The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"Ahem! Let me first state that I had no knowledge of this matter beforehand!" Meng Lang explained awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter if you know, it's human nature! But you are worthy of being a hero in Guanzhong, your cards are big enough, you are going to audition!

Come and take a look, let Auntie arrange which one you like! " Yan Weiwei teased.

Meng Lang rolled his eyes helplessly. "When people are in the world, they can't help themselves. In fact, my outlook on mate selection is the same as my three outlooks. They are very simple."

"What is your view on mate selection?"

"I would like to win the heart of one person, so that I don't have to be blind all the time."

"puff!"

Everyone laughed again.

"Xiaohui, why is there a car parked at the door? Is Xiaolang back?"

At this time, the sound of Lao Meng coming back from get off work was suddenly heard outside the door, and then the sound of his mother hurried out.

"That's the car Xiaolang and the others rented... I asked you why you're covered in mud again. Go and wash it off quickly. There's a guest at home!"

"What guest?"

Then their voices dropped...

…

The dinner that day was as sumptuous as ever.

But Lao Meng's mind was not on the food at all. He sat upright with a serious and cute look on his face.

It wasn't until Yang Hui kicked his foot under the table that he realized that he, the "head of the family," should take the lead in speaking.

"Oh! Cough! Oops! This house hasn't been so lively for a long time. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!

Our little Lang is usually taken care of by you. This time we must play at home for a few more days. Let us do our best as landlords and express our gratitude!

Don't be polite, you guys just treat this place as your home. Xiaohui, please tidy up Qingqing's room and guest room upstairs in a while.

Don't be offended by the simplicity of living here in the countryside. "

"How could that be? Besides, Meng Lang usually takes care of us more and helps us a lot. This time, we should be the ones saying thank you when he comes here." Lin Haitang said with a smile.

"Well! I came here to bother you this time. I left in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare gifts properly. I'm sorry that we are the ones to blame." Yan Weiwei echoed in a way to save Meng Lang's face.

he? Take care of you more?

This brat can't even take care of himself...

Lao Meng naturally regarded these words as polite remarks.

"Well! It's not easy for you young people to work hard outside. You should take care of each other more.

Although this brat in our family doesn't usually worry much, the character of our Lao Meng family can definitely be assured! "

"Okay, okay, don't be polite, come on, let's eat first." Yang Hui smiled and greeted everyone to start eating.

"Yes! Eat! I'm so happy today, Xiaohui, go get a bottle of wine. You must have two glasses in the evening!"

"Here, drink this. Weiwei brought it specially for you." Yang Hui smiled and handed over a bottle of wine.

Lao Meng saw that it was Maotai.

"Child, just come here and don't bring anything else. It's not easy for young people to make money, so don't spend money randomly."

But when he looked at the year of manufacture on the wine bottle, his eyes widened immediately, and his hand shook and he almost dropped the wine.

"Xiaoyu, eat a piece of fish. The child needs to supplement his nutrition as he grows."

Yang Hui didn't notice the strange expression on Lao Meng's face, and put vegetables into Xiaoyu's bowl next to him with a smile.

"Yeah! Auntie, it's delicious! You can eat it too."

Xiaoyu ate the fish and put vegetables in Yang Hui's bowl, smiling sweetly.

That smile almost made Yang Huixin cute.

"Xiaoyu is really sensible, come on! Eat more! Eat more meat."

"Mom, be more restrained, the bowl is almost full!"

Yang Hui liked it more and more.

"I don't know what happened, but Auntie felt a connection with Xiao Yu when she first saw her. She always felt like she had seen her before somewhere."

Meng Lang was speechless.

With this said, it’s almost time to catch up with the “family search drama” on TV...

This is what is called, if a parent wants a grandchild, he or she can only find out if the child is taken care of for a long time?

"Alas! Auntie's biggest regret in this life is that she could not raise a girl as well-behaved and sensible as you." Yang Hui said with emotion.

Lao Meng carefully poured a small glass of wine into his glass, while Meng Lang calmly stuffed a piece of steamed pork ribs into his mouth.

Due to some practical reasons, the whole family automatically ignored the fact that Meng Qingqing was a girl...

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone let go of their restraints.

In addition to household chores, there are all kinds of insinuations from parents.

