Uncle Battle probably hadn't talked to anyone for a long time about the experience that had been buried deep in his mind, or maybe it was because he was older, and he couldn't stop chattering about it.

One moment crying, one moment laughing, one moment pondering, one moment lamenting and sighing, and one moment roaring loudly, as if crazy, the frightened Qiqige got into Wang Yong's arms, and did not dare to look at the grandfather with a hideous face.

However, Wang Yong understands Battle's mood very well, this memory that has brought him honor, sadness, regret, laughter, tears, helplessness and so on, even if so many years have passed, but once it is turned out, it is not surprising to have such an excited reaction.

"Uncle Battle, according to you, you are the first real special forces in our country! has also made great contributions, has been on the battlefield, and can stay in the army as an instructor at the worst? How can it be restored? ”

Wang Yong saw that Uncle Battle was excited, and for fear that something would happen to him, he quickly diverted the topic. Unexpectedly, such a question made a big man like Uncle Battle widen his eyes angrily, and then burst into tears.

When he learned what happened, Wang Yong didn't know what to say! I could only silently accompany Uncle Battle into silent memories.

It turned out that a year after he joined the reconnaissance brigade, he got an opportunity to enter the military academy and receive three years of professional education.

Such talents who have practical experience and professional education are naturally very important. Immediately after returning to the army, he was promoted to a full company officer.

When he followed the troops off the battlefield, he soon returned to the old unit station and became a major commander of the newly established reconnaissance battalion of the military region.

But soon, within a year, Uncle Battle was demobilized and returned home.

Uncle Battle remembers very well that day, his old battalion commander. At that time, he was already the regimental commissar of the old army. When I came to the military region to do business, I happened to come back from training with my own team, so I asked him what he was doing.

As a result, I listened to the old chief's angry roar, and even told the reason for the incident with scolding.

That night, Uncle Battle and the old battalion commander who came to the military region to ask for help to no avail drove to a county town about 200 kilometers away from the station.

It turned out that the old battalion commander had received a letter from the family of a martyr, saying that the sister of one of his subordinates, who had launched a desperate charge against the enemy with an explosive bag strapped to her body, had been raped by the son of a leader in their county.

But not only did the bastard not receive any punishment, but he also accused them of framing and slandering, and beat up several blind dates who went to the county to reason and complain, and then put them in a detention center. Not even visits.

The old battalion commander went to the army to seek support, hoping that the army could put pressure on the local authorities to solve the problem. However, just in time for the army leaders to go to the capital for a meeting, a deputy army commander who stayed behind went down to the army to stand up for emergencies.

Only one staff officer on duty made a phone call to the local authorities to respond to the situation.

As a result, not only did it not play any role, but it made people count the numbers, saying that the military could not interfere in local affairs. How to deal with it, the local government will deal with it in accordance with the law.

As a result, before the old battalion commander left the army, a sudden phone call made the old battalion commander unable to hold back the anger in his heart. It's not been a year since I got off the battlefield. The killing intent that had not completely dissipated once again permeated his face.

The call was from the local armed forces, and the victim's brother was a martyr, and the armed forces had been paying close attention to the matter. However, after all, it is relative to the main local leaders. Their voice is pitiful.

The family wrote letters to the troops, asking for help, and they also gave attention. I just didn't expect that these bastards. As soon as he hung up the phone from the army, he began to let the minions of the Public Security Bureau start to list the crimes, wanting to completely condemn the case to death.

As soon as I saw this. They did not dare to hesitate in the slightest, and quickly contacted the martyr's unit.

Uncle Battle followed the old battalion commander and led a squad of fighters to the local area.

After a little understanding of the situation, the old battalion commander, who had long been red-eyed, gave an order, and a group of people rushed into the public security bureau where the gentleman worked, pulled him out of the office, and after punching and kicking, he pulled him into the military vehicle and drove away.

In the end, this scumbag was dug and buried alive by this group of fierce men who had all been on the battlefield!

Although the local police who came with him were rescued quickly, the matter still made a big fuss!

The deputy army commander, who learned what had happened, rushed back to the army in person, gathered all the military leaders at home, and drank wine with the old battalion commander and Uncle Battle in the confinement room.

"Drink, drink it, what should I do tomorrow! He's just a scumbag, he's damned! ”

That night, everyone drank too much and was very drunk!

After waking up the next day, the old battalion commander took the initiative to find the army commander and said that he would not cause trouble to the troops, and that he would change jobs! I don't know what the army said in the end, but in the end, the old battalion commander returned to his hometown and became the president of the Municipal Agricultural Bank in the city where his hometown was located.

And Uncle Battle, as one of the leaders and the main executioner, was originally because the old battalion commander took all the responsibilities, so he didn't need to be professional, at most it was a matter of punishment.

However, this incident stimulated him a lot, the martyr was a soldier in the same batch as him, but he did not mention it, and he was a veteran squad leader. If it weren't for the sudden entry into the war, it would have been restored back then.

Mongolian men dare to love and hate, although the old battalion commander took all the responsibility, Uncle Battle still insisted, and also changed jobs with the old battalion commander and returned to his hometown on the prairie.

Originally, the city asked Uncle Battle to go to the Public Security Bureau to serve as the captain of the criminal police team, but Uncle Battle, who already hated the local public security, simply refused.

Not only that, but he also offered not to take any job arranged by the government, but to go back to his hometown to become a herdsman in the prairie.

For Battle, a combat hero who has long been famous in the local area, the city also has a deep understanding of him.

They can't figure out what's wrong with this big hero? Confused, he called Uncle Battle's troops to find out what was going on.

