Many people will miss the life of the army when they get older, because the life of the army is simple and there is some happiness in it.

There are not so many intrigues, everything is so simple, and so is happiness, of course, there are not a few cases in this.

The first word that the sergeant in front of Lynch was about to say was "report", but he suddenly stopped, because this was no longer a unit, and he was no longer a soldier.

He had almost forgotten how ordinary people should communicate with each other, and how ordinary people and their new boss should communicate.

Ferral's wife's father quickly understood that the sergeant was now in trouble, and this was not an isolated case, as many soldiers had actually encountered.

He gave a brief introduction, and in his capacity as a commander, asked the sergeant to introduce himself.

In an instant, everyone, including the sergeant himself, could feel that spirit returned, and he seemed to be introducing himself loudly like a soldier, but he was actually answering questions to introduce his identity.

After quietly waiting for him to introduce himself, Lynch stretched out his hand and shook hands with the sergeant named Charles, and said with a smile, "Actually, you don't have to force yourself to change the habits you have adapted, if you want, you can still live and work in the way of the army, but I will be relatively idle here." ”

This greatly eased the anxiety of Charles and the lads behind him who were not socially adequate, and some even had smiles on their faces.

It was a good start, and Ferral's wife's father was very pleased with it, and Ferral breathed a sigh of relief.

The old soldier immediately took over the topic, "I'll have someone send the gun license over in three days, but I have to state a little ...... first", his face gradually became more serious, "If you let them keep the habit of living in the army, it's best for you to make a record, do you know what I mean?"

"It doesn't affect your work or life with them, just to make sure that some of the situations are under our control, and I'm sure you can understand what I mean. ”

It's okay to hire a bunch of veterans with gun licenses, but Lynch said that they can maintain their habits in the army, and even sound a little encouraging, which means that these veterans will live and work in an unofficial militarized environment, which has touched national security and must be reported to the Federal Security Council, the federal military-related management office, and the Department of Defense.

Otherwise Lynch could be considered a crime, and that's no joke.

After Lynch nodded, he left an address, which was the villa area by the lake.

The lakeside villas he had exchanged for Hart had already completed a power shift, and many of them had become Lynch's estate.

It's far from the city center and it's a good place to arrange people, but it's only temporary, and later he plans to put these lads on his newly acquired piece of land, and as for these young people, their value is not just to keep Lynch safe.

Once foreign trade is permitted, what will emerge will not be harmonious international trade, but bloody international plunder.

This is a very normal thing, as long as there is trade, there will be a surplus and a deficit, and even between the close allies, there is a phenomenon of trade plunder.

It's just that some plundering is dressed in good-looking skins that people will not be overly disgusted, and some are relatively red fruits, such as dumping low-cost and low-profit dumping with relatively backward countries by taking advantage of poor technology.

This is not only as simple as making money, but it can also destroy the development of a country's light industry or even the entire industry, and it can make these countries dependent on goods from the Baile Federation.

The reason is actually very simple, use countless funds and manpower to study how to build yourself, why not spend less money to buy it directly?

This does not need anyone to convince, to build momentum, when the country is integrated into the international community, this kind of thinking and behavior will naturally be born, growth is the deepest genetic manifestation in the bones of this selfish creature of human beings, no need to learn, born will.

At that time, there will always be some people who will rebel, the Byle Federation is a civilized country, but it cannot be assumed that the whole world is the same, at this time there are still some decaying and backward regions, when "trade" with these regions, with an armed force in hand, it is obviously more in line with Lynch's psychological expectations.

Moreover, he also plans to go to some countries to see the customs of the world, and by the way, help the local indigenous people get rid of the primitive and backward way of life and habits, and help the other party quickly integrate into the entire international community.

This is also what he talked to the mayor before, to shoulder the core of more international social responsibilities and common development, which is the most beautiful.

After leaving here, Lynch asked Ferral to take him to buy a bottle of red wine, which is interesting to say, many shops on the street have chosen to temporarily close because of the outbreak last night, but some shops selling alcohol and cigarettes did not hesitate to open their doors.

