Carved Bones of Rebirth

Everyone looked at Yan Leng very strangely, only a few people stared at Yan Leng after a moment of stupefaction, and then went on their own way.

"What's wrong?" How could Yan Leng not notice such an obvious abnormality, but he was never in the army after all, and he didn't understand the situation in the Southwest, so he was naturally at a loss.

Xue Miao, who was pulled over by Yan Leng to ask, looked a little weird, and the smile on his face became stiff, "You are not from our side, so I don't understand. Among us, many of the older generations are from the 79 Even my father participated in the self-defense counterattack against Y in [-], but fortunately he survived. Therefore, we all have a mortal hatred for Y country." Speaking of this, Xue Miao looked He glanced at Yan Leng a few times, but Yan Leng was even more confused, so shouldn't they be the same to the outside world, why did they look at him so strangely.

Seeing that Yan Leng still didn't understand, Xue Miao scratched his head. It was obvious that this dark man was also worried about how to explain to Yan Leng.

"Are you someone sent from above?" The person who spoke was a tall "white man" sitting opposite Yan Leng. Of course he was white, because compared with the "black men" in this car, this man was obviously The whitest one besides Yan Leng.

Yan Leng was a little dazed, right? He obviously didn't say hello to his superiors, but the people below all knew about it. Yan Leng, who was a little nervous, even forgot the feeling of wanting to vomit, and was completely immersed in the crisis of revealing his identity.

"What is the person above?" Yan Leng had to ask tentatively first, after all, this matter was quite strange.

"You came here voluntarily." The man looked at Yan Leng with a clear look, and the people in the car also looked at Yan Leng in unison because of his words.

Yan Leng didn't speak, but nodded, although until now he didn't understand why they were so strange.

Seeing Yan Leng nodding, he didn't know if it was Yan Leng's illusion. He felt that the atmosphere eased instantly, and the previous hostile eyes disappeared.

"We misunderstood just now. Because our people here are tough and have a deep hatred for Y, so every time the superiors will send a foreigner to be our chief, and you are the only foreigner among us, so..."

Xue Miao nodded at the side, "Yes, that's what I meant..."

Only now did Yan Leng understand why he behaved so strangely just now. They must have thought that he was the guy sent down by his superiors. When Xue Miao asked himself why he came here, he said that he was here to fight. I am pleasing them.

Yan Leng actually wanted to laugh three times, saying that if he used his means, there was no need to please them at all.But obviously, Yan Leng's superficial skills are very good, on the surface he is still friendly with them, as if what happened just now didn't happen at all.

"Hey!" Xue Miao seemed to think of something, her eyes lit up all of a sudden, she grabbed Yan Leng and asked, "Did your old man also suffer from the Y war?"

The corner of Yan Leng's mouth twitched, what does it mean to be handed a pillow when you want to sleep, it turns out that there is such a good thing in this world.

"Yes, my old man was shot once, but he survived. I have to avenge him." What Yan Leng said was not a lie, Yan Long was indeed shot once in the battle of Y, and passed through Fortunately, the left shoulder was only a penetrating injury, and no bones or muscles were injured.But then Yan Leng thought about whether the old man's left hand would be really useful now that big pear wood walking stick.

The atmosphere in the car was immediately improved, and several people pulled Yan Leng to ask questions, such as which regiment and battalion his old man belonged to, and how he is doing now. With just one sentence, they already regarded Yan Leng as their own family .

Yan Leng carefully recalled all kinds of bragging when his old man told him about his glorious memoirs, and sighed in his heart. The people in 99 were really simple, and the people here are also really simple. In a word Just treat him like a brother.

"Your grandfather is also in the second battalion and fourth company?! My second grandfather is too!" A person flew over from the other side of the car quickly, and landed on Yan Leng's body, his eyes were shining brightly.

Yan Leng was startled, how could he answer this.So, our witty young master Yan has already started to vomit silently, trying to vomit all over him.

"You are all very energetic, aren't you?! Then don't ride in the car! Everyone get out of the car!" The car braked suddenly, and everyone almost jumped into a ball.

Apart from the driver, the one sitting at the front is the officer in charge of "escorting" them.

Soldiers take obedience as their duty, although Yan Leng doesn't think he will be a qualified soldier, but when a monk hits the clock one day, he will do all the things a qualified soldier should do.

The guys who were still chattering were silent for a moment, then filed out and got out of the car, forming a row.

Yan Leng, who was used to seeing elite soldiers and powerful generals, laughed in his heart, standing so loosely, some of them couldn't even straighten their backs, such a loose standing posture, if his old man saw it, he would sit on the ground without explaining .

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"Look at you guys! You look like a soldier! Stand up straight!" The 30-something-year-old non-commissioned officer raised his eyebrows and started yelling, "If I were you guys, I would have gone home to herd sheep long ago! How can I have the face to be a soldier!"

Although these men in the mountains are relatively simple, this is not a reason for them to relax their standards. On the contrary, the Southwest Military Region is second to none among the six and a half military regions in the country, with high combat effectiveness, rich experience, and strong discipline.

Now these young men held their breath, straightening their shoulders like desperately, so that people could tell that they were exerting their strength at a glance.

The eyebrow sergeant's face is still stern, but he has been holding back his laughter for a long time. It's hard to stand up, but you are standing bent, and you can straighten up with your strength?However, he still expressed his satisfaction. The military posture can be developed slowly, but the most important thing is to have a correct attitude.

The eyebrow sergeant glanced at these future talents, and suddenly found a guy who stood out from the crowd——

Among this group of rough men, there was only one person who stood up in a standard military posture with ease, and it looked like he had been trained.

"Recruit, what's your name?" The eyebrow sergeant still had that unsmiling look, but he couldn't find a trace of fear or nervousness in Yan Leng's eyes. This calm look really made the eyebrow sergeant curious.

"Report, Yan Leng." There was no raised tone of voice on purpose, nor the haughty disdain as imagined, it was just plain, but it was clearly heard, and no mistakes could be found.

"Yan Leng, okay, I'll remember you." The eyebrow sergeant didn't say much, but he already planned to go back and look through the recruit's file.

The rest of the people looked at Yan Leng with complicated eyes. This person said that he was not sent by his superiors, but looking at his appearance, he had been trained.It can be said that they are all amateurs, and only one of them looks like a professional, how can they not doubt it.

Yan Leng never thought that he should keep a low profile. In fact, a person like him has always dealt with only one type of people. For those who can't keep up with him, he won't do anything in detail.

He believed that his military life would be fun.