Chapter 57
As soon as December passes, the new year comes again. But in Dongguo, Song Ran couldn't feel a trace of the New Year's atmosphere.
On the second weekend of January, a large-scale battle broke out between the government forces, rebels, and terrorist organizations in Candi. All parties suffered heavy casualties.
After the war, Song Ran went to the front line. Everywhere he looked, there were broken walls and corpses everywhere. She no longer knows when these days will end.
On the way back to the hotel, the crowd was bustling. Many families were carrying their luggage and planning to flee. Many of them originally fled from other cities and have long been accustomed to wandering.
Song Ran found an observation point on the roadside and took pictures of the light and shadow of the war-torn world.
A wife stood in front of the car and complained to her husband that she wanted to bring the beautiful white porcelain vase, but the husband thought it was unnecessary;
The child squatted beside the car, stroking his beloved puppy with tears in his eyes. The puppy didn't know that it would be abandoned, and put its paws on its little master's knees, licking and comforting the little master, and wagging its tail anxiously;
The gray-haired old man sat on the porch, looking at the street in the sun, his eyes calm and empty.
Halfway through, Song Ran's cell phone rang.
Ran Yuwei called. The Spring Festival would be celebrated in less than a month and asked her when she would return to China.
Song Ran hesitated: "It's still early, let's see when the time comes."
"Have you met Li Zan?" Ran Yuwei asked.
"A-Zan and I have reconciled," she said, and then added, "It's not a reconciliation, we never broke up in the first place."
"..." Ran Yuwei had nothing to say, she only told him to pay attention to safety.
Song Ran finished filming and just returned to her residence when she received news from Li Zan. Their team was recuperating in the past few days and went to the mountains for camping training. She asked her if she wanted to go. Add a sentence at the end: "You can use it as material to write in a book."
Song Ran is funny. He invites her, there is no need to "write a book" temptation. With a flick of his finger, he ran away.
Half an hour later, Li Zan came to pick her up.
He wore a pair of sunglasses, revealing his tall eyebrows and high bridge of nose, which made his face handsome and a little cool.
Song Ran trotted over and stared at him, her eyes filled with excitement.
Li Zan was funny: "Don't you know me?"
"You look so handsome in sunglasses." Song Ran said unabashedly.
"Aren't they all the same?" He turned away expressionlessly and looked to one side, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and his cheeks turned red.
"A-Zan!" Song Ran came close to him and pressed against him. He turned around and said, "Huh?"
She raised her head, moved her mouth to kiss his cheek. After the kiss, she quickly climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle, hugged his waist, and moved smoothly.
Li Zan smiled lightly and turned around: "Are you seated?"
She hugged his waist tightly: "Sit down."
Li Zan started the motorcycle.
Driving along the dilapidated concrete road, we soon left the city and headed west, and soon caught up with two military off-road vehicles.
Motorcycles and off-road vehicles go hand in hand, with the rear window down, and Morgan wearing sunglasses greets Song Ran: "Hi, ruan ruan!"
Ran ran is pronounced "soft" in English.
Song Ran didn't bother to correct him and smiled: "Hi, Morgan."
Morgan's fingers circled between each other: "Do you want to change places with me?"
Song Ran hugged Li Zan's waist tightly and shook his head: "No."
In the driver's seat, Benjamin suggested: "Maybe you want me to switch places with LEE?"
Li Zan turned around and asked her in English: "Maybe you want to stay away from these annoying guys?"
Song Ran chuckled and nodded, rubbing her head on his back.
Li Zan suddenly accelerated, and the motorcycle sped forward, sending up a burst of sand and flying into the car window.
Everyone in the car: "FUCK!"
Under the blue sky and the endless wilderness, he drove her on a motorcycle. The wind was blowing, puffing up his clothes and raising her long hair.
Song Ran suddenly sat up straight, raised her head and put her chin on his shoulder: "A-Zan!"
"Um?"
"It would be great if this road could go on forever." She laughed in the wind and said loudly, "I want to go all the way with you!"
Walk for a lifetime.
His voice came from the wind: "How about buying a motorcycle when you return to China?"
"Eh?"
"I'm going back to China in two months. It's March at that time. The rapeseed flowers are blooming and the river is clear. Then I'll take you on a motorcycle from Liangcheng to Jiangcheng along the provincial road, okay?"
She squinted at the sky, imagining that scene, and smiled until her eyes curled up: "Okay."
