"Nothing beats the high spirits brought on by a joyful event!"
The feeling of going home is really nice.
The familiar squadron, the delicious food in the canteen, the wailing teammates.
Captain Fang, who received the August First Medal, hadn't changed a bit from before he left. Even after a week back at the squadron, nobody asked him much about it because they had all been involved in that matter.
However, Fang Huai's eccentricity had become even more pronounced.
"Woah! Happy event? Captain Fang, got any good news?" Chen Zhenghai asked, patting his still portly belly through his casual clothes.
The Second Squadron gathering in the front yard was back to its full size; everyone who should be back, was back, and everyone who should have arrived, had arrived.
Yin Wen, Liu Jianfeng, Kong Xiangzhong, Zhang Yang, Jiang Yonghui, Han Shaofeng, Wang Feng, Luo Ye, Shen Danian.
