Then Wang Dongjun handed him another ID, Meng Lang was more curious about the ID taken out by Liu Yanyu when Group A had dinner before, but because this thing is a relatively personal thing, he has always been embarrassed to ask for a look.

Now he finally got what he wanted, Meng Lang hurriedly took the document and took a closer look, the appearance and style were about the same size as ordinary documents, and it was also dark red.

I saw a simple long sword with a bronze sword style painted on the front, and an extraordinary four-clawed golden dragon circled around the sword, giving people a sense of grandeur!

Flipping through the documents, there is a photo of him at the top of the center, and some simple information such as name, rank, and position below, but there is no such thing as the number of the unit to which he belongs.

At first glance, it seems to be commonplace, and even a bit like the fake certificates made by those certificate advertisements posted on the street telephone poles, but when you hold it in your hand, it gives people a very heavy feeling, and you don't know what kind of material it is printed in.

Underneath the simple information is a series of frighteningly large stamps of government departments, the smallest of which are the stamps of ministerial-level units.

At the bottom is a set of security identifiers: MK852706Q

Meng Lang looked at it with interest for a while, then put it away, and after everything was in order, the two also left the equipment area.

In the following time, he continued to practice shooting with Wakewen most of the time, and occasionally went down to the training ground with other team members to learn from each other, exchanging experiences with each other, and gained a lot!

After a few days of enrichment, Bi Weiguang and the others said goodbye and returned to the sect, in fact, in addition to the mission, these sect disciples do not reside in the underground base on weekdays, this time it is because of Meng Lang, a new member, that they got together!

After another two days, Meng Lang thought that Group A had nothing to do here for the time being, so he planned to go back to Guangnan Province for a while, so he asked Zhao Weiguo for leave, and the other party readily agreed.

It's just that if there is a task, he will be notified through his watch, so that he can pay more attention to it.

During this period of time, Xiaowei made a phone call every day, and the content of what she said was to ask him when he would return to "Return to Eighteen", and later she seemed to notice that Meng Lang was busy, so she changed to a text message, which was still one every day, so that Meng Lang also had to admire the perseverance of this chick.

After greeting the rest of the team members, Meng Lang randomly found a car from the logistics department and prepared to drive back to Guanghai City.

Originally, at Meng Lang's level, it was not a problem to transfer a helicopter to sit, but he still liked the feeling of holding the steering wheel in his hand and controlling the accelerator with his feet.

After galloping all the way, he soon returned to the border of Quang Nam Province, and by the time he actually returned home, it was already night.

I haven't come back for a while, the house is the same as when I left, nothing has changed, the cold pot is cold, and Meng Lang is too lazy to make it himself. After going out, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the monkey's phone, and as soon as the phone was connected, the familiar and exaggerated voice of the goods came.

"Meng Shao, what's the matter?"

"Well, I'm back in Quang Nam, just arrived."

"Damn, where did you go all this time?"

"Let's talk about it when we meet."

"Great!"

"Wait, I'm not at home right now, I'm here at that Chuanchuan incense hot pot restaurant on Zhongshan Road." Seeing that the goods were about to hang up the phone, Meng Lang hurriedly added.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Lang thought about it and dialed Xiaowei's phone again, although the chick had already had dinner, she was still very excited to come to the hot pot restaurant immediately.

Not long after Meng Lang arrived at the hot pot restaurant and sat down, Xiaowei and the monkey also came to the hot pot restaurant.

After the three of them sat down, the monkey couldn't wait to ask, "Meng Shao, where did you go during this time?" I asked you on the phone and didn't say it. ”

Xiaowei also took over the conversation and said, "Yes, later I heard that there was a shooting case in the community where you live, boss!" ”

"Damn, there's still this? How I didn't know! The monkey shouted.

Xiaowei obediently poured tea for the two of them, and said softly: "Brother Hou, I also heard from my cousin who works at the police station, it seems that some big man is here, and I didn't see any news reports later." ”

"Big man, I see!"

The monkey took a sip from the teacup in front of him, smacked his lips and said.

Xiao Wei continued: "Yes, which round of the big man's affairs will be known to our little people!" By the way, boss, which neighborhood do you live in, what news should you hear? ”

Meng Lang put the raw beef brought by the waiter into the hot pot, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be there for the two of you, I was there at the time." ”

"Damn, what's going on? Meng Shao, tell me about it! The monkey shouted again when he heard this, and even Xiaowei stared at Meng Lang with big eyes, full of curiosity about the baby's expression.

Meng Lang then told the two of them a brief history of the terrorist attack, of course, he said everything about Group A, and picked some less important and dispensable ones.

Although Group A did not stipulate that the existence of Group A could not be disclosed to the society, Zhao Weiguo still explained some precautions to him before he came back.

Some important contents such as the composition of Group A and the exact location of the base are still national secrets and must not be leaked!

After listening to Meng Lang's words, the monkey guy exhaled excitedly, while Xiaowei patted his chest for a while!

The three of them chatted while eating, in fact, it was mainly Meng Lang and the monkey who were feasting, and Xiao Wei, who had already eaten dinner, played the role of serving the little sister diligently next to him, adding vegetables to the pot from time to time, serving tea and pouring water, and occasionally inserting a few words, and he was happy for a while.

Seeing that Meng Lang had almost eaten, Xiao Wei asked, "Brother Meng, let's return to Eighteen and continue to open this time!" ”

"Well, open the door tomorrow!" Meng Lang swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded and said.

"yes, that's great!" The little round face smiled and cheered.

The monkey burped and said, "I said Xiaowei, you don't have to work if you have a salary, how many people are envious and jealous, how can it be the other way around!" ”

Xiaowei stuck out her little tongue and sighed: "Ah, Brother Hou, you don't know, I'm afraid to answer the phone during this time, and the boss doesn't have a letter." And I only take money and don't work, how embarrassing! ”

"It's okay, your boss is not a bad person now!" The monkey raised his eyebrows at Xiaowei and squeezed his eyes, teasingly.

"Hahahaha, it's also ......"