At this moment, even the air was sweet, and they melted into each other's eyes.

Suddenly there was a burst of exclamation outside. Someone rushed into the tent in a hurry, followed by the raindrops as big as beans on the tarpaulin. The rainstorm suddenly came and the wind blew on the sea. There were more people in the tent, and the tenderness and sweetness instantly disappeared. Everyone was still excited and did not get rid of the heavy rain. Someone suggested playing cards, some suggested telling stories, and was deciding to play cards under the emergency lights. Suddenly another person came in and asked loudly: "Are Gabriel and Jessica here?"

Gabriel is a French boy and Jessica is a mixed-race American girl. These two are not in any tent. The romantic French scumbag and the bold American girl must have gone to the field gun without anyone, but it is time to withdraw the troops and return to the camp after it rains so heavily.

The Korean raised his hand and said, "I saw them go into the sea."

What should I do if I was swam in the sea in the middle of the night and was swept away by the big waves! Everyone went out and went to the beach to search with flashlights. While waving the flashlight, they shouted their names loudly. However, the wind and rain were too heavy, and the sound was overwhelmed by the wind. Suddenly, the sharp-eyed Korean pointed to the sea: "There is there!"

A flash of lightning flashed past, and there were only two heads struggling desperately on the sea in the distance.

Everyone hurriedly put on life jackets and carried out the rubber raft. When it was a time for life and death, the heroes and the cowards would show up. The American boy said, "Are you crazy? You can't protect yourself if you go into the sea with such a big storm."

"What do you think?" the Italian girl asked him.

"Democratic vote." The American boy shouted loudly and said righteously, "We cannot send other lives for two lives."

The Korean raised his hand: "I agree."

The wind and lightning are shaking, the rain is pouring, and the pale lightning illuminates everyone's face. Friends who had gathered together an hour ago are now watching others struggle to have a democratic vote.

Fu Ping'an understands their behavior, seeking profit and avoiding harm is a normal reaction for human beings. The storm is indeed too terrible for ordinary people, and even the personal heroism that Americans always respect can be scared away.

A wall of water as high as a hundred meters flashed in my memory, and it was overwhelming. Compared to this, the wave in front of me was simply insignificant. Fu Ping'an kept silent and dragged the rubber raft into the water. Another Russian boy finally couldn't help but joined in.

The two rushed into the sea with rubber rafts and paddled hard. The people on the shore held flashlights to light them.

A big wave hits in front of you, the sea water hits your mouth, bitter, salty and cold. This is the South China Sea in August. The temperature is much warmer than the water of the Yellow Sea five years ago. Many shots flash by, such as movie clips, young soldiers connecting optical cables in the sea water, typhoons covered by dark clouds, gunshots, explosions and blood, eyes closed.

Fu Ping'an rowed hard, and the Russians also rowed desperately, but their strength and speed were obviously not keeping up with his pace.

On the dark night, the waves were surging. Under the flashlight, the yellow rubber raft was rising and falling on the top of the waves and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Everyone exclaimed together, and suddenly the rubber raft came up again, and then there was another burst of marvel. The scene was so thrilling that they all forgot to pray.

Fortunately, the two unlucky guys did not enter the deep water area and brought a lifebuoy, so they could hold on until the rubber raft arrived. After being dragged up, they were exhausted. Fu Ping'an took off his life jacket, put it on Jessica, and continued to paddle back hard.

When they approached the shore, everyone rushed up and dragged the rubber raft to the shore. Everyone was like a chicken falling, trembling coldly, but they were extremely excited. They went to the sea to save people on a stormy night, adding a hint of adventure to camping.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qinghua rushed over and hugged Fu Ping'an and kissed him.

Immediately afterwards, the Italian girl also came over and kissed him.

The Malaysian girl also stepped forward and tiptoed to kiss him.

Every girl in the team kissed Fu Ping'an, and the Russians were indignant: "Where is mine?"