She hugged his waist tightly and leaned her face against his back. She liked the feeling at this moment so much. Holding his body tightly, she seemed to have everything about him, and she was filled with peace of mind.
God knows, she is willing to hold him like this forever and fly with him to the end of the sky.
Motorcycles are much faster and arrive at the destination first.
It was an inaccessible and barren mountain forest. The mountains are covered with thorns and shrubs, and apart from the occasional olive plant, there are no other wild fruits, so it is deserted.
Li Zan parked the car and said, "They will be there for a while, let's go for a walk nearby."
"Okay." Song Ran slipped out of the car, walked a few steps to stretch his muscles. There was a clicking sound behind me.
Li Zan took out a few pieces of iron fittings from under the car seat, clicked them a few times, and quickly formed a rifle.
Song Ran's eyes straightened, and Li Zan glanced at her: "It's very simple."
She asked: "Are you going to practice shooting later?"
"Yeah." He raised the gun, took a look, turned to look at her, and asked, "Do you want to play?"
Song Ran was surprised: "Can I touch it?"
Li Zan lowered his head and pressed onto the car seat, smiling to himself: "Why do you think I brought you here first?"
He took her hand and led her up the hillside.
Li Zan chose a spot on the hillside, sat down, placed his steps and gun on the ground, and pointed his chin at the ground: "Get down."
Song Ran was very obedient and immediately lay down on the grass. Li Zan followed and lay beside her, lifting her shoulders with his right arm. He tilted his head and approached her and explained to her: "Here is the muzzle, and here is the aiming frame; target, muzzle, and aiming frame, three points and one line. When aiming, use one eye."
"Oh." Song Ran took a look and saw the trees in the distance through the frame. She was about to grab the trigger, "What's the hurry?" Li Zan held her right hand, pulled her left hand forward, held the gun body, and said, "Hold on."
"good."
"Shoulder here, against the butt of the gun."
Song Ran adjusted her posture and held her shoulder up.
Then he put her right hand on the trigger and warned: "Aim at the tree in front and see if you can hit it."
As he spoke, he inadvertently approached her head and enveloped her.
Song Ran huddled in his arms, his breath filled the small space, and her heartbeat was a little erratic.
Li Zan waited for a while, but when she saw no response, he lowered his eyes and looked at her: "What are you thinking about? Deserting in class?"
She came back to her senses and immediately found an excuse: "I'm worried... it's not good to hit trees and destroy the forest."
Li Zan was right next to her ear and chuckled: "Don't worry, you can't hit me."
Song Ran: "..."
She hit his chest with her elbow.
"Oh!" He exclaimed softly, probably with a smile. Her strength was undoubtedly tickling him. He said: "It won't hurt if you hit me."
Song Ran increased her strength to hit him, and he tightened his arms to pull her into his arms: "Okay, okay. Let's try it first to see if we can hit it. You're aiming."
Li Zan tightened his grip on the back of the gun to reduce the impact on her.
Song Ran lowered his head, squinted his eyes and aimed at the tree, confirmed it was accurate, and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
No movement.
Song Ran raised his head: "Eh? Where are the bullets?"
Li Zan: "Flyed past the tree."
"Impossible." She said, "There must be something wrong with the bullet."
He laughed: "You? You can't aim well. Is it because of the bullet?"
"Then you shoot me one." Song Ran was originally going to give him the position, but he took the gun directly and held it on his left arm, taking a look, "Lest you accuse me of destroying the forest, just shoot the branches, the one at the bottom root."
"Can you beat him?" Song Ran questioned.
Before he finished speaking, he pursed his thin lips, narrowed his eyes, took aim with the gun, and pulled the trigger.
With a "bang" sound, the branch broke.
Song Ran opened her mouth wide and turned to look at him.
He was embarrassed by her admiring gaze, rubbed his nose and smiled: "It will be better if you practice more."
"Then I'll try again."
"Come." He set the gun for her.
She suddenly thought: "Is it more stable to hold it with your hands?"
"What do you think?"
"……no."
Song Ran took aim seriously this time, very seriously. He swung the gun for a while, lifted his shoulders for a while, and took aim again and again, extremely focused.
Li Zan lowered his eyes to look at her, then lowered his head and kissed her soft cheek.
Song Ran blinked and continued to work on the gun, but the next second he couldn't hold back and started laughing on his arm. Seeing her eyes curling up as she smiled and her shoulders shaking, he couldn't help but peck her face twice more. She was so itchy that she shrank her neck and moved around in his arms, laughing until her face turned red: "You haven't practiced yet!"
