May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

"Do you remember Meng Fan's death?"

Su Jiang was startled, the tea cup in his hand almost broke. He remembered Meng Fan's death too clearly. The Battle of Southern Xinjiang was about to end, but Meng Fan died in the last battle.

Which battle, with Meng Fan's skill, ability, status, and military rank, would never die. But sometimes fate is so impermanent, in a desperate situation, no one is rescued...

Meng Fan finished the last bullet and died with the enemy.

As the supreme commander of this battle, he assumed the greatest responsibility and pressure, and because of this he had to agree to transfer Xu Qigang to the Northern Military Region. Because of this, his eldest brother-in-law never straightened his waist in front of his sister-in-law.

"I know, you say, keep talking." Su Jiang sat down, trying to calm down his brain quickly.

"Do you feel that what Xu Qigang is facing now is astonishingly similar to Meng Fan back then? Thousands of miles rescue... lonely troops go deep..."

There is no need for the Chief of Staff to say the last words, Su Jiang already knows.

"You really shouldn't say this." Su Jiang calmed down quickly, and even the anger before his face disappeared. He spoke earnestly, patted the chief of staff on the shoulder and said: "We must believe in the party and the country, and we must believe in ourselves. Military personnel regard obedience to military orders as their bounden duty, and accidents do not exist."

The chief of staff laughed loudly, "Yes! We are old now, so there is nothing to worry about. By the way, I heard that the living king is getting married. Didn't you invite you the old chief?"

"No..." Su Jiang touched his chin embarrassedly. "Even if I don't have time to go, this **** should at least make a call and say something?"

"Come on! Just you? Dare to call you when you get married? It is estimated that the entire army will not invite you to the Soviet commander." The chief of staff was very disgraced.

"Okay, let's not talk about it... Let's go out for a walk, let the gangsters be more vigilant. Maybe the Northern Military Region can't complete the task, we can easily."

"Hahaha... makes sense."

Shixi Township

Sheng Ning and Xu Qigang had breakfast and returned to their parents' home with big bags. Before entering the village, they saw a person lying on the tree at the entrance of the village.

Xu Qigang picked a stone from the ground and threw it over. Don't look at it as a small stone, but because of its great strength and high speed, the stone even makes a rapid wind breaking sound when flying in the air.

Qin Yue, who was sleeping on the tree trunk, didn't open his eyes, and jumped directly from the five or six-meter-high tree with a rotation of his body. When he landed and rotated, he easily removed the impact and stood up very chicly.

Sheng Ning was stunned. This is the strength of the Southern Military Commander? Sure enough... it's not the same to be called the king of soldiers among so many elites in the army.

"It's cold, why are you hiding in the tree?" Xu Qigang said angrily, "There are no military flowers here."

The little hooligan hooked up with the military flower. For so many years, it has been a legend in the Southern Military Region, and no one can compare it. The key is...everyone can be subdued by his governance.

"I don't like military flowers lately..." Qin Yue said arrogantly: "I saw Shangcun recently..." Before he could speak, he was kicked by Xu Qigang and took the words back in time.

"Shut up if you don't want to die miserably." Xu Qigang walked in front and glared at him.

When Qin Yue saw that Shengning was still behind, he raised a charming smile, "Morning! Happy newlywed sister-in-law."