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"Are you envious or jealous?" Yan Dingbo twirled the plate in a circle without showing any signs of pretension, and said, "Eat this."

"I'm not envious or jealous. I'm just thinking about this matter. How come I have to write a self-criticism when he becomes an instructor after a mission? It's not enough to finish writing it once. I have to transcribe it again." Yan Ming felt bitter. It’s not sour, but Xi Za feels quite honored, but at the thought of writing a review, he was so wronged that June Feixue, his fingers cramped secretly, and cried out that he couldn’t stand it, “You also let me enjoy being your son once more. Fortunately, tell our brigade commander, don’t let me copy it, I already know it’s wrong.”

"Oh." Yan Dingbo snorted, not only had no intention of helping, but also said in his heart that this was considered light, "No one will cover you. If you go up alone, can you hit it? They charge into the battle, and you are soft-hearted. He deserves to be an instructor and you write a self-criticism."

Yan Mingxin stopped his chopsticks and said seriously, "I'm not being soft-hearted, I'm looking for an angle."

"What angle are you looking for? You hesitate for a second, how much firepower you need from the rear to support you, will you settle the score?" When it comes to matters of principle, the flowery pretensions of the father's kindness and filial piety were swept away, and Yan Dingbo slammed the floor, "The engine compartment is explosion-proof , there is an emergency in the comprehensive electricity, even if you go up and blow up the cab, it will not affect the whole ship. But there are two K-2020s in front of you, the manufacturing cost alone is over [-] million, and there are two of our excellent pilots in the cabin, which one is lighter? What's more important, is there any reason to hesitate?"

Yan Mingxin: "There are a lot of people in the control room, what if there are hostages? Innocent civilians, just blow up like this?"

"Do you think you are making a movie?" Yan Dingbo was so angry that he wanted to laugh, "There are not many pirates, but there are many who know how to sail, but any person with a brain can hand over the lives of a boatload of people to an outsider and call them hostages." Come to sail the boat? If I caught the prisoner, I wouldn’t dare let him get close to the control room! How far away is it? Well, now that the boat is pulled back and the person is caught, shut down When you get up for the first trial, everyone is begging grandpa to sue grandma to curry favor with getting on a pirate ship, eating delicious food, drinking spicy food and smoking marijuana every day, so you can rest assured?"

Yan Mingxin: "..."

There are some things that are so logical when said afterwards, he shouldn't have thought of them.

But when facing the pirate ship, his mind was full of thoughts, and the loudest voice stopped him: disarm, don't kill.

He had nothing to say: “Oh, don’t worry.”

Yan Dingbo was putting on airs, ready to roll up his sleeves at any time to personally give orders, seeing that his son didn't want to speak again, so he lowered his head and took two bites of food.

His love for his son is more than enough, but this love has been hanging high above the sky for many years, and he was suddenly called down to the earth, which is somewhat unsuitable for the rules of the world—he thinks he travels around the world. The side dishes are not worth mentioning, so the two pots started working at the same time, frying, frying and frying. It was a joy to cook.

It took a few mouthfuls to taste that one dish was too salty, and the other was too late.

Yan Mingxin was very face-saving, and ate happily without saying a word.But the two elders were at home on weekends, laughing at a table of ostentatious dishes, no matter how they thought about it, there was a pitiful energy that could hardly be contained.

Yan Dingbo couldn't help but think of his dead wife.

He unscrewed a small bottle of more than 50% Fenghe wine, poured himself a small glass, and just took a sip when he spoke in a nasal voice: "It's different, it's different from that time."

The father and son had a good understanding and knew what he wanted to say. Yan Mingxin glanced at him and said, "Stop talking."

Once Yan Dingbo boarded the warship, he didn't drink at all, and only occasionally drank a couple of cups when he got home.Being blocked by his son, he wanted to bear it, but he endured it for a while, and after drinking half a glass, the old tears finally welled up.

"At that time your mother decided to rescue... We have already grasped the situation of the target ship. It is said that the stowaway ship is not protected by law, so it deserves something to happen to it!" Yan Dingbo sipped his wine, sipping countless lonely years, and then It's hate and sentimentality, "But she is worried that there are children on the boat... She said that she should be caught and buckled, but she can't just watch the boat sink..."

The risk of smuggling is too high, and no one would use a good merchant ship to do this kind of ruin. The dilapidated ship was old and unusable, and it seemed that it could be broken up by a little wave.Those who work illegally don't dare to take risks like this. The people hiding inside either commit crimes and want to escape, or they owe a lot of debt and want to go out to hide the debt. They are all desperadoes.

Fortunately, although the sky was dark that night, the wind and waves were not too strong, and none of its waves were cut off; unfortunately, shortly after it sailed into the high seas, the pirates who smelled the smell of copper and blood followed. They came—their idea was also very clear: if they dare to take this kind of boat, as long as there are one or two of them with a considerable amount of luggage, they will not lose the ticket.

When the boatman discovered that there were pirates boarding the ship, he immediately sent a signal for help. Because he was worried that no one would respond to his illegal voyage, he specifically emphasized that there were many children and foreigners on board.Yan Mingxin's parents were on a warship, and they were on duty. When they heard the news, they rushed to the ship and saw that the deck was ablaze, the hull was leaking everywhere, and the cracks were getting worse.

Yan Mingxin's mother, Wang Jiaoyue, immediately organized an emergency rescue. Unexpectedly, when the pirates counterattacked, a group of people in the cabin were rescued, but she herself failed to come back.

In the dark night, the icy sea water, even if there is a chance to call for help, the sound of the ship's engine everywhere is enough to drown it.

After all, human beings are species on land. The so-called "water quality" is a pastime when the sea is calm. Even the world's top swimmers fall into the sea under extreme circumstances of injury or confusion. carry.

