The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Office building code-named 09.

Located in a large compound in the western district of Beijing.

The red slogans that were once painted on the mottled walls have now faded, as if a very long time has passed.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time, perhaps a year, maybe two years, or even longer.

The glass on the wooden windows looked grey and hazy, and I couldn't tell what was going on in the office building, not at all.

The peeling paint on the wooden frame looks like cracked porcelain, but it does not have any of the beauty that porcelain should have. The details everywhere remind people that this building has not been popular for a long time.

Today, someone finally came to Building 09.

First, a truck came, which was full of soldiers. When they arrived at the destination, they jumped out of the car and took out shovels, sickles, brooms, and dustpans. It was obvious that they were on official business.

After getting off the car, they began to clean up. Under the leadership of the team leader, they loaded all the weeds and fallen leaves in the yard into the car.

"You can't take paper materials with you. Just wipe the window glass from the outside, and don't go inside~!"

The older deputy squad leader seemed to be very experienced. Before working, he slowly lit a cigarette for himself, squatted beside the car, and began to lecture the soldiers who were working.

"Oh my god, Deputy Jin, it's been a long time since anyone cleaned this place. It's a lot of work~!"

Young people are full of energy, especially those who can come out of the barracks. They are happy to do anything, even if it is just cleaning. No one has any objection when they see the deputy squad leader who is busy smoking.

"Damn it, if it's too light, it won't be our turn. Hurry up, take care of every corner and every inch. Don't look back. Some people say that the people in our third shift can only cheat and act slyly when they go out on business~!"

When the convoy was being supported, Jin Kailai, who had just joined the army not long ago, had now become a squad leader. The smell of a new recruit had long been washed away. Except for his slightly immature face, his every move now had the style of a veteran.

Maybe it was because he was in the army and was provided with food, so he, who was frail at the beginning, started to gain weight. He was not as muscular as in the movies, but his broad frame showed that he still had room for growth.

"Deputy squad leader, you won the Outstanding Shooter award in this year's competition. Next year, you won't withdraw, right~!"

"You kid, you are just bringing up all sorts of issues. Are you the battalion commander, company commander or instructor? Whether I retreat or not, you can settle it with just your words~!"

Speaking of this, Jin Kailai was a little unsure. Too many infantrymen and light infantrymen retired every year, and the number of vacancies remaining in the team was limited. Unlike technical talents such as pilots and radio operators, they became more popular as they got older.

The light infantry undergoes a major replacement every year, especially since this is the capital city.

New recruits from all over the country are trying their best to come here.

Those who want to stay can only show their abilities.

This year happened to be a big competition, and he also took the title of excellent shooter from the veteran with the rank of a first-year soldier. It was not until the veteran retired that he was awarded the rank of a second-year soldier.

This time next year, it will be time to decide whether he stays or goes.

"If the company asks me to quit, I won't hesitate to do so. I will go back to my hometown in Qilu and find a woman to marry~!"

"Hahahaha~!"

As soon as the topic of marriage was mentioned, a group of young people who knew nothing about anything immediately started laughing.

"Deputy Squad Leader Jin, what if the company keeps you here?"

"Then my life belongs to the army, and I won't marry a wife~!"

After a busy morning, the exterior of the entire two-story office building was cleaned up. At least, it looked presentable.

As for the internal offices, there was nothing we could do. On the one hand, we didn't have the key to unlock them, and on the other hand, the notice also clearly stated that no one was allowed to enter.

There is a special person cleaning inside.

It was not until the afternoon that the so-called special person arrived.

Building No. 09, which has been away for a long time, welcomes its "owner" again~!

Jeeps arrived one after another, and those who got off included cadres with pens stuck in their chests and officers already in uniform.

As soon as we met, besides a warm hug, there was also a sigh when we saw this building.

In 1958, the year Li Feng went to join the army, these people from all over the world gathered in this building, from strangers to acquaintances, and from acquaintances to separation.

Everyone started to get familiar with their new colleagues and new positions in their new departments and units. However, no one forgot this place.

Forget what happened here.

At that time, this was their youth and the place where they shed their blood. There was nothing here at the beginning. Every flower, every blade of grass, every table and every chair were moved in by them themselves.

The nuclear submarine project came to an end in failure, which made the first group of people who were in charge of it heartbroken, but there was nothing they could do.

