Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

The picture was so beautiful that Tan Zhenhua couldn't imagine it anymore. He shivered involuntarily and quickly changed the subject.

Moreover, at this moment is a great opportunity for him to show off his knowledge.

"This laughing gas, or nitrous oxide, is actually very simple in its preparation method. It can be obtained by heating ammonium nitrate to a certain temperature. Ammonium nitrate can be found in most fertilizer plants. Growing chemical fertilizers is not a controlled material at all. However, this chemical fertilizer is managed by the planning department. If you want to get it, you need to go through the road."

Speaking of this, everyone suddenly realized. Xie Guangfeng said admiringly: "Zhenhua, it's really hard for you. How did you come up with such a crooked idea and such profound knowledge? It's amazing!"

Tan Zhenhua curled his lips: "What's this? Any high school chemistry textbook can be found in any high school chemistry textbook, what kind of advanced knowledge."

As soon as this statement came out, the other three people in the room were immediately embarrassed. You look at me and I look at you, and a thought flashes through my heart: knowing that you are a schoolmaster, in your eyes we are all scumbags, but in public like this , Really good?

Tan Zhenhua also regretted that he had accidentally ridiculed the group. The few sitting in the room, Zheng Xiangqing went to repair the earth after graduating from junior high school, and did not go to high school at all; Xie Guangfeng was born as a soldier in the early days of the founding of the People’s Republic of China. It's boring; this Xie Li went to high school, but he was in a certain age when he was studying, and he didn't really learn anything.

So, he quickly turned off the topic to make up.

The topic was ready, and he asked the third question: "Brother Li, that Huang Zongxin, is he still alive?"

Hearing Tan Zhenhua’s question, Xie Li also took the opportunity to get rid of the embarrassment, and replied in a stern face: "Hey, you say he? Not only is he alive, he is alive and kicking. Don’t look at the last time he was beaten badly, it was all skin injuries, just recuperating. Okay, but there are a lot of scars on the body, even on the face.

But he was called a blessing in disguise. It turned out that he was too delicate like that. After a scar on his face, he became more masculine, and he chased a group of little girls. Now our troops collect taxes in the villages below, and basically send him to lead the team. And I don't know if it was because of the bad luck that he was beaten last time, and all his bad luck was leaked. This kid has been on the battlefield so many times recently, and he hasn't even scratched his oily skin. "

When talking about injuries, Xie Guangfeng's expression changed. He quickly asked: "Xiaoli, I forgot to ask you just now. Have you ever been injured?"

Xie Li replied nonchalantly: "How could it not be, but fortunately, it was left over a few years ago, most of which were minor injuries and no major incidents. Dad, don't you think I am sitting here all the time? And I am now the leader of the group, and if I go out and hug it, it’s safer. Don’t worry.”

Having said that, Lao Xie's worry is that everyone can see it, but he also knows it. Since the son chose this path, there is no alternative. Old Xie himself was also a person who had passed through the dead mountain and blood. He was calm after hearing the words. He just said, "Be careful. Before you do any adventure, think about your children."

This was the advice of the elders, and of course Xie Li nodded in response.

Tan Zhenhua smiled slightly and said, "In that case, let me ask the last and most important question. Your leader, Master Bao Qixia, Master Bao, and you people, what are you fighting for now?"

"What do you mean?" Xie Li asked in astonishment.

"The meaning is very simple, just ask your team, do you want to just continue to be a grass-to-head king who is waiting to die, or do you want to do a vigorous event."

"This……"

Xie Li suddenly fell into hesitation.

This question is really difficult to answer.

When Xie Li and his brothers and sisters sneaked to Burma Yu, the fuse of course was that they couldn’t understand the actions of individual leaders at the top of the farm. At the same time, they felt that their future was slim and the reasons for the trouble were also. I have to admit that the vigorous worldwide movement in the 1960s and 1970s ignited their ideal fire of devotion to faith, and Che Guevara's deeds illuminate their path forward.

However, the reality of Burmese jade is so cruel.

The corruption and incompetence of the upper class of the Burmese Communist Party, the appearance and intrigue of the armed forces of the middle and lower classes, the armed forces of the entire Burmese jade resistance movement are inevitably gradually sliding into the abyss of warlords.

Their current fighting is not so much for faith as for survival.

However, is this what he Xie Li, Bao Yan, and those brothers and sisters who are still alive who have resolutely abandoned everything and went to Burma jade want? Was it what Bao Qixia wanted when he rose up?

If it's just for survival, why should they still fight with others with guns in the mountains and forests? Now when they return to China, they may be able to open the Internet. Then they will be able to live a stable and safe life that is not wealthy, without fear, waking up in the middle of the night, and without facing the environment of rain, bullets, gunfire, and sacrifice at any time.

So why are they continuing their fight?

At this moment, Xie Li finally remembered to re-examine his heart.

He found that there, in the deepest part of his soul, there was still a flame. Although it was weak and dim, it was still burning unyieldingly!

He clenched his fist, his hesitant expression renewed: "I, my love, and my comrades in arms, of course, including Master Bao, we are all steadfast fighters, and we will never turn our backs on because of temporary difficulties or interests. Ideal! I swear!"

Hearing Xie Li’s solemn answer, Tan Zhenhua also rarely condensed his usual hippie smile, and answered with a serious expression: “Okay, Brother Li, I believe in you and your vows. Now, let me talk about my plan. ."

Hearing Tan Zhenhua wanting to talk about the plan, everyone in the house stood up solemnly. Zheng Xiangqing suddenly recalled that every time he heard Tan Zhenhua’s plan or plan, the feeling that his brain was crashing would tremble with care. Now the Xie family and his sons are going to do it soon. Realized it.

And today, it can be said that it has nothing to do with him, he actually had a kind of schadenfreude to watch other people's jokes.

Sure enough, Tan Zhenhua said something astonishing: "I said you were entangled with a drug lord? Why don't you kill the carbine and deal with the old guys of the Communist Party of Myanmar who have not succeeded or failed?"

Xie Li never thought that Tan Zhenhua’s plan was so solemnly like this. He couldn’t help being shocked when he heard that. Blurted out:

"What are you talking about?"