What's even more amazing is that they don't worry about anyone coming to rob them at all, and it seems that they know that everyone will become polite when they pass by.

After buying the wine, Ferral sent Lynch to a somewhat remote neighborhood, where he knew that this was the home of Lynch's parents, that the mayor had investigated Lynch, and that Ferral, as the mayor's close staff, naturally knew about it.

"Do you need me to pick you up?", Ferral asked after Lynch got out of the car, "It doesn't look safe here." ”

In the time they had stopped, two or three people had come slowly from a distance, and they seemed to be walking around aimlessly, but both Lynch and Ferral knew that they had a purpose.

Lynch shook his head, "I don't know when I'll get it done, maybe I'll spend the night here." ”

Ferral nodded, "Alright then, feel free to call me if there's something." As he spoke, he rolled up the window, started the car and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Lynch, on the other hand, glanced at the guys who were paying attention to him, and stepped directly into the door of the apartment on the side of the road, which made those people stop in some disappointment and continue to stare at the people on the road.

According to the vague memory but with an instinctive feedback, he found the door that he could never forget.

There were words carved with a knife, patterns that he had scribbled on as a child, and a small crack that had been punched at the door when he refused to obey his father's orders.

There was a knock on the door, and after about half a minute, there were some vigilant inquiries coming from inside the door, "Who is where?"

"It's me, Serra. ”

Sierra is Lynch's mother's name, and in most ordinary families, children only refer to their parents by the more affectionate "Daddy" or "Mommy" when they are young.

When they moved out to live alone when they were older, it became a common practice to call each other by name.

This does not include wealthy upper-middle-class families, perhaps because of living conditions, upper-middle-class families do not need to alienate each other because of money or anything else, or they have more needs to maintain relationships than ordinary people, but in general, names and nicknames are used interchangeably, which is the most normal scene.

The door soon opened, and a woman looked at Lynch outside the door with surprise on her face, she subconsciously wiped her two hands on her apron, "My God, I didn't know it was you, you know ...... now", she said and got out of the way, "Look at me, come in!"

Sierra is only thirty-nine years old, and she gave birth to Lynch when she was nineteen, when Lynch's father was twenty-one.

According to federal law, you can get married at the age of sixteen, but you can only be considered an adult at the age of twenty, but pregnancy and childbirth after the age of 18 will not attract some investigation...... Well, that's the magic federal law.

Sierra looked a little old, forty-two, thirty-four, and her eyes had become so dim as she looked at Lynch that she had ignored the small gift that Lynch was carrying.

She didn't notice until Lynch took the initiative to put the wine on the table.

"You shouldn't buy these things, it doesn't look cheap!", the woman still adheres to the common sense of ordinary life, she seems to have forgotten that Lynch is doing well now.

She picked up her wine and walked towards the kitchen, "You can rest for a while, your father will be back in about half an hour." ”

The room is not big, as in memory, the apartment is generally not too big.

Sitting in the living room, he could already smell the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, and he stood at the door of the kitchen to take a look, and there was a tall pot on the yellowed stove, stewed in it, with a sticky bubbling sound.

This kitchen is a bit cramped, and it is only suitable for one person to work in it, and one more person may not be able to do it.

After he walked around the other two rooms, he came to the innermost room, and the name tag "Lynch" still hung on the door, and for some reason, he felt a little apprehensive.

He unscrewed the doorknob, pushed it in, and turned on the light bulb switch as accurately as he remembered it had been a million times.

The dim light brightened the room, and the posters of the actresses on the walls, which had been somewhat discolored, seemed to greet him, and everything here did not change from the last time he left.

He walked over to the bed and touched the sheets, which were spotless, as well as on the table, and could tell that even though he didn't live here, the couple often cleaned the room.

Sitting on the bed for a long time, the sound of the door opening in the living room pulled him back from his deep memory, he blew up, stood up, and walked to the living room to meet the man who had wanted to control his destiny for a while.