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562. Chapter 562 God's Layout

The old man raised his hand, bang, gave Tang Lin a chestnut, and cursed, "Every little brat knows how to come to me to eat ready-made food. How can I be so easy to bully?"

Tang Lin didn't even move, just like when he was beaten in the Zhongzhou City Government compound. So beating him was actually a very boring thing, because the perpetrator couldn't feel any pleasure of violence. Beating him, even

It will hurt your hands.

"I know there is no such thing as a free lunch. If you have any conditions, just say it. Don't beat around the bush. Can we all have a good time?" Tang Lin pressed forward step by step, but the old man calmly sat back on the bedside.

, took out another giant panda, exactly the same as the one Tang Lin usually smoked.

Then he took out the oldest flint lighter and lit it. Tang Lin just looked at it. He would never come up to ask for trouble when the old man could do something by himself. The old man walked with a hand, and the old man took a cigarette to light it.

, other leaders like this kind of thing, but the old man hates it very much.

Because he has always refused to accept his old age, the more he is in front of young people like Tang Lin, the stronger he becomes. The old man is not without his shortcomings now, on the contrary, the shortcomings are very prominent and obvious.

Stubborn, arbitrary, irritable, and unreasonable.

But when he reaches his current position, these are no longer shortcomings, but a strong personality charm. You can even say that this kind of domineering and toughness is the most precious tradition and symbol of the hardliners of the Republic's army!

There is no perfect person in this world, even great people are not perfect. Great people sometimes just have outstanding expertise in a certain aspect. Tang Lin was anxiously waiting for the old man's answer, but the old man just smoked slowly and left Tang Lin aside.

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Tang Lin was very familiar with this situation. This kind of treatment has become a habitual usage of the old man. The first time was the vegetable greenhouse, the second time was the leek field, and now the single dormitory for students.

Day, just stand, that's what the old man likes. Before talking about getting down to business, you should watch him standing in a military posture, because this is the only thing about him that the old man likes.

But this time the old man told the truth, "TMD, when I was a child soldier, I was forced to stand in a military posture by Jiang Daya all day long. Son of a bitch, he couldn't even stand, so he wanted me to come. At that time, I had a big sword,

He's the best at everything from spears to shells to throwing grenades, so why should he punish me for standing in a military posture?"

Tang Lin felt so hateful, thinking, old man, that’s how it is, if others torture you, you torture me, okay, you’re a big talker, you’re awesome, I’ll put up with you again. Damn, you’re still here

If you don’t admit it, you, the old guy, must be the one behind my expulsion from the Falcons!

Are you using military orders to oppress me? It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Just wait, Huang Xingye. I would have been born a few decades later. Otherwise, hum, I would be your squad leader Jiang Daya, and I would punish you to stand in a military posture every day!

Tang Lin kept playing mental victory tricks in his mind, otherwise he was really afraid that he would not be able to resist punching him. Normally, this old man looked very kind and energetic. But today, there was an evil fire in his heart that had nowhere to go!

However, the old man's expression quickly dropped. Although there was always a trace of resentment when he talked about Jiang Daya just now, his face was filled with the glory of endless memories. In that era of heavy artillery fire, that country gun and sword fought against American tanks.

However, the glory of this memory did not last long, and was replaced by infinite guilt and uneasiness.

His old hands like dead branches began to tremble, and the giant panda in his hands almost dropped, "But this grandson was shot in the head in a sniper battle half a year later, and the blood flowed down his head, this grandson...

It was night, it was dark, and nothing could be seen except for the shooting sparks. He suddenly grinned and shouted to me, but he couldn't make a sound. By the time I reacted and hid in the trench... it was already too late.

It’s too late, but the last words of this grandson are still: Xiao Yezi, give me... practice your military posture..."

There were no tears on the old man's dry face. There were only vertical and horizontal ravines and scars left by unknown years on his face. He didn't care, he had no tears long ago. When he completely withdrew from the front line 20 years ago, he regarded himself as a

A dead man, a martyr.

Then he stubbornly moved to the foot of the mountain in Zhongzhou, accompanying his comrades who had already become martyrs. The old man's hands shook even more, and the cigarette finally fell to the ground.

He stopped talking. Silence, quiet silence, huge silence, just like the endless night sky and the boundless haze outside. Tang Lin stood in a military posture and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Yes, every step forward at that time would

Some comrades fell, and the soldiers who persisted did not know when they would fall, but they still persisted and moved forward, and then, there was the peace and prosperity of the country now.

But they never woke up. Only then did he understand the old man's big heart, and only then did he understand the reason why he could never catch up with the old man in his life.

The old man's mind is as big as the stars and the sea. The old man has always had the world in mind. The old man has never been his own, but has always belonged to this nation and country!

On the other hand, he is rough, stubborn, selfish, arrogant, unable to refuse the temptation of power or women. Who is he? Fortunately, he is still qualified to stand in front of the old man!

So he instinctively restrained his thoughts, concentrated on his work, raised his head and stood in a military posture, and suddenly became extra serious! The old man squinted his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Boy, remember the promise you made to me!"

Tang Lin gritted his teeth and said, "You are going to die. Every August 1st Army Day, I will go to your grave and stand in front of your grave for a whole day and night to show you the military posture, so that you, an old man, can see enough!"

The old man smiled with satisfaction, "Good boy, good boy. Now the times have changed, and people can no longer see real soldiers clearly. One day a few years ago, I suddenly felt that maybe let

Soldiers who take off their uniforms and stand in high positions will have a greater impact, because even if they take off their uniforms, soldiers are still the backbone of this country. So I chose you. I don’t know where you will go when you get on the train. I am looking forward to it in my heart.

, you were able to stop in Zhongzhou, and as a result, your little boy really stopped in Zhongzhou and got to know Doudou first, I am so happy!"

"Remember, you are not a test subject for my whims. You are a new trend and a new force that I want to bring to the Chinese officialdom. You are just the beginning, a beginning that I would risk my life to see alive."

Tang Lin instantly felt unbelievable and extremely heavy. Unexpectedly, he was given such an important and sacred mission, and he became the only effort and work of the old man who had lived in seclusion in Zhongzhou for 20 years and waited for death, because the old man ignored Huang Doudou.

, she was not even allowed to participate in formal military training!

Tang Lin was petrified in an instant. Can he really do it? Can a selfish person like him who can't even control his lower body really become the pioneer and path-breaker for the transition from military to civilian officialdom?

For the first time in his life, Tang Lin felt that he was overestimated, seriously overestimated!

"Baolu Tianxing", written by a friend, is wonderful, thrilling and exciting.


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