you said you would come to see me

The imperial stick came back after one year and three months, and Ah Fu was not surprised at how he found himself.

But Ah Fu didn't recognize Chigun right away, because Chigun's hair became so long and his beard was so stubbled, he looked like he had just been poured out of a container by a cargo ship followed by a smuggler.

He was wearing plain denim and carried a bag in each hand.

The bag is full of fruits, and the steps are a bit clumsy and dull.

During the time between loading and unloading, Ah Fu glanced at this guy who seemed to be lost from time to time.But his dressing like this didn't make Ah Fu come forward to ask him what help he needs, after all, this kind of person probably can't give a tip.

So after a few glances, I lost interest and continued to work hard.

In fact, after rejecting Peng Xing, Ah Fu gradually realized that his waiting might not bear fruit.

Peng Xing is right, where did he come from, and he can't see each other all year round, so what kind of object is that.He was just talking about a love that only existed in his mind, and all the sweetness only came from a few images that were thought to death.

So Ah Fu also knew that if he fell in love with another person, that person must have been Red Vulture.

That person should be very similar to the imperial stick, strong and dark, with eyes like someone owed him millions, but he is as stupid as a child when it comes to emotions.

Ah Fu is not completely sad when he thinks of the imperial stick, especially when he recalls their small encounters, Ah Fu can feel some erratic happiness from each other's foolishness.

He believed that it was only after all these pleasures had faded that it was possible to fill the void in the chest.

It's just that before that day, the person who made the bleeding hole came back.

He hesitated and called Ah Fu, and took two steps forward.

Ah Fu didn't listen, because a drop of sweat was hanging on his brow bone, he lifted his shirt and wiped his face, his ears were buzzing with fatigue.

The imperial stick walked a few steps forward until he was stopped by the person who supervised the unloading.He parked obediently outside the boundary, watching the ignorant Ah Fu refill the cart.

Although Ah Fu couldn't see him at first sight, he recognized Ah Fu from a distance before the imperial stick got close.

Ah Fu hasn't changed much, but maybe it's also the reunion with his family that made his face less cloudy than before.

His bare muscles were dripping with sweat, glistening in the sun.

There was a little scar on his arm, probably because he didn't pay attention when moving the goods, and the wooden box was scratched.His hair was cut shorter, too, so he could take off his shirt and curl it into a ball and wipe his head clean with a couple of swipes.

Then tuck the top into the waistband and continue with the next round of work.

The imperial stick's left hand was numb with pain, but he couldn't feel it at all.He looked at Ah Fu's figure through the fence like this, and watched the boat swaying gently under the blue sky.

This was the second day after the Imperial Cudgel was transported back from the safe zone, and he was only delayed by one day before he bought a ticket and went back to Siman.

He couldn't think of anything in his mind except Ah Fu's appearance. It wasn't until he got in the car that he began to think about how to talk to Ah Fu, how to explain to him that he hadn't heard from him for more than a year, and how to tell him The remaining wounds on his body.

And more importantly, he didn't know if Ah Fu had started a new life.

After all, he really failed to give Ah Fu any guarantee, so it is understandable for Ah Fu to move forward after waiting for no results.

But there was nothing he could do about it, everything happened too fast and too suddenly, and even he himself was in a vortex, so how could he pass the news out.He is not those people in the clouds, and how can he decide where in the crow country he will be thrown.

After the black crow officially took over the task of the red vulture, the imperial stick thought that they would be dismissed directly, even if they were not allowed to go home, they should have a period of rest for a long time.

But what he never imagined was that the black crow can only win but not lose, so the red vulture still needs to take the first shot for all cleanings that are most likely to fail.

He stayed in Siman for two months, and he was in the same city as Ah Fu.

But they were secretly locked up, staying in this safe house tonight, and changing to another place tomorrow.The squads fought alternately, and raids and raids would begin as soon as it got dark.

The imperial stick was lucky. Although the raids on the drug lord's old house were not successful, at least they did not break into the ambush circle.

There are many old red vultures occupying places all over the place, and there are also many informants.So they let the red vulture avoid the fatal blow, in order to reduce the bleeding casualties.

To put it bluntly, the two sides have been unable to catch key people, the drug lords cannot catch the leaders of the Red Vulture, and the Red Vulture cannot catch these bosses.I can't kill you, and you can't kill me.

But this kind of balance is not what the government wants. The existence on the clouds requires them to gain something.

The imperial stick didn't want to guess which faction was the person who blew up the Siman civilian building, and now the answer is no longer important.All he knew was that the bombing made Red Vulture angry, and it also broke the stalemate.

So they caught those informants, and even their families.They don't like it either, but it has to be leveraged in order to pry out really useful information.

All the rhythms changed back to the same as in Baihui, torture, arrest, surprise attack, and massacre indiscriminately.

The only difference is that Simanduo is the residence of drug lords rather than drug dealers, so when the war between the two sides intensified, the drug lords began to compromise and negotiate.

The imperial stick killed many people in two months, more people than he had killed in the previous year.

