"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

"Everyone?" The driver poked his head in, "The meal is ready, do you want to have dinner now?"

"Okay." Baicheng agreed, and glanced at the Red Army, the angry expression just now had disappeared, "Can you hurry up, we are in a hurry."

"Time is tight?" The driver was taken aback, as if thinking about something, and said after a while, "Then you guys wait."

"Wait for who?"

"The boss wants to talk to you."

Baicheng and Sun Zhi looked at each other, nodded, and said nothing more.This is something that might happen, and Peng Ning had already explained it before he came out. As the captain of the entire team, he must clearly understand the risks and background of this operation, especially when there are Zhile and Zhihongjun in the team. His difficult father and son.

"Okay." Baicheng replied.

The team members had seen photos of this legendary warlord, but they were still a little surprised when they saw the real person.This warlord is quite old, more than 50 years old, but his face is well maintained. He looks like he is in his 30s. In addition, he is very handsome, so he is not attractive.

"My surname is Zhao, you can call me Lao Zhao." Lao Zhao is very kind, the smile on his face makes people feel like a spring breeze, but he speaks a strange standard Hunan dialect, "I haven't seen you from my motherland for a long time." Oh, it’s not easy.”

The team members couldn't help having the illusion that they were not meeting a big warlord in the Golden Triangle, but were being interviewed by an old army leader in China, especially the word "motherland", which made them feel even more in a trance.

"Thank you for your support for this operation!" Baicheng saluted a standard military salute, and said seriously, "I represent the Chinese People's Liberation Army, thank you!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Old Zhao's eyes were crooked with a smile, "This is what I should do. Those young people are too impatient and wild. They don't even look at it. The better we can get over here. , Who is the backer? They really thought that they took root here by relying on their own strength?"

The team members who said this all looked at each other in blank dismay. If it is said that China has an influence on the Golden Triangle, that is for sure. However, if it is said that relying on China's strength to gain a place in the Golden Triangle, it is a complete joke.What Lao Zhao said was obviously flattering them, and it was very obvious, which made Baicheng a little vigilant.

"Mr. Zhao is polite."

"No, I'm not being polite." Lao Zhao waved his hand, and a bunch of waiters began to serve the dishes. The team members had to choose their own seats, and he sighed while looking for seats, "I'm telling the truth. Look Seeing that the motherland is getting better and better, I am really happy and sad... Haha, I'm sorry, people like to recall the past when they get old. Let's not talk about these, let's talk about this operation."

Baicheng stared at the waiter who kept serving food, his mouth was tightly closed.

Old Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, these people don't understand Chinese." He pointed to the driver and said, "This is my nephew, who was born here, and he can't speak Chinese well, which makes everyone laugh. "

"Where?" Zhi Hongjun interrupted suddenly, using the local dialect, "children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

"Hey, this brother speaks the local language well."

The subject of the conversation shifted, Baicheng listened to Lao Zhao and Zhi Hongjun talking and laughing non-stop, he was really relieved, and took a moment to sit next to Zhi Le.Just after eating some food, I heard a voice in my ear: "Little Daddy, I'm sorry."

Baicheng smiled and said softly: "It's nothing."

Zhile hesitated for a moment, then said: "Father seems to have noticed something."

Bai Cheng was startled, barely kept his composure and said, "Are you sure?"

"I can see it." Zhile's mood was very low, "he must have felt something."

Baicheng immediately fell into anxiety, but still pretended to be calm on the surface.For him, what he is most afraid of now is not knowing what the Red Army knows, but knowing the attitude of the Red Army.If Zhihongjun fought against him all the way because he knew something, then he had to seriously consider kicking Zhihongjun out of this mission.

This is an action mission, he must be responsible for the lives of thirty people!

When Baicheng was thinking about these things, the dinner was almost over before he knew it.The task of sending Lao Zhao off fell on him without hesitation.When he followed Lao Zhao downstairs, he observed for a while, and keenly found that the bodyguards around Lao Zhao should be retired soldiers, and they belonged to the Chinese army.

"These little brothers are all demobilized veterans." Old Zhao said suddenly, "It's a pity, Qu is here with me."

"No, they are very professional." Baicheng avoided the truth and said, "Mr. Zhao is very discerning."

Old Zhao smiled and said, "When you say that, are you thinking that we are not good people, right?"

Baicheng hurriedly said: "Nothing, Mr. Zhao's willingness to help us fight drugs is also a great achievement."

"Haha, well said." At this time, when he was in front of the car downstairs, Old Zhao praised the car door, and said casually, "Then I wish you a smooth operation, and send my regards to comrades."

