Isolated island

As far as the officer's calm pace is concerned, he can be said to be walking at a leisurely pace, but judging from this timing, he can also be regarded as walking abruptly and hastily.Obviously, he just didn't want to meet this group of officials directly.

A few comrades who knew the details saw the strangeness and began to discuss it in the gambling game.

"Look at the combat intelligence officer, he walked too clearly. He walked around the small side door, so that no one would see that he wanted to hide from the school officers."

"Oh, is he engaged in war?"

"It seems to be Guan Yuangui from the No. [-] squad of the combat situation team. He is on duty from the third to the fifth shift. He is exhausted and doesn't sleep at night."

"Look at his dark complexion, he often basks in the sun, he doesn't look like that."

"He was still in the artillery team the year before last. I heard that he was very accurate in his artillery operations. The artillery commanded by him sank countless Muguo ships. The one who can operate artillery like this on this island is not sitting in front as a general now. , is to go back to the mainland and continue to be promoted to a high official."

"So amazing? Are you exaggerating?"

"Since the guns are so well-rounded, why do you engage in unreasonable battles now? You know the work of wars. Don't you all say that wars are nothing more than "seeing the situation clearly, choosing the right tube, and passing on the dialogue." , That’s all. When the shells come, they don’t have to run, because they always hide in the safest situation room with their heads shrunk—a coward.”

"That's why it's not the turn of the people in the war room to be promoted."

"If he was still in the artillery, he should have made his way to the top, but I think he is just a captain now, right?"

"Who knows, he will retire one day and quit the artillery team."

"No wonder he left in a hurry. Among the school officials, there might be some of his former comrades. Seeing him like this now, he must be making fun of him."

"That was hard on him, and he must have been hard on it."

"He's probably feeling sorry for himself. He wants to say that he took some wrong medicine the year before last, ruining his official career in vain."

Haiping listened quietly, and when he was right, he played chess neatly, killing all opponents who were gossiping about others, and won a lot of wine and cigarette coupons for himself, so that he could pass the lonely and lonely New Year every year.

When he took the cigarette certificate from his comrade, Haiping thought of the fragrance of high-quality tobacco he had just smelled.If possible, I really want to take a bite, it must taste very good, and it will make people feel comfortable throughout the winter.

However, that person let the good tobacco burn out.

Nothing matters, nothing cares.

So, Haiping thought, that person would definitely not shy away from such vulgar face, and he didn't feel that there was anything worth regretting about his current status.

Maybe he just thinks that whether it is grabbing meritorious service or socializing with others, it is troublesome.

Haiping understands this boring feeling.

Although the camp provides wine during the New Year, the ration is no more than half a liter per person, and it will last until the ration is exhausted, so Haiping will accept it when it is good.When I was going to exchange wine at the camp station with the wine coupon, I passed a short tunnel, which led directly to an abandoned stronghold, where there was a cave for station observation, and the rhythm of the sea waves came from outside the cave, but I couldn’t see it tonight The sea color and astrology, the first month of the new year is always the fog season, and the dense fog locks the island.

At this time, he smelled that fresh fragrance again, which made him stop.

Taking a closer look, someone was standing in front of the cave, with sparks of tobacco burning in his hand, which flickered on and off according to the direction of the wind.

Haiping recognized that it was the officer, and he hid here again.

I don't know what I'm looking at, and I'm absorbed in watching it, but there's nothing outside the cave, it's just a fog.

A group of people came from behind, and the noisy conversation made the officer realize that there was someone there, and was about to turn his head, when Haiping was taken aback, and hurried back to be a passerby, and left along the tunnel.

On the way, Haiping thought about the smell, the smoke, the fog, and that person.It's amazing, he didn't even see his face clearly, but he already had such a vivid impression of him.

A gust of cold wind carrying moisture rushed into the tunnel, blowing Haiping's neck tightly.

He thought, yes.Maybe it's because it's winter when the cold fog locks the island.

That officer—the whole person is like sea mist, clean, white, soft and not hurt, a little quiet, but vast and cold, making it hard to grasp.