The waves of the turbid water took away not only my thoughts, but also the tears of the nighthawk at this moment, like the bursting of the dam.

The speed of the motorboat was no longer as crazy as when escaping. Several times, in critical situations when it was about to hit the riverbank rocks, the agents driving the motorboat were able to dodge in the blink of an eye.

But no one is smiling, no one is happy. They have lost something, something they have not cared about all along, but feel extremely important at this moment. Their innocence and deep dependence on the black bear, as the black bear finally

A smile was all thrown into the Soul-Dead River. And this kind of wound that touches the soul will never be healed, like a curse, it will accompany them all their lives.

Perhaps they never thought that the meaning of the black bear's existence was so profound. It even exceeded the best explanation they could give to all friendships! What they lost was not only the friendship of comrades, but also the pair of pairs that could always be

Hold their big hand in critical moments!

Nighthawk just knelt in the direction where the black bear risked his life to save him. He didn't dare to raise his head, for fear that if he did, he would run back desperately. Tell that honest man that you still have a family.

Woolen cloth.

His shoulders suddenly sank, and Nighthawk felt as if a hand was gently resting on his shoulders. But no matter what he was, even if a nuclear bomb was placed in front of him at the moment, he would only want it to explode as soon as possible. Take him away from this place.

In this painful world, he could no longer bear the pain of losing his comrades.

"Captain! Get up, we still have a long way to go, take care of your health." Daniel squatted down next to Nighthawk gently, and put his hand on his shoulder tighter.

Nighthawk turned his head sharply. In a sudden moment, he felt as if the black bear had returned to him. With these concerned words and burly body, wasn't it the black bear?

Nighthawk suddenly beamed, "It turns out you are not dead yet, you are kidding me, you scared me to death, you know." Nighthawk wiped away his misty tears. But the black bear in front of him disappeared, leaving only a face full of

A caring and worried boss.

"Is it you? Where's the black bear? Where's the black bear?" The nighthawk suddenly roared, looking for the black bear everywhere.

"Captain, captain, captain! Black Bear has been sacrificed, he is no longer here!" Daniel tightly held Nighthawk's shoulders and shook him back and forth. The team members and the Sheri people just looked on stupidly, without saying a word.

A man came up to persuade them. They had also lost their faith, their relatives, and their comrades.

Who else can come and remove the painful iron nail from Nighthawk's heart?

"You're lying! You bitch, it's all you. Without you, the black bear wouldn't be hurt! If he's not hurt, he won't die. Do you know what he means to us? Do you understand? You, a foreign soldier, should be

Go die with your damn boss! Why would you harm someone like Black Bear?" Nighthawk pushed Daniel down violently, and loudly accused Daniel with tears streaming down his face.

In fact, his heart was in extreme pain. There was a voice that kept saying: "You killed the black bear, you killed the black bear. If he doesn't save you, he won't die." But he was already extremely violent.

, always dig out the roots of everything one by one.

Daniel fell heavily to the ground, looked at Nighthawk's finger that was about to poke the tip of his nose, listened to Nighthawk's unreasonable accusations, and suddenly opened his mouth and burst into tears.

Everyone was stunned. In everyone's image, Daniel was a tough guy who was not afraid of anything. If he cried, there should be no fate for him. But now, Daniel was crying so sadly that his face shrank into a ball.

Like a child who has done something wrong, he just wants to wash away his regrets with tears.

Nighthawk stared blankly at Daniel with his fingers raised. Suddenly, the tip of his nose felt sour, and he hugged Daniel heavily. The two strong men hugged tightly and cried out in grief. They were not crying for themselves.

, but the man who saved both of them with his life at the most dangerous moment.

The entire journey was immersed in a kind of dead silence that everyone had agreed upon. No one spoke or rejoiced. Even the agents who came to pick them up were too lazy to look up. It was as if life was no longer important to them and they were eager to go home.

It's getting stronger and stronger. The home that is as warm as a mother's embrace is where injured people like them urgently need to find comfort.

After the boat traveled along the river valley for a day, the plane scheduled to pick them up appeared on a river bank in the border area on time. The agent jumped on the shore and gestured to another agent who came to pick them up. This probably explained why this group of people looked like each other.

It's the expression of a dead mother.

Agents are also human beings, and they also have feelings. Although they have not gone through life and death like Nighthawk, they have also experienced the pain of friends dying inexplicably on various hidden fronts.

The two agents sighed at each other and looked at this group of people who had devoted everything to the country with pity, their eyes full of respect.

A group of people got on the plane in a daze. Nighthawk simply told Agent Huoying their identities, and then said: "Take them with you." He dove into the cabin and fell asleep without any reaction.

The huge pain had already emptied his body, and now he could finally lie down in the cabin safely. An uncontrollable sleepiness hit his heart, and he could no longer resist the blow of exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

Huoying sat silently next to Nighthawk, and when no one was paying attention, she gently put her hand on Nighthawk's forehead. It was cold, and this was the first feeling she felt when she touched it.

