After I returned to the barracks, I took a group of soldiers to train, make plans, fight, fight, and drive every day... But these did not make me forget Wanying. Even though I was exhausted, I still toss and turn in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

I simply carried a full 70 kilograms of supplies and ran wildly in the desert alone.

I did not die when I encountered a sand storm. I fell into a natural sand pit that was 70 meters deep. I couldn't find water for a few days. I found a slightly watery sand grain from the two-meter-deep sand layer, put them in my mouth, and used negligible water to support me to find an oasis in the desert.

That's it, I'm still not dead!

In this life Jedi, in order to survive, I used all the intelligence of human beings. I cut off the cactus, squeezed out the juice that was harmful to the human body, and poured them on some dry plants. When they stretched the juice again, I covered the plants with plastic bags, waiting for the moisture that the plants evaporated during photosynthesis.

It took me a full twenty hours to extract less than fifty milliliters of water!

I eat dry plants, camel bones that fell down in unknown times, eat a poisonous snake that wanted to sneak attack me at night, and eat a poisonous spider that was unlucky to jump on me. I could even lie in the fierce sunshine for six hours in a row, until the vulture in the sky eliminated its guard and finally pounced down to peck at the corpse, I suddenly reached out and twisted its neck.

I kept moving forward alone and constantly fighting with the god of death. My life has not yet been discovered and was inspired little by little. Every day, I could clearly feel that I was stronger again.

In this way, I forced myself to measure the Gobi Desert, which is known as the cliff of life, with my own legs!

When I returned to the barracks two months later, I looked at the lonely smoke rising from the barracks from afar, and suddenly a feeling of changing the fields in my heart, making me unable to help but make a sound like a wild wolf at the falling sunset.

After returning to the military camp, I ignored the dissuasion of the military doctor, ate and drank wildly, and then slept for three days. When I finally got up and appeared again in front of the brothers of the Fifth Special Forces, everyone's feeling was: the squad leader has changed!

His domineeringness is a little less, and his body has a little more wilderness. He stood there quietly. For some reason, although the colors are different, he can quickly merge with the earth to form a nearly perfect unity, making it easy for you to ignore his existence.

But when he stood with his hands behind his back and looked around the audience, his sharp-cold gaze was like a flying peck of a vulture and a sneak attack by a poisonous snake, making you tremble in your heart involuntarily, and even a solemn look rose on Gu Liemu's face.

This is the power that Fu Yinxue burned all her love and hatred in exchange for in two months.

People who have never experienced separation and death will never be able to make themselves so strong for life!

Fu Yinxue scanned the 135 officers and soldiers in the audience and said in a deep voice: "I'm back!"

The Fifth Special Force suddenly exclaimed and thunderous applause. These four short words mean that Fu Yinxue had defeated him. He became a brilliant hero and the immortal military soul of the Chinese army!

After the war between China and India, Chinese soldiers appeared on the world stage again. Although it was just a showdown between divisions, it rekindled the patriotic enthusiasm of all citizens. Some military experts even asserted that the victory of this war was like adding enough fuel to China's increasingly powerful chariot!

This has seen a glimmer of hope for overseas Chinese. Although they no longer hold Chinese nationality, they can only get the respect and guarantee they deserve in other countries if they have a strong nation.

Just the sixth day after I returned to the military camp to report, Deputy Director Jin Shaoqiang of the State Administration of Security and Changsun Ting visited together. After Changsun Ting and I hugged each other warmly, they handed me a big file folder with a heavy expression, "Brother, look at this."

I took out dozens of letters without stamps from it. The people who wrote these letters obviously did not often use Chinese. They wrote in traditional Chinese. In the first sentence of the first letter, I found two typos. Before my smile spread out from the corner of my mouth, a murderous aura burst out from my eyes.

"The Chinese have no place to live here. As long as there is an economic recession in Indonesia, riots will still break out. We have no future! This is simply a hell on earth, with flames everywhere, crazy screams everywhere, and screams of Chinese people who were dragged onto the street by them. For the sake of our descendants of China and the blood of the descendants of the dragon, please reach out to save us!"

"My hands and feet are still shaking now. The thugs are like locusts passing through the border. They rob merchants when they see them, and overturn the cars when they see them. The whole road is almost a sea of ​​fire and devastated. I can only watch my warehouse and office burn into a sea of ​​fire. Don't you feel sorry for it? But what can I do! We Chinese already have a strong motherland. I ask the Chinese government to support a strong protective umbrella for duckweed, who live overseas and do not receive respect and recognition."

...

Letters of distress were delivered to us through the Chinese Embassy in Indonesia. Looking at the photos attached to the letter, we, the professional soldiers who were murderous, were trembling with their hands slightly.

Hundreds of Chinese women who were raped and killed were piled up with naked bodies. A thug held a bloody machete in his left hand and a heart that had just been dug out of his chest with his right hand. With a grin that was definitely not a human, he sent the heart to his mouth.

