Zhao Shiwen looked at the tank in front of him, and he didn't know how many times he scolded Meng Huangliang, this little rabbit cub has not been settled since he entered the special operations brigade, and he didn't talk about it when he first joined the army, just this year, in the first half of the year, he was confined for half a month because of fighting and causing trouble, but he went in the same day and came out on the same day.

That month was simply the darkest month in his military history, and looking at the special operations elites around him, he couldn't help but get angry: "Bastard, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and arrest Meng Huangliang for Lao Tzu, brewed, how did I recruit this evil star? ”

"Chief, it's not a matter if it goes on like this, I think it's better to let Xiao Meng retire, you promised him to let him go as long as he becomes the king of soldiers, this has been delayed for more than a year, don't blame people for having a little temper in their hearts." An instructor standing behind Zhao Shiwen said.

"I think you're old fool?! Twenty-one-year-old soldier king! Do you dare to say let it go? Zhao Shiwen put his hands behind his back and preached: "It's easy for our entire special operations brigade to have such a demon, and he is still Lao Meng's only son, if he leaves, who will make me carry back the banner of the first place in this year's military exercise to Lao Tzu?" ”

The instructor opened his mouth to speak, glanced at the commander who was determined to leave Meng Huangliang in the unit, but still sighed, turned around and went to call someone to repair the tank.

Half an hour later, Zhao Shiwen's office.

"Uncle Zhao......"

Zhao Shiwen rolled his eyes and snorted: "If you don't want to call your godfather, call the chief, don't call Uncle Zhao, it's uncomfortable to hear!" ”

Meng Huangliang spit out the toothpick in his mouth, opened the handcuffs and threw them on Zhao Shiwen's desk in three or two clicks, and lay down on the chair, feeling uncomfortable: "I said chief, when will you let me go back, I was already the king of soldiers a year ago, and the hands holding all kinds of trophies are soft, you are not kind, you didn't say that when you coaxed me in!" ”

Zhao Shiwen slapped on the table with a "snap", pointed at Meng Huangliang's nose and scolded: "What do you look like now?" I've been in the army for four years, and I can't sit well, it's a shame for your father and your Meng family! ”

As for letting Meng Huangliang leave the army, the old fox didn't say a word.

Meng Huangliang rolled his eyes and made a helpless gesture: "I said chief, there is not much more than me in this world, and there are many less people in this world, why do you have to hold me alone and not let go?" There are not hundreds of thousands of brothers who retire home every year in the country, but tens of thousands, you can do it when you are old, let me go back and do my filial piety! ”

Zhao Shiwen picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Hehe, don't think about it when you go back, I told your mother that when you should get married, I will let you go back, and besides, a man has thirty-one flowers, wouldn't it be beautiful to retire at the age of thirty and go back to marry a daughter-in-law?" ”

"Beautiful big ghost!!" Meng Huangliang stretched out his hands and slapped them on the table: "My hand speed is regressing now, do you know?" When I went out to play last week, I was actually killed by an unknown imp who crossed the tower online and retired at the age of thirty? You're going to let me go back to the senior game, huh? ”

"Confinement! me off!! Zhao Shiwen's blood pressure soared instantly, he didn't expect that this grandson was still thinking about the e-sports circle, and the table with his thick palm was about to collapse: "Playthings are demoralized, playthings are demoralized!" No wonder I want to retire all day long, and retire just to go back to playing games? ”

Meng Huangliang didn't compromise as usual today, got up and said: "Yes, I admit that I retired to go back and win an e-sports championship, but ...... What about you? Didn't you leave me behind for the first place in this year's national military exercises? ”

"Can that be the same?!! Zhao Shiwen rushed out of the desk in two steps, grabbed Meng Huangliang's collar with both hands, and directly lifted Meng Huangliang up: "The army's drills are to learn from each other's strengths, to defeat all enemies hidden in the dark with the strongest attitude, and to protect the family and defend the country!" ”

"But what about you?!" Zhao Shiwen hated that iron could not become steel: "Playing games, just thinking about playing games, can playing games hit the world's first power?" Can playing games make the Western powers who are eyeing me stay away from China? ”

"I know how to play games all day long, if my father knows, I'm afraid that Jiuquan will not be able to turn a blind eye!"

Meng Huangliang opened Zhao Shiwen's hands with a slap of his hand, and said lightly: "Yes, if my father had learned under Jiuquan, the comrades-in-arms he had desperately protected had not avenged him yet...... Oh no, I guess I've forgotten about revenge, right? ”

After trimming his collar, Meng Huangliang's words pierced Zhao Shiwen's heart like a knife: "I'm afraid that's the one who can't be blinded!" ”

Zhao Shiwen's lips trembled, and he pointed at Meng Huangliang with a trembling hand: "Get out!" Get the hell out of here! ”

"Hey! Annoyed and angry! Meng Huangliang slapped his chest and roared, "Do you know what I've been thinking about all these years? Yes? I'm thinking my dad is dead! There will be no one to carry the black pot for you anymore, don't think that I didn't know about those things back then, the mission failed, but you held all the right and wrong on a dead man, and the command was wrong? Okay, even if my dad made a mistake in command, why was my dad the only one who died in the end? What about you?

Not even the simplest punishment! ”

"You !!"

Zhao Shiwen sat on the ground with his chest clutched, his lips purple, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

A long time passed, and when Meng Huangliang realized that his angry words had forced the soldier in front of him who was over half a hundred years old to die.

But there is no turning back when he opens the bow, he doesn't belong here, he wants to leave here, only by angering Zhao Shiwen and making him give up on himself completely, he can get what he wants, as for what he owes, he will pay it back later!

"Get out, go back and pack your things and get out!" Zhao Shiwen opened Meng Huangliang with his hand: "I'm not old yet, I don't need you to help ......"

Zhao Shiwen stood up and shook it, took a breath, and sighed: "It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married, I can't keep it, you can go......"

Turning around, the sunset outside the window was particularly dazzling today, looking at Zhao Shiwen's still upright figure from behind, I don't know if it was Meng Huangliang's illusion, it seemed to ...... It's a little rickety.

"What if one day my godfather is glorious...... I still hope you can come back, hehe, then no one will let you help him carry the black pot! ”

"Godfather!" Meng Huangliang suddenly felt a pain in his heart, in fact, Zhao Shiwen didn't owe him, on the contrary, since his father died, Zhao Shiwen has helped their mother and mother too much, perhaps, he can't pay it off in this life.

"Let's go, take care of your mother, it's not easy for her to be alone, if you want to move back, remember to tell me, the military compound is not mine, you can just leave if you play with a child's temper."

Zhao Shiwen waved his hand to signal him to step back, and stood alone by the window, looking at the soldiers who were still training outside the window, and the corners of his mouth inexplicably hooked up a bitter smile.

He still remembers that when his godson joined the army on his first day four years ago, he was in that group of people, just like everyone else, wearing camouflage hats, camouflage uniforms, carrying little luggage, and standing straight.

It's just that why has it become such a hanging like this now?