bags, hurriedly pushed forward. One of them directly bumped into Lin Chuan.
"Ouch!" Lin Chuan couldn't help but wince in pain.
This group of elderly n and won quickly pushed forward, appearing very excited and enthusiastic.
Lin Chuan was sowhat dumbfounded. The combat power of these elderly n and won was too formidable, wasn't it? They had even knocked him aside. Usually, these people clamored for seats on public buses while often scamming and staging accidents. How could they now seem so fierce, not at all like soone who needed to be offered a seat?
This group quickly squeezed into the duty-free area.
The following scene left Lin Chuan even more astonished. An elderly man and a woman, each holding a knitting bag, swiftly swept the duty-free shop's rchandise into their bags, then began grabbing huge amounts of goods to pay for. For them, it seed like these items cost nothing. Even though it was a duty-free shop, the sa item that might sell for ten thousand in China only costs eight thousand here. But still, eight thousand was also money.
Moreover, it was not just an old man and woman doing this; the entire group was acting in the sa way.
Lin Chuan felt puzzled and amazed. He quickly approached and asked, "Ma'am, the toothpaste, body wash, and shampoo you are buying are all available in China. Why would you travel so far to buy them here?"
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