After Lang Zhan showed his clever marksmanship, Huang Haiqing looked at Lang Zhan again, and he couldn't help but have a trace of admiration in his eyes. Eight?? One Chinese Net = ≤≤.≤ When Lang Zhan mended the vampire and Jerry Fu's head, he probably couldn't accept it, and said, "Is this necessary?" ”

The reason why Lang Zhan only gave Vampire and Jerry Fu a gun after an interval of time was because of the habit he developed after being exposed to the zombie virus. Because in this way, even if someone uses a zombie virus to "revive" them, their brains will be wasted, and at most they will become a zombie.

"This is a habit that only those who have been on the battlefield will develop," corrected Nan to answer, and then turned to his subordinates and shouted, "Queue up!" Welcome back our heroes! ”

When Lang Zhan just raised his leg and walked towards the national boundary monument, he was in a very calm mood. And the closer he got to the border monument, maybe it was because of the timidity of his hometown, or maybe it was because the grand welcome scene made by the correction south was very unnatural, his breathing was a little short, and his steps became heavy.

The date of establishment was marked on the national boundary monument, and when Lang Zhan saw the number 1999 above, he deduced that it had been fifteen years since this boundary monument stood here, and then he thought that he had left his hometown for a year, and for a moment, he was so excited that he could not control his feelings, and his eyes were moist and he almost cried.

"Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply......" Lang Zhan is really not a hypocritical person, but at the moment when his right hand couldn't help but caress the No. 13 boundary monument, this poem naturally came out of his heart, and for a moment, he wanted to kneel down and kiss this land.

Lang Zhan held the No. 13 National Boundary Monument in his hand and stood still, a second passed, ten seconds passed, and half a minute passed, Huang Haiqing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is he doing?" ”

"You only know how to cherish if you have lost, boy, you are too young, so you can't understand!" Correcting Nan said, as he spoke, there was more appreciation in his gaze towards Lang Zhan.

In the rear barracks, Chen Xiaoping suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "This person, the 'Dragon Blade' must be taken!" ”

"Renkook, I'm back! Abba! I am back! Master, I'm back! Sister Yang, I'm back! For a long time, Lang Zhan muttered in a low voice, then raised his head sharply, and walked towards the correction south and them with great strides.

Correcting Nan said that he only knew how to cherish it after losing, and he was correct to describe Lang Zhan's mood at this time. Lang Zhan came here from the "holy pit", and at the most difficult time, his left hand was seriously injured, and he was chased by more than a dozen militants for three days and three nights in a row. At that time, the slightest loosening of his will must have fallen. It was at that time that Lang Zhan really felt what it meant to be alone and lonely. Lang Zhan still survived, and when the figures of Yu Chiyang, Shang Wuyun, Queanna, and Natalia were no longer shaking in his mind, Renguo's very broad image suddenly became real, and he only had to think of Lei Guo's several scientific and technological greats. The leap forward is all related to alien relics, and deep in the heart, a force comes up. It was also at that time that Lang Zhan sent a text message to Wei Chiyang, telling her that he had something very important to the country with him, and asked her to notify the national security department and send someone to contact her......

Lang Zhan finally took his hand away from the border monument, and only then did he turn to face Correction Nan and the others, and Correction South shouted: "Salute!" Then, with his feet together, he raised his right hand and solemnly saluted Lang Zhan.

Behind him, Huang Haiqing and the others did the same, and also saluted Lang Zhan solemnly.

This kind of courtesy is what Lang Zhan needs, and he also put his feet together and solemnly returned a military salute.

"Great work, welcome home!" Correction Nan said, took two steps forward after speaking, and stretched out his hands to Lang Zhan.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!" Lang Zhan replied, but hesitated a little when he stretched out his hands.

has been living abroad and is a mercenary, this kind of etiquette is a bit unfamiliar to Lang Zhan. Another reason is that his years as a mercenary have made him accustomed to keeping one eye open even when he sleeps, so he almost instinctively resists the initiative of strangers to get close.

As a veteran, Correction Nan obviously knew this. Therefore, although Lang Zhan's hesitation was only for a moment, he felt it. He immediately withdrew his hands, then smiled and said: "People who have just come down from the battlefield need an adaptation process if they want to live a normal life, don't force yourself, you will slowly adapt." ”

Although the bloodshot in Lang Zhan's eyes had faded a lot, the killing aura on his body was still very strong. In addition, the scar on his face was really shocking, which made some soldiers who wanted to get closer to see the hero's heroic appearance seem more restrained, and they didn't even dare to look at him.

The world of soldiers is still relatively pure, and the strong are kings. It's really not a shame to maintain a moderate level of inferiority in front of the strong.

"I think so too," Lang Zhan first saluted Correction Nan's kindness, and then said, "Sir, what to do next, I'll listen to your arrangement." ”

Helicopters, airplanes, and then helicopters.

Lang Zhan stayed in the rear barracks for 20 minutes, and after briefly treating his wounds, accompanied by Director Zhu and Chen Xiaoping, he flew directly to the nearest airport by military helicopter, and then changed to a special plane there, and after a flight of more than two hours, he flew to the mountain city.