"Haitang, what do you do? A lawyer? A good lawyer! But I heard from Xiaolang that the city is very chaotic, so you have to pay attention to safety..."

"What does Weiwei's family do? Open a martial arts gym? That's a big deal..."

"You don't know that Xiaolang was a doormat when he was a child. His sister smashed a bird's egg on his head and he had to come back crying to complain..."

"Really? Haha..."

It was Yang Hui and Lao Meng who made fun of Meng Lang's childhood from time to time, which made Meng Lang extremely embarrassed.

After having enough wine and food, Yang Hui got up and cleaned up the mess.

Lin Haitang and Yan Weiwei naturally helped together. Even Xiao Yu was not idle, and started to help clear the dishes, wipe the table and wash the dishes with a very skillful look. Yang Hui was stunned for a while.

Looking at the busy figures of everyone, Lao Meng looked slightly tipsy.

They are all good girls...

He glanced at his son who was sitting next to him eating peanuts.

"You brat, I really didn't realize that you still have this ability!"

"What's the point?"

"You're doing a good job keeping secrets? You didn't say anything before, but this time you just brought two of them back. I'm impressed by you."

Meng Lang glanced at Lao Meng and sighed helplessly.

"You think highly of me. If I were really capable, I wouldn't have brought two back this time..."

"Pretend!" Lao Meng rolled his eyes at him.

"Tell me honestly, what is your relationship? How far has it progressed? Don't worry, I will fully support you this time!"

"Ahem! Don't talk nonsense, we are just ordinary neighbors!"

Meng Lang was still a little shy when discussing his emotional issues in front of Lao Meng.

"Ordinary neighborly relationship?" Lao Meng looked strange.

Thinking of the phone call I received before, I hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Are you sure... it's just a neighborly relationship, not a relationship between a rich woman and another rich woman?"

rash:"……"

Damn it! Lao Zhang!

Who had sworn before that "I would not tell Lao Meng about this matter"? !

Old men are such gossips!

Seeing Meng Lang's "exposed" expression, Lao Meng was worried that Meng Lang wouldn't be able to save face, so he patted his shoulder with comfort.

"Don't worry, I won't tell your mother about this.

I also know that you are doing this for the sake of the fellow villagers at home and for the benefit of the village. It’s hard for you!

I was worried before that you would wrong yourself because of this, but when I saw these two girls today... I was relieved! "

Meng Lang was speechless.

You can rest assured.

How do you think I would wrong myself?

This benefits the village, and it’s my money that’s used!

The kind you earn standing up!

When a poor boy suddenly becomes rich, does that mean the money must come from "an ungodly source"?

sorrow! This is simply the tragedy of the times!

Looking at Lao Meng who looked "understanding and supportive", Meng Lang deeply realized the correctness of that sentence.

When a person is poor, he will not visit relatives; when he is rich, he will not return to his hometown...

He rolled his eyes.

"Dad, I thank you, but I don't believe a single punctuation mark when you said, 'I won't tell my mother about this'..."

"Well……"

…

"Da da da~"

The crisp sound of gunshots echoed in the small town in a foreign country.

A flurry of bullets swept past, and along with a burst of smoke and dust, several victims with Central Asian faces and ragged clothes screamed and fell down.

Puddles of bright red seeped into the soil, making the setting sun look like blood...

Looking at this scene in the telescope and listening to Ruoyouruowu's wanton laughter coming from the distance, Ning Shisan, who was lying in a pile of rocks wearing a desert camouflage jacket, had no change in his expression.

War and peace are sometimes just separated by a wall, but they are two worlds.

It is precisely because he has experienced such a cruel battlefield that Ning Shisan cherishes the peace he lives in even more...

Until several executioner thugs holding AKs abandoned these corpses and returned to the tallest building in the town they occupied.

Ning Shisan hid behind a boulder, then took out the drones in his backpack and let them fly one by one.

He pulled up a portable satellite dish on his backpack, then took out his tablet, watching the drone surveillance footage of the town becoming clearer and clearer.

The swarm drones first used high-altitude reconnaissance, which was extremely difficult to detect, to scan the entire town.

The screen on the tablet quickly changed, generating a high-definition image similar to a satellite map.

With the drone's exploration, the simulated image of the town was improved area by area, and finally a realistic real-time 3D terrain map was displayed in front of Ning Shisan.

