The day before the wedding, Zhuang Zhenguo, Zhuang Zheng's stubborn veteran father, finally appeared.

That's right, in the end, he actually softened his clothes and agreed to Zhuang Yan's idea of ​​holding a banquet in Linhai, and came here.

Zhuang Yan took Lin Qingying to pick him up early in the morning.

Along the way, Lin Qingying looked at the solemn with a "can't understand" expression.

Originally, Lin Qingying planned to go out and call Zhuang Zhenguo himself, at least as a daughter-in-law to persuade his stubborn father-in-law, and promised to return to Binhai to hold a banquet in the countryside when there is a holiday next year, in exchange for Zhuang Zhenguo's understanding and understanding. support.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yan didn't let himself intervene, but in the end he actually got it.

"Zhuangyan, how did you convince your father?" She was a little curious.

Zhuang Yan said proudly: "The mountain man has his own plan, you can't think of it, right?"

"Did you call your mother?"

Lin Qingying wasn't so smart, she could guess the general reason just by looking at Zhuang Yan's stern expression.

"Well, I can now admit that you are as smart as I am." Zhuang Yan is still very proud: "Many things in life can actually be considered with military thinking. For example, my father does not agree that we hold a banquet in Linhai, if I take him As an offensive target, I can’t attack from the front, and the commander loses both sides, so I can consider whether to make a detour and make a breakthrough from the weak point on the flank.”

"My dad is a person who can't eat oil or salt in his life, he can't eat hard and soft, he has been on the battlefield and was shot, and he is not afraid of death. What do you think he is afraid of."

Lin Qingying giggled: "I'm afraid of your mother."

"That's right!" said Zhuang Yan: "The stronger and more stubborn and confident men are, the more likely they are to be afraid of their wives. Of course, it's more about love than fear. My dad owes my mom all his life, especially When I was a soldier, I almost never took care of my family, so when I returned to the place, my mother said what she said. My father decided the big things in the family, and my mother made up the little things. big deal."

Lin Qingying was still laughing, thinking of his father and saying, "My dad is like this too... It's a pity he's gone..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Zhuang Yan was a little flustered and said, "What are you doing? Why do you cry when you talk?"

Lin Qingying said: "I suddenly miss my dad. He has been in the army all his life, and finally fell into his own post. When I was a child, I really didn't like him, I thought he was just a back figure, either at the door of the house or at the station. But when he left, I found that I lost something very important to me..."

"I understand." said solemnly: "By the way, wife, remember I told you that when I pick you up tomorrow, a special ceremony will be held?"

"Huh?" Lin Qingying remembered: "By the way, you are mysterious, and you refuse to tell me. I haven't asked you what the **** is going on?"

Zhuang Yan said: "I'm afraid that if I say it, many relatives will object... However, I don't think the parents of our two families will object."

Lin Qingying said: "Then what kind of ceremony do you say? You know, as long as you decide, I will support it."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yan laughed: "Aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"

Lin Qingying also smiled: "I believe in my vision, if I see the wrong person, I deserve it."

At that moment, the solemn heart was sweeter than honey.

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When Zhuang Zhenguo arrived in Linhai, the first thing he did when he put down his luggage was not to ask to see the venue of the wedding banquet, but to go to the place where he served solemnly.

This time, more than ten relatives of the banker came here, including a large group of seven aunts and eight aunts, and it was very lively.

Like the relatives of the Lin family, they all arranged to live in the Longteng Hotel, while Zhuang Yan's parents lived in Lin Qingying's villa.

For Zhuang Zhenguo's request, Zhuang Yan also understands.

The old man has been away from the army for so many years, and his health is not good. Apart from going to Malipo to pay homage to his comrades every year, he has never returned to the old army.

Moreover, his old army has undergone several military reforms, and the army has long since disappeared.

Without the veterans of my old army, I always feel a little lost.

Fortunately, his son became a soldier, and it became Zhuang Zhenguo's wish to go to the camp where his son served to find his feelings.

Zhuang Yan had to put on a camouflage uniform and drove his old father to the reconnaissance camp alone.

At the gate of the reconnaissance camp, the sentry saw that it was the 1st company commander, and saluted and released.

The old man Zhuang stared at it with a pair of eyes since he saw the gate of the camp, without even blinking.

Seeing the special combat camouflage and Pennie hats worn by the sentry, as well as the combat boots on his feet, he began to "tsk tsk" in his mouth, and then began to say to his son with a slightly sour taste: "You guys are better soldiers now than we were. It's much better. It was the first time I saw a camouflage uniform during the two-mountain battle. Back then, there were no high-waisted leather boots like yours. They were all special liberation shoes with stab-proof steel plates underneath. But the drainage is not good, and when it rains, it slips when walking..."

Nagging constantly.

After entering the camp, Lao Zhuang's eyes widened even more when there were special obstacles everywhere and the obstacle course for crossing the sea and landing on the island.

Point to this and ask what is that, what is that.

Zhuang Yan explained it to him one by one.

A lot of training equipment was not available when Lao Zhuang was a soldier, and even the 400-meter obstacle was changed, not to mention the scout path and willpower obstacles.

