The destructive operation to enter the Thousand Islands Kingdom was finally over, but it was not perfect. Chen Kangjie and the others paid a heavy price.

At night, Chen Kangjie, who was dressed in casual clothes, welcomed Zheng Jun and the others back at the port. When he saw the strong young men who were energetic and jumping when he went out, he was dying when he came back. Many people could never wake up again, so Chen Kangjie felt sad from his heart.

The medical staff on the island walked past Chen Kangjie with a body covered with white cloth or a wounded person with blood. His mood was depressed to the bottom. Suddenly, he felt like he wanted to cry. Although the man did not cry easily, it was not sad.

Most of these young and strong people don’t have much contact with Chen Kangjie, and they may not have the same ideal mind as Chen Kangjie, but they followed him and left their lives in a distant foreign land. Many people came here for money, and some people were for the uncut military sentiment. No matter what it was for, they were all heroes, and they were all people who made Chen Kangjie deeply grateful and guilty.

Materially, Chen Kangjie can give them and their families infinite compensation, but every precious life will cause eternal pain to a group of people. Facing the dark night sky, Chen Kangjie flashed through his mind for the first time whether it was worth doing all this. It was difficult for him to quickly find the answer for himself. This is not a simple arithmetic question of more or less. It is a profound emotional question of awe and touching life.

Zheng Jun, whose life was fine but his thigh was injured, was carried to Chen Kangjie.

"Brother Zheng, thank you for your hard work, thank you, thank you, thank you," Chen Kangjie leaned over and held Zheng Jun's right hand with sobs and said.

At this time, Chen Kangjie really didn't know what the most suitable statement should be. He just wanted to express his mood at this moment.

"Young Master Jie, there is no need to be sad or blame yourself. Men, especially soldiers, always have their special value. I don't regret everything I did with you." Zheng Jun's face was pale and bloodless, but his eyes were still shining with a stubborn light. He stretched out his left hand and patted Chen Kangjie's arm, and in turn comforted him.

In fact, Zheng Jun felt the most difficult to live. Those who died or were injured were his brothers, and he brought them to him and trained them strictly. They ate, lived, trained together, drank, scolded each other, and blocked bullets. It was like a solid iron chain, which was tempered with fire, but now the chain was broken, and some could be continued, while others could only become scars of memories.

The friendship between soldiers is completely different from other brothers or friends. They may not be brothers but better than brothers, and they may not be friends but better than friends. They may have never talked to each other, but when facing dangers and dilemmas, they know what each other needs and are willing to provide everything they have to create each other, even life.

Chen Kangjie could only take a photo of Zheng Jun in reverse, and he was speechless.

Tonight, the wind in the island is gentle and the night is quiet like a mirror. It is a good time to sleep. However, Chen Kangjie walked back and forth on the beach for several hours. He was unintentional to fall asleep. Xiong Ziqiang went to persuade him several times, but he coaxed him back. For the first time, Chen Kangjie spoke to Xiong Ziqiang in an irresponsible tone: "Do not disturb me, can't I let me calm down?"

Xiong Ziqiang was in a bad mood, and many of those people had known him before, but he also understood Chen Kangjie and would not blame him.

Early the next morning, Chen Kangjie, who had not been asleep all night, came to Zheng Jun's office. No matter how sad he was, he had to cheer up at this time and manage the island affairs on behalf of Zheng Jun so that they could treat and recuperate in the hospital with peace of mind. At the same time, the situation of the Thousand Islands Country has not yet completely subsided, so he also needs to worry about it.

On this day, the daily residents on the island did not hear the loud wake-up call and the powerful training. The atmosphere on the island was suddenly very different from the past. Not only was the streets deserted, but people's smiles were also lost inexplicably.

According to the work log left by Zheng Jun, the work on the island, especially the military camp and the statistical verification work of the warehouse, was carried out before going to the hospital to visit the injured in treatment. At the same time, he had to arrange subsequent pensions and burial work.

According to Zheng Jun's arrangement and the wish of the soldiers leaving suicide notes before the expedition, their bodies must be transported to China for burial. However, Chen Kangjie planned to build a small cemetery at the highest peak on the island to bury part of the ashes of the dead. On the one hand, they can be with their comrades forever, and on the other hand, there is a place where long-term worship can be worshipped, which is also a place for surviving soldiers on the island to remember their comrades.