He doesn't bother her anymore.
She lay down again, took careful aim, and fired.
"boom!"
"..."
The bullet flew into the air again.
She rested her chin on the butt of the gun and said dejectedly: "No, it's too difficult!"
Li Zan said, "It was a good fight."
She raised her head, wondering and hoping: "Where can I get better?"
"Aren't you just aiming at the air?"
"..." Song Ran threw the gun away, knocked him to the ground, lay on top of him and scratched him. The skylight reflected on his face, white and clear. He kept laughing, blocking her with his hand, gently holding her wrists that were scratching like a cat, and the two of them made a mess on the grass.
There was the sound of a car not far away, and Benjamin and the others arrived.
Song Ran quickly sat up and glared at him. But when he got up, he quickly helped him brush off the weeds on his head and body.
Li Zan also calmed down and put away his gun.
He returned to the team and completely changed his state. After all, this is team training, not a tourist trip.
Song Ran also returned to her role as a reporter, trying to downplay her presence as much as possible, following around to record without disturbing.
There are seven people in the team, and they train in an orderly manner. First is physical training, such as running with weights, push-ups, etc. After that came fighting training, one-on-one fighting and learning of moves.
The most powerful fighters in the team are Li Zan and Morgan. Morgan has the strongest strength, but his flexibility and reaction speed are slightly inferior to Li Zan.
In the afternoon, it was practical training to test the tacit understanding among the team members. This is crucial on the battlefield. A slight mistake, even a one-second gap in reaction speed, may cause casualties to companions.
Song Ran observed from the sidelines and found that the relationship between them in the team was very harmonious, and they always liked to joke and scold each other when they were relaxed. Especially Benjamin and Morgan, who can easily come to blows. Morgan mocked Benjamin for not being as powerful as him;
Benjamin opened his mouth and cursed: "Fuck you!"
Morgan: "Fuck you!"
Then Li Zan added lightly: "Get a room!"
Benjamin has an outgoing personality. When he is not serious, he can be arrogant. He will tease him here and there. Li Zan has a reserved personality and doesn't like to take the initiative to stir up trouble. He only occasionally replies with a few words. Benjamin likes him and always loves to show his love to him. Whenever Li Zan and his partner have a tacit understanding, he will enthusiastically confess: "I love you!"
Li Zan basically ignored him and ignored him. Occasionally when he was annoyed by him, he would reply: "Fuck you!"
Benjamin looked surprised: "Really? In front of Song Song?"
"..." Li Zan said, "Morgan, give me the magazine."
Song Ran laughed.
However, although he occasionally laughs and laughs, most of the time he is serious and calm, treating the simulation as a battlefield of life and death, and never slacks off.
At the end of the day, the physical energy consumption is similar to that of daily tasks.
At dusk, the last simulated hostage rescue operation was completed. Everyone packed up their equipment and planned to retreat to the camp to set up camp. Kevin ran to relieve himself outside the hillside, accidentally found a creek, and immediately called his companions over.
In the mountain stream, the water is gurgling.
The young guys who were sweating profusely after a busy day ran down the hillside.
The slope is steep and bushy. But for the special forces, it's no problem at all. A group of people were flying sand and rocks, and they descended quickly in a few seconds.
Song Ran couldn't stand firmly, so he was led by Li Zan and moved down around the messy branches. After moving a few steps, his feet slipped. Li Zan simply turned around and squatted down, saying, "Come up. I will carry you more securely."
Song Ran refused: "The slope is so steep, what if you fall?"
Li Zan was funny: "I train in the army and carry hundreds of kilograms of baggage up and down the mountain. You have a hundred kilograms?"
Song Ran then carefully climbed onto his back and hugged his neck.
He stood up with her on his back, his steps were fast and steady, and he went downhill in a moment.
Benjamin and the others had already stripped down to their underpants and took a bath in the stream.
Song Ran: "..."
Water is scarce here, so you are not allowed to have fun.
She hasn't had a proper bath for more than a week. If there wasn't a man around, she would have wanted to wash it.
While Song Ran was still watching, Li Zan touched her face and turned her head: "Are you addicted to watching?"
Song Ran: "..."
He said: "It's a good thing you were here, otherwise they would have taken off their underwear."
