readx; Just two generations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info when making eye contact. Entrance to the hallway. The crowd began to disperse. Zhang Qiang heard a voice. Turn your head to look. Saw a person. A person who exudes the aura of an emperor on his body. None other than Chief One.

The number one leader walked slowly. and generals in the crowd. There are also leaders at all levels. Nodding his head in greeting. That aura is hard to describe. Not because of status. It seems to be innate.

Come to the door of the rescue room. When I saw Zhang Qiang. Leader One's eyes paused. Then he walked up to Two. I asked about the situation. I know that the results are coming soon. Didn't say much. Stand there and wait.

Able to be in the middle of a busy schedule. Come here in person. It can be seen that No. 1 respects Luan Lao. A proletarian revolutionary. Revolutionary fighters of the older generation. Predecessors who made important contributions to the founding of the country. Which of these titles is real.

"How's it going?"

I saw that the lights in the rescue room were out. The doctor walked out. The second leader asked himself.

"I'm sorry. Heads. We did our best,"

The doctor takes off his hat and mask. said with a gloomy expression.

"Establishment of a funeral committee,"

Didn't wait for the second leader to speak. Chief One waved his hand at the doctor. A sentence was arranged.

This kind of thing is to be expected. People are born, old, sick and die. During Luan's serious illness. is still thinking about Zhang Qiang's safety. Although I miss it very much. You can only look at the photos too. Comfort the mood.

Zhang Qiang didn't expect it. I didn't expect that. First time I met my grandfather. It is the separation of yin and yang. A word of opportunity. None of this was possible. Let him be an old man. Passed away with regret.

Hear the words of the doctor and One. Luan Lao's son. Zhang Qiang's uncle. Didn't say much. took Zhang Qiang into the rescue room.

Zhang Qiang knew that this was his uncle. Just followed in. I took a few glances at my grandfather's remains. Reach out and lift the white cloth directly. Covered with an old countenance.

"Zhang Qiang. Don't ask anything. I'll wait for your foreign funeral. I'll tell you in detail,"

Uncle patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder. Said sadly.

"Hmm. I know,"

Zhang Qiang understands his uncle's feelings. Not much to say.

The rest is simple. A memorial service was held at the Revolutionary Cemetery. Television and radio stations throughout the country. It's all been broadcast. A proletarian revolutionary, a revolutionary ancestor, has passed away. The whole country is in mourning.

After the memorial service. At the time of burial in the revolutionary cemetery. No. 1 and No. 2 also arrived. Send the old general on his last ride.

Now Zhang Qiang regrets it a little. Regret not completing the task. Exit halfway through. Now let my grandfather leave with regrets.

I want to go back now. It's not that easy. Now the task is because of his exit. Plans and programmes have changed. He moved into the fifth category of troops.

"Sit down. Don't be so inhibited. There are no outsiders here. The Vietnamese chief of staff is your parents' comrade-in-arms. It stands to reason that you should also call your uncle or uncle,"

Three days later. dealt with Luan Lao's funeral. Back home. Uncle and Yue Pengxin sat on the sofa in the living room. looked at Zhang Qiang who was standing there. Said out of the tongue.

"You talk first. I'm going outside for a cigarette,"

Yue Pengxin obviously knew what to talk about. Make an excuse. He walked out of the living room.

Zhang Qiang's uncle. There was no Pengxin left. On the coffee table in the living room. There was an ashtray. There is only one step between each other.

"Here's a picture of your parents. Except for this one. The rest is with Guoan. is the so-called top secret,"

Uncle pulled out a photo album. Pull out a photo from inside. It was handed to Zhang Qiang, who was sitting down.

This is more than twenty years. The first time I saw my parents. I saw it when I was young. But I don't remember it at the time. Now Zhang Qiang. Rubbing over the photo. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Thinking about all these years. What I was looking for. Finally the results. The results were not satisfactory.

Zhang Qiang knew something. Know the family of your parents. There is a hatred between them and a family. What is this hatred. He is not clear now. He knew his uncle would tell him.

"Do you know anything about the Situ family?"

Really. Uncle looked at Zhang Qiang. Brought it up.

"That Situ,"

Zhang Qiang stretched out his hand and pointed upward.

"Yes. It's that family. Remembered. That's our enemy. He is also the enemy of China,"

Uncle nodded.

"The enemy of China, is it related to the orphan incident?"

Hear my uncle's words. Zhang Qiang instantly thought of this task.

"Yes. That Situ. It was the orphan of that year. Your grandfather saw this with his own eyes. But he's too good at working. I haven't been able to get any good clues,"

His uncle's words confirmed Zhang Qiang's guess.

"No one at the top knows,"

Zhang Qiang was puzzled.

"Only a few high-level people know. But there was no evidence in favour of him. The old ghost of their family. Student henchmen are all over China. Now it's time to get the evidence. There are only other excuses. Catch them all,"

Zhang Qiang's uncle. His eyes flashed with a cold light. Said in a deep voice.

"My parents' thing. Does it have anything to do with them?"

Zhang Qiang is most concerned about this issue. Looking at my uncle's expression. Still asked.

