The next morning, Han Jiangxue, who was obviously a little insomniac, got up and dressed up after only four or five hours of sleep.
I also chose a snow-white dress as beautiful as a princess.
She wants to be in her best condition to send her brother, who although a bit naughty, will definitely make her proud in the future.
Brother Zhang was also motivated by Mr. Han. He got up early to clean up and wore a custom suit that Xuebao had prepared long ago.
Ironed, neat, sharp edges, very handsome...
Several special military vehicles had stopped outside the Han family's villa. Marshal Beimang was very considerate and personally came to pick up this new recruit who was about to enter Beimang.
Originally, according to grandma's schedule, I should get up at this moment.
But Han Dong waited outside the door for a long time and didn't hear any movement from Mrs. Han. He sighed, went straight downstairs, and walked out of Han's house.
He guessed that the old lady didn't like the sadness of parting, so she simply disappeared.
"Sister, brother-in-law."
Han Dong, who was wearing a straight military uniform, stood like a javelin and saluted the couple very ably.
"Very energetic." Brother Zhang said seriously.
"Sister, I'll give it to you." Han Jiangxue, who was dressed in a bright outfit, stepped forward, straightened Han Dong's collar herself, and patted her brother on the shoulder. "You're so handsome."
"That is, regardless of whose brother I am." Han Dong grinned, with a sad look in his eyes.
After I left, the Han family, which was already declining in population, became even more deserted...
"Poor talk." Han Jiangxue rolled his eyes at his younger brother, pushed him and said, "Let's go, the people in Beimang have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Yeah." Han Dong nodded, and the three of them went out together.
After giving a symbolic salute to Long Fei, the group took two cars in batches and headed to the airport.
In the villa, in front of Mrs. Han’s bedroom window.
The little old lady's face was complex and heavy. Her precious little grandson was about to follow her old path, or in other words, his brother-in-law's old path.
This is a good thing and something to be proud of.
But when this day came, the little old lady felt panicked.
Any old person will feel uncomfortable when they come and travel far away.
"You brat, don't embarrass your grandma." Mrs. Han threw a cigarette into her mouth coolly and lit it.
"Don't embarrass your brother-in-law."
…
The special military vehicle took a special passage and went straight to Marshal Beimang's special plane.
Nowadays, it is a private jet exclusively owned by Long Fei.
After the group got off the bus, Beimang Elite loaded their luggage onto the plane, while Long Fei briefly appeased the two worried family members, Brother Zhang and Xuebao, before boarding the special plane.
"I'll give you five minutes to say goodbye." Before leaving, Long Fei left a few words without saying too much kindness.
When they arrived in Beimang, there was no friendship left, at least Long Fei wouldn't really give Han Dong special privileges.
This kid probably doesn't need it either.
His military school results, Long Fei checked, are very strong, and his comprehensive qualities in all aspects are among the best.
I believe it will be easy to pass Beimang's recruit camp assessment.
But whether he can become famous in Beimang depends on his own strength.
"Sister, brother-in-law." Han Dong straightened his back and said forcefully. "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you!"
"Sister, I have never doubted your ability." Han Jiangxue's red lips were slightly opened, and her eyes were slightly red.
After saying goodbye, I don’t know when we will see each other again.
Mr. Han couldn't help himself and choked up.
"Brother-in-law, you have to salute me next time we meet." Han Dong grinned. "You have to call me sir!"
Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly: "It depends on your performance."
"Go back, I'm leaving!"
Han Dong saluted, turned around gracefully, and strode towards Beimang's special plane.
Maybe the airport is too empty and the wind is too strong.
There was sand in Han Dong's eyes, which made him feel a little sad.
He took a deep breath and boarded the plane.
When he turned back, his sister and brother-in-law were still standing there staring at him, refusing to leave.
Han Dong's throat was choked with sobs, and a sadness surged into his heart.
In all his life, he has never left Binhai except for traveling.
This time, he will be away from home, and may not be able to return to Binhai for three to five years.
This was the first time he tasted this taste.
But there is one thing to say, it’s hard to deny…
The plane made a loud roar, and just when Han Dong was about to fasten his seat belt and wait for takeoff, all Beimang elites, including the crew members, stood up in the aisle of the special plane and faced the direction of his sister and brother-in-law.
"salute!"
Everyone raised their hands vigorously and saluted.
His expression was solemn and solemn, and his eyes were steady and sharp.
Even Beimang Marshal Long Fei was among them...
"this…"
It doesn’t mean standing or sitting.
I don’t even know who these Beimang legends are saluting, and they actually engage in such a big battle.
"General Long, what are you..." Han Dong swallowed and looked out the window. Wasn't it just his sister and brother-in-law?
There is no third person...
After Long Fei saluted and paid attention, he slowly sat down next to Han Dong and said calmly: "Although it sounds a bit secondary, at a certain moment, you will definitely not be able to help but look at your alma mater.
Salute in the same direction, as if performing some kind of ritual."
Han Dong was startled and asked suspiciously: "General Long, are you also a graduate of Binhai Academy?"
"I'm not as educated as you." Long Fei wrote lightly. "I joined the army before I graduated from high school."
"Then you just..." Han Dong paused and suddenly realized. "Were you saluting in the direction of General Zhang's tombstone?"
Long Fei glanced at Han Dong lightly and said, "I am saluting General Zhang."
When Han Dong heard this, his blood suddenly boiled all over his body.
A burst of heat seemed to rush out of Tianling Gai.
He stiffened up and looked at Marshal Long Fei in disbelief: "Are you saluting General Zhang?"
