Wang Minhua and their birdmen began to become crazy after being hit one after another, as long as they had time, they soaked in the fighting gym or training ground, and the few bottles of safflower oil that Zhang Yan prepared for himself were all beaten by them.

In the name of it, comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms, possess each other.

Some people can understand their madness, and some people think they are stupid.

They have not yet entered the grassroots units, and there is no need to play with their lives in some military training subjects, so they have become fools in the eyes of the people.

Zhang Yan just smiled at this, and when he entered the army, he couldn't keep up with the team when he moved twice, so it was a shame.

People who can enter military schools have unexpectedly good heads, and of course, it is not excluded that those who have some deranged heads are not excluded, after all, there will be rat droppings anywhere.

The lively scene that people were expecting did not come, and Zhang Yan continued to lie on his stomach in the room reading a book until a phone call from Lao Wang called him to the teaching building of international relations.

The international relations here are not the International Relations School of Sun Qingrui and theirs, but a command department within the Army Command College.

It is open to troops from Asian, African and Latin American countries, and most of the trainees are visitors from West Asia, Central Asia, Black Africa and other regions.

They came to China to learn about China's strategy and tactics, as well as weapons operation and manufacturing. The training is conducted on a rotational basis each year.

When Zhang Yan rushed over, he saw that Lao Wang was bragging with a few bearded people, and he was so angry that he almost kicked the birdman to death.

"What's going on? You kid called Lao Tzu over in a hurry, just to see you and your international friends bragging here? ”

"No, no, misunderstanding, Lao Zhang, these buddies are all acquaintances!"

"Huh?" Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, he was really unfamiliar with international friends.

According to his experience, going abroad is generally a battle, and if you don't blow up other people's nests into the sky, it can be regarded as a lighter attack.

Now a few bearded uncles suddenly appeared, how do you look at this age of thirty years old, what kind of acquaintance is this?

- Lao Wang pulled one of the bearded men and said: "This is Sharif, a buddy of Batie. ”

"Ba Tie's brother?"

"Hello, I'm Sharif."

The bearded uncle has a bit of stiff Mandarin, with a sunny and warm smile on his face, and a hint of curiosity about Zhang Yan in his eyes.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Yan!"

Zhang Yan straightened his body and saluted Sharif and a group of bearded uncles with a standard military salute, and the sudden movement startled a group of bearded men, and then they all returned a military salute.

"Welcome to China, long live our China-Pakistan friendship!"

"Yes, long live the friendship between China and Pakistan!"

Zhang Yan hugged Sharif very cordially, with a sunny smile on his face, expressing his welcome to the Pakistani brothers.

"Sharif, are you here for an exchange event this time?"

"We came to school and learned the operation of the new main battle tank."

"Then our school will not disappoint you."

"Hey, hey, I said brother, throw me aside so soon?"

Lao Wang pursed his lips with some dissatisfaction, causing a group of bearded people to laugh awkwardly.

"Lao Wang, why didn't you tell me to come over?"

"It's okay, I just called you to come over and get to know Sharif and them, let's have a meal together when we have time, we are all brothers."

"Okay, I'll call Lao Yu, Ma Dong, Wang Minhua, and they all, let's have dinner together, and welcome the brothers from Pakistan."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Sharif and his party obviously understood Zhang Yan's words, and they also showed a strong interest in the welcome event that would follow.

"What are we going to eat? We have a lot of pork here, but most of them are ***. ”

"Xinjiang big plate chicken!"

"Your brain is spinning faster than mine."

Zhang Yan and Lao Wang hurriedly took out their mobile phones and began to call friends, and in less than half an hour, a group of birds jumped out of all corners of the school and ran towards them.

A group of people changed into civilian clothes and swaggered out of the school, and the sentry at the gate stared at them and did not stop them.

Lao Yu also asked nervously, "We didn't ask for leave, okay?" ”

"Hey, we're entertaining international friends, who wants to carry this black pot? Long live the friendship between China and Pakistan. ”

Zhang Yan and a few of their old birds felt very majestic, and a group of people squeezed several taxis and ran to Muslim Street, ready to roll up their sleeves and have a big meal.

When more than a dozen people rushed into a Xinjiang characteristic restaurant, the waiter was so frightened that he turned around and ran back, and after a while, the boss walked out with a crying voice.

"Big brothers, is there anything you need me to help with? We will do our best. ”

"What do you mean? We're just here for a meal, what are you doing? ”

"Big brother, it's not easy for us to run a small business, and we really don't have any money for you."

"What's that?"

Now Zhang Yan understood, and the boss of Dare Qing treated a group of them as gangsters who collected protection money, thinking that they were here to smash the field.

This kind of situation made a few of their old birds cry and laugh, and it was unlucky to think that they could encounter such a situation after a meal.

After figuring out the situation, Zhang Yan walked to the boss's side and said cautiously: "Boss, don't worry, we are just having a meal, and we are not here to collect any protection money." ”

"Besides, now is a society under the rule of law, who wants to play the underworld when they are full, right?"

The boss's face was still full of apprehension, looking at Sharif, their eyes seemed evasive, and several waiters behind them even took out their mobile phones, probably preparing to call the police.

"Boss, are you being harassed so often?"

"No, no, absolutely not."

The boss's abnormal behavior made Zhang Yan confirm the guess in his heart, but it is not easy to take the initiative to say anything now.

Sharif and a dozen of them are all watching, if it is not handled well, it is a problem of international image, and when the time comes, a big hat will be buttoned down, and no one will be better.

"Lao Zhang, why don't we change it?"

"No, that's it," Zhang Yan glanced at the old fish and the others, and the old fish would understand, and took Sherif and the others to sit on the two large tables not far from the door.

The boss's expression became nervous, Zhang Yan gently patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Boss, you really don't have to worry, we just want to eat, there are more people coming, you may have misunderstood." ”

"Have you ever seen a thug who collects protection money and carries a foreigner?"

"Serve the food with peace of mind, if something happens, we will solve it for you!"

The boss was temporarily stabilized, but Zhang Yan was in no good mood.

After sitting down, Lao Yu and the others all looked over, "What's the situation?" ”

"When we meet the protection fee, the boss treats us as bad guys."

"Damn, there are still people doing this all these years, they're all crazy?"

Wang Minhua's face was full of resentment, it was the impulsive age of eighteen or nineteen years old that wrote everything on his face.

Zhang Yan glanced at the curious Batie brothers, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and now he was even more worried about what if those people who collected protection money came and let them run into each other?

International relations seem to always be a matter of human life, and if it is not handled well, it will all be finished.