"The intelligence of the year went wrong. However, there is no evidence that they did it. Because of the fifth category of troops and national security. At that point they couldn't intervene. Now you have to watch out for the fifth category of troops,"

My uncle had a document in his hand. put it in front of Zhang Qiang.

Take that information. Place it in front of it and open it. Zhang Qiang saw what was on it. I know that my uncle obtained it. Still shocked. The data shown above. It was his last mission. Those places to check. There are also the names of the people involved.

"Alright. You are now the most elite fighter. Let's go back,"

Uncle took back the album. said to Zhang Qiang.

"Grandpa,"

Zhang Qiang wanted to say something. Stopped again.

"You don't have to worry about it. Remembered. The men of the Zhang family are all good. Give your grandfather the time to burn the anniversary. Remember to take credit,"

Uncle stood up. Staring at Zhang Qiang. Said seriously.

"Yes,,"

Zhang Qiang saluted his uncle. Turn and leave.

Outside the door.

I saw Zhang Qiang walking out. Yue Pengxin glanced into the living room. After waving goodbye. Leave with Zhang Qiang.

on military vehicles. The atmosphere was dreary.

"Sometimes I get it. It means responsibility,"

Yue Pengxin looked out the window. Said as if muttering to himself.

"I understand,"

Zhang Qiang looked ahead. Said solemnly.

"Your training isn't over yet,"

Yue Pengxin turned his head to look at Zhang Qiang. With a smile on his lips.

"I'm asking for more intensity,"

I didn't care about Yue Pengxin's words. Zhang Qiang said from the bottom of his heart.

"There's no strength to add to. Your current intensity. It's the highest ever in the history of the fifth category of troops,"

Say the word. Yue Pengxin thought that Zhang Qiang would be surprised. But he was disappointed. Zhang Qiang just smiled happily. It's as if I knew it for a long time.

"I'm not done yet. Can I go back?"

This time Zhang Qiang took the initiative to ask.

"Your mission, that's not your mission. It's the mission of all the soldiers in Huaxia, and you now have other tasks. I'll tell you when I get back to base,"

Shaking his head and laughing. Yue Pengxin seems to have known for a long time. Zhang Qiang will ask this.

"yes. The task of all the soldiers of China,"

After Zhang Qiang finished speaking. Look out the window and don't look back.

Now for Zhang Qiang. It's just getting started. I learned about my parents. Got some clues. A big secret has been discovered. There are many more things waiting for him to do.

From the military airfield back to the fifth category of troops. Zhang Qiang followed behind Yue Pengxin. Came to training ground No. 3. It was full of people. are waiting for them.

"Received an order from above. UFOs are found in the Sahara Desert. As judged by experts. It's just an illusion. It was country M that made weapons of mass destruction. Deliberately created illusions. The superiors asked us. Send out the elite immediately. Travel to the heart of the Sahara Desert. Find out what happened. At a critical moment. Do the comrades have confidence in their sabotage,"

Yue Pengxin came to the front of the training ground. Look at the people present. Shouted.

"Bless me Huaxia. Kill thousands of miles,,"

"Bless me Huaxia. Kill thousands of miles,,"

Players on the training ground. They were all pulling their necks and shouting. This is the first time Zhang Qiang has heard it. The slogan of the fifth category of troops.

"It was decided after research. Zhang Qiang was appointed as the team leader. Lead a team of 20 people, and I hope you will fully cooperate. Comrade Zhang Qiang's ability. You've all seen it. This mission only needs to be successful. Don't fail,"

Seeing the fighters in high spirits. Yue Pengxin nodded. Shouted again.

Suddenly heard such a decision. Zhang Qiang was a little unexpected. He trains intensively though. But it hasn't blended in here. Such an important task. Let him lead the team. It seemed to him to be a fool's errand.

"Report,"

"Speak,"

"Report to the Chief of Staff. I don't think I'm up to the job. It's better for you to change to lead the team,"

Zhang Qiang stepped forward. Said bluntly.

"Reason,"

I didn't look at Zhang Qiang. Yue Pengxin asked directly.

"My reasoning is. I didn't fit in. I can't even name everyone,"

Zhang Qiang thought a lot. It was found that only this one holds.

"Tell him. Can he do it,"

Still didn't look at Zhang Qiang. Yue Pengxin looked at the fighters on the training ground. Shouted.

"Yes,"

All the fighters shouted. The sound was full of sincerity.

"You remember. As a special operations elite. Temporarily integrate into a team. It is also a compulsory course. Every day you're here. All with everyone. Although there is no heart-to-heart exchange like that of the big army. But this kind of feeling. You should know. It can strengthen your communication. There is still some time. You go and pick out your weapons. Set off in half an hour,"

This time, Yue Pengxin looked at Zhang Qiang. Said word by word.

Listen to the voices of all the fighters. Zhang Qiang understood. Knowing the purpose of training these days. Also understand these people. Not like the rumors. They are all cold-blooded machines that are not close to feelings. Confidence in this mission. It's even stronger. It's in those two words. Country M,

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