As a result, the city bigwigs who learned the truth of the matter all slapped the table loudly and cursed, is this a fucking human thing?

Battle is worthy of being a man on our prairie, but these people also know that he already has a deep grudge against the government department because of this matter.

In the end, the first and second leaders of the city personally made a decision, and a large grassland near the border was carved out for Uncle Battle, and he was still given the position of deputy head of the reserve.

Since then, Uncle Battle has put his family down on the prairie, about a dozen kilometers from the border.

I used the discharge money to buy some cattle and sheep, rode the family's horse, and brought a yurt and two guns, one long and one short. While grazing, he also did the work of border guards patrolling the border and defending the country.

After that, I got married, had children, and my granddaughter was born, and now it has been more than 20 years.

"Uncle Battle, come, I toast you, it's a recruit's tribute to you!"

Wang Yong picked up a bowl of mare's milk wine and drank it all, not caring at all about the strange smell that he was not used to drinking.

Wang Yong's words made Uncle Battle stunned. According to his standards, how can you see that this kid doesn't look like a soldier? Is it true that even the army is corrupt like this now?

But after reading Wang Yong's military ID, Uncle Battle was immediately dumbfounded! Deputy Commander of the Garrison Area of Mid-Mountain Village! Directly under the Central Military Commission! Colonel rank!

This Nima is fake, right? This was Uncle Battle's first reaction when he saw this military ID! It's hard to believe! But the bright red seal of the Military Commission on it can't be faked, and no one dares to fake it!

Wang Yong smiled, he knew what was going on, and said with a smile that he would know what was going on when he took Uncle Battle to open his eyes at night. As for now, it's better to eat the delicious mutton that has been fragrant for a long time.

Uncle Battle's cattle and sheep are all grown up purely eating grass, and they are really green and pollution-free. It's definitely not the one in the mainland who grew up eating feed.

The biggest feeling for Wang Yong is. It's not as fat as the mutton you eat in the mainland!

Moreover, the sheep that Uncle Battle slaughtered to entertain Wang Yong and Yuanyuan today is obviously not big. I just boiled it with water and a little spice, but when I ate it, it felt like I was in my mouth. In addition to being fragrant and tender, coupled with the faint smell, even Yuanyuan, who doesn't like to eat mutton, finished gnawing a leg of mutton. Ate a few more pieces of roast lamb.

Uncle Battle's cattle and sheep are popular with diners because they have been free-range for more than 20 years and have excellent meat quality. Every year, several regular cattle and sheep dealers come in big trucks to buy cattle and sheep.

Just because it's so far away from populated areas. Dealers are trying to lower the price for transportation.

After Wang Yong learned the news, he patted his chest very simply and said, I will cover all the cattle and sheep you have here in the future!

Not to mention that Uncle Battle is a respectable veteran, even with the quality of his cattle and sheep here, he can definitely make a lot of money in the big cities of the capital.

However, Wang Yong didn't have that plan, and the idea in his heart was that such a good beef and mutton was of course digested internally.

In his secret base, in the garrison area, and in the village, I'm afraid Uncle Battle's little thing is not enough to eat!

Thirty-one pounds of live cattle, forty-one pounds of calves, thirty-one pounds of adult sheep, and thirty-five pounds of lambs. Wang Yong didn't know the actual price of cattle and sheep in the local area, so he casually said this price.

This price can be said to have never been seen in the local area, which made Uncle Battle, an upright Mongolian man, quarrel with Wang Yong and Wang Yong for a long time because the price is too high.

In the end, Yuanyuan stood up and said that although her husband was rich, he never traded at a loss. In order to deepen everyone's impression, Uncle Sù Battle's family was specially told the price of super vegetables grown in the village.

Hearing that those vegetables were sold more expensive than the cattle and sheep he raised, and that they were in limited supply, Uncle Battle had nothing to say, and he was very bold and frequently raised a glass to Wang Yong, which was considered to be the answer to this business.

That night, after everyone else had rested, only Wang Yong and Uncle Battle were still wrapped in coats and chatting over the fire, until a huge shadow silently descended on the land.

The next day, Tana woke up and found that there seemed to be a dozen or so sheep missing from her flock. I asked my father-in-law who was keeping vigil yesterday if a wolf came?

Before Uncle Battle could say anything, Wang Yong was immediately shocked! I took out the phone and I didn't know who I called, saying that I had found a wolf pack, and in order not to be safe from the herdsmen's lives and property, I asked for a few guns to be allocated to the herdsmen.

Although Uncle Battle also had two guns, one long and one short, they were all old-fashioned five-six semi-automatic and five-four-style pistols, and they had been used for too long, and the rifling was smoothed out.

Just to get a few new guns for the old man, Wang Yong still has this right, not to mention Uncle Battle and his son still have reservists on the register.

Soon after Wang Yong and the others left at noon, two helicopters, one large and one small, landed on Uncle Battle's ranch.

In addition to bringing three new Type 03 automatic rifles, the local military district also brought two Type 88 snipers, one Type 95 squad light machine gun, and six 9mm Type 92 pistols in accordance with the requirements of the superiors.

What made Uncle Battle's family even more stunned except for Uncle Battle was that someone from the military region also said that the little helicopter was entrusted to Uncle Battle.

And a scene that made Uncle Battle's family even more unbelievable appeared, Uncle Battle, who was tall and tall, held his granddaughter and got into the small plane codenamed Antelope directly, and started the engine very skillfully.

Then he was very skillful in maneuvering the plane and made a series of movements, and landed safely.

It's really an eyeball! (To be continued......)

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