In fact, when he came to Binhai this time, Guo Huaigang received a task from his superiors to conduct a joint military exercise between the three services. The old man, who had not been away for a long time, was invited to observe. As a result, as soon as he arrived, he was amused by the remarks of two old comrades from the navy and air force who were also invited.
Mr. Guo didn't read much because of his anger, but the war songs of the past remained in his mind like a brand. He opened his mouth and sang them, making people's hearts beat.
"You sycophants, how dare you to fight? I, the good son of China, am the only one who defends the country and borders with my sword, so why not throw your head and shed blood? Anyone who offends the power of China will be punished no matter how far away..." sang by an old voice
The war song was loud, but after shouting the last sentence at the top of my lungs, I couldn't help but cough violently.
Xu Qing frowned and said in a low voice: "Does the old man deserve to get so angry over this little thing? We have all stepped back. It's time to put these things aside."
Guo Huaigang said in a low voice: "You don't know that this joint military exercise also invited several coastal countries to participate. Recently, these countries have been making frequent small moves at sea. According to the old man's temper, these exercises are meaningless to intimidate. The only way to do this is to make gongs and drums in person.
A good fight is the right way to go.”
Xu Qing curled his lips and said: "Consecrate this old warmonger." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Guo Changsheng's sullen voice sounded from inside the door: "Bad boy, who are you talking about as a warmonger? If you don't come in, I won't let you marry Xue Yatou.
you"
"Ahem..." Xu Qing coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment on his forehead. It seemed that he really couldn't do this to bury people behind his back, but the old man's ears were pretty good too.
He turned around and was about to walk into the room when he heard the male duck behind him say softly: "Where are you from? Can you give me your number?"
Xu Qing truly respected Mr. Guo, but he didn't want to see anyone else. The male duck's voice aroused the arrogance in his heart, and he said without looking back: "I don't have the serial number. I'll give you two kilograms of guava."
Do you want it?"
The guy just said something dumbly and walked into the room without looking back. Mr. Guo was sitting next to a mahogany root-carved coffee table and pouring tea into a purple clay cup with a smile.
"Good boy, come here for tea. By the way, how do you know that old guy's name is Guava?" The old man poured tea and ordered Xu Qing to sit down. The guy glanced at the complete set of purple sand on the coffee table and said with a smile: "Where am I?"
Who knows? His name is Guava, I just picked it up casually."
Xu Qing walked to the coffee table and moved a wide-backed chair to sit down. He put down the enamel cup in his hand and rolled his eyes: "Old man, did you intentionally use this thing as a grenade just now?"
The old man was displaying a set of purple sand and didn't use it, but he grabbed an old traditional enamel cup and smashed it over. It was obvious that he did it on purpose, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by Xu Qing.
Guo Changsheng said with a smile: "You brat, you are just beating around the bush and saying that I am playing conspiracy theories. I am throwing this thing away and taking advantage of it and smashing the throat of that old duck named Fang."
Xu Qing said with a smile: "Fortunately, your crosshair missed my face, otherwise I would have been in a hurry with you."
When Guo Changsheng saw that his prospective grandson-in-law was in a much better mood, he didn't bother to sing war songs to argue with his old comrades opposite him. He picked up a cup of tea and drank it down his neck. He said with a smile: "You've come at the right time, wait until the rain stops tomorrow."
Come with me to watch some bullshit exercise. Then there will be a bunch of ghosts and snake gods coming, and the old man will let you out and beat them hard."
In addition to displaying some high-tech weapons and tactics, this tri-service joint exercise will also conduct a friendly competition of multinational special forces. To put it bluntly, it is a competition of individual combat capabilities between countries. The military is a place that respects the strong.
It is true that advanced weapons and equipment can make people fearful, but strong individual combat capabilities can reflect the quality of the people. When it comes to deterrence, individual combat capabilities are sometimes even more powerful than weapons and equipment.
No matter which country's military is people-oriented, no matter how advanced the weapons and equipment are, they can't carry them around the world. But people are different. A powerful special forces can often change the entire battle situation. Anyone with a brain knows this. Let me ask.
If a special forces unit kills the personnel manipulating advanced weapons or directly kills the senior generals who influence the situation of the battle, there will be no suspense about who will win and who will lose.
Xu Qing has no interest in military exercises or anything like that. He is now thinking about returning to Jiangcheng after the rain stops to become his student. Mr. Guo's request can be ignored. He deliberately pinched a cup of tea and brought it to his mouth to taste it.
stand up
Seeing that this boy didn't express his position, Guo Changsheng was not happy. He lowered his face and said, "Is it a loss to ask you to be my bodyguard? Can you give me a happy word?"
Xu Qing drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, shook his head and said: "Old man, what age are we in? We don't want to play around with old men and rotten sesame seeds. I'd better go back to Jiangcheng and study hard with Xiaoxue so that we can make progress every day."
Guo Changsheng's eyes widened, and he cursed: "Bullshit, I think you are just playing chicken, don't go up, cough, cough, what... you bastard..." The old man was so quick that he forgot that the object of this boy's advances was his precious granddaughter.
, his face was so embarrassed that he could only cover it up with a few dry coughs.
"You kid, don't you believe it or not. I told Girl Xue to break up with you. I just said that you were messing around with girls outside behind Xue Girl's back. Not to mention that the Mongolian girl just now was very smart. Comrade Major General Xu" Guo Huaigang paced.
He walked over slowly and beat Xu Qing completely until he lost his temper with just one sentence.
Xu Qing finally realized that more than one person had set a trap for him, just waiting for him to bury his head in it. This matter is definitely related to Ren Bing, who has been being harassed since the plane landed.
The plan was done to get him to participate in some military exercise. To put it bluntly, he was a gold medal fighter, the kind who didn't get paid.
"I finally understand now. Are you guys working together to trick me?" Xu Qing weakly spread his hands and leaned on the seat. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in the corner of his mouth. Guo Huaigang stepped forward and took out a cigarette.
He made a golden ZIPPO sound and lit a cigarette for him, and conveniently placed the lighter on his calf.
"Limited edition pure gold, given to you. This is a gadget that old boy Barton used before. Is my uncle nice to you?" Guo Huaigang smiled like a fox who stole a chicken. He exchanged a gold lighter for a gold medal thug. This
No matter how you say it, it’s a good deal.
Xu Qing reached out and picked up the lighter, lit it with a ding-dong sound, and whispered: "Uncle, old man, you knew I would come earlier, right?" Although he had already guessed the result in his heart, he still insisted on confirming it.
The father and son of the Guo family looked at each other, nodded with a smile, and said in unison: "You kid has been betrayed a long time ago, accept your fate." Classmate Xiao Xu rolled his eyes, relaxed the corner of his mouth, and dropped the cigarette he had just taken a puff of.