On the other hand, it was almost the same as climbing the wall. Lao Zhuang saw it at a glance and pointed at it as excited as a child: "That's the climbing wall, scouts practice!"

After getting out of the car, even the soldiers hadn't come back. The guard on duty saw the company commander coming with an old man. Although he didn't know who it was, he quickly saluted.

Zhuang Yan asked: "Are they all at the training ground?"

The sentry replied: "Report to the company commander, they are all training with live ammunition at the shooting range."

Zhuang Yan said to Zhuang Zhenguo, "Dad, go see the new gun?"

"Okay!" Zhuang Zhenguo's face was full of excitement, as if he was a few years younger: "I used to see it on TV, but I haven't touched the real guy."

For veterans, guns are forever memories, ingrained in their bones.

Even after being discharged from the army or retired, when you go back to your place to watch TV and see someone in military uniform, you can't help but take a few more glances. If you see a real guy on the road, your eyes will stick to it for a long time.

Taking his father to the shooting range, Zhuang Zhenguo saw the powered glider placed next to the warehouse.

"What it is?"

"Power glider," said solemnly, "for low-altitude penetration and reconnaissance."

"Foreign stuff..." Lao Zhuang snorted, expressing disdain.

Zhuang Yan said: "The domestic product is developed by our military industry department."

"Oh!" Lao Zhuang immediately changed his words: "Not bad, look at the spirit."

"Dad, can you not be so fickle?"

"Am I fickle? You don't think I'm one-on-one with your mother? Where can I be fickle?" Lao Zhuang took the opportunity to warn his son: "You also give me one-on-one, dare to be half-hearted and be careful with me Smack you!"

The two father and son were talking, and they arrived at the shooting range.

Gunshots do a piece.

Seeing the company commander, deputy company commander Han Xiaobei immediately shouted, "Company commander? Why are you here?"

Zhuang Yan squinted his eyes at Lao Zhuang next to him: "The veteran of our family said he wanted to come and see where I was a soldier."

"Hello, uncle!" Han Xiaobei shook hands with Lao Zhuang: "I am the soldier brought out by Captain Zhuang, and now I am his deputy."

Lao Zhuang looked at Han Xiaobei and praised: "Well, not bad, the young man with good spirit is a good candidate for the army!"

"Dad, do you want to touch the new gun?" asked solemnly.

"I want to!" Lao Zhuang answered bluntly, "I want to!"

Han Xiaobei hurried over to get an empty gun and handed it to Lao Zhuang.

Lao Zhuang took it in his hand, and then he skillfully grabbed the small handle and weighed it.

"light."

His brows furrowed.

"Like a toy."

Then look at the gun body.

"It doesn't seem to be steel?"

Look again.

"The scope is good. In the past, we only had this thing with sniper rifles."

"It's engineering plastic, which reduces weight and is more suitable for long-term carrying." Zhuang Yan said: "That thing is not called plastic."

Lao Zhuang tried to hold the gun, but the 95 didn't have a butt. After trying it a few times, he was not used to it.

"Why is this thing so awkward!? This left hand has no place to put it..."

"Grab the handguard, isn't this the same as before?"

"It's different, we used to grab the junction of the magazine and the handguard..."

The two father and son were chatting for a while, Han Xiaobei looked at him and wanted to laugh.

Zhuang Yan finally asked his father, "Would you like to go out and hug a shuttle?"

Lao Zhuang replied to the express: "I want to!"

He said again: "I'm too old, I can't play other exercises, how about you, son, can you practice with me?"

"Come on, Dad, you're really not my opponent in shooting." Zhuang Yan felt that the practice was not difficult, and he disdain to compete with Lao Zhuang.

Lao Zhuang was unhappy: "What? Look down on me? Just your guns, ah... With mirrors, who can't hit at 100 meters? Otherwise, let's compare rapid fire, 10 rounds in 10 seconds, and require 10 rounds. "

Zhuang Yan wanted to say that I called a soldier to come and plan with you, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be too shameful to be a father, so he had to agree: "Okay, let's compare, I won't be merciful."

"Don't worry, where do you think your marksmanship came from? It's inherited from me! Do I have you without me?!" Lao Zhuang couldn't help burying his son.

Hearing that the company commander was going to compare his marksmanship with his father, the audience's attention was attracted.

I didn't know that the company commander's father was actually an old soldier, but when I saw it this time, the old man was still in high spirits and wanted to compare his marksmanship with his son.

This is so lively, I am afraid that this soldier will never see it again.

The security guard quickly pressed the bullet and sent it to Zhuang Yan and Lao Zhuang.

The two of them were lying on the adjacent target. Lao Zhuang played with the 95 for a while before he finally got used to the position of holding the gun~lightnovelpub.net~ In fact, the 95's holding position is more comfortable than the 81. Lao Zhuang originally There is a foundation, and of course it will be quick to adapt.

Buckle the new magazine, open the safety and push the bullet to load, Han Xiaobei held the stopwatch and shouted: "Prepare - start!"

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The guns of the two father and son of the dealer rang at the same time.

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