"Stop coming, stop and check!" The military region is not an ordinary place, even if it is a division, it will not allow idle people to enter easily. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hao Han stopped the car and walked to the guard standing guard and said, "Hao Han and Hao Yun came to the military subdivision to report, you can call your leaders to confirm the information." ”

After a standard military salute, the doorman went to the sentry post and made a phone call to the security office, and the people in the security office hung up an inside line for the leader. After confirmation, Hao Han and Hao Yun were allowed to enter the military sub-district.

Hao Han has never been to the military division for many years, and he is also a blind man touching an elephant, thanks to the people from the military division who quickly came to the door to greet him, which avoided the embarrassment of the Hao family's father and son getting lost.

"Director Hao, hello, hello!" A soldier with the rank of lieutenant colonel and glasses came to the front of the Hao family's father and son, and greeted Hao Han with a smile.

Hao Han enthusiastically stretched out his right hand and shook it with the lieutenant colonel: "Hello, I don't know what your Excellency will say?"

"Fang Guotao, chief of staff of the Seventh City Military Division, is honored to meet the two of you, the plane is ready to take off at any time. Fang Guotao said gently, there is an old saying in the military region: staff officers don't have a commander, and they don't make a sound, and the chief of staff, as the cadre with the least power in the same rank, can only be handed over to him for this kind of work. However, it is also a great joy to be able to make friends with the people who are the focus of the leaders above, so Fang Guotao is not dissatisfied at all.

"Trouble comrades!" Hao Han said politely: "I don't know where the plane is?"

"This way, please!" Fang Guotao stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction, leading the two of them to the military jeep. Hao Yun knew that he couldn't interject at this time, so he could only honestly sit in the back seat and look around. To be honest, Hao Yun was also full of curiosity about the troops, the last time he came to shoot the target, he was in a hurry, especially when he followed the large team, he didn't have any freedom at all, and the commander of the military region was taken to the shooting range before he saw it, this time Hao Yun decided to be addicted.

According to the standard, the total number of troops stationed in the seven municipal military subdivisions is one regiment, including one reconnaissance battalion and two infantry battalions. The departments directly under the regiment are the guard company and the automobile company, with a total of more than 1,500 people. They all live in a large courtyard and live a largely isolated life. Hao Yun vaguely saw the hot scene on the training ground through the layers of woods, and could also hear the crackling and crackling of beans on the shooting range, this mysterious military camp life made Hao Yun feel a long-lost freshness.

Of course, he felt that he would not do it if Hao Yun was asked to be a soldier, except because of the system, he himself did not like to be a soldier. The so-called three years as a soldier, the sow race sable cicada, living with a group of big men every day, can definitely suffocate people! Hao Yun has been a liberal arts major all the way from high school to college, and there are more women than men, if he is thrown into this kind of monk's temple-like place, he will definitely not live for three days!

Hao Han glanced at his son who was looking around and asked, "How do you feel?"

"How does it feel?" Hao Yun asked nonchalantly.

"What do you think of the barracks?" Hao Han asked.

"It's okay..."Hao Yun replied perfunctorily: "I know what you're thinking! Don't try to stuff me into the army! I won't do it!"

Lao Hao smiled bitterly: "I guessed it a long time ago, forget it, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, why do you like to go, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you!"

After driving for nearly 10 minutes, the three of them came to the helipad of the military subdivision, where a black military helicopter was parked steadily on the apron, and the pilots were ready to set off at any time. Fang Guotao watched the Hao family father and son board the helicopter and drove away, the helicopter slowly rose after closing the hatch, and crashed headlong into the vast blue sky.

The helicopter didn't fly very high, it just dangled in the troposphere. Under normal circumstances, helicopters do not penetrate the stratosphere, which is the territory of civil aviation, and a Boeing may come out of any corner, and if it hits, it will be really fun!

Hao Yun sat in the cabin and looked around, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure - Xiahou Yongyue!

"Hey, woman, why are you here? Didn't you go down the mountain to find the nearest city? Why did you come to the Seven Cities?" Hao Yun asked puzzled.

What was even more surprised was Xiahou Yongyue, when she saw Hao Yun again, she felt that the whole world was not good: "I found the nearest county seat, but there is only the armed forces department, not even the airport." So the comrades of the Armed Forces Department sent me to the Seven Cities Military Division ... Anyway, how did you get on the military plane? And it's a military plane of our brigade, which is not scientific!"

Hao Yun spread out his hands and said helplessly: "I want to know too! I'm also in a circle now! When I threw that pistol to my father as a souvenir, he was like crazy, and after making another phone call, he was going to drag me to meet his old chief." By the way, my dad and you are half comrades-in-arms, but he retired more than 20 years ago. You may have a common topic..."

After listening to Hao Yun's words, Xiahou Yongyue turned her attention to the middle-aged uncle who was beside Hao Yun-Hao Han. As a junior, Xiahou Yueyong took the initiative to greet him: "Hello Uncle Hao, my name is Xiahou Yueyong., from... strategic forces of the highest rank ..."

"Hello, little girl, how did you and my son meet?" asked Old Hao Wei disrespectfully, Hao Yun seemed to be able to see the flame of gossip in his father's eyes.

Xiahou Yongyue said with a slight flush: "I met in the woods of DXAL... He helped me fight off Maozi's pursuers... Uncle, you also served in the brigade?"

Hao Han is disrespectful to the old, and the meaning of messing with the mandarin duck spectrum is beyond words, in order to avoid embarrassment, the intelligent Xiahou Yongyue wisely diverted the topic.

As soon as he heard the question from the juniors of the old army, Lao Hao fell into memories: "Yes, at that time, the brigade had just been established, and the old leaders were ordered to select the strongest soldiers from various military regions to gather together. At that time, I was selected by the old leaders to serve in the Northeast Military Region and brought to the base for intensive special training. Time flies, more than 20 years have passed... I miss those old comrades!"

"Uncle hasn't been in contact with his comrades-in-arms for so many years?" Xiahou Yongyue asked curiously as she looked at Hao Han with big watery eyes.

"I don't have the face to see them, in order to marry the child's mother, I made a discharge report with the brigade. I was the first soldier to apply for discharge from the army since the establishment of the brigade, and I was still gone regardless of how my brothers kept me. I haven't dared to contact them again for so many years, and I don't know what happened to them..."Hao Han said with a sad and regretful face.

I can do what I want for fish, and I can do what I want for bear's paws. You can't have both, Uncle Hao Han gave up the career he was keen on for love, no one can say that he is wrong, this is just a choice.

Xiahou Yongyue frowned slightly after listening to Hao Han's words, and after a while, she asked coldly, "Uncle, are you called Hao Han?"

"Hmm, have you heard of me?" Hao Han asked in surprise.

Xiahou Yongyue nodded obediently and said, "I heard my father mention you, because your name is easy to remember, so I have some impressions." After listening to your story, I remembered that you were the comrade-in-arms my father mentioned..."

"Your father? your surname is Xiahou? Is your dad a hammer?" Hao Han asked incredulously after brainstorming and getting an inference.

Xiahou Yongyue smiled awkwardly and nodded helplessly: "That's right, my father is indeed called Xiahou Hammer." The hammer is still with him!"