Two thugs wearing red scarves and dancing iron rods on their hands were riding a motorcycle and galloping on the street. Behind the motorcycle was a bloody corpse. The blood oozed out of the corpse drew a shocking bloodline on the road.

There were no less than a hundred steel needles and bamboo sticks inserted into the breasts of the woman who was raped and killed. What was really fatal was a thick wooden stick that was inserted directly into her body from the lower vagina.

Two boys who looked only eleven or twelve years old were walking on the street, holding a bloody head in their hands, and found someone taking photos of them. They raised the head in their hands high, and two childish "naive" smiles appeared...

In the Indonesian capital of Agada, another large-scale riot occurred!

Thousands of thugs robbed everywhere and set fire to cars, tires, shops and houses, causing thick smoke to cover the sky in the entire city. Without exception, the entire Jakarta Chinese became the biggest victim of the riot.

The Chinese shop in Chinatown, located in the GLODOK district of the capital Jakarta, was completely destroyed. Indonesian thugs collectively raped hundreds of Chinese women.

These rapists include gangsters, hooligans, students from martial arts schools, and some are even professional soldiers in military uniforms! The government acquiesced and supports the riots, leading the people's dissatisfaction to the Chinese to vent their dissatisfaction, and quelling various social spears. This is Indonesia's usual trick! (Xiao Yao's note: Except for those letters of help, other information and photos are by no means fabricated out of thin air, but facts!)

Changsunting patted my shoulder and said, "Brother, the helicopter is parked outside! 'He's going to see you, this time you have a full sixty minutes!"

I nodded fiercely and followed Changsunting and Jin Shaoqiang out of the military camp without saying a word.

I came to the top-secret office underground of the National Security Bureau again and stood on the communications station. When I saw "him" with a gentle and sharp smile again, I seriously respected the highest etiquette of a soldier to "him".

"He" stared at me for a moment, carefully looked at my expression and demeanor, and finally said in surprise: "Fu Yinxue, your growth rate surprised me. Now the psychologists and strategy experts behind me are desperately guessing what you have encountered in the past two months. If I was still a little regretful about promoting the youngest commander in China, now all I have left in my heart is absolute pride! I am proud that China has a soldier like you, and you deserve the reputation of those honors and status!"

I held my hands up and said proudly: "Yes!"

"You have read the information, can you tell me about your opinion?"

I pondered for a moment and slowly squeezed out four words from my mouth: "Stop killing with killing!"

Fu Yinxue is really the first person to dare to make such naked and violent remarks in front of "him" without any scruples!

"He" muttered lightly, without hiding his appreciation for the young colonel in his eyes, and smiled: "Can you speak more carefully?"

I recalled the information I read on the plane and said in a deep voice: "The Indonesian capital Agada has a population of nine million. More than 5,000 thugs robbed and raped them in the riots. The reason why they dared to be so unscrupulous is that they have the tacit approval and even support of the Indonesian government. On the other hand, no country will come out to uphold justice for those Chinese people. If they kill, they will kill them in vain, and if they rob them, they will rob them in vain. Those gangsters who are idle all day long, don't they hope that such good things will happen every day?"

A crazy murderous aura suddenly popped up in my eyes and said with a grim voice: "Aren't there only five thousand gangsters? As long as we can clear this batch of garbage with the most thunderous means, we can kill the chicken and scare the monkey! If those bastards are not educated and they riot once, we will go and kill once, until they find out the rules and understand the reason for the bleeding, those little bastards must not be honest. Those who are not afraid of death have long become big brothers, and they still have to be gangsters to work hard for others?"

Jin Shaoqiang coughed around me, but Changsunting secretly stretched out a thumb to me.

"He" has so many behavioral psychology masters and a lot of strategy experts. Of course, he should know my personality and personality. He summoned me from the training camp and left me with an hour of precious time. Of course, he would not want to listen to my achievements and a proper analysis.

What he wants to listen to is the most straightforward battle declaration of an iron-blooded soldier!

What he needs to know is how to use the most thunderous means to eliminate the enemy outside the battlefield or battlefield!

I once had a super chaos in Tokyo alone. I can be regarded as an expert who incited terrorist activities, planned riots and robbed, and directed murder and rape.

"He" reminded: "Indonesia and India are different. They have no territorial disputes with us. Even if those Chinese die in the riots, they can only be said to be their 'family affairs'. We can only call on humanitarianism everywhere in the international community, and it is impossible to directly send troops to support those Chinese with force."

I smiled and said, "Of course the army cannot do it. China respects the sovereignty of other countries. But there are too many terrorists now. Indonesia has tens of thousands of islands of all sizes, and there should be pirates rampant there. Maybe there is such a kind of pirate, and there will be no riots. They rob Chinese rich businessmen, and pirates will rob Indonesian bosses; they kill a Chinese, and pirates will be unhappy and will kill ten Indonesian gangsters in a row; they rape a woman, and pirates will want ten Indonesian bastards to become eunuchs!"
Chapter completed!