Chapter 705

Early in the morning, somewhere in Central China.

Qin Fei stands on the familiar hillside. From here, you can see the next large area of buildings and urban areas.

This is the place where Qin Fei lived since he was a child, and it was also the place where the military compound was once located.

It has been nearly ten years since he returned here. This is the sad place of his mother Liang Shaoqin and himself. This military compound carries all Qin Fei's memories of his father Qin Anguo. Since the day he left, neither mother nor son wants to turn back.

Qin Fei was going to Yanjing. He had a strange idea in his heart, and this idea must be recognized by someone.

The best person is pepper's grandfather, the old general who once founded the 203 army.

He did not choose to tell this idea to anyone, including Wei Tiansheng.

After three days of review, Qin Fei felt a sense of resistance. Although he was uncertain about his future, he had plans.

Looking down from the mountains, the original location of the courtyard has long had no trace in memory. Those Soviet style buildings of the 1950s have disappeared and replaced by brand-new high-rise buildings.

After the army changed rooms, it was idle and returned to the place for commercial use.

Under the scouring of the commercial tide, even the former residence is inevitably commercialized.

Even in this once deserted mountain with wild graves everywhere, the local government even built a peak park here, which extends from the stone steps at the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, planted a lot of flowers and plants, and saw leisure buildings such as pavilions and pavilions.

This makes Qin Fei feel inexplicably lost.

Just like the image of the father who has disappeared for many years and gradually blurred in the depths of memory.

Time can dilute many things.

When changing trains in this city, Qin Fei suddenly thought of here to have a look and take a walk.

Perhaps it was the vagueness of his father's memory that frightened him.

In Qin Fei's life, his father's past is one of his important spiritual pillars.

Finding the truth and finding his father has been on Qin Fei's mind since one day in junior high school.

Qin Fei can guess more or less about his future fate among the people who asked him these days.

After all, I'm not a fool. Although all these are necessary procedures, as the singer said, a soldier of the secret army is now famous in Africa.

What's more ridiculous is that, according to the gun King Xu Wu and himself, after the missing incident, due to the careful planning of fox team, unit 203 once thought that it had been blown to pieces and had long been sacrificed in a foreign country. Therefore, in order to erect a monument in the martyrs' cemetery, a clothes grave was built and a funeral was solemnly held.

Qin Fei smiled bitterly whenever he thought of it.

He has no registered permanent residence and relationship in country Z. even he has been cancelled from the military roster and included in the list of martyrs, let alone in the establishment of unit 203.

Now I have passports from several countries - country D, the empire with the sun never setting, Eritrea, and one passport Qin Fei never mentioned to anyone. It is a South African passport, which was jointly handled by Lao Yu when he opened an account for Qin Fei in an offshore bank to cover people's eyes and ears.

As a mercenary, sometimes not every income can be seen.

The photo on the South African passport is his own, but his name is Lucas dlamini. He is a South African Chinese identity.

Qin Fei sometimes inevitably has an illusion - is he still who he used to be?

He became a little lost. Qin Fei seemed to be looking for something to prove that he had existed here.

A memory loss, and then the memory is restored again. It's like waking up from a dream. Everything is so real, and everything seems so unreal.

Just like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.

Did butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou, or did Zhuang Zhou Dream of butterfly?

This philosophical question makes Qin Fei's thinking turn into a dead end. He must find out the answer, otherwise his ideas about the future are like castles in the air or rootless water.

Along the stone steps on the top of the mountain, Qin Fei didn't find any traces left in his past memory.

The mountain road that used to run every day, the crooked neck tree with a 100 kg sandbag hanging

Everything seems to have changed.

After walking for a while, Qin Fei came down the mountain road again.

He is wearing a 511 tactical suit, TDU tactical pants, a round neck training T-shirt, desert boots, a mud cap and a Blackhawk backpack. He looks like a military fan or outdoor sports lover.

When he came to a crowded place, Qin Fei lowered his hat brim and tried to pick an alley with few people.

Suddenly there was a cooing sound from his stomach. He came out of the station. He hasn't eaten yet.

People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you're hungry.

The first task now is to find a place to eat.

After walking along the alley for a while, I came to a remote alley. From a distance, I saw that there was a small restaurant in the alley. It seems that the scale is not large, but a small restaurant that does neighborhood business.

What attracts Qin Fei most is not the small restaurant itself, but its sign - veteran Hunan restaurant.

Approaching, Qin Fei saw a water sign standing at the door, which said: 60% discount for active and retired soldiers!

60% off?

This is a very good discount, and as a restaurant, it's 60% off, and basically doesn't make money.

Qin Fei was intrigued and stopped at the door.

"Dinner?"

Out of the open glass door came a young girl with a sweet round face, big eyes and a blue sportswear, but she was surrounded by an apron with several words embroidered on it - veteran Hunan restaurant.

"Yes, find a place to eat."

Qin Fei nodded and smiled at the girl.

"Come in, my father's craft is very good!" the girl looked at Qin Fei, "and the taste is absolutely home flavor, authentic!"

Looking at the hospitable girl in front of him, Qin Fei was embarrassed to say anything, so he raised his foot and entered the door.

Sitting down at the table, Qin Fei began to look at the decoration of the restaurant.

The whole small restaurant is not big, only 50 square meters. There is a small private room on the right. There are seven tables in the hall, two of which are occupied. Except for the little girl, there is only one waiter working in the store.

The little girl enthusiastically took the menu and put it in front of Qin Fei.

"What would you like to eat?"

Qin Fei glanced at the menu. There were some home-made Hunan dishes, such as fish head with chopped peppers, Zuo Zongtang chicken, fried bacon with dried bamboo shoots and pork with garlic and dried beans.

After mixing abroad for more than half a year, Qin Fei has not eaten authentic Hunan cuisine for a long time. When he was a recruit, because the company leaders were all from Hunan, the dishes in the company canteen were basically biased towards Hunan cuisine.

This aroused Qin Fei's appetite.

"I'll have shredded potatoes with vinegar, Zuo Zongtang grade, fish head with chopped pepper, two bowls of rice and an example of soup."

After ordering, Qin Fei looked up at the little girl and asked, "the boss here was born as a soldier?"

"Hmm!" the little girl nodded vigorously, confirming Qin Fei's guess. "The boss is my father. He's powerful. He's been in war before!"

"Oh?!" Qin Fei's eyes brightened and he was awed.