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"If I were the enemy and intercepted this radio call, I would first analyze the tactics." Jun Yang thought, "During the sea-air dialogue, I have been communicating with the Second Brigade of the H-[-] and H-[-] on the rhythm of penetration. According to the saying, we were monitored, so the whole tactic has been wiped out long ago? In a frontal battle, the opponent will directly destroy the wingman with saturated firepower, so it is still necessary to study who is in relationship with whom? "

Pirates are very different from regular troops. Jun Yang believes that it is because they encountered pirates with limited abilities that Yan Mingxin made this move.

"In a battle hundreds of years ago, telegrams had to be sent back and forth for several rounds. The two warring parties intercepted the codes to guess riddles with each other." He said, "Now there is only one button in the command center, and each unit takes orders. People ambushes and fish."

The old house has experienced the erosion of time, and has a unique rustic, warm and bright.After Yan Mingxin heard it, he smiled heartily, and the little stars overflowed from his eyes and ran everywhere.

Jun Yang examined his eyes, and felt that it was enough to share the same hatred with him, and what was right and wrong could be discussed later: "I remember a period in history that said that the strategic bombers in Area A had to escape the shock wave after carrying out their mission. The team leader sang on the radio after confirming that all the team members had completely escaped, and I didn’t hear that they would write a review when they came back.”

"Writing [-] characters is a waste of time." He criticized softly, "Your leaders are formalistic."

It has been a long time since the incident, and Yan Mingxin has been forced by the self-criticism to argue endlessly with this incident, making the sky gloomy and gloomy.Finally someone said a few thoughtful words to him, and he felt comfortable and magnanimous: "Forget it, he's getting old, save him some face."

"But you scared me that day." Jun Yang recalled, and said, "If you have something to do, at least tell the people around you first."

Yan Mingxin knew it was wrong: "Hey, okay."

He patted Jun Yang's thigh casually, indicating that this topic is over.Unexpectedly, this slap continued, and Jun Yang didn't speak anymore.

Quiet as if it didn't exist.

Of course Yan Mingxin knew where he put his hands, and when he turned his face to look, he was staring down at his hands with a look of concern.

He was stolen and seized, flicked his fingertips twice, and took his hand back.

There is only one thought between a gentleman and licentiousness, and Huaijin and immorality are probably neighbors.This is the truth that Jun Yang didn't understand before, but now he just understands it.

But obviously, there are still people in this room who don't know anything about it.

This is the second time he stabbed himself to bleed himself to calm down tonight.

Next time he gets hotheaded, he can't guarantee which door he will open.

Yan Mingxin coughed lightly, breaking the silence, and said to him from left and right: "It's great to work in the academy."

He has never been to sea, but through Yan Dingbo, he knows a thing or two about life on board.

All the manufacturing indicators of the warship are mainly for military purposes. Even if his father has already become the captain, except for a bed fixed on the ground in the rest cabin, he can barely turn around.The rest area of ​​most officers and soldiers is only as wide and narrow as a camp bed, and personal belongings are placed in the storage box under the bed board, and the bed board must be lifted up to get it.The space for public activities is also quite limited, which is far incomparable with the dormitories allocated by the college.

In contrast, the advantages of being an instructor are obvious, and the salary is good without having to work hard every day.The instructor is bound to be equipped with a trainer plane, and he can fly as he wants in the future.

No matter how stable the Kutao Ship's sails are, it's better to have your feet on the ground.

If it weren't for a father like Yan Dingbo, no matter how he thought about it, Yan Mingxin felt that what he said today was well-founded, and his sincerity was extraordinary, but anyone with a little life experience should know which is better, and those who have not yet landed Fool.

But when he thought of his father, he fell silent again: some people are addicted to the thrilling life and the heavy burden of responsibility, and they are still passionate after half a century, and their fame and fortune are like dust, and no one can stop them.

Looking at Junyang again, this man is in the same line as the K-2020 he drives. The performance is too good, the maneuverability is too strong, and his age and ability are at the peak of his power. How could he like a life where the end can be seen at a glance.

Jun Yang: "Why didn't you say it?"

When he came to Fengtian, he was covered in thorns all over his body when he spoke to him, and he couldn't understand a single word. Only Yan Mingxin, he even found punctuation marks pleasing to his ear.

Yan Mingxin lost his temper while talking, and he couldn't help but want to remind him.

This clean and pure person, who was blessed to grow up like this, is destined to live in the dreams of thousands of people all his life, but now he is racking his brains to talk, making it seem like he is familiar with the fireworks in the world, and insists on getting involved relation.

Yan Mingxin stared back at him: "Just tell me, what's going on?"

He knew in his heart that it didn't matter if he stayed alone.

But he is possessed by a demon, and today he just wants to hear a promise from this mouth.

Jun Yang is a person who doesn't like nonsense, because in the past, there was no one worth his time to go back and forth, and some people said half of what he said was too much.

Recently he found it interesting to ask questions knowingly, and threw the question back: "Do you want me to stay?"

Yan Mingxin's mouth was parched, he drank water, and thought to himself that if he didn't want to, then why would he say such things here.

"Well..." He couldn't be too selfish, and said to the point, "it's up to you, I'm just helping you analyze and analyze. Don't I think it's good for you?"

