Broken wolves

Chapter 1 The oath in the dream!

Coke dedicates this book to all the People's Liberation Army, the Three Armed Forces, the Armed Police Force, and veterans. I wish you a happy reading...Salute to you

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The Glory of the Republic!

"Our suicide note!

I only hope that my motherland can love us as much as we love her!Although we are outcast...but!As long as the motherland needs it!As long as the motherland is calling!We are still willing to die generously!This is mine, the dignity of being a soldier, and me too!An eternal oath to the Republic...

Motherland, motherland!My beloved motherland!

Excuse me, how far will you push us?

I swore to defend you to the death!Regardless of whether the threat is domestic or foreign!

I used to be worthy of you, but do you dare to pat your conscience and say, are you worthy of me?

As the most loyal guards of the Republic, we sacrificed our lives and supported this peaceful era without complaint or regret.Is what we get, is to become a victim of this age? ...

I need the country to give me an explanation...

Otherwise, I will give myself an explanation...

I will give my brothers an explanation! ! ! !

When society has been deformed!When the country has been poisoned by corruption!Then it's up to us to keep order!This time, we know we must die!But there are some things that you know you must die, and someone still needs to do it!Is it right?

bring it on!Let us sinners make a fire at the cost of our lives!Burn away all sins!

God damn it!How can there be benevolence and righteousness! ?

Former Chinese People's Liberation Army A3 Special Brigade 177 Special Agent Company, Ten Squad!The pack of wolves:

Lieutenant Squad Leader Ye Yangjian Code Name, Baron

Second lieutenant deputy class Guo Xiaoli code name, veterinarian

First-class non-commissioned officer Zhao Dawei's code name, Big Bear

First-class non-commissioned officer Hou Lei codename, ak

First-class non-commissioned officer Xingqi code name, tank

Artillery Sergeant Liu Hui code name, Cobra

Artillery Sergeant Liang Dachuan Code Name, Viper

First-class non-commissioned officer Yin Shuaishuai code name, kitchen knife

Artillery Sergeant Shen Nan Code Name, Sharp Knife

First-class non-commissioned officer Gao Ming codename, guitarist

All leave words

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In August, the city of H is scorching hot, with the highest temperature reaching 8 degrees.There was no wind, it was dry and hot, and there were bursts of psychedelic heat swirling on the asphalt road.The sun burns on people, making people anxious.

Huiyun Villa is an old community, which has been built for more than 20 years. The greening and vegetation of the community have been well protected for decades.Looking in from the door, there is a feeling of winding paths leading to secluded places. It is a very popular and mature community.Every afternoon, a group of old men would play cards and chess under the shade of trees by the square of the community, and amuse each other.There is also a choir composed of old grandmas. When it is cool around four or five o'clock, they put up a banner to entertain themselves and sing popular songs.There is a large artificial lake in the center of the community. It is summer vacation, and from time to time there are children who have finished their homework for the day, holding small fishing rods and small net bags, catching some small fish, small shrimps, and small butterflies. If you gain a little bit, you will laugh and laugh.

There are 3 universities around Huiyun Villa, which are distributed around the community in the shape of "pin".Therefore, the night markets on both sides of the gate of this community are also very popular.In the evening, the open-air food stalls start to open, with neon lights flashing on the stalls, delicious Zhuge grilled fish, lamb skewers, roasted whole lamb, brightly colored lobsters, various refreshing small stir-fried dishes, and cool beer.Groups of students who came out to hold a toothbrush festival, and the surrounding residents who were unwilling to cook at night dragged their families out to eat food stalls.The shouts of adults to their children, the greetings of acquaintances, the laughter of diners, and the yelling of bosses make this old community look so vibrant at night.

The daily night market lasts until about 2:[-] in the morning, which is the quietest time of the day for the whole community.Except for the cry of frogs by the lake, there is hardly any sound anymore.Liveable and livable.It's a very good place...

It's night... the night is still so quiet.The whole neighborhood seemed to be sleeping peacefully...

An apartment on the third floor of Building 39 in the community. This is a house with three bedrooms and one living room. It is nearly [-] square meters. The house has no special features, and the interior decoration is also very simple. The expensive mahogany carved coffee table, the coffee table is simple and heavy, it looks like it has been around for many years, and it is a favorite object of the older generation.There are a few old calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the main hall. Those who are knowledgeable can tell at a glance that the handwriting is of average quality, but it is strong enough to penetrate the back of the paper, and it is quite vicissitudes and free and easy.The room was cleaned very clean, and there were not too many appliances. There were three bedrooms and two side rooms were vacant. Only the master bedroom on the south side was used for living. There was an old-fashioned mahogany double bed in the bedroom, which looked very comfortable.Because it was summer, a summer mat was placed on it.A bed of soldiers was neatly folded into a block of tofu cut with a knife, with sharp edges and corners.