In 1958 and six years ago, there were not even many reports about nuclear submarines in the news. They could only look at the blurry photos and speculate on how they actually operated.

Many drawings were drawn and many calculations were made, but the final result, just like this building, was directly sealed.

At that time, there were really no conditions, and we had to create the conditions. The result was that we couldn't even understand the internal features of the submarine with our eyes open, let alone the structure of the nuclear reactor, power transmission, and weapon configuration!

Three years later, they returned to the place where their dream began. "We are back, Lao Luo, we are finally back~!"

"Changle, long time no see~!"

This scene was like the reunion of a group of old comrades who had been separated for a long time, which made people feel a little sad.

"Don't let your drawing skills fall behind. If you don't draw well this time, you will be sent back~~!"

"Don't worry, since we are all gathered here again, it proves that the project has been started again. Our atomic bombs have exploded. I don't believe that we can't make a small reactor~!"

"Hey, don't tell me, it's much easier to make an atomic bomb explode than to keep it running smoothly. If you're not careful, the radiation can be very dangerous~!"

It seems that although they have been apart for three years, no one has lost their skills. Maybe some people are still continuing the calculations during the three years of separation.

"Everyone is here, let's go, it's time to clean up inside~!"

"Director Fan~!"

"Old Fan~!"

With the arrival of the last person, all the staff in Building No. 9 returned again.

The middle-aged man named Fan pushed up the legs of his glasses, looked at the building with a sigh, took out a bunch of keys from his briefcase and distributed them.

"Lao Luo, yours~!"

"Xiao Gu, yours~!"

"..."

Everyone received the key to his or her original office. Some were excited, while others’ hands were shaking, and they seemed so impatient.

"Hey, this layer of dust~!"

The situation is similar in every office. The wooden doors and windows have poor sealing properties and no one has cleaned them for years. The dust on the desks is enough to attract mice.

Not to mention, some people actually have footprints on their desks left by mice crawling over them.

Maybe we left in a hurry, so the aluminum lunch box with chopsticks still inside was not washed after eating, and the towel on the towel rack had all turned into brushed lines.

The complex emotions of seeing an old friend return and seeing how you were before he left are something that can only be expressed with heartfelt emotion when you are in the same situation.

After sighing, they went to the faucet to get water, wiped the table and floor, opened the windows to ventilate the room. Everyone was busy cleaning their own little piece of land.

Even though some people have been promoted and these things are done by their subordinates, but here, they have to clean up by themselves and cherish their past.

Until the lights flicker and come on.

Everyone reunited in the conference room on the second floor. Those who arrived early had already started to set up.

"Director Fan~!"

Director Fan, who had sparse hair but a solid body, seemed to have done enough, so he put his hands down.

After the meeting room quieted down, he looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

"We are all back, not one is missing. We left in this conference room as well. We left in a very embarrassed and helpless way!"

He let out a long sigh. These words touched the heart of everyone present. So what if they got promoted, or got married and had children? This was a thorn in their hearts.

Everyone was like this. After spending three years, the nuclear submarine was still not developed. The project was launched and then cancelled, which was a big blow to everyone present.

They came with the spirit of fighting against heaven and earth, and left with regret. Nuclear submarines, nuclear submarines, are a hurdle that no one here can overcome in their hearts.

In particular, after the atomic bomb exploded, they heard in the news that beautiful nuclear submarines were traveling around the world without hindrance, while their own country had nothing due to lack of information, which made them even more uncomfortable.
They missed three years, no, it should be six years~!

"Can we succeed this time?"

A low murmur in the conference room made everyone present fall into EMO again!

Frustration filled the meeting room. However, some people, perhaps having received the news in advance or knowing something, had mysterious smiles on their faces.

"It should be said that this time, we will definitely succeed~!"

Director Fan, as their leader at the time, must know something. Looking at the silent conference room, he tapped his fingers on the table to attract everyone's attention.

All hopeful eyes were focused on him. If they failed for the second time in their life, the feeling of failure would be so great that they would be too embarrassed to face the people of Jiangdong!

"This time, we're different. Bring the things in~!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the conference room was pushed open and a thick briefcase was brought in. If Li Feng saw it, he would definitely find it familiar, because this bag had not been changed at all and was the same one brought back from Gaul.

As for the other one, it is a toy model with a packaging box~!

"Mr. Nie, you missed us very much. This is a special "gift" for us~!" (End of this chapter)