Chapter Two Hundred and One: Take a Break!

The conscience of heaven and earth, although Brother Huan is a wave, although he doesn't like obscene development-

But he really didn't think much about Sister Song, who couldn't judge her age. And he has always maintained a respectful attitude to get along with it.

Where the is this?

Pursuing Sister Song?

Tang Huan looked in the mirror, and he was not qualified enough.

What kind of character is Sister Song? The dragon and phoenix among the people! What pursues her is not the CEO of a listed group with a market value of tens of billions, or the legendary prince and the second generation of officials. What does Tang Huan do to compete with others?

Damn Song Mu, it's just that he can't open which pot to mention. Deliberately throwing dirty water on yourself. Even Sister Song and her grandfather have questioned themselves now...

Wait, I won't beat you into a pig's head when we meet next time, my brother Huan will have your surname!

"Nothing else. Tang Huan shook his head firmly. "Rest assured, Chief, I am self-aware. I won't do anything that I can't do. ”

Yang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, still carefully looking at Tang Huan's facial expression.

Cautious, even a little nervous and hesitant.

It can be seen that he is very serious and honest.

This person really doesn't have any special thoughts about his granddaughter.

Yang Jun was not relieved by this.

From the perspective of the old man, he hopes that his granddaughter will find a home as soon as possible. His style is not as domineering as the Song family. Political interests are paramount. As long as it's a mutual liking, age isn't an issue. Identity is also not an issue.

What's more, Tang Huan, in the name of the dragon, may not be worthy of his granddaughter.

Smiled a little dryly, Yang Jun chuckled: "You don't have to be nervous. Song Mu, that guy already likes to talk about it. ”

Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief. I know that the old man has no intention of pursuing it. He smiled and said, "That's good." Sister Song and I have always been gentlemen's friends. ”

He emphasized again. Strive to make the elderly feel completely at ease with themselves.

He was tired of the life back then, but he knew very well that a big man like Yang Jun, even if he retired, his influence and power in the military department were extremely terrifying. It is necessary to target himself as a school leader in the entertainment industry. It's a no-brainer.

As long as he says a word, he may be in trouble. It's hard to get rid of.

He is not afraid of trouble. But who would take the initiative to cause trouble?

Tang Huan respected the elder in front of him and didn't want any misunderstanding between the two sides.

"Don Jr. I've heard about you countless times. The original decision was also made by the top management. Yang Jun said regretfully. "In this regard, many leaders think that they are ashamed of your ace division. I also hope you can understand that everything we do is for the sake of this country. For the people under the state. ”

Tang Huan nodded, not arguing about anything.

It's been several years. Tang Huan had already faded that heart. It doesn't matter what is right or what is wrong. Now he just wants to live every day. Don't waste what little youth you have left.

In this way, it is the greatest reward to the comrades-in-arms.

"So. Yang Jun paused for a moment and said slowly. "If I invite you to return in the name of the military department. What do you think?"

After a pause, Yang Jun didn't wait for Tang Huan to speak, he continued: "You can choose the position." The rank of direct colonel. You know, at your current age. The colonel is the limit. But as long as the qualifications are enough. In the future, you must be a general. is the soul of the troops. ”

After listening to Yang Jun's narration, Tang Huan shook his head and said, "I don't care about this. I just want to live the life of an ordinary person. ”

"How can an extraordinary person live an ordinary life?" Yang Jun asked rhetorically. "The few months you've been in White City. Are you really living the life of an ordinary person?"

"Offend local forces and make connections from all sides. Even-" Yang Jun squinted and said. "Played a heroic role in a kidnapping that shocked the nation. ”

"Don Jr. Even if gold is covered with dust, it will shine. You're not ordinary, and you can't be ordinary. Yang Jun sighed lightly. "Let's get back. The troops need you, your old chief, and they need you too. ”

Lao Zhuang is Yang Jun's old subordinate. He is also one of his most proud protégés. To be able to train such an excellent warrior, he is proud of Lao Zhuang. And now such a good fighter has been lost. He is in the same mood as Lao Zhuang. It's incredibly heavy.

"I'm sorry. Tang Huan shook his head, pursed his lips and said. "Disappointed you. I don't want to go back to the way things were. It was all painful memories for me. ”

Yang Jun nodded slightly, and didn't force it, but said slowly: "Don't worry." Time solves all incurable problems. When you figure it out, you want to come back. We are always open to you. ”

The same words as Lao Zhuang also showed the importance of Tang Huan.

But for Tang Huan, he never wanted to return to the team again in his life. Even words such as gathering, counting, and taking a break are ruthless bayonets for Tang Huan.

It pierced his heart all the time, making him miserable, as if he was suffocating.

Huaxia Border –

When Tang Huan, who had passed through the smoke of war, carried the last two scarred comrades-in-arms and stepped on the land of Huaxia, his mood was extremely heavy. Also unusually angry.

He was betrayed.

Their whole team was abandoned by the state.

With no support and no intelligence, this team of less than 50 people crossed the mountains. Hunted down by mercenaries around the globe.

They ran out of last bullets. The last shred of blood was shed.

Travel through at least ten countries. Thousands of mercenaries died at their hands. For a month, they struggled between life and death every day. Several comrades-in-arms were even deafened by the high-frequency ejection of the bullet casings.

In every country crossed, comrades-in-arms were left behind permanently.

Finally, when Tang Huan, as the captain, arrived in Huaxia territory with two dying teammates on his shoulders. He shouted in a hoarse voice: Assemble!

The two teammates, who couldn't even stand up, tightened their bodies. Got closer.

"Count!" Tang Huan's eyes were scarlet. Dusty faces. His body was covered in scars.

"One, two—"

"Fang Kai!" Tang Huan shouted!

"Here!"

The comrades-in-arms used all their strength. Shouting out of his throat.

"Cheng Feng!" Tang Huan shouted again.

"Here!"

Next, no one responded to all the names that Tang Huan shouted.

"We went home. ”

Tang Huan squatted in front of the two dying comrades-in-arms, lit two cigarettes, and put them in the mouths of their comrades.

But those two comrades-in-arms no longer even had the strength to smoke a cigarette.

They leaned stiffly against the dirt slope, cigarettes in their mouths, and their eyes were open, their faces full of unwillingness, and their eyes were bloodshot. It's like that.

"Take a break..."

Tang Huan choked up, his voice extremely desperate.

He reached out and closed his comrades' eyes that refused to close.

"Home..."

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