Night gradually fell, and as the visibility decreased, the drone expert boldly lowered the altitude and continued to investigate closer. The map in Ning Shisan's hand gradually became more detailed.

"Hey! Be careful, don't get discovered!" Ning Shisan reminded him quickly as he looked at the scene getting closer and closer.

The number of rebels here is at least 100. If they are discovered, it may be difficult for them to escape.

[Please rest assured that according to the correlation dynamic curve between the brightness of the scene and the limit of human visual distance, our drone is still outside the observation range, and the probability of being discovered is less than 0.14%. 】

"Uh... by the way, are you an artificial voice, or a real GM?"

Ning Shisan was really curious and couldn't help but ask the questions in his heart.

In fact, although Zero's way of speaking is the same as that of a real person, there are some seemingly inconsistent feelings popping up from time to time in the choice of words and sentences.

At least the daily speech of human beings is not accurate to one ten thousandth...

[Sorry, you have insufficient permissions! 】

Ah! Here it is again...

【drop! The preliminary investigation is completed and the current intelligence is summarized as follows.

Most of the militants are concentrated in the red zone in the center of the town. Except for those indoors, the number of militants currently observed is about 120.

A total of 5 sentry posts have been observed, 3 open posts and 2 concealed posts, all of which have been marked on the map.

Since the control distance of the drone will be affected in urban terrain, it is recommended to approach the target within 3 kilometers for close reconnaissance. 】

A new prompt came from the panel.

At this time, on the map, dangerous areas where armed personnel are active have been circled with different levels of color.

All the detected armed personnel are also marked with human-shaped wireframes... and they are dynamically updated in real time...

It’s like a “Marauder’s Map”!

Ning Shisan clicked on the tablet and zoomed in on the two marked secret sentry positions, saying with some surprise.

"Forget about those sentries, how did you discover these two hidden sentries on the rooftop?"

Even if it is a condescending investigation scene, if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find that there are two people hiding here.

"In 10 minutes, they each moved once and twice. Through simple comparison of before and after images, the slight difference in pixels is a huge flaw.

This principle is similar to how you play the 'find the fault' game. "

Ning Shisan: "..."

It’s so high-tech!

Ning Shisan, who has never seen the world, said that he has only seen such sci-fi battlefield investigation capabilities in movies...

Putting away the wonder in his heart, he saw that the armed men who had occupied the town had begun to light bonfires and turn on the lighting equipment.

Ning Shisan carefully planned the path in his mind, then packed up his equipment and entered the town from a damaged house.

The town has experienced many wars, and there are ruins everywhere. Now the population is depleted.

All the local residents who were able to flee have fled here, and the rest are old, weak, women and children who are unable to move, and most of them are controlled by armed elements.

Therefore, the entire town, except for the central area occupied by militants, is like a ghost.

After finding a hidden room on the second floor to hide, Ning Shisan entered "standby mode".

The drones also gained new space for activities and began to enter "street fighting mode."

Although there is no military night vision function, for Zero, who has built a three-dimensional model of the entire town.

Even the night is like day...

…

At this time, in the center of the town, beside a huge bonfire, dozens of armed men were roasting the stolen lamb legs and laughing loudly.

"Buzz~" There was a buzz like a bee in the air.

An armed officer on patrol turned his head, but the black shadow behind him had already disappeared and penetrated into a broken window nearby.

In a small building in the center of town.

"Send the video of the execution just now to the TV station and on the Internet. I want the whole world to know that the jihad of our 'Permafrost' organization is still going on!"

The speaker was a bearded man wearing a turban, a sinister look on his face, and tattoos all over his body.

"Yes, boss!"

Another militant immediately started working on his laptop.

There are also some messy-looking electronic equipment and satellite signal receiving devices placed next to the computer.

The videos were quickly uploaded to the Internet one by one, or distributed to major media and TV stations. Everything was so familiar.

"Hahaha……"

The bearded man couldn't help laughing as he looked at the rising number of likes and the abuse that filled the screen.

Several onlookers could not help but raise their AKs, as if they were celebrating some great achievement.

However, they didn't notice anything.

Just outside the dark window overhead, an electronic eye is pointed right here...

[Low-class communication signals were found, and the invasion began...]