An army blanket was spread on the wooden floor by the window, and a man was lying flat on it, his clothes and trousers were folded properly, and they were placed behind his head as a pillow.A black cowhide scabbard, a corner leaked from the clothes behind the head, and a short, straight, double-edged keel structure tactical knife was inserted in the scabbard.The man fell asleep, his closed eyelids twitching slightly, as if he was dreaming something.

In his dream he saw his little troop marching wearily under the weight of soggy knapsacks from wet dusk to drizzly dawn, their heavy ankles deep in the shells. Fight to the death with the enemy on the muddy road.He dreamed of brothers with blue lips, covered in mud, trembling in the wind and rain.But they never hesitated, without resentment, full of confidence, and kept fighting until they saw the hope of victory.

The dream changed.They faced the dark and dirty foxholes, the gloomy and smelly trenches, the wet and dirty tunnels, as well as the scorching hot sun, the violent torrential rain, and the deserted jungle trails.They endured the torment of prolonged separation from their loved ones and the rampant spread of tropical diseases.Their firm and resolute defense, their quick and accurate attack!The firm belief is always accompanied by their persistence in the pool of blood, holding the weapons in their hands and never compromise.Those firm gazes behind him always followed him solemnly!The purpose of their existence is to fight!fighting!fighting! !They are the best soldiers in China!

"Huh...huh..." With a burst of rapid panting, the sleeping man on the ground, like a conditioned reflex, pulled out a tactical knife with one hand, sat up abruptly, and opened a pair of sharp eyes to observe the situation he was in. Room.After finding nothing unusual, he closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing rhythm, skillfully danced a sword with the hand holding the knife, inserted the tactical knife back into the scabbard accurately with his backhand, and then listened vigilantly with his ears. sounds all around.

"Damn it! I'm dreaming again, hehe..." After the man put away the knife, he smiled self-deprecatingly, got up, turned around and sat against the wall, and took out a military windproof lighter and a cigarette,' Clang...' lit in the darkness with a sound.The dark room carries the metal echo of the lighter opening and closing, and the dancing flame is particularly conspicuous.

My name is Yeyangjian, the night of the night, the sun of the sun, and the health of Jian.I am 24 years old and a veteran.Originally belonged to the Chinese people (damn! It’s all harmonious!) The NJ Military Region of the People’s Liberation Army, the 3153th Special Service Company of the A3 Special Brigade of the Army’s 177 Field Army.Stationed in f Jianz state, responsible for combat missions against Taiwan.My main subjects are ### Jungle warfare with weather conditions, survival, infiltration, demolition, search, camouflage, and squad unit tactical combat...

I am not special forces.From the year I entered the army at the age of 18, I never knew what kind of soldier was considered a special soldier.I asked the company commander, and the company commander told me that the scope of this question is too broad, and only those who perform special missions can be called special forces.So the cooks in the cooking class, the engineers who drive excavators in the construction corps, and the pig raisers and vegetable growers in the army farms are all special forces...

So I am not a special soldier, or rather, we people never call ourselves special soldiers.I can only say that I am a soldier of the Special Service Company of the Field Army, and my confidentiality period is five years.I have tattoos, which were tattooed before the first mission of the army. On the left shoulder is a black wolf head totem logo, and on the right shoulder is my barcode number, 177-4130...

I also asked the company commander: Why do we still need tattoos?During the medical examination for conscription, isn't it true that even if you have a cigarette scar on your hand, you can't pass it?

The company commander said: It is used to identify the corpses after you die in battle, because your faces may be blown away by bullets during the battle...

"Company commander, company commander, I don't know how you are doing now? I miss you very much. I have lived a miserable life here, even worse than in the mountains. I am very lonely. I miss my brothers..." pinch After putting out the cigarette butt, the man lay down straight again, stroking the tactical knife resting on the back of his head with his right hand, and fell asleep again in a blink of an eye while muttering.

But the oath at that moment echoed repeatedly in the dream... "I am a soldier of the Chinese People's Liberation Army! I swear: obey the leadership of the Communist Party of China, serve the people wholeheartedly, obey orders, strictly observe discipline, fight bravely, and fear nothing Sacrifice, be loyal to your duties, work hard, practice hard to kill the enemy, resolutely complete the task, and never betray the motherland or the army under any circumstances. Defend the motherland to the death!"... (End of quotation!)

This book is the new content of Coke after careful consideration.The general structure is the same, and some details in the book have been slightly changed, in order to better meet the taste of the reader.The story has increased and decreased, and the plot guarantees the same passion and excitement!Who said chivalry can't be tender?Who said tough guys can't be wretched?The general protagonist remains the same, and new characters will be added in the following plots, all of which are played by friends of Coke in friendship. More, the excitement has officially begun. . .