Chapter Sixty-Nine: Entering the Camp as a Striker?
The closed car window made Luo Zhaoyang only see Zhao Lina dancing in the back, as for what she was saying, Luo Zhaoyang didn't hear it, and the two sneezes that followed made him wonder if Zhao Lina was scolding herself in the back, and whether she was pointing at herself and scolding her father and mother.
The car turned a corner, Zhao Lina's figure finally disappeared behind the car, Luo Zhaoyang took a deep breath, and he had a feeling of relief.
"Doctor Luo, do you want us to tell Commander Wang about what happened just now, I think you should go to the street less in the future, you see that you have been on the street three times, and all three times you have had an accident." The guard sitting in the front passenger seat listened to Luo Zhaoyang's deep sigh, and he immediately said.
Although they can stay out of the matter this time, Zhao Lina's appearance also makes them feel that they are still in trouble, and it is not impossible to give Luo Zhaoyang comprehensive protection, but sometimes it is easy to block open guns and difficult to prevent hidden arrows, so in his opinion, reducing the number of times they go out is the best way at present.
"You must not report to Commander Wang for today's matter, in fact, I have no interest in shopping, if there is nothing to do, I can basically not go, but let me stay in one place all the time, what does it have to do with being in prison? If they dare to come, I will come to the army, come to kill two pairs, come to kill four pairs, who is afraid of whom? Luo Zhaoyang clenched his fist, and the fist suddenly came to the guard, and the sudden fist startled the guard.
They had no doubts about Luo Zhaoyang's ability and courage, and he showed his wit and courage in the matter of arresting Deng Jun, and also showed his ability, so when Luo Zhaoyang said such a thing, they didn't think that Luo Zhaoyang was suspected of exaggeration, but they felt that they were too worried.
After another acupuncture and medicine, and then two or three days of medicine treatment of Mr. Wang's illness is like a big tree that ushered in spring, once again full of vitality, the Tai Chi that got up in the morning, the palm wind began to be strong, making people have a sense of tiger and tiger......
Wang Lao's illness is recovering very well, but in Luo Zhaoyang's opinion, this kind of conditioning must take a while, otherwise the probability of recurrence of the disease will be very high, so for the next military exercise, Luo Zhaoyang is really worried, he really can't think of any way to let him not participate.
"Doctor Luo, tomorrow is the mobilization meeting for the military exercise, you see my current physique, do I have a chance to capture Zhang Jizong's old guy alive." After Wang Lao finished Tai Chi, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped his sweat while asking Luo Zhaoyang, who was sitting at the stone table.
"You still capture the old man surnamed Zhang, then there should be no problem, but if you want to get on the chariot again and then prepare to charge into battle, don't say that I underestimate you, you really can't." After Luo Zhaoyang looked at Wang Lao for a while, he said very seriously, his serious expression made Wang Lao lose his smile all of a sudden.
"Oh, you still dare to underestimate people?" Wang Lao also became serious, his pretense of seriousness made Luo Zhaoyang suddenly nervous, he began to worry about whether his words were too frank, after all, they like to listen to good words, he began to worry about whether his prickly words would hurt Wang Lao's self-esteem.
Luo Zhaoyang's words really worried Wang Lao, although he worked hard to win Bao Jinhua's information-based troops in this military exercise, but he also knew in his heart that Zhang Jizong's soldiers he had trained over the years were not straw bales, and his elite soldiers were strong one after another, that is, in last year's all-army martial arts, many projects were included in his subordinates.
Now Wang Lao only has Bao Jinhua as a trump card in his hand, he is reluctant to use it until the critical time, Bao Jinhua's information team and anti-terrorism battalion will be the key to his reversal of the war.
So far, the only thing that worries Wang Lao the most is the tank division that Zhang Jizong trained single-handedly, they are equipped with all the latest equipment, whether it is hardware or personnel training, they have a unique side, and this time Wang Lao wants to win, he has to defeat Zhang Jizong's tank force first, under the cover of air power, with the anti-terrorist battalion as the core, quickly and effectively go deep behind the enemy, and give Zhang Jizong a front and rear attack.
"Actually, I, I just want to say......" Luo Zhaoyang faced Wang Lao and asked, he suddenly didn't know how to give himself a round, Wang Lao's serious expression gave him a sense of inviolability, which made him awe-inspired, and he suddenly felt that the suspicion of him was the same as the suspicion of the entire army.
"It's okay, in fact, you are right, not only my body is not as good as Zhang Jizong, but even the troops I have trained are not as good as Zhang Jizong in terms of technology and personnel quality, so ......" Wang Lao began to sigh and said, he knew his body, and it was precisely because of his body that he didn't have more time to manage the troops, so that the quality of this army was not trained.