Her face became hot, and when she saw Li Zan, she also began to take off her shoes and clothes. She stared at him unconsciously, following his movements and looking him up and down several times.
Li Zan felt uncomfortable being looked at by her and whispered: "What are you looking at?"
"You... are still a bit strong." Song Ran whispered, secretly reaching out and touching his abdominal muscles with a few paws.
He glanced at his companions, quickly moved closer and kissed her forehead: "You won't go down. The water is cold, and you will catch a cold later."
"Um."
Li Zan got into the water, and Song Ran sat on a stone by the stream waiting for them.
This group of young men took off their military uniforms and acted like children when they got into the water. They had water fights, fought, and made noises, and they looked a little bit like special forces. Also, Benjamin, the oldest member of the team, is less than twenty-five years old.
Song Ran took a few photos and saw Li Zan's clothes thrown casually by the stream.
The climate here is dry and clothes dry quickly. She quickly picked up his military uniform and squatted by the water to wash it.
As soon as the military uniform entered the water, blue ash, red blood, and gray dust flowed out along the stream. She found a stone and patted it gently. She quickly washed the clothes and pressed them to dry the water. Then she found a large stone that had been heated by the sun. She spread the clothes on it and baked them to dry.
Satisfied, she turned around and suddenly saw a small fish swimming through the stream.
Song Ran thought he had seen it wrong, but after taking a closer look, it turned out to be true.
"Fish!" She pointed into the water and shouted, "Fish! There are fish!"
At this time, the big boys who were still playing around all lowered their heads and looked for it under the water.
Sure enough, there is!
Benjamin and Morgan jumped ashore, drew their guns and shot into the water.
Bang bang bang! It stirred up waves of water.
George jumped to his feet and yelled: "Where the hell are you aiming?!"
Li Zan: "Idiot. There is light refraction in the water!"
Song Ran: "..."
Suk and Kevin unfolded their clothes and hats and took a dip in the water. Everyone was busy looking for tools to jump into the water.
In the end, I caught eight or nine small fish, scraped off the scales with a saber, cut out the internal organs, and wrapped them in a bag with a few leaves.
Back at the camp, the men set up tents.
Song Ran used a cassette stove and an oxygen bottle to cook fish soup. She didn't know the type of fish, so she stewed it randomly. There is no seasoning outside, just water and salt. She threw a few wild green olives in at random.
I don’t want it to smell fresh after being cooked.
Song Ran closed the lid and quietly sneaked to the camp. Li Zan is helping Benjamin set up a tent. She stretched her neck and looked at him, wanting to shout but not being able to.
Li Zan was driving nails into the ground when he looked up and saw her. She immediately waved to him.
Li Zan put down what he was holding and ran toward her: "What's wrong?"
Song Ran didn't answer, took his hand and ran towards the bushes.
She pulled him to the pot, squatted down, opened the lid, and the fish smell overflowed. She quickly scooped a spoonful of fish soup and the largest fish into his lunch box and stuffed it into him: "You eat first."
Li Zan held the bowl, a little funny: "I'll wait for you all later..."
Song Ran whispered: "There are eight people in total, nine fish, one more fish. Someone must have one more fish, but you don't like to fight, so it will definitely not be you."
So give him a small start.
Li Zan was stunned for a moment, but still felt embarrassed, and said: "It doesn't matter whoever eats more, you should eat it..."
"Eat quickly!" Song Ran frowned and scolded unhappily, "You are the thinnest in the team, why don't you eat more!"
"Okay, okay." He smiled helplessly and warmly, took the spoon obediently, scooped up the fish soup and started eating.
He scooped out a piece of fish for her. Song Ran shook her head and refused to eat, and said with pity, "I wonder if you are full."
"It's not that exaggerated." Li Zan smiled, "I'm not very thin. I'm of a different race, so I can't compare with them."
"But what you usually eat is bread and the like. Thinking about it makes you lose your appetite."
That's true. He smiled.
"Be careful, don't get stuck on the thorns." She stretched her neck and looked, "Does it taste good?"
Li Zan licked his lower lips and nodded: "But it's not as delicious as the fish at home."
"That's for sure. Where's the fish is as good as the one in our hometown?" Song Ran thought, "I'll cook it for you every day when I get home, okay?"
"good."
The fish was not big, so it was eaten quickly. Song Ran scooped him another spoonful of soup and stared at him until he finished eating before letting him go.
When leaving, she grabbed him again and carefully wiped his mouth clean before letting him go.