Yuan Yazhu and the others looked at each other quietly, then both lowered their heads.

Only Pang Zhixue's face flashed with a hint of hesitation, but he quickly became firm, stood at attention with a "slap" and said loudly: "I'm sorry, General, the task was leaked after drinking, I requested to accept the punishment!"

After Pang Zhixue finished speaking loudly, Yuan Yazhu looked at her cousin beside her in shock. How can she admit this?

However, Yuan Yazhu quickly came to her senses and looked at the middle-aged general and shook her head repeatedly: "No, uncle. I accidentally heard it after I drank the cousin and got my cousin drunk. It's not about my cousin's business..."

However, before she finished speaking, the middle-aged general looked over calmly, and swallowed Yuan Yazhu's words behind him and stood there without any help.

After Yuan Yazhu was quiet, the middle-aged general snorted coldly and turned to look at Pang Zhixue: "You are still a bit of a manly responsibility. OK, not only is you leaking the mission information, but you are also drinking during the mission. OK, OK!"

The middle-aged general made two consecutive moves, making Yuan Yazhu next to him sweat all over his face.

"It seems that the environment of the capital troops is so good. You have actually cultivated this way. From tomorrow, you will go through the transfer procedures and transfer to the Chengdu Military Region. Go to the grassroots and take a good look at how they join the army." The middle-aged general said angrily.

Pang Zhixue stood attentively and saluted: "Yes!"

After the middle-aged general said Pang Zhixue, he looked at Yuan Yazhu coldly: "And you, you are in your twenties, and you still don't know the importance. I'll help you with this time, what about next time?"

"Do you have to wait until when will you get into big trouble? It's time to finish after taking a gun?"

"I will communicate well with your mother about this matter. I will not go out for a month and reflect at home."

Seeing that his uncle was really angry, Yuan Yazhu didn't dare to say anything more, so she could only whisper.

After the training of Yuan Yazhu, the middle-aged general looked a little more calm and looked at Xin Mengtong: "I will communicate with your father about this matter, and you should also reflect on it."

Xin Mengtong nodded with her lips and said, "Yes, Uncle Pang, I know. Then, this news photo?" As she said that, Xin Mengtong pointed to the camera on the desk.

The middle-aged general shook his head directly: "No, President Zhang personally ordered this mission to be absolutely confidential, so it is impossible to let this incident appear in any news reports. I will destroy the camera and photos in a uniform manner."

The middle-aged general spoke very straightforwardly, and his tone was also extremely firm, as if there was no room for negotiation.

Xin Mengtong pursed her lips, looked at the cold face of the middle-aged general, and begged: "Uncle Pang, can you help? I promise that I will never let it appear in any reports."

The middle-aged general's eyes narrowed, and his face immediately became cold.

The atmosphere in the study suddenly condensed, and Yuan Yazhu and Pang Zhixue next to him were both in his heart. He looked at the angry general with a slight fear in his eyes, and was filled with worry for Xin Mengtong.

The atmosphere condensed for a while, and sweat slowly dripped from Pang Zhixue and Yuan Yazhu's faces.

Xin Mengtong's face was not good-looking, and she was a little pale, obviously she was also afraid.

However, she gritted her teeth and looked at the middle-aged general with her eyes, not allowing any steps.

After a long time, the middle-aged general spoke coldly: "Give me a reason!"

Xin Mengtong did not speak immediately, but bit her lips and thought for a while, and then said firmly: "Because, I hope that in a hundred years, someone will know that on August 12, 2008, there was a Chinese boy of less than twenty who fought against the Japanese master at the age of young, defeated him to show his power in our country."

Xin Mengtong's voice was still small at first, but as she spoke, her voice gradually became louder and her tone gradually became high. In the end, Xin Mengtong's eyes seemed to turn red, and the scenes of yesterday's martial arts performance were reflected in front of her.

Fight against Japan, defeat the powerful enemy, and bring national prestige.

I don’t know who you are, I don’t know where you are, nor what your personality is. I only know that your surname is Zhang, and you are less than twenty. I once defeated the Japanese desperately yesterday, which is enough.

I hate your inexplicable arrogance, your rudeness to not be humble to women, and even your words can make people feel nauseous. However, I will still remember this day forever, remember how you looked when you lie on the ring and vomit blood, and remember the moment you fell into a coma after the war.

At that moment, I am proud of you. I am also proud of being a Chinese.

After Xin Mengtong said that, she gritted her teeth and stood there, her eyes were wet, but she did not cry, but just looked firmly at the middle-aged general opposite. She had never wanted to do something so firmly in her life.

The study is quiet, and the needles can be heard.

After a while, the middle-aged general finally spoke lightly: "Remember what you promised me!"

Xin Mengtong was stunned at first, then became surprised. Tears finally slid down from her eyes. She nodded repeatedly, and even ignored the tears at the corners of her eyes. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed the camera in her arms, and hugged her tightly.

Then the three of them left the study room with the general's instructions.

After walking out of the room that made the three of them very depressed, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and their whole bodies seemed to have become much more relaxed in an instant.

Yuan Yazhu wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue, then lowered her head, looked at Pang Zhixue embarrassedly: "Cousin, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect it to make you like this. Who knew that besides those superficial guards, there were also bodyguards from Zhongnanhai hidden in the dark, so..."

"However, Chengdu Military Region, I heard that it is the most difficult place to train besides the Marine Corps. My uncle is really willing to transfer you there!" As he said that, Yuan Yazhu stuck out his tongue in the study behind him.

In response, Pang Zhixue smiled: "Okay, it's not your business. My father has actually made arrangements for my transfer. The original plan was next year, but now it's just ahead of schedule. As a soldier, I always have to go to the grassroots level, which is also related to my future progress."

"Is this true?" Yuan Yazhu said half-believingly.

Pang Zhixue ignored her and turned to look at Xin Mengtong beside her: "Mengtong, since my dad said I'm going to leave tomorrow, I probably don't have time to say goodbye to you, so let's talk about it first."

"It's rare to come back and have fun. Also, if there is any eye-opening boy bullying me, call me and I'll be back immediately."

After saying that, Pang Zhixue paused, and then smiled and said, "Well, I will find a way to get back as soon as possible. See you then."

Xin Mengtong's face turned slightly red and she nodded: "Yeah..."

This response was almost weak and inaudible.

However, Pang Zhixue smiled happily, looking like a fool, and he was as serious and resolute as before in front of the middle-aged general...

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Chapter completed!