"You ......"

led his parents back to the barracks, and the old white hair was already standing downstairs waiting.

Seeing Zhuang Zhenguo, Lao Baimao was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up, he snapped upright, and made a military salute.

"Staff Officer Zhuang!"

Zhuang Zhenguo didn't expect to see Lao Baimao here.

"Xiao Wang? Xiao Wang of the first company of the 2nd brigade? ”

"Yes!" Lao Baimao said: "Wang Jianguo, you report!" ”

Zhuang Zhenguo went up and pressed his hand down: "I've been transferred for many years, and I'm no longer in the army, don't salute with me, it's not appropriate." ”

Solemnly watching a movie, I feel that the situation in front of me is too unreal.

His father, Zhuang Zhenguo, actually knows his chief instructor.

Moreover, it was the first time he had heard the real name of the old white hair.

Wang Jianguo?

I'm dripping mom!

It is also the founding of the country and the revitalization of the country.

At that time, the names of people were actually quite monotonous.

"Staff Officer Zhuang, let's go up and talk." The old white-haired Wang Jianguo pointed upstairs and made a gesture of please.

Putting the solemn parents in front, Wang Jianguo deliberately left behind, pulled solemnly, and said in a low voice: "Don't tell anyone my real name, and don't tell your father about the unit I belong to now, I can't hear about it." ”

Zhuang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

"I understand, confidentiality regulations, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Lao Baimao smiled, patted his solemn shoulder, didn't speak, and followed Zhuang Zhenguo.

A few people went up to the small conference room on the second floor, and the correspondent came over and poured tea and went out.

When the door closed, he thought to himself, since you said that you won't let me talk about the present, ask all the questions now, okay, I can always ask about the past.

He was interested in why his father knew Lao Baimao.

"Chief Instructor, do you know my dad?"

Lao Baimao drank tea, didn't avoid it at all, and said directly: "That's right, when I participated in the round battle, I was the squad leader of the Second Reconnaissance Brigade, and your father was a reconnaissance staff officer of the group army, what?" Haven't you heard your dad talk to you about the past? Your dad is a hero, an old scout, who has been on the border since the beginning of the self-defense counterattack, from the squad leader to the platoon commander before going to the army. ”

Zhuang Yan didn't expect his father to be a peer with him, turned his head and looked at Zhuang Zhenguo.

Zhuang Zhenguo was light and light, and said: "It's all in the past, and the heroes don't mention the courage of the year." To be honest, I don't want to mention those things......"

Old Baimao nodded, indicating understanding.

Zhuang Zhenguo glanced at Zhuang Zheng, and asked Lao Baimao: "Is it okay for Zhuang Zhuang to train here?" Did you make any mistakes? ”

Solemn wry smile.

In the eyes of a father, the solemnity of not making mistakes does not look like his son.

The old white hair said: "I have no disobedient soldiers under my command. By the way, I said why Zhuang Yan is so good in sniping subjects, compared to the same year soldiers, I don't think anyone can compare to him. ”

A solemn smile smirked.

Zhuang Zhenguo noticed his son's expression and said, "Are you still a sniper?" ”

solemnly said: "That's, it's still a very good sniper, didn't you listen to what my chief instructor said?" If you don't believe me, you have to believe him, right? ”

Although the problem of Mars hitting the earth between father and son has changed a lot over the years, there is still a vague taste of liking to meet.

Zhuang Zhenguo said: "Don't think you're very good, have you ever seen your instructor shoot a sniper rifle?" ”

Solemnly shook his head: "No." ”

Zhuang Zhenguo said: "You won him, it's not too late to come again, your father and I don't care to compare with you." ”

Zhuang Zhuang was unconvinced: "Or, please ask the chief instructor, we will go to Bibi now?" ”

"What did you say!" Wang Xiaolan was angry.

These two fathers and sons, as soon as they touched each other, immediately rubbed their hands together.

"Your dad is not in good health now, do you want to be angry with him?"

Solemn shut up quickly.

I didn't think about my father's body just now.

"Comrade instructor." Wang Xiaolan said to the old white hair: "My family is solemn and very ignorant, when he was a child, his father was not at home, I had to go to work alone, and I put him in my grandmother's house when I was a child. ”

The old white hair laughed when he heard this, and said: "Sister-in-law, you can rest assured, the soldiers who can come here are not ordinary soldiers, they can't come here if they are not excellent, they come here, and the name is solemn in the original army is this——"

He gave a thumbs up.

When Wang Xiaolan heard that her son was promising, she immediately smiled.

Old Bai Mao suddenly remembered something, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, "Let's have a meal in the dining hall at noon?" I'll arrange it. ”

Zhuang Zhenguo waved his hand: "Don't disturb the troops at noon, we plan to go out to eat, when I came, I saw that there is a restaurant about five kilometers out of here, which looks good." ”

"Qingyun Villa?" Lao Baimao said: "The price there is not cheap, I think it's better not to break the bank." ”

"No, just go there and eat!" Zhuang Zhenguo was particularly stubborn in this matter, and he glanced at his eldest son Zhuang Buping.

"My eldest son is in business, rich, and has been cheapened by the national policy over the years, and he has made it, we can't let the troops, who defend the country, come and invite them, these emerging capitalists, to dinner, we will eat big today, let him invite, Xiao Wang, you call the people in the team, eat everything you can, my eldest son has a treat."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhuang Buping, and frowned: "Look at you, sit or not!" ”

Zhuang Buping was originally crooked in the chair, crossing Erlang's legs, and immediately sat up straight when he heard this.

In the old Zhuang family, his father Zhuang Zhenguo's words have absolute authority.

"Let you have a treat, will you please?"

"Please! Please! I please! Zhuang Buping nodded as if pounding garlic: "Dad, what you say is what, you are the emperor, I don't upset you." ”

Lao Baimao knows Zhuang Zhenguo's temper, after all, he has known each other for a long time.

This staff officer Zhuang was also an iron-blooded figure in the army back then, and he led the team to infiltrate several times, and he was the master of the powerful Bafang.

I happened to rest today, so I simply accepted this love.

What's more, I haven't seen each other for many years, but I can actually meet here, and the old white hair is also a bunch of old things to talk about with Zhuang Zhenguo.

"Cheng, then I'll let the cooking class not prepare, save a few of us at noon, and go out for a light meal."

Zhuang Zhenguo is in excellent spirits today, and he knows that Lao Baimao must be serving in a special forces unit at present.

The old scouts who fought in the round back then were either transferred back to the locality, or they stayed in the army, and they were basically in the major special forces.

The veteran guards the doorway.

From the moment he entered the door, Zhuang Zhenguo knew that this was not an ordinary training base.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't tell himself what unit he was in at the beginning, and the letter always vaguely said that it was a reconnaissance unit, but now it seems that it is not as simple as reconnaissance.

It's just that as a soldier, although he has been retired for many years, he also knows discipline, and he doesn't ask what he shouldn't ask.

What's more, I am extremely satisfied with my son's current situation.

In his own words, he finally looks like a person!

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