"Is the phone broken? Later, we contacted you many times, but it all showed that the other party's phone was turned off," Director Zhu asked Lang Zhan on the military helicopter.

Lang Zhan: "It helped me block a bullet," he said, pulling out the scrapped mobile phone that had become a lump from his body. When they first met, Director Zhu asked Lang Zhan to hand over the things on his body to him, but Lang Zhan refused. Lang Zhan's reason was: "Isn't there a chief who wants to meet me?" I think it's best for me to hand it over to him personally, don't you think? ”

Soul shrines, ancient souls, and light bodies, Lang Zhan believes that any of them being made public is enough to cause a sensation. And having been training outside for so long has given him a deep understanding of what it means to be "fearful", so for the sake of safety, he feels that he should still hand over a certain amount of talent insurance by himself.

Transferring from Shancheng to Yanjing, when Yanjing changed to a helicopter, trouble arose.

Lang Zhan and the others were about to board the plane, when several armed jeeps arrived at a gallop, and when they were still about ten meters away, they still showed no signs of abating, as if they were about to crash headlong. As soon as the car entered the airport runway, Lang Zhan noticed it. Several armed jeeps have a large displacement, and the engine is sky-high, not to mention that his hearing has become particularly sensitive after he is "reborn", even before that, he could not have noticed it. When the car was speeding towards the helicopter, Lang Zhan glanced at Director Zhu and Chen Xiaoping, and saw that the former's brows were furrowed, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes; The latter's eyes narrowed, his nose snorted softly, and his eyes rolled in thought.

The car in front of him came to an abrupt halt only half a meter away from Lang Zhan, and the harsh "crunch" sound from the violent friction between the tires and the concrete floor brought up the wind and dust on Lang Zhan's face.

Lang Zhan's right hand clenched and loosened, and the scar on his face couldn't help but jump twice.

"Bang" - the door of the car was vigorously pushed open, and a young officer wearing a camouflage uniform and wearing the rank of colonel jumped out of the car, stood directly in front of Lang Zhan, stared at him very impolitely, and asked, "You are Lang Zhan?" ”

Lang Zhan looked at him quietly, and a little fire flickered in the depths of his eyes.

The colonel's eyes jumped, and when he saw the tactical package behind Lang Zhan, the corners of his mouth raised and he directly ordered: "Follow me!" Then he stretched out his hand and pulled the man.

When the colonel jumped down from the car, Chen Xiaoping took two steps forward and stood beside Lang Zhan, and then broke out: "Ouyang Jian, what do you mean?" He took two steps forward, just right in front of Lang Zhan, and looked at the colonel coldly.

The colonel, Ouyang Jian, seemed to have just seen him, squinted at him, and said coldly: "Chen Xiaoping, this matter is not something you can manage, if you know each other, stay away." Then, he looked at Lang Zhan and said, "You don't seem to know me yet, let me introduce myself, Ouyang Jian, the captain of the Qinglong Special Service Force directly under the General Staff of Renguo." Lang Zhan, you have been recruited by us! ”

After many years of mercenary career, Lang Zhan had never seen any tricks, and he immediately realized that he seemed to be involved in a power struggle game, and even led to a power struggle.

Is it because of the "holy pit" thing Lang Zhan instinctively stretched and clenched the five fingers of his right hand and then released it, he continued to look at Ouyang Jian coldly, without saying a word.

Director Zhu was a little anxious, he stepped forward and whispered to Ouyang Jian: "Captain Ouyang, this matter has already been decided, and it is under the control of our National Security Bureau. Now, I'm about to take Lang Zhan to see Captain Three—what? Are you going to cut off the number three long Hu? ”

Ouyang Jian sneered, and said with his nostrils facing the sky: "Zhu Hao, you kid don't set me up, how can I cut off Hu No. 3?" As a soldier, I only know how to obey orders. Mouse, show him the warrant! ”

Ouyang Jian's subordinates had already stood in a row behind him, one by one holding the Type 15 assault rifles that had just been installed by the Ren ** team, compared to their heads, they were a bit of a soldier, all with serious faces and awe-inspiring bearings, and they had a little bit of the taste of elite soldiers.

"Boss, this is a public occasion, please don't call me a nickname!" The mouse turned out to be a burly man with the rank of major, he muttered dissatisfiedly, took out a warrant from his briefcase and handed it to Zhu Hao, who is Director Zhu.

Zhu Hao swept the warrant, his eyes stayed on the red official seal and the signature under the official seal for a moment, and his expression changed. He turned his head to look at Chen Xiaoping and said, "This-"

Chen Xiaoping looked at Ouyang Jian coldly and said, "He has a warrant from the General Staff Department, and I also have a warrant from the Ministry of Defense. Moreover, we received Lang Zhan first. Ouyang Jian, military affairs are not child's play, I advise you not to make trouble unreasonably. ”

Ouyang Jian's face sank, turned his head to stare at him, and shouted: "Why am I being unreasonable?" I'm on military duty! Chen Xiaoping, Zhu Hao, I can warn you, we Qinglong have privileges when performing military affairs. Do you think you people alone can stop us?! As he spoke, he glanced at the people behind Chen Xiaoping and Zhu Hao, with a look of disdain.