"I don't need you to be good for me." Jun Yang picked out words with great interest, like a patient fisherman, casting the net over and over again without getting tired, just wanting to catch a fish he likes, "Don't worry about what I think, just say you Yan Mingxin—you yourself, do you want me to stay in Fengtian?"

Yan Ming said confidently, isn't this nonsense, is this Jun Yang sick?

He said, "Yes."

Jun Yang looked sideways, suppressed his smile, and looked at him without saying a word.

It is common for Yan Mingxin to be stared at by people.Some people envy his figure, some appreciate his skill, he has always been open and upright, as long as he doesn't have particularly bad intentions, he usually doesn't mind.

But Jun Yang stared at him for too long.

That gaze fell on his face presumptuously, and a pair of dark eyes clearly knew that the visitor was not kind, and wanted to play with his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips one by one.

Yan Mingxin: "..."

If it was uncomfortable for others to stare at him, he could leave without hesitation, but the subtlety is that he said just now that he wanted to ask the officer to do him a favor and stay in Fengtian.

It's like making a wish, now is the time for him to ask for something, even if it's just to show his sincerity, he can't ask Jun Yang to lighten up his stinging eyes.

That gaze seemed to know that he was gaining power, and he was very unwilling to be kind. He overstepped the boundaries of the blood relationship of the same ancestors, the brotherhood of fighting with the army, and the friends who share weal and woe, and the "do not see evil" The warning sign was overturned, full of violation and even bullying.His gaze went all the way down, as if controlling an invisible hand, lightly kneading his neck and Adam's apple, stretching in from his two-button unbuttoned neckline, arrogantly caressing around his collarbone.

Yan Mingxin was numb from the sight.

For people to stare at him like this, it is no different from actually cutting off his clothes, peeling off his skin, and fishing him.

There is a short distance between the two, but there is an unknown heat source that seems to be very close, and the steam is unbearable.The first time Yan Mingxin was scrutinized, he felt as if he was being bullied. He was at a loss as to what to do. A thought flashed through his mind, trying to consider whether he should stretch out his hand to cover his body, but felt that it was an attempt to cover up.

What was even more distressing was that he found that he could still hear his abnormal breathing, which was unbearable.

He was stabbed by Jun Yang's eyes, his heart was hot, his ears were red, and the heat that had nowhere to radiate shouted for help, and he was about to run towards the soft place.

Wait... Yan Mingxin's brain was full of alarm bells, thinking that this is not going to work, this really has to be stopped.

However, Jun Yang raised his eyes and smiled at him.

He also suspected that everything was an illusion.

Chunmeng has no trace, but he has ghosts in his heart.

Jun Yang's lips moved slightly, and he said with care like gold, "Oh."

- Such is the fate.

He was wronged and suffered, he couldn't speak up, he was forced to say goodbye to his hometown, and he tortured himself to the point of disgrace in the unacceptable place.

And as a reward for suffering, maybe he came this trip just to hear the word "think".

The bitterness is not over, and the sweetness is yet to come, but it is a little bit sweet.

Yan Mingxin was initially shocked, it took a few seconds to react, and he asked in astonishment: "You just 'oh'?"

He couldn't believe it, this person looked at him with that, that... the same look for a long time, and moved the clouds and rain on him, and the seemingly heartfelt words were on the lips, but in the end they didn't come out?

He didn't agree categorically and quickly, he didn't do what he said and left, and he didn't drink blood to make a military order for the alliance.

Just an "oh"?

But then again, they really didn't do anything.

Although Jun Yang's views hurt his integrity and sovereignty as the owner of his body, severely injured his dignity, and lowered his bottom line, they violated without leaving any traces, and did not really touch him.Even if he sued the officials, he had no way to claim compensation.

What a tragedy on earth!

Yan Mingxin has never allowed others to exploit him so conveniently, nor has he suffered such a dumb loss.With grief and indignation, he tightened his collar towards the middle - even if he was sweating from the heat, he couldn't take advantage of it.

He hated himself for being careless, and even more hated Jun Yang for making everyone angry with Jonat.

He asked harshly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Yan Mingxin blushed enough to melt the ice and snow, and Jun Yang had a panoramic view of the action of straightening his collar.

In the dimness, he could feel that their minds were in common in some tiny moments, which was a kind of happiness that was completely different from instinctive desires.

Extraordinarily rare and extravagant, the only one in the world, nowhere else deserves it.

The unexpected experience made him relive the novelty of childhood, but after thinking about it again, his eyes darkened again.

"Not yet." That was all he could say.

It wasn't that he didn't want to agree, it was that he didn't dare to agree.

He almost forgot that he was the one who had no way to go in front and no way to retreat behind.He is not afraid of bleeding, and is willing to go all out, but he dare not speak out until he is fully sure.

You know, this person is named "Ming Xin", and every time he sees him, Jun Yang is pressed on his head and reviewed "Loyalty is worth a thousand gold", which makes him have to be more careful before speaking.

If the result is unsatisfactory, at least in Yan Ming's confidence, he is not a person who talks about it.

Yan Mingxin listened to Qiqiaoshengyan: "Are you kidding me?"

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