Yan Dingbo fell into the memories, his heart wrenched, and he vaguely saw the shadow of his dead wife from the indecisive son in front of him: "My son, the hostages want to eat, drink, and harass. If they stay on the ship for an extra day, the pirates will have an extra burden. If many of them don't come The ransom was 'executed' on the spot... Now there are no hostages - no one is waiting for you to rescue, only the people around you need your protection..."

As he spoke, he touched the corners of Yan Mingxin's eyes with his fingers.

Yan Mingxin was used to his father thinking of his mother after two sips of wine. He had expected such a disturbance, but he never thought that his father was still thinking of poking himself in the midst of his busy schedule, so he asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" .”

"Shadow." Yan Dingbo mistook the shadow cast by his eyelashes after drinking, and murmured, "I thought there was a scar."

Yan Mingxin gave a meal.

It turned out that his father already knew about the air raid on Baima Pass.

Counting the days, 027 should be on duty in the Caspian Sea area during that time, even if he knew he was injured, he might not be able to do anything.

Now that he had recovered, he hadn't intended to mention the matter.

"Hey, no scars, no sequelae, I've been fine for a long time!" Yan Mingxin waved his chopsticks and said briskly, "I was sent to Shanhaiguan Medical Center, and it was Jun Yang who took care of me, the one you recommended."

Yan Dingbo squeezed the cup: "It's him? Such a coincidence?"

"Isn't it?" Yan Mingxin beamed with joy, "Every day from morning to night, I'm really embarrassed."

"Then I, as a father, should go and thank him." Facing his son's questioning face, Yan Dingbo took a sip and said, "Didn't I say that he is now an instructor? You don't even ask him if this instructor is here. What the hell—Fengtian Naval Aviation Flying Academy."

There is an action plan on Zhishen's desk, and the inscription on the cover is his favorite sentence: "A good defender hides under the nine grounds, and a good attacker moves above the nine heavens."

As long as you taste this line repeatedly, all those scrutiny that are not recognized by the ministers will be well-founded and powerful again, as if spanning thousands of years and countless mediocrity, he stands under the eaves of the wise men of the past, separated by wooden doors and rain curtains Hear the teachings with your own ears.

On the title page, there were four words written by his brother: preemptive strikes.

He hired a group of financial experts, entered and exited the global capital market, and spent more than ten years earning an incomparably rich capital by borrowing his status and power.Money is just a number to him. In recent years, he has started to build momentum for Li Chu, spending huge sums of money to train his own army and capable officers--one shot of the cannon, ten thousand taels of gold, only by constantly making money and spending money can he be able to Feel a little at ease.

The person on the phone said: "The results of this investigation are basically consistent with our previous speculation."

The sound is transmitted through a special network, which is particularly weird.

"According to time calculations, the eldest prince's son should be three to four years old at the time. We found the only eligible child in the rescue list, and after further investigation, we found that although he was rescued, he got pneumonia later—you know, The water in the bilge is very dirty. The sewage was poured into the lungs. The child was too young, weak and did not receive the best medical treatment. He died unfortunately half a year after being rescued."

"Passed away." Zhishen's voice echoed lonely in the empty office, "Are you sure?"

When the White Horse incident happened, his plan to dig out the potential enemy "Good Defender" was exposed in advance. In order to stop the public and win the hearts of the people, he had to throw out the trump card that he had originally prepared for the throne - to find the descendants of the "God of War" and take over. He came home.

His elder brother's name has been circulated among the people for more than ten years, and even today, people are still full of respect every time they mention it.The air strike at Baimaguan was a naked military operation, but as long as it was linked to the "God of War" and coupled with his vague apology, no matter how it looked to outsiders, it was sacred in the eyes of Chinese people.

Some influential people even expressed their support publicly to him.

"My partner personally went to the workers at the port to investigate. That ship was not the first time to transport people. They usually charge money according to the number of people, but it is not ruled out that when they are about to reach the high seas, there will be people guarding there in a speedboat. Temporarily." Gain’. Some children who are too young may be hidden in their luggage and brought on board, because there is a patrol fleet at sea, and the time is urgent, and they have no time to check, so they have to take people inside and hide them.”

"Increasing positions." In the eyes of stowaways, human life is like a commodity, even a flimsy sentence.

Zhi Shen asked again: "So, you are sure, aren't you?"

"Basically sure." The other end of the phone said with some confusion, "If it wasn't for this child, then... the eldest prince's son might... have not returned to the shore."

He said it very tactfully.The documented death toll that night was as high as 300, and there were only a lot more missing or unregistered people. The real situation will only be more tragic.

The door of the office is more than two meters high. Once the door is opened, there will be endless power and glory outside.

He has long been accustomed to the flowers, flowers, willows and greens inside and outside the palace, and Yinggeyanwu, no matter whether it is a graceful body or a high-ranking background, it is difficult for him to have the slightest interest in a certain woman.

Whenever someone crowded around him and showed him what he thought was the most beautiful smile, he couldn't help but think of his elder brother - when his elder brother returned triumphantly back then, he must have seen a more beautiful person.

He didn't know what kind of woman could make his elder brother fall in love with him, and he would make a private decision with her for life, and he couldn't imagine what kind of child they conceived. To smuggle alone, there are too many choices in terms of money and methods.

In the end, for the sake of irrelevant people, his proud brother was squeezed into the dirty and cramped bilge and buried in the sewage.

Thinking of his brother's life ending in a dirty place for such an almost stupid reason, Zhishen shuddered all over, and felt physically sick, wanting to retch.

The other end of the phone did not dare to interrupt, nor did he dare to hang up.

After a long time, he heard the prince say: "Destroy all materials, and never forget what you just said."

"From this moment on, that Jun Yang is my brother's son."