Nighthawk slept like a child, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about. Maybe he saw the black bear turning back and smiling at him. A faint smile appeared on his lips, making him look even under such a cold face.

He also looks so chic and uninhibited.

Huo Ying lost her father, and she was also in a bad mood. However, the mountain people's indifferent character of life and death had already healed the sudden pain in her heart. However, Night Eagle looked so painful, but she was worried about it.

No matter what, I couldn't just sit back and watch. I always thought that even if I could give him a little comfort, it would be better than watching him sink into hell.

The planes did not stop at any time. They did not understand the hearts of living people. They only had mechanical thinking. They led the Nighthawk group all the way north and landed at a military airport in the south as scheduled a few hours later.

Agents who had been waiting for a long time came forward, took off the heavy equipment for Nighthawk and the others, and handed them a cup of warm and fragrant milk tea. However, the agents seemed to have known something for a long time, but they did not untie Huoying and the others from the Sun Shooting Tribe.

equipment, just respectfully asked them to get on the bus.

"Why don't you let us go with Brother Nighthawk?" Huoying pushed away the agent who was guiding them into the car and shouted loudly.

Nighthawk wandered outside, and was only awakened by the scream of the fire warbler. He hurriedly stepped forward to communicate with the agent: "Comrade, these are the people I brought back. Let them go with me." Nighthawk looked pale.

It was very ugly, not even a trace of blood could be seen, which made Huo Ying worried a lot.

The agent smiled and shook his head and said: "Comrade, I think you misunderstood. They are not allowed to leave, but you have to go to the headquarters first, right? You and your team members should all go back to the base and stand by."

"Oh, that's it, okay." Turning around, Nighthawk briefly explained to Huoying, telling her not to worry and that he would come to her soon after he had finished handling the matter.

Although Huo Ying is reluctant to separate from Nighthawk, and Nighthawk's current situation is not very good. But when you go to other people's territory, you have to listen to others. This is something that Huo Ying, who has lived in the mountains for generations, can understand best.

In this case, she had no choice but to nod, wave goodbye to Nighthawk. Along with the convoy, and a group of team members who looked like zombies, they were escorted back to the lonely base on the grassland.

The evening breeze blew and brought up a fallen leaf. It floated dimly in the air, making Nighthawk's heart even more desolate. He was the only one left, almost mechanically at the mercy of the agents.

After taking a shower, I changed out of my dirty training clothes and put on a crisp suit. I got on the long-awaited plane and flew all the way to the capital.

After getting off the plane, I got in the car without stopping and drove quickly to the headquarters.

As soon as Nighthawk got out of the car, he was stopped by Fang Hui, who looked impatient: "Captain Nighthawk, what's going on with you? How many people have been lost?"

Nighthawk didn't want to talk about this issue, it was a painful topic for him. He ignored Fang Hui and followed the agent who led him straight to the building, leaving Fang Hui standing there with a dull look on his face, just thinking.

He was anxious. He seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say anything at all.

"Dong dong dong!" The agent took Nighthawk directly to the door of Director Niu's office.

"Come in!" A slightly old voice sounded from inside, which made Nighthawk slightly stunned. When did Director Niu change his vocal cords again? Is it developing for the second time?

The door opened, and the white-haired general sat in Director Niu's seat, while Director Niu sat on the sofa where Lao Zhou usually sat. The two looked gloomy, and the room was deserted.

Nighthawk closed the door and gave a solemn salute to the general and Director Niu. As soon as he entered the door, he recognized that the general sitting behind the desk was none other than Lao Zhou and Director Niu's boss, the Director of the Operations Division. Even more so.

Doro's teacher, the old man who swayed and talked in the cold wind.

"Thank you for your hard work this time! The organization already knows that you have suffered casualties, which is very heavy!" The general seemed to be very tired when he said these words. The straight military uniform could not hide the regret on his face.

Nighthawk's nose felt sore, and he held back the tears that were about to fall, and said firmly: "Black Bear is a good soldier! Please organize...to give him an honorable title!"

Nighthawk felt that what he could do was too pale. He could not leave anything to the black bear. Perhaps, he could only use this vain title to soothe his extremely painful heart.

The general nodded: "Don't worry, such a martyr will always be remembered by the organization."

After a pause, the general suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked with a cold light: "Do you know why you failed this time? Why did you get ambushed in the end?"

Nighthawk was alert and immediately remembered Situ's cold and cold face. He was the one who killed the black bear. He was the culprit of everything.

"Yes, I know! It was Situ, the spy, who betrayed us in the end, and it was him who killed the black bear!" Nighthawk said viciously, his knuckles cracking.

The general's eyes dimmed instantly, he shook his head with a wry smile, and lay back in the big-backed chair. It was as if he had exhausted all his strength and was too lazy to move anymore.

Just when Nighthawk was a little confused, Director Niu interrupted at the right time: "Comrade Nighthawk, actually, this is a very serious matter. It's not just Situ who rebelled. In fact, he is just a little guy. The real instigator

It is Lao Zhou who is responsible for all this."
Chapter completed!