Looking at the poem hanging in the Wolf King's bedroom, although the Wolf Child did not read much, he did not read less in the wolf nest. Whenever he had time, he would go to the library on the street of werewolves to read and read newspapers. Through reading and reading, he also learned many things, especially poetry and literature. He was like a cleansing liquid for the soul, washing away the fear and distortion that the war had brought to his soul. The bloody scenes and broken limbs would always wake people up from their dreams. Only by immersing himself in the vast sea of books could he forget the fear and blood on the battlefield. Every time a mission was completed, the Wolf Child would walk out of the combat base and walk into the street of werewolves that was separated from the combat base by a wall.
What was called a street? It was naturally a market for people, a bustling place.
The wolf den was like a secret place in the deep mountains and forests, and the street of werewolves was a bustling city next to him. It was full of the temptations of the world, eating, drinking, gambling, and drugs. This was the last place to test the werewolf warriors. Some werewolf warriors might not die in the enemy's hail of bullets, but the city would rot. As long as the will of the people was not strong enough, they would fall because of the money and beauty captives on the street.
He didn't know why there was such a street in the wolf den, but he did exist. It was just a wall away from the Werewolf Warriors 'base, and it was a place of celebration and debauchery every day, as if it was another world. No one knew why there were so many people on this street. Except for the undulating and boundless forest, this street was like a paradise that was at peace with the world.
Of course, this was also the most realistic place for werewolf warriors to train anti-hijacking. Every season, anti-hijacking training would be held here.
Because they were afraid of being captured, not many werewolf warriors dared to walk out of the combat department's gate and wander around the street. Other than buying daily necessities, most werewolf warriors dared to wander around the street. They were afraid that the Wenzhou hair salon's masseuse would wave at them on the street. That soft call could soften the soldier's copper body and iron bones. Then, with a finger of that flirtatious woman, he would be knocked down lightly and never be able to stand up again.
Although nobody dared to go to Wenzhou hair salon to relax their bodies, those flirtatious and sexy women in Wenzhou hair salon had long left a deep mark in the hearts of werewolf fighters. Each time they passed by the door and heard their tender cries, they couldn't help but curse " b * tch " inside.
Wolf Child was different. Whenever he had time, he would walk out of the combat base and walk on this street full of temptations. Then, he would walk into the bookstore on the street and read alone.
Besides, reading the news was a daily routine in the army.
Looking at the poem hanging on the wall by the Wolf King, the Wolf Child also felt extremely heavy.
In this era where flies fly in from the open window, what our motherland lacks is a spirit, like the spirit in the Wolf King's poem, a spirit of dedication like the werewolf special forces, a spirit that is willing to sacrifice for the peace of the motherland.
In this era where there are more and more corrupt officials, more and more villains, more and more ugliness, in this era where white cats and black cats are good cats even if they can catch mice, we need a spirit too much.。。。
In the communication room of the wolf lair, the Wolf King took the call from the chief with an extremely serious expression. This was because the Wolf King knew that the number one chief's call had always been about serious matters. Otherwise, the number one chief would not have called.
Wolf King picked up the phone and said. "Hello, Chief. I am the Wolf King."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the chief's angry scolding coming from the other end of the phone. "What kind of special forces are you? You actually let a sniper kill a hostage and even let five of our police officers die. I give you so much training funds every year. Is it for you to sing or to build a stage?”
The Wolf King was speechless when he heard the angry rebuke of the number one officer. To the strictly trained werewolf warriors, it was absolutely impossible to make a mistake. A mistake meant that the mission had failed, and five local police officers had died. This was even more unreasonable. Therefore, Wolf King was speechless for a moment and could only silently bear the blame and criticism of the Bureau Chief. However, when he saw the strict discipline of the Werewolf Special Forces, the Wolf King could not help but explain on behalf of the Wolf Child. "Chief. The Wolf Child didn't kill the hostage, but the evil White Demon. If he hadn't killed a White Demon, many more people might have died.”
"I don't care if he killed the White Demon or the Black Demon. He shouldn't have shot that woman. As a well-trained special forces soldier, this was a mistake, and he would be court-martialed. Moreover, five local police officers died. Don't you think he should be punished?”