The people were rescued, the crisis was resolved, and even the storm became smaller at this moment. Everyone returned to the tent, took off their wet clothes, wrapped them in blankets and drank strong wine to keep warm. They were destined to be sleepless tonight.

"You are the bravest boy I have ever met." Gu Qinghua said to Fu Ping'an.

"It's not their fault. People who have not been trained are really too risky to go into the sea." Fu Ping'an said, "I have been a soldier, and I understand the temper of the sea."

"Have you been a navy?"

"Army, I am a soldier of the 9th Company of the 1st Coast Defense Regiment of the Dongshan Garage Area of ​​the Chinese People's Liberation Army." Fu Ping'an said in a casual manner, "After I failed the exam, I worked hard in society for several months. That winter, I joined the army and left. I was stationed on a small island far away from the mainland. The island was only one square kilometer and five people. We guarded the island for more than a year."

Gu Qinghua covered her mouth. She could imagine the loneliness and suffering of staying on an isolated island. She only knew that there was a story about Fu Ping'an, but she didn't expect that the story was even more bitter than she imagined.

"Five years ago, it was August. When the storm came, the optical cable leading to the mainland was blown up and the radio station was disturbed. My comrades and I went into the sea to repair the optical cable. You know that optical cables are very complicated. Without special tools, I can only create a circuit and send it back with the length and frequency of the interruption as the Morse code."

"You are very smart." The lanterns from Building 5 flashed in Gu Tsinghua's mind.

"The water in the Yellow Sea is much colder than this. I am potentially repeating the movements underwater because I don't know if the No. 1 station can be received. I have to repeat them for a long time. When I was doing these, I thought of you. I knew I was about to die. My only regret at that time was that you, who were studying in Beijing, did not know that the classmates in Building 5 were fighting to defend their country under the sea thousands of miles away."

Gu Qinghua tried hard to control her tears. She only knew that the story was so sad. Unexpectedly, there was a more tragic scene, and the feelings of the children in it added a touch of warmth and humanity to the story.

"I have seen waves as high as mountains and the brightest fireworks on the sea." Fu Ping'an showed Gu Qinghua, "This is the memorial left to me by that battle."

Gu Qinghua remembered the dragon tattoo. She once thought Fu Ping'an accidentally entered the world, but at this time, she found that Fu Ping'an's entire back was covered with burn marks, and the dragon pattern was followed by burn scars. She studied East Asian culture, Chinese dragons, Korean Peninsula dragons, and Japanese dragons. There are differences in details. The dragon on Fu Ping'an's back is strictly a dragon, and it is a typical Korean classical style. It is even more confusing to find Fu Ping'an's Korean language with a northern accent.

The 374 Battle is a military secret. Fu Ping'an never mentioned anything to others, but he must say these words tonight. He said these words countless times in his dreams and fantasy to Gu Tsinghua. Today, the dream finally became a reality and there was no regret in everything.

"What happened later?" Gu Qinghua asked.

Fu Ping'an's mind was in a mess: "Later, all four comrades died... I was discharged from the army after staying in the hospital for a long time. The organization arranged a job for me and drove to the Urban Management Bureau. I didn't go to work. I went to the school for a while for logistics and took students. Later, I... went to Shenzhen."

Looking at Gu Qinghua again, he was already asleep. This time he was really asleep. The rain was still falling outside the tent, and the other four people in the tent were either awake or sleeping. A small emergency light was still on. Although there were still thousands of words, Fu Ping'an could only put it in his stomach for the time being and went into the sleeping bag to rest. It was extremely physically exhausting to save people at sea, and he soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, the rain had stopped and her body was very heavy. When she opened her eyes, she was Gu Tinghua lying on her body like an octopus. Although she was light in weight, she always kept pressing in one position and felt uncomfortable. Her arms were numb. Just as she was about to slowly pull back, Gu Tinghua woke up and looked at each other for a minute. Gu Tinghua got into Fu Ping'an's sleeping bag, trembling nervously. At this time, the people in the tent turned over, which was so shocked that the two of them didn't dare to move again. They hugged each other tightly through their clothes until a gunshot came.

