Each of the three teams on the outskirts of Yanjing has a compound.

The front yard is an office building, a training building and other buildings, all gray and white, low-key and ordinary, but the backyard seems to be another world.

The villas and small buildings that are used by the team members by the mountains and rivers are comparable to the residences of Shiquan Suihanlin.

However, it is true that there are occasional high-ranking leaders within the Red Walls who come to stay for a while, after all, these are arguably the three safest places in the Republic.

At the gate of the compound, the soldiers who were loaded with guns suddenly heard the roar of the engine in the distance. The patrol led the military dogs and quickly walked to the sentry post.

Regardless of the identity of the people who come here, the driver will slow down and quietly drive to the gate to wait for inspection, and this is the first time they have encountered such a huge sound.

Half a minute later, a car with a red and white license plate came galloping like a steel beast, and only slammed on the brakes when it approached the checkpoint.

"Click, Click, Click......"

The soldiers at the door loaded their guns and pointed their guns at the car.

A group of soldiers surrounded him with a cold face, and an officer led by him was about to check when he suddenly saw a burly man sitting in the back of the car, with wild facial features and a scar on the cheekbone under his left eye.

"Salute!"

Seeing that the officer's expression was extremely serious, without a trace of perfunctory response, it could be seen that he respected and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Although the people around me didn't understand what was going on, their boss had a password, and they followed suit.

Everyone stood up and saluted while guessing the identity of the people in the car.

Could it be that the previous leaders came? Otherwise, how could the boss have reacted so much.

After the officer put his hand down, he turned and gestured to the gate pavilion to let him go.

After the car entered, another officer came to the sentry booth and said, "Lao Zhang, which chief is sitting inside, why did you take a look at it and let it go?" ”

Lao Zhang looked at the direction where the car left with reverence, and said in a deep voice, "Team Sun." ”

The officer's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It's so dark, you can't be mistaken, right?"

"Can't be wrong, who else has that momentum but him? In the middle of the night, what is Team Sun doing here? ”

Sun Chongyang has a very high status among the three teams. On the one hand, he is the third Guardian, and on the other hand, all three members of the team have been taught by him to a greater or lesser extent.

In the past, although the three teams were directly under the Joint Command of the Special Forces of the Military Department, if they were specifically divided, they each had their own main responsibility area.

The "gun" in Chen Yan's hand is mainly responsible for the secret escort mission of the state leader, the main mission area of the "spear" founded by Qiu Tang is in China, and the main mission area of the "halberd" led by Sun Chongyang is abroad.

This part abroad is the most difficult, and the masters of Europe and America are like clouds, so after a long period of fighting, the average strength of the "halberd" is completely higher than that of the other two teams.

The military department allowed the three teams to have deviations, but did not allow too much deviation between them.

But it's also hard to reduce deviations. On the one hand, the current situation of the "halberd" is that it was trained in actual combat, and on the other hand, no one teaches the "spear" and "gun"!

Chen Yan is one

is a busy man, and the fact that the strength of the "gun" has not retreated in the past few years already shows that he has tried his best. As for the "spear"...... Its founder has been in charge since nine years ago.

Therefore, the military department ordered Sun Chongyang to occasionally serve as a temporary instructor for the other two teams, and formulate corresponding training plans according to the specific situation. Breaking the fixed main responsibility area is what he proposed and implemented, after all, actual combat is the fastest way to improve. So people who have only seen "spears" and "guns" in recent years will also go abroad on missions.

……

The car drove into the inner courtyard and stopped in front of a separate courtyard in the innermost part.

Sun Chongyang pushed the car door and sighed when he looked at the closed wooden door.

"Bang bang!"

He used it very hard, as if he was afraid that the people inside would not be able to hear. So much so that a piece of wall skin fell from the eaves of the gate.

It was the middle of the night, and I was afraid that half of the people in the inner courtyard would hear his knock.

"Crunch—"

The door opened, and out of it came a middle-aged man with glasses.

He is the captain of the guard team in this small courtyard, and lives in a wing room with his teammates. The knock on the door just now startled them all, even during the day, this door is rarely knocked on, let alone at night? And the knock on the door was particularly rough.

Such a rough knock on the door in the middle of the night is either a debt collector or a robber.

But neither of these situations applies here, because those who dare to come here to collect debts or rob are probably only in mythological stories.

Stone was still drowsy before opening the door, but he woke up instantly after seeing the comer.

"Team Sun!"

The stone is also the old man of the "spear", and he is very familiar with Sun Chongyang.

Shi knew that Sun Chongyang was the senior brother of the Qiu team he admired the most, and he also knew that he was one of the very few people who could make the Qiu team speak.

In the past ten years, this courtyard has been deserted all year round, and even at the end of the year, when the disciples and grandchildren who went out from the "spear" came to visit the "god" in their hearts, they were all silent.

Everyone came quietly, and one person drank a big bowl of pure grain wine transported from Niulan Mountain, and then left quietly. From coming and going, there is not a word.

Sometimes the leadership of the military department comes.

However, only the leader spoke throughout the whole process, and his response was only one "um".

Sun Chongyang nodded slightly, and then asked, "Is Qiutang still awake?" ”

Although it was the middle of the night, the stone didn't feel anything wrong when he heard his words.

Because Qiutang often drinks heavily on the moon, he will drink all night when he is in high spirits.

Today is not the stone shift, so after hearing Sun Chongyang's question, he turned his head to look at the person on duty tonight.

"It's only been quiet in the hospital for a short time, so I should have just fallen asleep."

"In the courtyard?"

"Well, I slept in the courtyard for several nights."

Sun Chongyang was a little helpless. Although the weather in Yanjing is already relatively warm in April, it will feel a little cold in the middle of the night.

He sighed and walked towards the main courtyard.

Sun Chongyang pushed open the second courtyard door with some peeling colors, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a pungent smell of wine.

The strong smell of alcohol enters the heart and lungs through the nasal cavity,

The first thing it feels like is hot. But when I feel it again, it is the mellow aroma of pure grain that does not mix with anything. People who don't drink well will probably get drunk after standing here for a while.

Next to the tree in the courtyard, there is a wicker chair. Next to the rattan chairs were black wine jars, one of which lay on the ground. Every now and then a drop would condense from the mouth of the altar, gleaming in the moonlight, and then disappearing into the earth.

On a rattan chair lay a man, covered with a dirty military coat, with one arm hanging on the ground, and the mouth of the altar in his hand.

Anyone who sees such a scene will probably not believe that this sleeping drunkard is one of the three teams of the Republic, the founder of the "Spear".

(End of chapter)

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