Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 667: The atmosphere is so intense that it would be inappropriate not to die

"Hey, Qin Feng, this is Ge Zhiyong too. I'm Ge Zhiyong!"

"Qin Feng, I'm Zhao Pengfei, your old squad leader. Can you hear me? Can you hear me clearly?"

"Brother Feng, I am Bach. I envy the mandarin ducks instead of the immortals. I envy Li Jiasheng who is Bach every day!"

"Li Jiasheng, you're full of jingles, you..."

Everyone was flopping around on the conference table like fish that had just been pulled ashore, talking loudly into their phones.

He looked ridiculous and weird, completely lacking any military dignity or decorum.

But seeing this slightly funny scene, Wei Shanhe and Lu Chong not only did not criticize, but instead showed relieved smiles.

I haven't seen such pure and sincere comradeship in many years.

Qin Feng’s safety alone concerned everyone in the combined battalion.

This shows how important his position is in everyone's hearts.

"Yes, yes, I can hear all of you."

Qin Feng's voice came from the phone again, and this time everyone became even more excited.

"It's not a recording, it's not a phone recording, Qin Feng is really still alive, still alive!"

"Brother Feng, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet? We've been waiting for you so long!"

"Yeah, we all thought you were dead. Stop playing with us. Have you come back and are you secretly playing hide-and-seek with us?"

Before the other side could respond, He Yong, the head of the headquarters sitting in the front row, coughed violently.

Then he asked someone to bring the phone to him, put it to his ear and listened for a while, then hung up.

Seeing the phone being hung up, everyone suddenly became anxious.

But compared to before, they are much more stable, at least their butts are all stuck to the stools.

Knowing that Qin Feng was still alive, they finally felt relieved.

He Yong put away his phone and looked at them: "You only need to know that Qin Feng is still alive, that's enough. As for where he is, I can't tell you."

"Qin Feng suffered some injuries in the explosion and is receiving treatment in secret."

"Maybe he won't be able to come back this month."

After hearing this, some people immediately started to worry about whether his injuries were serious and whether he had any missing limbs.

However, He Yong's answer was "I have nothing to say", which made Zhao Pengfei and others worried again.

"Most of you here have witnessed this competition firsthand, and you know there are major problems with this event."

"According to our preliminary investigation, this is a conspiracy designed by some conspirators to kill Qin Feng."

"The situation is very complicated right now, and some negative voices have emerged internationally."

"So, until we have thoroughly investigated the cause, it's best for everyone to maintain the status quo. This will also confuse those sinister villains."

Ge Zhiyong understood instantly: "Commander, you mean that we should continue to pretend that we don't know anything and pretend that Qin Feng is really dead?"

He Yong nodded: "I called you here and told you the truth, just because I don't want you to worry."

"As for the next scene, I won't say much about how to act it out. You can do whatever you want."

"In short, once the truth is revealed and Qin Feng recovers from his injuries, he will naturally return to the army."

After finishing what he needed to say, He Yong left first.

Wei Shanhe also had things to deal with, so he left soon after.

Now, only Lu Chong and a group of backbone members of the combined battalion are left in the office.

"Did you hear the details clearly?"

"Understood, Chief. We will pretend we know nothing."

Lu Chong waved his hand: "It's not enough to just pretend you know nothing. You have to show sadness, grief, or even despair."

Guo Haitao glanced at Ge Zhiyong with some embarrassment and said, "Commander, aren't these emotions a bit too complicated? After all, I'm not a professional actor, and I've never had any experience in acting."

"Besides," Ge Zhiyong said with some embarrassment, "sadness can't last too long. The army is a big machine after all, and it has to keep running. We can't just let it collapse like this..."

Lu Chong said angrily, "What I mean by realistic is that you can hold a small memorial service for Qin Feng, or temporarily hang his body in the Hall of Honor, right next to his patchwork coat."

"Perform the full show, make it realistic, so the enemy will believe it and truly let their guard down. Do you understand?"

Everyone suddenly understood, and they understood it immediately.

It’s just a memorial service to confuse the enemy, no problem!

……

beep beep beep...

In the evening, the soldiers on the training ground finished their training.

Dragging my tired body and feeling complicated and uncomfortable, I lined up and walked towards the cafeteria.

Among them were the first group of comrades who followed Qin Feng out of the recruit company, as well as the veterans of the Steel Knife Company.

Some were recruited later, while others were cadets assigned from military academies.

But without exception, they all won battle after battle under Qin Feng's leadership.

From Lan Zhiguang on the grassland, to challenging the Yanjing Shield, to multinational joint exercises in the Asia-Pacific region.

But now, the young man they idolized, admired, and respected is nowhere to be found, alive or dead...

Although a week has passed, everyone still feels very depressed when they think that Qin Feng will never come back.

"Why are you all so sullen? It's like someone's really dead."

"Didn't I see on the news that the search is still going on? Maybe there are still survivors?"

"Our Deputy Chief of Staff Qin is blessed with a long life. He will definitely be fine..."

Originally, the pupils of those soldiers who firmly believed that Qin Feng was still alive suddenly shuddered after they stepped into the cafeteria.

At the front of the cafeteria, there was a black and white photo with white flowers and cloth strips on it.

Qin Feng in the photo is still as dashing and heroic as ever, and his voice and appearance are still vivid.

All the tables in the cafeteria were covered with red plastic film used for banquets.

On the dining table, there was a bottle of Orange Juice, a bottle of Sprite, and two packs of cigarettes.

The cold dishes include beef, fried cashews, and salad cucumber, a standard banquet set meal...

A sad song then played over the cafeteria broadcast: What a pity it wasn't you who stayed with me until the end. We once walked together but got lost at the intersection. I'm thankful it was you...

Many soldiers burst into tears, and some even rushed over and cried loudly while holding Qin Feng's photo.

Not far away, Li Jiasheng secretly ate a piece of beef with cilantro and sighed, "He's not dead yet, but we're already having a feast. Is this really appropriate? Will this violate any taboos?"

Zhao Pengfei shook his head helplessly: "This is the order of the brigade commander. This is also done to ensure Qin Feng's safety. Otherwise, those who are plotting behind the scenes will not believe it."

Qi Meng nodded: "Actually, I feel like the atmosphere has been set to this point. It seems a bit inappropriate if Brother Feng doesn't die."

Zhao Pengfei and the other man looked at him, then looked at the people who were crying, and seemed to think that what he said made some sense.

……

At the same time, in a remote coastal town in Kimchi.

Qin Feng, who was drinking coffee on the seaside road, suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

There was no wind, but he still felt an inexplicable chill, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar.

I don’t know if I’m not wearing enough or if this American-style ice cream is too cold.

Qin Feng's black coat was a little too tight. After waiting for about ten minutes, a man wearing a hat and a gray coat sat on the bench next to him.

Qin Feng took a glance and saw that the man next to him was none other than the Minister of National Security Operations, Xu Wu, who loved suits and slicked-back hair.

"I didn't expect it would be you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Xu Wu took out a file bag from his arms and handed it to him.

Qin Feng was surprised: "You have investigated everything so quickly?"

Xu Wu asked, "Are you underestimating the National Security Agency's ability to gather intelligence, or are you underestimating the farm's resources?"

Qin Feng shrugged: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

He opened the file bag, pulled out a stack of documents, and took a quick look at them.

The situation was even more complicated than he had imagined. Not only did many forces want to kill him, but there were also so many complicated interests entangled behind it?

Qin Feng put away the file bag and sighed helplessly: "It's time to go on a killing spree again..."