Yesterday, Ouyang Zhenhua called Chen Kangjie many times to report the situation in the Thousand Islands Country to him, but no one of them found Chen Kangjie. After asking many times, the staff on duty told him that Chen Kangjie had gone to the front line. Ouyang Zhenhua was so angry that he cursed on the phone.

Today he called and finally found Chen Kangjie. His heart, which had been hanging for more than twenty hours, finally fell down.

"Don't say anything about complaining. Now you have no meaning to say anything. The troops on the island have suffered heavy losses." When Chen Kangjie answered the phone, he blocked Ouyang Zhenhua's mouth first.

Last night, someone reported to him about Ouyang Zhenhua's call, but he was very depressed, so he didn't go back to him. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to get upset.

"Mr. Jie,,,,,,,,,,." Ouyang Zhenhua was so uncomfortable when Chen Kangjie said first. He didn't know what to say for a long time. Finally, he sighed and said, "Oh, okay, it's better for you to come back safe than anything else."

"It may take more than half a year to recover on Christmas Island. Dozens of deaths have passed, and more than 100 serious and minor injuries have exceeded 100, and one-third of their combat effectiveness has been lost. You need to take more care of it in the future," Chen Kangjie lit a cigarette and said dejectedly.

"There are so many casualties. I heard the news that there were a series of fierce gun battles near Chilaza. Nearly 900 troops were killed in the army of the Thousand Islands Country, and that's you." Ouyang Zhenhua was surprised.

"It's us," Chen Kangjie replied lightly.

"Then I can understand the cruelty of the battle," Ouyang Zhenhua's voice also followed the crowd and fell.

"Fortunately, we all wear body armor, otherwise we wouldn't be much better. Most people have gun holes on their body armor," Chen Kangjie said with gratitude.

"Thanks, thanks," Ouyang Zhenhua sighed with a sigh, "But I don't know that it was yours in the country of Thousand Islands. They believe it was done by the opposition army."

"What's the situation now?" Chen Kangjie asked.

"The situation has improved a little, but it is not optimistic. There are fewer riots on the streets. Today, anti-government protests occurred in many cities. I am worried that the president will take risks if he loses, especially when Prabowo and his family and confidants are killed at the same time. Although this has brought a great blow to him and weakened his family's strength, it will also stimulate his nerves. If a civil war is triggered at this time, the situation in the country will instantly slide into the abyss," Ouyang Zhenhua analyzed worriedly.

Historically, the country has not triggered a civil war, but the current situation has changed, and Chen Kangjie dared not grasp whether the situation will develop in the direction he hoped.

"Does the international community have any comments?" Chen Kangjie continued to ask.

"No, even the media in Southeast Asian countries have hardly reported on the riots and political struggles in the Thousand Islands Country. Even the fierce battle in Chilaza is only reported in the country. A radio station under the control of the government accused the opposition of creating this inhumane massacre and the country blocked the information."

"This is consistent," Chen Kangjie blurted out without hesitation.

Before rebirth, the international media did not receive any news about the tragedy that occurred within the Thousand Islands at the beginning. Their blockade was very tight. Not only did the information not be expressed, but the photos also controlled the spread of the photos. This made it take a long time to know that such a serious situation happened here, and the international community issued extensive criticism and sanctions on the Thousand Islands government, thus accelerating its resignation.

"Young Master Jie, what matches it?" Ouyang Zhenhua didn't understand what Chen Kangjie meant.

"It's nothing, by the way, how is the situation in Bandazi and Timor Island?" Chen Kangjie immediately changed the topic after perfunctory treatment.

"They took the money, but it might take time to organize. Their fierce battle has not yet been opened, but it has only strengthened the harassment of local garrisons and government agencies."

"That's enough. If you find a way to spread the internal situation of the Thousand Islands, you can use the power of the Internet. Haven't you arranged to take photos from the people there? Send a large number of photos of the thugs? As for the battle of Chilaza, it can also be said that according to the official government, it is said that it was the actions of the opposition and find a way to bring the international community in. As for the Chinese, it is all said to be refugees. In addition, I had not written a short passage of the corruption of the Los Hato family before. Regardless of whether it is true or false, I will immediately find an American reporter and buy it for publication. I don't believe it. The situation is so chaotic. Hassan Diro and others must not act quickly to attract the attention of the international community, add legal cloak to their separatist actions, and at least gain some sympathy." Chen Kangjie did not panic because of the unsatisfactory situation. As a latecomer, he knew how to cause trouble, so he arranged it in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!