"How is it possible, why is your old man discouraged, who said that your body is not as good as Zhang Jizong, you have a doctor like me, you don't know if you want to live to be a hundred years old, do you want to tear down my signboard?" Luo Zhaoyang immediately stood up and helped Mr. Wang sit down.
"How do you talk inconsistently, just now you said I can't do it, and now you say I can't live to be a hundred years old, what do you mean?" Wang Lao suddenly laughed, obviously he was happy because he had caught Luo Zhaoyang's inconsistent evidence and wanted to make fun of it.
"No, it's not a contradiction, you're saying that your body is not good, but with a doctor like me, your illness is not a problem, and if you live to be a hundred years old, it is not a difficult thing, so I don't think there is a conflict here." After Luo Zhaoyang's eyes rolled a few times, he immediately said again, he began to circle for himself, and he didn't want anything embarrassing to happen.
"Hehe, why do I sound like I'm selling ads for myself?" Wang Lao picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile.
Luo Zhaoyang watched Wang Lao's smile return to his face, his mood suddenly relaxed a lot, and his heart was slightly happy.
"Is there one? I'm just telling the truth, as long as you believe me, your illness will be under my control. Luo Zhaoyang took the bottle handed over by Wang Lao and slowly closed the lid of the water cup.
"Tomorrow is the mobilization meeting, to be honest, I'm not worried about the gap in this military exercise, now I'm just worried about my body.?" Wang Lao sighed deeply, he had a feeling that the years were unforgiving, in the first two days, he was a little tired after playing this set of Tai Chi, he didn't know if he could hold on to the next military exercise to the end.
"Don't worry, I will definitely stay next to you, even if you go to charge, he will definitely become your right and left hand, and he will not let you have an accident." Luo Zhaoyang said with certainty that he seemed to have seen the final result of the military exercise.
"It's best to have you say that, in fact, I also want you to join the camp with me, and we will be strikers together when the time comes." Wang Lao listened to Luo Zhaoyang say this, and his vitality suddenly returned.
"Oh, so you deliberately let me send myself to the door, you just want me to enter the camp as a striker?" Luo Zhaoyang said with a smile, although it seems that Wang Lao deliberately designed a trap for him to jump, but at this moment, Luo Zhaoyang felt that even if it was an abyss, he would jump without hesitation, because now is different from the past, he is Liu Ruxin's uncle, and it is very likely to become his uncle.
The swearing-in meeting began on time at 8:15 in the morning, after the magnificent scene and the loud national anthem cheered, the review of the troops kicked off, and with the opening of this prelude, the battle between the two armies also began to be put on the agenda, and this military exercise will fully display the national defense strength of a country and a nation, and will also be reflected in the quality and spiritual outlook of the new generation of soldiers.
Luo Zhaoyang is not a soldier, so he doesn't have that kind of glory, he can only watch from afar on the sidelines, but the atmosphere on the field is deeply infected by him, and under such an atmosphere, he unconsciously regards himself as a member of this army.
When Luo Zhaoyang's conference ended, Luo Zhaoyang came to his senses, it turned out that he was just an entourage, he was not a soldier, and the military exercise had nothing to do with him, and just when Luo Zhaoyang had a sense of loss, a strong hand reached out from behind him, and just when that hand reached Luo Zhaoyang's shoulder and was about to shoot it, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly turned around, grabbed the outstretched hand, and made a move.
Although Luo Zhaoyang's hand was fast, the trained Wang Jianhui did not let him succeed, and he quickly got rid of Luo Zhaoyang's suppression with a counterattack.
"Uncle Wang, how are you?" Luo Zhaoyang looked at Wang Jianhui, he immediately let go of his hand, too many things have happened in the past period of time, which has made Luo Zhaoyang's sense of self-protection much stronger, and the instinctive reaction of his body will naturally be strengthened.
"Alright, boy, that's a good response." Wang Jianhui said with a smile, he just looked at Luo Zhaoyang with a lost look, he just wanted to come over to say hello, and seeing Luo Zhaoyang's high vigilance, he was a lot happier.
"Hehe, so many things have happened during this time, this is a natural reaction, I have been practicing martial arts for so long, if I don't even have this reaction, it won't be a loss of Liu Jiatang's face." Luo Zhaoyang scratched his head and said embarrassedly, his martial arts master came out of Liu Jiatang, which he never denied, although he didn't think about carrying forward this martial arts, but he wouldn't remember Liu Jiatang's care for him.
Looking at Wang Jianhui's appearance and watching the scene of the military exercise, Luo Zhaoyang's heart suddenly flashed Wang Meixin's face, he didn't know why he was looking forward to Wang Meixin's appearance at this time, he began to miss the days of arguing with her, and doubted that she scolded himself.
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