697 Good intentions (thanks to Runde for the tip)
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Room 402, 4th floor, Unit 2, Camp Chief Wang's home.
Battalion Commander Wang, whose face was full of red light, was eating while chattering with his wife about interesting stories about his comrades in the navy.
Wang Weicheng, who was on vacation in shifts, seemed to be very filial to accompany Camp Commander Wang and them to dine together.
“…… Hahaha, this time Xiao Haike showed his face!"
It turned out that the last time the navy went on a mission, they encountered a poisonous snake array set up by a capable person.
And the navy coincidentally awakened the lightning ability at that time.
A few thunder and fireballs crackled and threw them over, blowing up all those poisonous snakes and beasts.
After the news of this incident spread, it also attracted the attention of the above.
After the investigation was found to be true, the Navy comrades were hospitalized to recuperate from their injuries.
The relevant departments above issued an order to ask him to go over and prepare to cultivate vigorously.
This special forces force is full of elites.
I believe that Comrade Xiaohai will definitely go to a higher level when he goes inside, learns and makes progress together with these people.
It is really terrifying, and I believe that Comrade Xiaohai's achievements in the future will definitely be limitless.
Camp Commander Wang's wife listened with a smile and nodded her head from time to time.
And with Camp Commander Wang's praise, Wang Weicheng's face became darker and darker.
Battalion Commander Wang was so enthusiastic that he didn't notice the change in his son Wang Weicheng's expression at all.
"What? The guy surnamed Hai was actually recruited to the top?"
Hearing this unexpected news, Wang Weicheng's mouth opened wide in shock.
How could it be.
The seat he once dreamed of was actually occupied by that mud leg from the countryside?
Wang Weicheng once dreamed that one day he would also awaken his ability, and then he was specially recruited by the above.
I heard that there are some bullish people in there.
All of them are the elite of the elite. Even the military uniforms and weapons are different from theirs.
Occasionally, a person will take them on a mission, and they feel like they are all very powerful.
"Wang Weicheng, please correct your attitude, what mud legs are not mud legs?"
Camp Commander Wang put down his chopsticks unhappily.
That's how bad this kid is. is too mean and snobbish, and divides people into three, six, nine and so on.
Among them, the "inferior people" he despised the most were the peasants.
Just because Xiaohai's hometown is a rural area and his parents are farmers who farm, his son always looks down on others.
But if you look back. The first three generations of their family were old farmers.
"Dad, eat, eat, don't eat it while it's hot, this dish will be cold!" Camp Commander Wang's wife hurriedly played a round.
Then he said to his son with a little reproach: "Wei Cheng, be careful when you speak in the future, you can't be rude to Xiaohai." ”
Wang Weicheng felt very uncomfortable.
His dad taught him and forgot it. Even his mother didn't like to hear him say a bad word about that guy surnamed Hai.
The old man is really, he talks and laughs at the man surnamed Hai, and he is affectionate like a father and son.
But when I turn my face and always preach to myself with a straight face, I feel so annoying, so stereotyped, and so immutable.
If Wang Weicheng stays at home, the legendary story of the surname Hai is circulating in his ears every day, what competition won the first place in the camp, what won the first prize in what competition, what learning and how good the practice is, and so on.
It's almost in his ears to hear the calloon.
Yes, his physical fitness is not good, yes, he is not as good as the surname Hai everywhere, but he is the son of their old Wang family, okay?
Every time his father taught him, he would mention the person surnamed Hai as an example, saying that he looked at how good people were, never caused trouble, was able to bear hardships and stand hard work, no matter how hard and tired the training was, he didn't complain, and his character was good.
In Wang Weicheng's view, what is the good thing about being a soldier?
Every day is very boring, except that the devilish training is hellish training, so difficult and high-intensity training simply doesn't treat them as human beings.
They are not robots without feelings, such high-intensity training, even if they are beaten with iron, they can't bear it, since they entered the barracks, he has lost 30 pounds by brushing and brushing.
If you want him to say that his father is an elm pimple and his head is not open.
It stands to reason that the old man has worked in the army for so many years, and at least he has a lot of contacts and resources in his hands.
But he lowered his body and ran around the saddle and horse surnamed Hai every day, making wedding dresses for others wholeheartedly, and hearing that others had been upgraded, but he was still happy about what he was.
At the beginning, everything was cheaper for outsiders, so that people stepped on his shoulders and climbed up.
If he had left some backhand for his son, at least he wouldn't be so embarrassed to be a little company commander now.
Battalion Commander Wang never thought that his son would have such thoughts, and he thought that his son would benefit a lot from his military camp life in the past few years.
This kid is so ambitious, with low eyes and high hands, through hard training, he just wants to get rid of his bad temper, so that he can be a down-to-earth man, and get rid of the temper of the young master and be a good man.
I don't know about it, but it's really scary. Feeling his own tempering of him, he still thought it was physical torture for him.
"Uh......" Camp Commander Wang didn't know how to teach Wang Weicheng a lesson for a while.
"Look at you like this, what can compare to others?"
Wang Weicheng smiled mockingly at Camp Commander Wang: "Yes, yes, yes, the surname is good, even his fart is fragrant, okay!"
"Since he's so good, why don't you just let him be your son! Anyway, no matter what I do, you won't like it!"
Wang Weicheng was angry and yelled at Camp Commander Wang.
At this time, he missed his dead grandparents very much.
is still his grandfather, grandmother, grandfather, grandmother is good to him, and he gives himself whatever he wants.
But his parents are not close to him at all as if they are outsiders.
Camp Commander Wang choked when he heard this, and his expression was slightly embarrassed.
No matter how good other people's sons are, there is still a difference between them and their own sons.
"Weicheng, I hope you have a good attitude and talk to your father. ”
Camp Commander Wang's wife said to her son Zhengse.
This sentence stabbed the hornet's nest even more.
Wang Weicheng felt even more angry.
What's so good about that guy with the surname Hai?
Let his parents spare no effort to maintain it.
They all want him to learn like the one surnamed Hai, and the one surnamed Hai completely gives him a feeling that he is very good at sycophants and pretending to be a good person, and he really hates him.
As everyone knows.
Children who are in the rebellious period of adolescence hate their parents for comparing themselves to other people's children.
The more parents praise other people's children for how good they are, the more unconvinced they are when they hear it.
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