"You are……"

When he led his parents back to the barracks, the old white hair was already standing downstairs waiting.

Seeing Zhuang Zhenguo, the old white hair was startled first, then his eyes lit up, he stood at attention with a snap, and gave a military salute.

"Counselor Zhuang!"

Zhuang Zhenguo did not expect to see the old white hair here.

"Xiao Wang? Xiao Wang from the 2nd Brigade?"

"Yes!" said the old white-haired man, "Wang Jianguo, you are reporting!"

Zhuang Zhenguo went up and pressed his hand down, "I've changed careers for many years, and I'm no longer in the army. Don't salute me, it's not appropriate."

Like watching a movie solemnly, I feel that the situation in front of me is too unreal.

His father, Zhuang Zhenguo, actually knew his chief instructor.

Moreover, it was the first time he heard Old Baimao's real name.

Wang Jianguo?

I drop mom!

It is the founding and rejuvenation of the country.

In those days, people's names were actually quite monotonous.

"Counselor Zhuang, let's go up and talk." The old white-haired Wang Jianguo pointed upstairs and made a gesture of invitation.

With Zhuang Yan's parents in front, Wang Jianguo deliberately fell behind, pulled Zhuang Yan, and whispered, "Don't tell anyone my real name, and don't mention my current army in front of your father, I've heard everything. no."

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

"I understand, confidentiality rules, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The old white hair smiled, patted the solemn shoulder, did not speak, and followed Zhuang Zhenguo.

Several people went to the small conference room on the second floor, and the correspondent came over and poured tea and went out.

Waiting for the door to close, solemnly thought, since I said don't let me talk about the present, ask all the questions about the present, okay, I can always ask about the things from the past.

He was very interested in why his father knew Old Baimao.

"Chief instructor, do you know my dad?"

Old Bai Mao drank tea, did not evade at all, and said directly, "Yes, when I participated in the round of battle, I was the squad leader of the second reconnaissance brigade. Your father is the reconnaissance staff officer of the group army, why? You have never heard of your father and you. Speaking of the past? Your dad is a hero, an old scout, who has been at the border since the self-defense counterattack, from the squad leader to the platoon leader and then to the army."

Zhuang Yan didn't expect his father to be with him, turned his head and looked at Zhuang Zhenguo.

Zhuang Zhenguo was calm, and said, "It's all in the past. The hero doesn't mention Nian Yong. Those things, to be honest, I don't want to mention them..."

The old white hair nodded, showing understanding.

Zhuang Zhenguo glanced solemnly, and then asked the old white hair, "Is it alright for Zhuangyan to train here? Did you make any mistakes?"

A solemn wry smile.

In the eyes of the father, the solemnity of not making mistakes is not like his son.

The old white hair said, "I don't have any disobedient soldiers. By the way, I said why Zhuang Yan is so good in sniper subjects. Compared with soldiers of the same year, I don't think anyone can compare to him."

A solemn smug smile appeared.

Zhuang Zhenguo noticed his son's expression and said, "Are you still a sniper now?"

He said solemnly, "That is, still a very good sniper. Didn't you listen to what my chief instructor said? If you don't believe me, you have to believe him, right?"

Although the problem of Mars hitting the earth between father and son has changed a lot over the years, there is still a vague taste of like meeting just now.

Zhuang Zhenguo said, "Don't think that you are very powerful, have you ever seen your instructor shoot a sniper rifle?"

Shaking his head solemnly, "No."

Zhuang Zhenguo said, "If you beat him, it won't be too late to come again. I don't even bother to compare with you."

Zhuang Yan was unconvinced and said, "How about, ask the chief instructor for instructions, let's go to Bibi now?"

"What did you say!" Wang Xiaolan was angry.

The two fathers and sons, as soon as they touched a piece, immediately geared up for it.

"Your father's health is not good now, do you want to **** him off?"

Zhuang Yan quickly shut up.

Just now I didn't think about my father's body.

"Comrade Instructor." Wang Xiaolan said to the old Baimao, "My family is solemn and very naive. When he was a child, his father was always away, and I had to go to work by myself. When I was a child, I put him in my grandmother's house to raise him. This old man is easy to spoil himself with children. A little more, if you are in trouble in the army, you will teach him a hard lesson and discipline him well, but don't have the same knowledge as him, he is just a dog, just give him a punch."

When the old white hair heard this, he laughed and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, the soldiers who can come here are not ordinary soldiers, and they can't come here if they are not excellent. When they came here, the original army is this—"

He gave a thumbs up.

Wang Xiaolan immediately smiled when she heard that her son was promising.

Old Baimao suddenly remembered something, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, "Have a meal in the dining hall at noon? I'll make arrangements."

Zhuang Zhenguo waved his hand, "Don't disturb the troops at noon. We plan to go out to eat. When we came, I saw a restaurant about five kilometers away. It looked good."

"Qingyun Villa?" said the old white-haired man, "the price there is not cheap, I think it's better not to spend any money."

"No, just go eat there!" Zhuang Zhenguo was particularly stubborn in this matter, and he glanced at his eldest son, Zhuang Buping.

"My eldest son is in business and has money. In recent years, he has taken advantage of national policies. We can't let the military defenders come to invite them, these emerging capitalists, to dinner. Wang, you call everyone in the team to eat whatever you can, and my eldest son treats you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhuang Buping and frowned, "Look at you, are you sitting or not!"

Zhuang Buping was crooked in the chair, with Erlang's legs crossed, he sat up straight after hearing this.

In the old Zhuang family, the words of his father Zhuang Zhenguo had absolute authority.

"I want you to treat me, please or not?"

"Please! Please! I'll please!" Zhuang Buping nodded like a slap in the face, "Dad, what you say is what you say, you are the emperor, I won't make you unhappy."

The old white hair knew Zhuang Zhenguo's temper, after all, he had known each other for a long time.

This staff officer Zhuang, who was also an iron-blooded figure in the army at that time, led the team to infiltrate several times, and he was the master of Megatron.

I also happened to have a rest today, so I simply accepted this feeling.

What's more, I haven't seen each other for many years, and I can meet him here. The old white hair is also a pile of old things and needs to have a good chat with Zhuang Zhenguo.

"Sure, then I'll let the cooking class stop preparing, save us a few at noon, and go out for a light meal."

Zhuang Zhenguo is in great spirits today. He knows that the old white hair must be serving in a special force.

Those old scouts who were in the round of battles in that year either all moved back to their places, or stayed in the troops, basically in the major special forces. To be able to get in like the old white-haired Wang Jianguo to this day is at least a regiment level.

Veterans look at the doorway~lightnovelpub.net~ From the moment they entered the door, Zhuang Zhenguo knew that this was not an ordinary training base.

Zhuang Yan didn't tell himself what troop he was in at the beginning. The letter always vaguely said that it was the reconnaissance troop. Now it seems that it is not as simple as reconnaissance.

It's just that as a soldier, even though he has retired for many years, he knows the discipline and doesn't ask questions that shouldn't be asked.

What's more, I am very satisfied with my son's current situation.

In his own words, he finally looks like a person!

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