It's a pity that the deaths of those famous people will not be reported, and their corpses will not appear in the streets and alleys like Baihui.

If the battle in Baihui is to open the sky and speak brightly, then in Siman it is a game after the curtain is drawn.Red Vulture has informants, drug lords also have informants.As a result, the dens of the drug lords were swept away, and the dormitories of the retired Red Vultures were also targeted.

The imperial stick doesn't want to recall the feeling of killing the gangster's wife and daughter, which is more difficult than torturing ten drug dealers.The wives and daughters of some drug lords really did not participate in the business, but in order to contain the enemy, the Red Vulture still had to deal the hardest hand, making them make the most heart-wrenching cry.

In the past two months, they have lost countless battles, and when the final agreement was made, the nightmare finally ended.

So Chigun and others boarded a helicopter overnight and transported them to Taodao non-stop.

The imperial stick admitted that he had no time to think about Ah Fu in the past two months. Every day when he opened his eyes, he could see the wailing and blood of the hostages, the broken body and the screams, the non-stop ringing of the walkie-talkie and the constant passing of small papers. strip.

Bullets flying by, and cars and apartment buildings exploding in the sides.

The imperial stick is also afraid, more than once.His car was also bombed, and red dots appeared on his head several times. He just went out to patrol, but someone suddenly took out a switchblade and stabbed him.

He'd died many times already, and if, just if, he wasn't so lucky, he'd die one last time.

The scariest thing is not not knowing whether you will die, but knowing that death is close at hand, knowing that sacrifice is an inevitable result, but not knowing whether it will be the next minute or the next second, today or tomorrow.

One night in the last week, he suddenly woke up from the couch in the safe house, and when he instinctively pulled out a pistol to reload, his hands were trembling.

Even though he thought he was numb to death due to self-hypnosis, fear still seeped out of his pores, rushed in his blood vessels, and throbbed in his chest, making him suddenly in a trance for a few seconds, as if he was no longer in this world.

In the next six months, the imperial stick was tossed around the territory of the Crow Kingdom.

From Siman to Shiguan, then Yamen, Qihai, Shenting, Qu'an, and at the farthest point, we reached Jiuwei.They stay in each place for no more than one month, and the rest time after each mission is no more than three days.

But they let the blood of the red vultures and drug dealers stain the land of the Crow Country red. Only the enemy and the enemy know how much the country has paid for this seemingly "internal problem of the Crow Country".

In this battle, no one's team can remain intact.The new members filled in the names of the old members, and the old members were buried under the land of a certain crow country.

Then after the war is over, we will remember it uniformly, as if this can comfort these souls.

One morning at the end of last year, the news that the mission was over finally came.Chi Gun and others were also unprepared and forced to board the plane and transported all the way to the small island on the edge of Yaguo.

On the way to the small island near Yingdu, a comrade-in-arms asked him, and he said, are we heroes?Sending us to Yingdu is to give us hero medals, right?

Chi stick didn't know, he looked at this young man with a familiar face, and couldn't even pronounce his name.

He doesn't see himself as a hero, he's just a survivor.Whether it's him, or Levine, or the little forensic doctor, they are all.

One arm was broken by the baton, Levin lost one eye, and the garrison where the little forensic doctor was located was bombed down. Fortunately, he did not die, but he experienced very serious traumatic sequelae. After the mental evaluation, He was never again in action with the Red Eagles.

But they all survived, and this is the only treasure of the survivors.

The imperial stick doesn't think he is doing something great, should he fight drugs?should.Are the drug dealers going to be purged?want.

But he also watched people grow up using marijuana, cocaine, heroin, and methamphetamine, and he knew that some people would not survive, and some people would not quit.

And exchanging the healthy, young, and strong lives of the red vultures for those people's lives——I can't tell, maybe it's worth it, because this is at least one thing that must be done.

Sometimes he has to think things farther, he has to think that a country cannot be poisoned by drugs, he has to think that drug lords can't control everything in this country, he has to realize what is illegal and what is crime-but God, these How far away the concept is, the only thing the imperial stick can see is the fall of his comrades-in-arms, and only more innocent people being killed.

The Red Vulture is the antidote to this addicted nation, but we only see the recovered drug addicts, and the Red Vulture—the Red Vulture files have been burned.

The imperial stick didn't want to guess whether the fire that burned their past and future was really ignited out of desperation or intentional.After all, the world-renowned Red Eagles team, which uses violence to control violence, is not a medal for Crow Country to gain a foothold in the world with a new look.

We cannot blame politicians for crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. After all, there are special ways to deal with special times.The Crow Country has the national conditions of the Crow Country, and it also has the means to win its voice on the international stage.

Such a result is what the politicians want, and it is also what the people of the Crow Country want.As long as most people want it, the result is good.

Crow Country doesn't have any information about them, so it won't be able to support Red Vulture for the rest of his life.This is a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that the process of retiring from the army is earlier than the Chigun imagined. The bad thing is that from now on, no one will know the names of these survivors.