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It turned out to be Tian Feng.
“Huzi, it’s so good to see you again.”
I walked over to the campfire, took a deep breath of the nearly vanished blue smoke, and gently lay down, slowly closing my eyes...
In my unconscious state, I gradually entered a dream...
My name is Tian Feng. Sixteen years ago, I was just a small squad leader in a certain military unit.
At that time, twelve college students, full of youthful bravado, ignored the advice of the park staff. In pursuit of so-called 'masculine courage,' they secretly climbed the undeveloped and restricted Huashan Mountain on a rainy night for an adventure, and as expected, an accident occurred.
Under the directive of the relevant government departments, I was ordered to lead a team into the mountains for rescue. Although according to international rescue principles: 'If there is a possibility that rescuers may fall into danger, they should choose the right moment to rescue,' we chose to proceed with the rescue at all costs, driven by the unwavering belief that "the people's soldiers are for the people."
During our attempt to lead these students out of the mountains, my comrade Huzi sacrificed himself after being accidentally tripped by one of the panicked students while trying to clear a path for them.
Huzi's last words were: “Please don’t panic. Trust me; I will protect you.”
Afterward, when these students were rescued, they showed no remorse whatsoever. They refused even our request to wait so we could carry Huzi's body out together before returning. They clamored to be taken back to school first because they couldn't afford to fall behind in their classes.
Hearing those words seemed to extinguish the last remnants of my humanity. From that moment on, my gaze became colder, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.
After that rescue mission concluded, I chose to retire from the military. After leaving, I dedicated myself to learning various outdoor survival skills and became a seasoned wilderness rescue expert.
Over nearly ten years, I participated in hundreds of rescue operations. Among them, 96 ended in failure. No, including this one—this should be the 97th...
Three days later, I woke up in the Local Hospital.
As soon as I opened my eyes, the figures of the rescue team Commander and captain Lu came into view.
I struggled to sit up, but captain Lu pressed me back down.
"Don't get up; you're injured."
"I'm sorry, captain Lu. I couldn't bring them out," I whispered.
"It's not your fault, Tian Feng. You did your best."
"Just rest well."
captain Lu sighed lightly, patted my shoulder, and left the ward.
On a day three months later, I was sitting in a corner of the Rescue Station, repeatedly polishing that familiar rescue tool—a nearly brand new Climbing Knife.
The sharp blade glinted faintly under the dim light.
My movements were mechanical and rhythmic, as if I had been doing this for hundreds of years.
This rare tranquility was shattered by a piercing phone ring.
The screen displayed the words "Emergency Mission."
I answered the call:
"Tian Feng, a couple has gone missing in the Fanjing Mountain wilderness; we need your help."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up, I gently touched my inner pocket, where I kept a plant called Soul-Eating Grass that I had stumbled upon during a mountain rescue.
I murmured to myself:
"I hope this isn't the 98th time..."
[The End]
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