The gunshots in the morning, the birds flew in shock, and their companions woke up in ignorance, rubbed their sleepy eyes and asked each other what had happened.

Then there were three more gunshots. Fu Ping'an called everyone to wear clothes and hide. The sound of military rifles suddenly sounded on the island where no one lived. This was definitely not hunting, nor was it an exercise. I don't know what happened, but it was definitely not a good thing.

The friends got up in a hurry and urgently counted the number of people. Sure enough, two more were missing, and the Americans and Koreans disappeared.

"Mac is a specialist in bird shooting, so he must have gone to the mountain to take pictures of birds." Someone said.

Mike is the American, and he often has a Nikon camera around his neck, and there are a lot of lenses. This island is much larger than 374 Island. In the middle of the island is a small hill, covered with primeval forests and birds inhabit. They only occupy the east-facing beach because they are worried that the snakes and insects on the mountain will not go up. Mike has been to South America and doesn't care about this at all. Yesterday, he was eager to try to go up the mountain. As for the Koreans, they were Mike's little followers, and the two often gathered together and muttered.

Soon, the Koreans rolled and climbed down the mountain, and their bodies were covered with bloodshots.

"Run, terrorist." The Korean cried.

"Where is Mike?"

"I don't know, we ran separately."

Everyone was panicked. Why did they encounter so many things when they went out for camping? These young people were not nerds, but backpackers with extremely strong hands-on skills. On average, each of them had been to more than a dozen countries, with extensive knowledge and strong adaptability, but they had never encountered terrorists.

"Which country is the one who wears what clothes?" Only Fu Ping'an remained calm.

"East Asians wear casual clothes and get m16, the kind used by the US military." Korean men have served in military service, which is why he was able to escape first.

"What did you see?" Fu Ping'an continued to ask. He felt that this matter was not that simple. Terrorists would not go to this place where birds do not shit to cause trouble.

"I didn't see it. It was Mike. Mike took something with a telephoto lens. He gave me the card and ran in the other direction with his camera." The Korean took out a memory card.

The old-fashioned plot, but the most reasonable logic, Fu Ping'an made a quick decision: "Give me the card, everyone left on the rubber raft, call the police!"

At the critical moment, no one questioned Fu Ping'an's arrangements anymore. They hurriedly carried the rubber raft into the water to escape. Fu Ping'an instructed: "Let's go separately, the farther the better. They may have a boat."

He also said to the Koreans: "You have been a soldier, stay with me to save Mike."

The Korean head was shaking like a rattle.

Fu Ping'an thought he wouldn't stay, just deliberately teasing him.

The Russians came to be a man and said they wanted to stay. Fu Ping'an refused: "I don't need foreigners to help you with the matter on the island, I will do it myself."

At the critical moment of life and death, no one was pretentious or in trouble. Everyone abandoned all their supplies, took three rubber rafts and paddled away from the island. The satellite phone number Gu Tsinghua held it. Her native language was Chinese and was responsible for calling the police.

Fu Ping'an was wearing only a pair of beach pants. He took a knife to cut barbecue by the bonfire and walked into the jungle. The island environment and gunfire made him enter a state of war. Adrenaline was secreted rapidly, and all the skills in his body instantly exploded. Various skills in his mind appeared like a waterfall.

Itchy hands, itchy skills, and unbearable heart.

But in the eyes of his friends, his back looks like a lonely assassin, the wind is whistling, the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves.

Gu Qinghua called the police and his location belonged to Xiangzhou District, Zhuhai City. Because it is an island far away from land, the local police station cannot control it. He can only find a border police station managed by the armed police. He finally found a border police station, but it took as fast as half an hour for the armed police speedboat to arrive.

"I hope he can hold on until the police arrive." Gu Qinghua was extremely anxious and deeply worried about Fu Ping'an.
Chapter completed!