Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

The appearance of Jiang Chuancheng is no different from that of a middle school boy.

At his age, he is impulsive and passionate, and he worships heroes. His head is full of messy thoughts and he has no clear goal. He just wants to have fun and do whatever he wants.

Without considering the consequences, or even knowing the consequences.

"So you want to join the army just to be able to shoot targets and touch a gun?"

"Not really..." Jiang Chuancheng thought for a moment before saying eight words, "Exercise to protect the country."

Jiang Ci's mouth curled up, he was indeed his son, he had ambitions.

He never regretted giving his son to his eldest brother's family. The boy told him privately that he would support both families by himself in the future so that he could rest assured.

This brat.

Probably the best thing Yang Hongying did was to give birth to a child for him.

"Exercise to protect the country?"

"of course!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Chuancheng was very excited, "Only with a strong physique and a will of steel can we go to the battlefield and defend our country. Back then, it was with these that we were able to defeat the day, drive away Chiang Kai-shek, and go north to fight against the US and aid Korea!"

After he said this, he stood up excitedly and almost jumped onto the table.

This slogan is so loud!

Jiang Ci was adding to the chaos, "Good boy, you have ambitions."

Jiang Chuancheng looked very proud and raised his eyebrows at Jiang Yan, as if to provoke her.

Jiang Yan coughed lightly, "That's all in the past. Now, or in the future, it's not like this anymore."

Jiang Chuancheng was a little confused, "Sister, I don't understand what you are saying."

"We used to live a hard life. We relied on millet, rifles and a pair of straw sandals. It took us fourteen years to drive the dwarfs away. At that time, it took three or four of us to exchange for one dwarf on the other side. Why do you think that was?"

The topic was a bit serious, and the playful Jiang Chuancheng didn't dare to laugh anymore, "Because, because our equipment is poor, the supply can't keep up, and we are short of food and clothing."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, so Jiang Chuancheng continued, "That's why I said that we need to exercise to protect our country."

"You're right, and you're not right either."

The unyielding spirit of the middle school boy emerged again, "What's wrong with what I said?"

"Exercising is one of the conditions for defending the country, but it is not all. Do you know what future wars will be like? Do you know what technological wars will be like?"

Jiang Chuancheng shook his head, not understanding.

"Future wars will be technological wars. Whoever masters the most advanced technology will be the boss and will be invincible."

Jiang Chuancheng looked like a child who could not be taught.

"Let me tell you this. At the beginning, should we have millet and rifles?"

Jiang Chuancheng nodded, "The rifles at that time were all made in Hanyang, and they were still in use even after the rifling was worn smooth. The grenades we made ourselves are not easy to use, and are not as good as the dwarf's melon-shaped hand grenades."

Most of his military knowledge came from model operas and comic books. In this era, heroic stories were particularly popular among the people. Everyone could tell a few catchy stories and name a long list of heroes.

In later generations, if you pull a child off the street and ask Mr. Deng, Mr. Qian, or Mr. Guo, many of them will not know.

"We had backward weapons and inadequate supplies, so we had such a hard time in the past. The enemy had planes and cannons, chasing us in the sky and bombing us on the road behind us. They had guns and bullets, so people from such a small place dared to be so ambitious and wanted to destroy China in three months."

Jiang Ci seemed to be thinking about something, and even Jiang Chuancheng became serious.

"So, times have changed. In the past, we fought wars by walking out with our legs and lives. It was a resistance against being beaten when we were backward. In the future, we won't fight with millet and rifles. We will fight with high technology. You know, aircraft carriers?"

"I know, it's beautiful and state-owned."

"Sooner or later, our country will have it too. We will have the most advanced technology and the most powerful weapons. Who will fight you with bayonets then?"

Jiang Chuancheng's eyes lit up. "Then we definitely can't fight with bayonets. When I grow up, I want to drive an aircraft carrier and fly a plane. How cool! Da da da!"

“But are airplanes and aircraft carriers for ordinary people to operate?”

Jiang Chuancheng was stumped by the question. As a child of fourteen or fifteen years old, he didn't know how to answer the question.

"That machine is so complicated. There are dozens or even hundreds of buttons on the dashboard, and some are in foreign languages. You can't even understand them. Do you still want to drive it?"

Just as Jiang Ci was about to speak, Jiang Yan turned his head and glared at him, scaring the old father so much that he immediately became a coward and dared not speak.

"Then how can we open it?"

"Study hard and read well. In the future, you will be admitted to a good university like your sister. If you want to join the army, you must become an elite soldier. When you graduate from the military academy, you will be an officer. You will be given all the high-tech weapons to use first, and you will receive the strongest military training. Our school also has target shooting and tanks. Isn't that amazing?"

Jiang Chuancheng's eyes seemed to be filled with a galaxy of stars, "Really? Sister, you didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you? Do you know what major I studied in school?"

"Isn't he a military doctor?"

Jiang Yan asked him to wait, then ran back to the bedroom and took out a few books.

"Look, what kind of book is this?"

Jiang Yan took all professional books, such as engineering mechanics, weapons materials, advanced mathematics, etc.

Jiang Chuancheng flipped through the book with disdain, but couldn't understand anything.

"What is this? I don't understand."

Jiang Ci took it and looked at it. "Wow, advanced mathematics. If you can understand this, you'd be a genius. Girl, what are you doing..."

He pointed to the weapons materials science, "What's going on?"

"The classes in our school were too easy, so I took another major, weapons design."

"Can you handle this? I wonder why you've lost weight. Are you too tired?"

"It's not tiring. The homework is not difficult."

Jiang Chuancheng looked disgusted, "This is like a heavenly book, it's not that difficult! You are lying to a child!"

"Because it's difficult, we need to learn more and do more research. If you think it's difficult and he thinks it's difficult, how can we develop in the future? Are we going to lag behind others forever?"

Jiang Chuancheng said nothing.

Jiang Yan touched her textbook and patiently taught him, "You want to be a soldier, but you haven't thought about what kind of soldiers our country will need in the future. You are only fifteen this year. In another ten years, the world will be completely different."

"But, but now, the school is not teaching seriously. Will we still have the opportunity to go to university in the future?" He knew that Jiang Yan went to university because he was valued by the leaders and was recommended.

"Of course, you have to believe me. That day will come. All you have to do is be a prepared person and fight a prepared battle."