Baicheng was stunned, Lao Zhao's last words were remarkable, but Peng Ning didn't explain it, so naturally he couldn't think of anything, but Lao Zhao had already got into the car.With Lao Zhao's departure, he found that the courtyard had become colder, and those bright and dark whistles had all been withdrawn at some point, leaving only the room where they were still with the lights on.When he returned upstairs, he looked out of the corridor, and the bustling lights of the city shone on the far horizon. In contrast, the large fields under the starlight nearby seemed to be ghost graveyards.

When Baicheng entered the room, everyone was whining.

The only person who was satisfied with this meal was Zhi Le, and the others couldn't help complaining.I thought it was rare to have delicious food, but in the end, the dishes were stewed and the taste was too heavy. Even the soldiers from Sichuan and Hunan couldn't bear it, and they kept shouting "kill the salt seller".In contrast, the military rations suddenly tasted delicious.

This meal was a "political mission". If Peng Ning hadn't told him to "cooperate well with Lao Zhao", they would never have eaten it.

As soon as he entered the door, Baicheng roared: "Turn off the lights!"

This order was quickly executed, and the room immediately returned to darkness. Everyone ran under the wall with their guns, listening vigilantly to nearby voices.Several minutes later, Sun Zhi, who didn't notice any movement, said hesitantly, "Head, what's going on?"

"The sentries have all been removed." Baicheng said softly, "We are too conspicuous here."

As soon as the words fell, the dazzling lights were turned on again, and the lazy voice of Zhihong Army sounded: "I said, Captain Bai, are you too timid? Old Zhao invited us to dinner, on his field , Kill us special forces, what good will he get?"

The fire in Baicheng's heart was burning up, but he still suppressed his temper and explained: "Even if he doesn't want to, his subordinates may not be willing. If there is a whistleblower, we will be finished."

"You, you just think too much." Zhi Hongjun snorted, "As long as he is still here, he has to look at the eyes of the country."

"You turn off the light immediately!" Bai Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, and growled in a low voice, "This is an order!"

"Order order..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhi Hongjun suddenly took a step back, the fist of Baicheng passed in front of his eyes, turned a corner, and went straight to the wall, trying to press the light out, but unexpectedly, Zhi Hongjun raised his arm, abruptly Changed the fist of the defeated city.In the next second, there was the sound of the bolt being pulled, and Baicheng's muzzle was aimed at the Zhihong Army. The cold voice made one's heart shudder: "Zhihong Army, I order you to disarm immediately and withdraw from this operation!"

Pa——The lights went out, and the room fell into darkness again. The silhouette of the defeated city with guns and the standing still figure of the Red Army were like two mountains.

"I've turned off the lights." Zhi Hongjun said leisurely, "Obey orders, right, captain?"

It took a while for Baicheng's muzzle to move away, but his tone was still indifferent: "There are only three things, do you understand?"

"Understood, Captain!" Zhi Hongjun saluted like a child's play, "Remember."

"Prepare immediately!" Baicheng raised his wrist, "The time is right, we will act tonight! Everyone prepare according to the plan in advance, check the equipment and weapons, hurry up!"

There were trivial and slight sounds of action in the room, and everyone tried to forget the scene just now. Discord between soldiers and generals is a taboo on the battlefield, especially this kind of mission to go deep into the enemy's territory.

"Come out." Baicheng said to Zhi Hongjun, and the two went out one after the other, looking for a hidden place at the corner of the stairs.

Knowing that the Red Army was going to take out a cigarette as soon as it stood firm, the defeated eyes stared at it, and put it down resentfully.After a while, Zhihong Jun said: "Is there something wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhi Hongjun said indifferently: "Don't you understand what it means?"

Bai Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "If I have offended you, I apologize to you!"

"You didn't offend me, you offended my ancestors!"

Baicheng was stunned, and almost blurted out the sentence "it's not about Zhile", but after seeing the thoughtful look in Zhihongjun's eyes, he swallowed the words back: "I don't understand what you mean, if you are right If I am dissatisfied, I can withdraw from this operation."

"and then?"

"Then, you can go back with Zhile."

"Take Zhile back, I'm afraid Zhile will spy on me along the way?" Zhihong Jun said angrily, "Are you afraid that I will escape, or that I will inform you?"

"You won't tell the truth, but if you run away again this time, it will only make your situation more and more difficult!" Baicheng said unceremoniously, "Yes, you have been wronged, but you have been wronged for so many years. Your fugitive life is also related to your personality! If you weren't so stupid and impulsive at the time, things wouldn't be where they are today!"

"Are you mistaken? I'm the victim!"

"Zhile is the victim!"

This roar caused a small echo, Baicheng held back his excitement, took a deep breath, and said: "I don't want to say any more, you can figure it out yourself!"

After Baicheng walked back a few steps, Zhihongjun's faint voice suddenly sounded behind him: "What about you? What did you give Zhile? Which way did you point Zhile?"

The defeated city paused, and then almost fled in despair.