Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1348 Old Yuan, you've worked hard all these years.

"Yuan Feng, what are you doing? Why aren't you going?"

In the multimedia classroom of the training department.

Yuan Feng was looking up information on his computer when Ge Zhiyong and Guo Haitao suddenly ran over together.

Seeing the two of them looking so surprised, Yuan Feng looked at them with a very calm gaze.

"Is it so strange that I'm not going?"

"But why?"

"Your name is on the list, why aren't you going?"

Seeing their confusion, Yuan Feng raised his left hand and waved his bionic left hand.

Then, he pointed to one of his eyes, which had been injured and was now nearly blind.

That was his answer.

A person injured like this.

Going there would only make me look foolish; I might as well stay.

However, Ge Zhiyong did not agree with his explanation: "The list was drawn up by Qin Feng and the brigade commander together. Since you knew about it, it means that they will recognize your combat effectiveness tomorrow."

"You don't need to give up on yourself here, and aren't you using this bionic hand quite well?"

"No matter how well it's used, it's not yours to own."

Yuan Feng sighed: "There's something I haven't told you. Lately, I've been feeling a lot of pain in my left hand, like it's cramping. I went to see a doctor, and they said it's phantom pain in the amputee."

"I haven't slept well at night for several days in a row, and I don't have much energy during the day. I've taken medicine, but it's not very effective."

"But......."

Guo Haitao tried to persuade him further, but Yuan Feng raised his hand to interrupt him.

"You don't need to persuade me. I know my own physical condition very well."

"I'm already very happy to be here after I was injured and had to leave Lei Bao."

"Actually, anyone else would have retired from the army long ago, instead of continuing to receive a salary in the military."

"In my younger years, I was still full of energy. I thought that since Qin Feng had helped me, I should at least give him something in return."

“I know everyone wants to help him, to push him over that hurdle, and to make him the youngest general. But my current physical condition simply doesn’t allow it, so I can only stay and be an instructor.”

Yuan Feng sighed and picked up a pair of glasses from the table with a self-deprecating smile: "I don't know what happened, but my eyesight has deteriorated in the last two years. You all know that my physical functions are starting to decline as I approach forty."

"The injuries I sustained during my years at Lei Bao are starting to come back to haunt me, so don't try to persuade me anymore. I won't be able to help you there, and I might even become a burden."

Ge Zhiyong and Guo Haitao fell silent, looking at the once spirited Lei Bao squadron leader, now worn down by injuries, and felt very sad.

Guo Haitao sighed: "Then you'll have to call Qin Feng yourself to explain. He thinks highly of you and assumed you would go."

Yuan Feng smiled and said, "I know. I'll call him later and explain. Health is secondary; the main thing is that I want to stay, and I've gotten used to it here."

"Six months ago, the brigade allocated me a subsidized apartment in the city. My parents come to stay occasionally, and I can also go back to visit them more often when I have time."

"Furthermore, a large portion of the 2,000 elite troops transferred from the war zone were selected from the 33rd Combined Arms Brigade."

"When the time comes, you'll all be gone, so someone has to stay behind to keep things in order. With my qualifications, I don't think many people would dare to challenge me."

Having said that much, the two of them couldn't press him any further, but they still offered him a few words of comfort.

On the contrary, Yuan Feng has already come to terms with it. At thirty, one stands firm; at forty, one is free from doubt; and at fifty, one knows the will of Heaven.

With his forties fast approaching, he needs to make plans for the years to come.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can go about your business. Tidy up, organize, and give instructions."

"You're all very busy people, so don't bother me with your nonsense. I still need to do my research."

"When you get back there, just send me a message if you have nothing to do. Come back for a drink during your vacation."

The door to the multimedia classroom closed again. After Ge Zhiyong and Guo Haitao left, only Yuan Feng remained sitting in front of the computer.

Looking at the military website on the screen, there was an announcement about the formation of the heavy combined arms division, along with a series of detailed documents.

Yuan Feng looked at his bionic hand and finally sighed, "Forget it, stop fighting with yourself. It's time to take a break."

Then, he took out his phone and called Qin Feng.

The sound on the other end was a bit noisy, like a meeting was going on.

But Qin Feng immediately left the conference room and went to a quiet place to answer the call.

On the phone, Yuan Feng repeated his situation and what he had said earlier to him: "I won't go, but I still hope to see you get the position of division commander."

"No one is more suitable to command such a large, complex combat unit than you."

On the other end of the phone, Qin Feng sighed, feeling a little regretful, but he didn't try to persuade him.

"Old Yuan."

"Ah."

"Thank you for your hard work over the years."

Yuan Feng's eyes reddened, and tears immediately streamed down his face.

From serving in the Thunder Leopard unit, to his squad leader sacrificing himself to save him, to the unexpected events during the mission that resulted in the deaths of so many teammates.

The immense guilt and pressure made every day thereafter exhausting and agonizing for him.

The reason I didn't leave the military is that I hope to use the remaining time to make up for what I missed and train more people for the military.

To outsiders, he was a strong man, the once renowned Lei Bao Squadron Leader, and a special operations instructor of the 33rd Combined Arms Brigade.

But only Yuan Feng himself knew that he was just an ordinary person who had lost a hand and was blind, yet still tried to maintain a respectable appearance.

"thanks, thanks!"

"Before I leave, I'll organize a get-together with my old friends for a meal."

"Okay, I'll definitely be there."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng on the other end felt heavy-hearted.

The more he rushes forward, the more people will inevitably fall behind.

The military is a place where, as you climb the ranks, you'll meet some people again, but some are destined to leave with regret.

He knew very well that Yuan Feng should have left years ago, given his injuries; it was only through his and Lei Kaiwen's efforts to persuade him to stay that he was able to keep him.

Now, Yuan Feng can finally put down his burdens, adjust his mindset, and plan his future path.

For him, this was also a form of relaxation and relief.

But Yuan Feng's situation reminded Qin Feng of Fang Qin, who was even more seriously injured.

Yuan Feng lost his hand, while Fang Qin lost his entire arm. It's still unknown what the future holds for this good brother.

Qin Feng shook his head. There was no use thinking about it now. He could only wait until the person woke up before making any plans. Most importantly, he had to follow his own wishes.

......

In the computer room, Yuan Feng, after hanging up the phone, lay on the table and cried loudly.

He pounded his fists on the computer desk, venting his helplessness and regret.

He really wanted to go with them, but his own circumstances no longer allowed him to go any further.

Yuan Feng didn't want to be a burden, nor did he want to be the one who needed special care or treatment, so he could only leave in this way.

In the corridor outside the door, Ge Zhiyong and Guo Haitao had not left, and Zhu Huihui was also standing outside.

Hearing the weeping from inside, the three remained silent, filled only with regret...