Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

But impulsiveness is impulsive, housekeeping is still very important.

Xia Ziqi felt a little sympathetic: "Is this still a human life?"

Su Yi: "Oh, stop talking, I'm going to cry."

Xia Ziqi: "The only good thing is that you will soon get the Hero Model Medal. This kind of high-intensity combat frequency will not stop, and the first-level medal will be appropriate."

Su Yi: "I can't eat medals... Oops, I'm hungry, Ziqi, please help me get something to eat."

Xia Ziqi: "I only have meat floss here now."

Su Yi: "Okay, I'm not picky."

Xia Ziqi gave him the grain he had stored, and Su Yi couldn't wait to unwrap it: "I love you so much."

Don't get me wrong, he's talking about meat floss.

The days that followed were indeed non-stop. Su Yi rarely got a complete mission on vacation, and the next mission was often due before the vacation was over.

Think about it, there are a total of ten squadrons, and each squadron shares a little more than ten combat missions a year, almost one every month.

Now all ten squadrons have to use the emergency team, so Su Yi will have to carry out more than 100 combat missions a year. Excluding those small combat missions that do not require him to go out, that is close to a hundred.

On average, eight to ten combat missions per month are required, meaning one every three days or so.

But that is an average. In fact, the mission time of each squadron is often uneven, because they are all sudden in nature, and no one knows when the mission will come.

Su Yi was tired, really tired.

But he can carry it for a simple purpose-he doesn't want to attend the funeral of his teammates anymore.

On the 26th of the next month, Yuan Lang looked helplessly at Su Yi, who was in a hurry: "It's really not the right time for you to come back."

Su Yi shook his head and sighed: "Hey, bad luck, I didn't have to go to Su's house if this task was delayed for another day."

Yuan Lang: "Well, it's actually not that scary. You just took the opportunity to visit Beijing. It's said to defend the capital. How many of us have seen the capital?"

Su Yi smiled wryly.

In the dormitory, comrades have one beak and one beak, this one has to be given sunglasses, that one has to be given backpacks, and the other has to be given shoes.

"Stop, stop! Stop!" Su Yi, one head and two big, hurriedly called to stop, "I'll just go for a day, and I don't need to bring anything except money, understand?"

Wu Zhe: "You just go out with this outfit?!"

Su Yi: "What's wrong with this outfit? I wear training uniforms and combat boots comfortably."

Yuan Lang shook his head: "Xiao Su, it's Old General Su's birthday anyway. Although you don't like to call him grandpa, it's too disrespectful to dress like this to celebrate his birthday."

Xia Ziqi curled his lips: "Why do you need to be respectful if you do such immoral things to win the game? I'm old and disrespectful."

Su Yi thought for a while: "I didn't think about this at first. Then I'll bring a set of regular clothes, and I'll just change it when the time comes."

Xu Sanduo: "Wait!"

He ran away in a hurry, and when he came back, he held two big boxes of Poria cakes in his arms: "You will miss your meal on the way, this is for your stomach."

"Oh yes, this one is real." Su Yi took it and stuffed it into his bag.

Su Mingpeng's Challenger 604 landed, and Su Yi jumped into the plane with a light field bag.

Su Mingpeng leaned on the sofa, green bricks and tiles nestled at his feet.

Su Mingpeng looked at his son: "This boarding movement is quite proficient, and you have practiced it a lot, right?"

Su Yi: "That's for sure."

Boarding at both ends of the plane in three days, can you be unskilled?

"Dad, I might have to rush back with just one phone call." Su Yi sat down while avoiding the two Tibetan mastiffs blocking the way. "The combat mission is very uncertain."

Su Mingpeng: "Oh, whatever you want, national affairs come first and family affairs come second."

Su Yi couldn't tell that Su Mingpeng was telling the truth, so Su Yi took it as the truth.

Challenger 604 landed, and the night view of Beijing came into view.

It was already past eight o'clock. In the old base A, it was a time of silence, but Beijing was full of traffic, and some roads were still severely blocked.

Su Mingpeng prefers the domineering Hummer car series. In the early years, he used the HMMWV obtained from the paper tiger through a special channel. Later, he replaced it with a Hmmwv civilian car, that is, the Hummer, which is the real Hummer. Later, it is the current one. , is a new model, Hummer H1, aggressive and aggressive, but Su Yi feels that this car will not play a role in Beijing.

Really, too congested.

Su Mingpeng's residence is an ancient courtyard house with an area of ​​[-] square meters. It is said that it was purchased and repaired at a cost of [-] million yuan.

This is a real rich man.

In such a big house, there are countless rooms. Of course, Su Mingpeng is not the only one living here. The second uncle, the third uncle and the little aunt's family all live here, as well as some housekeepers and security guards. Everyone is lively and happy.

Compared with the desolation of the Su family in Xishan, Beijing, this place is more like a home.

After being stuck in traffic for a long time, Su Mingpeng and his son didn't arrive home until ten o'clock.

Su Mingpeng was going to drive the car to the garage, and Su Yi got out of the car first.

A group of people were sitting in the front yard, drinking tea and chatting. Seeing Su Yi coming, Second Uncle Su Minghao said with a smile: "Ah, it's finally here. I thought you were going to be stuck in the third ring all night."

Su Jianan's appearance is similar, and Su Minghao has seen Su Yi again, so of course he recognizes him.

Su Yi has also met Su Minghao several times, and saluted: "Second Uncle."

"Come in, come in," Su Minghao led Su Yi in, "They are all acquaintances."

Those elders have met with Su Mingpeng, Su Yi recognized them, and saluted one by one: "Second Aunt, Third Uncle, Third Aunt, Aunt, Uncle."

Several elders also nodded.

The third uncle Su Minglun looked at Su Yi with a smile: "Don't tell me, it's the same as when the elder brother was in the army!"

Little aunt Su Mingyue smiled: "Prettier than elder brother."

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Su Yi was suddenly submerged in the water and was at a loss.

Uncle Song Lan instructed those juniors: "Here, this is your elder brother Su Yi. You all introduce yourself, you are all relatives, so you have to know each other well."

The Erfang family gave birth to a pair of twin brothers, the elder brother was named Su Jing, and the younger was named Su Yan.

The two brothers are both first-year students, and Su Jing is a well-rounded high-achieving student in Beijing University, who will inherit his father's footsteps in the future.Su Yan is a student of the School of Armored Forces Engineering, Department of Command and Management, and has a bright future.

Three bedrooms and one only son, Su Tan, is still a junior high school student, with an unconventional nature.

My little aunt has a pair of pink and tender twins, sister Song Min and younger brother Song Rui. They have just entered elementary school, and the siblings are inseparable.

The juniors recognized each other, and Su Mingpeng strode in, and the chatter stopped, as if everyone was in awe of Su Mingpeng.

Su Minghao: "Brother, have you eaten on the way?"

The author has something to say: Ah, many people say they hate General Su, but he is actually very pitiful. . . . . .