May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

Although the old man retired, he never kept the real core important things. Sometimes he can't make up his mind and even ask a few old men.

"Yeah!" The old man nodded, his expression a bit solemn.

"In fact, this mission is far more dangerous than all of us imagined." Meng Xingzhi's eyes were grim, and he continued: "After a comprehensive assessment of our combat command and staff, the success of this mission cannot be guaranteed. But. At least one-third of the one hundred and thirty-nine people sent will not come back."

"Why send so many people?" The old man was very unhappy. "The previous two times were teams of ten and twenty people. Why are there such people this time?"

"There is no way, in order to ensure the success rate. The above has issued an order to succeed anyway, so this time it is still a failure, we can hardly send people away."

"You are right!" The old man nodded, let alone sacrifice one third. Even if all one hundred and thirty-nine people were sacrificed, the task must be carried out.

This is like a mountain of military orders. It is the duty of soldiers to obey the military orders. If you are afraid of death, then be a fart soldier? So many people died on the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang. The last thing the PLA is not afraid of is sacrifice, as long as the sacrifice is worthwhile, it can go forward and be fearless.

"Let's talk! How can I help you?" The old man agreed simply.

"This task was assigned to the One and Two Ninth Divisions. We did a condolences activity for the soldiers to practice. So I would like to invite you and some old comrades-in-arms to go to class for everyone. Reminiscence and sweetness The classic battle that I participated in that year encouraged the soldiers."

"Okay, I promised!" The old man turned his head and asked: "Who are participating in the mission this time? Did my grandson-in-law also participate?"

Meng Xingzhi shook his head, "I want Xu Qigang to participate, but who would be willing to do it?" They were the king of soldiers from the Northern Military District who had finally taken it back from the Southern Military District. The youngest and most promising officer who has been baptized by war. Whoever sends him to the Soviet Union at this time is ill-intentioned. It is to sing against their Northern Military Region and intentionally harm them.

Xu Qigang's life is far more important than he thought.

"He himself made many applications, all of which were approved by Shen Feihu. The military region also received his application and was returned to the 39th Division by me."

"That's good!" The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that his thinking was wrong and there was a problem. Afraid of causing dissatisfaction from the son-in-law, he hurriedly explained: "Don't think too much about it. I just don't want Xu Qigang to go because Ningning is getting married. As for how you assign me later, I don't have any opinion, let alone believe in his strength. ."

"Dad, you think too much, my opinion is the same as you." Xu Qigang's body was returned by Xu Qigang from the rain of bullets. The friendship between the Meng family and Xu Qigang is far better than outsiders thought.

"Then I'll go back first. You can rest more. I will climb the car to pick you up."

"Okay! I will also be pulling Lao Hai."

"Thank you Dad!"

"You are polite, you stinky boy is too polite." The old man laughed. After Meng Xingzhi left, his face changed immediately and looked at Su Hai and asked: "Xiaohai, how did you say I just behaved? In this case, Meng Xingzhi shouldn't divorce Su Yun, right?"

"Flatching! Dad, you were too flattering just now, I look so nauseous!" Su Hai expressed contempt.

"Smelly boy looking for a fight!"

So the scene of beating his son was staged again.