"Yes."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"Terminate his special forces career."
"This is what you werewolves do, no matter who's wrong. In the special forces, that was the end of their career.”The number one chief hung up the phone.
After the Bureau Chief hung up, Wolf King stood rooted to the ground with his mouth agape. He knew that as a special forces soldier, he couldn't make any mistakes. If he made any mistakes, it would mean death and the end. However, he didn't expect Wolf King to come so quickly. Wolf Son was recognized as the most outstanding special forces soldier in the Werewolf Special Forces. There was no one else, only one. Thinking of the hard training he had put in for the Wolf Children, he felt a wave of sigh and helplessness. However, discipline was discipline. No one would be forgiven if they made a mistake.
Looking at the Wolf King's embarrassment and difficulty, the three old men standing at the side could not help but sigh and ask. "Could it be that the Wolf Child's special career ends here?”
"That's right."
"Is there no other way to make Wolf stay and continue to serve the country?”
"An order is an order. A soldier will always follow orders.”The Wolf King's cold face would never have a trace of color, but when he said this, his face could not help but twitch a few times, as if his heart was in pain and could not bear it. "As a werewolf warrior, I still wish for him to die in battle. I don't want such an ending. He will be remembered by us forever, just like Eagle.”
Words with and without sound were sometimes like a knife. He was willing to let the soldiers he had personally trained die, but he could not let them make a mistake. This was more like a knife stabbing into the hearts of the three old men. They would never understand a principle. That was the mission of the werewolf warriors. Were they trained just to die or wait for death? This was the complete opposite of the way they used to take in disciples and help people live well.
After returning, he did not dare to announce such an order to Wolf Child. However, from the coldness and speechlessness of Wolf King and the three old men, Wolf Child already felt a kind of oppression, an ominous oppression. Even if Wolf King and the three old men did not say it, he knew what was going on. Werewolf warriors could not make mistakes. If they made mistakes, it would mean death. Even if they did not die, it would mean the end. Moreover, he had been hit by Black Evil's Yang Cymbal, and the poison was still lingering. Even if the special forces kept him, he would not be able to participate in missions in the future. Because every task of the Werewolf Special Forces was extremely difficult, and the opponents were extremely powerful. He was sick and definitely could not participate in the mission. A special forces soldier who couldn't participate in the mission was better off dead.
Looking at the serious expressions of the Wolf King and the three old men, Wolf Child said bitterly. "I've embarrassed the wolf lair. I'll just leave.”
"Where can you go in the vast forest and snowy plains?”Mage Hai Deng said.
"Even if I die, I don't want to die here. Because the most taboo here was death and depression.”As he spoke, the Wolf Child sat up on the Wolf King's bed and walked out, as if he wanted to walk into the vast forest immediately.
"What should we do?" Looking at the stubborn pace of the Wolf Child, the three old men could not help but look at the Wolf King.
"He can't walk out of the wolf den, nor can he walk out of this vast forest.”The Wolf King said confidently.
"What if he walks out of the wolf den alone?”
"Without my orders, no one can step out of the wolf den. If he could really walk out of this wolf den, it would be the beginning of his death.”
It was still a world of ice and snow outside. From afar, the sky and earth were the same color. It was white enough to melt an old world and bury all the ugliness and darkness in a new world.
The thick white snow rustled under people's feet. Even the slightest bit of force was accompanied by the sound of bones being crushed under the snow.
The wind of the twelfth month was like a knife that could kill at any time. Looking for bodies in the world that it could stab into, it was like the beasts and birds frozen to death in the wilderness, like the laid-off workers in the city and the migrant workers in the city, struggling in this world.
Looking at the wolves walking on the white snow in the wolf nest, they were the targets of the slaughter.
A gust of cold, blade-like north wind kept tearing his body apart, wanting to tear him apart and then melt him into that dark world.
Even if the cold north wind was a knife that kept cutting his body, it could not stop the wolf's footsteps. He wanted to leave the wolf den, he wanted to leave his comrades who had lived and died together with him. So, he walked step by step towards the door of the wolf den and the street outside.
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