"Mr. Hilbert, here we are."

The soldier in charge of driving parked the car firmly in front of a majestic building, then turned his head and said to Zhang Qi.

"Thank you".

Zhang Qi opened the door of the back seat of the car from the inside and walked out.

"Several chiefs have not arrived yet, please go in first, it's cold outside."

The two soldiers standing guard at the gate said to Zhang Qi, and then helped to open the gate of the museum.

The military museum had announced its closure one day in advance, and today it will only receive two people.

Zhang Qi nodded when he heard the words, and then walked in with a sentinel.

The military museum, which was originally crowded with people, was empty at this time, and walking inside could only hear the sound of leather boots hitting the ground.

"The chief ordered us to take you around if you are interested before he arrives."

The sentinel said to Zhang Qi.

"Are you familiar with this place?"

Zhang Qi glanced around and asked casually.

"I'm very familiar with it. The torpedo shell in the Naval Pavilion was brought in by our class last year."

The sentinel patted his chest proudly.

"Ah, I'll trouble you then, which museum do you like the most here?"

Zhang Qi asked.

"Well, with an identity like yours, let's go to the armory first."

The warrior thought for a moment, then replied.

"Okay, please show me the way, this is my first time here."

Zhang Qi nodded, and then said to the soldier.

"Okay, please follow me this way, it's shorter to take a shortcut."

The sentry led the way, and Zhang Qi followed closely behind.

"This is the Armory Hall, do you need me to introduce you?"

The two walked along that path for a while, and a building appeared in front of them.

"No, I'll just take a look."

Zhang Qi shook his head, and then walked into the building first.

The first exhibition area is the firearms exhibition area. Various firearms are placed behind the thick bulletproof glass. The closer to the door, the more dilapidated they appear, because time has left indelible marks on them.

Zhang Qi walked slowly, looking carefully at those old firearms.

Although those old guns had been cleaned before entering the museum, Zhang Qi could still see obvious scratches on them and two Chinese characters faintly visible under the blood:

"Hanyang".

Zhang Qi paused for a while in front of that showcase, then glanced at a three-eighth woman in another showcase, and then continued to walk forward.

This time, instead of a gun, the display case contained a rusty mortar.

"Jin 75 Mortar".

Zhang Qi glanced at the label under the showcase, and smiled softly:

"The flower of the famous army general, the fierce tiger of the empire? Wasn't it blown to pieces in the end"...

Zhang Qi shook his head disdainfully, and then continued to walk forward.

"Mauser C96—for Mr. Zhang Yan's own use, donated in 1952".

Zhang Qi stood in front of the booth, quietly looking at the Mauser pistol.

"Mr Hilbert"?

The soldier saw that Zhang Qi seemed to be in a daze, so he asked tentatively:

"Would you like to move on"?

"Ah, I'll stay here for a while."

Zhang Qi said slowly, took a last look at the mirror box, and then walked deeper into the exhibition hall.

"The front is the vehicle exhibition hall, it may be relatively large, why don't you follow me, don't get lost."

The soldier said in front.

"Ah, I'll trouble you then."

Zhang Qi nodded and slowly walked into the new exhibition hall.

"t-34, this has been around for a long time."

"Type 63 looks relatively new, but judging by the scratches, it should have just come down."

"Huh? What kind of tank is this? I've never seen it before... Fuck, five pairs of wheels"!

Zhang Qi looked at the 59 that had been modified so much that he didn't even recognize his own mother, shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards the center of the exhibition hall.

Finally, Zhang Qi's footsteps stopped on the booth in the center.

"Type 97 Medium Tank".

Zhang Qi stood in front of the tank, which was very small compared to the behemoths next to it, and watched quietly.

"The Hero, a Type 97 medium-sized tank, was seized in the northern border of China. At that time, although this tank had a lot of problems, it still made great military exploits."

An old man's voice came from behind Zhang Qi. The voice sounded full of air, with a trace of majesty in kindness, which made people feel strange.

"Yes, but now we are no longer the army that fired five bullets at most three times, and then charged with a blade, picking up a Type 92 infantry gun as if it was New Year's Eve."

Zhang Qi stared at the tank, and then said softly:

"However, it has the most powerful army in the world, but there is no air force and navy that can match it. This is China's blemish."

"Yes, we lack advanced fighters and aircraft carriers, but now only advanced fighters are left."

The old man behind was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said with a big laugh, the laughter echoed in the empty exhibition hall.

"So I came here this time to thank you personally, Zhang Qi."

"First meeting, Head of Huaqing."

Zhang Qi turned around~lightnovelpub.net~ and bowed to the old man behind him with great respect.

"Good boy, no wonder he is Lao Zhang's grandson."

The old man behind him, who was wearing casual clothes but still couldn't hide his sharp aura like a sharp knife, nodded with a smile and walked over.

"Are you used to staying abroad?"

The two didn't inform in advance, but they walked to the next exhibition hall together in an incomparable tacit understanding.

"After so many years, you have to get used to it if you are not used to it."

Zhang Qi shrugged helplessly and said.

"This time, you have to stay longer when you go back to your hometown for the New Year. After all, I heard that the vacation for you there is quite long, as long as you go back before the end-of-term party."

The old man smiled and patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder.

"Where are you going to spend the New Year this year?"

the old man continued.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, but my mother probably won't be able to come over, so I should probably spend the New Year with Aunt Xu."

Zhang Qi said after thinking about it.

"If you have other things, would you like to bring that little British girl to Dalian to celebrate the New Year? I heard that the Spanish mackerel stuffed dumplings you make are very popular in our circle of old bones. I will try it this year." .

The old man then asked with a smile.

"I really don't have anything else to do here, so naturally it's better to obey than to be respectful."

Zhang Qi also replied with a smile.

"By the way, let me ask you something."

The two continued to walk along the exhibition hall when the old man stopped suddenly and asked:

"Do you want to see that beautiful little girl who was kidnapped by you from Ukraine? She is in Dalian now, and she should be being repainted at this moment."