As the sun set, Yang Rong stood in front of the window of the military region office, leaning on the window sill with his hands and looking out.
No one in the office has discussed the military situation for a long time. Now everyone knows what Mengmao will face next.
But in the whole room, Yang Rong seemed to be the only one who wasn't worried.
"Boss!"
At this moment, a man in military uniform rushed over from outside the door. Although he was in a hurry, his breath was steady and his feet were windy. He walked along the open door of the office to Yang Rong, opened his mouth and said: "It's all done. "
The next second, Yang Rong turned around.
He said with great ease: "Everyone, it's time."
"It's time to use your lives!"
Yang Rong was very relaxed, not like he was giving orders at all, but looking at everyone as if he was watching a joke.
"Among you, some were promoted by Lao Qiao, some were promoted by me, and some were promoted by Lao Xu, but no matter how you say it, you can't reach the level of 'Meng Neng'."
"Now that your wives, children, parents, and relatives are all behind us, we should all keep it in mind as to what we will face once we lose Meng Kao."
"I demand that you stick to your guns!"
"As long as the Burmese army dares to enter Mengmao, you will have to fight for my life!"
"We have to show our bloodshed and let the powerful people see that there are still people who are paying for them!"
There was silence in the office.
There was neither the excitement of the crowd after the impassioned speech nor the common hatred behind the speech. There was only the worry that soldiers did not dare to show easily when facing the unknown.
This is human being, this is the truest appearance of a person when facing life and death.
It is impossible for these Meng Neng soldiers to risk their lives, but they can't fight cowardly even in military uniforms. Now they can stand here safely. This is the result of Dahei and the others' enhanced training. They have not become a piece of scattered sand and are running for their lives. , even the greatest progress.
But all this seemed to be in Yang Rong's eyes, but he didn't say it clearly.
At that moment, Yang Rong finished speaking and looked down at the sand table in front of him. In this silence where he did not vow to fight to the death with the Burmese army, he felt that it was quite normal, at least, it was true.
At this time, in Yang Rong's eyes, only the 'Mengmao' that had been stared at was left, the 'Mengmao' in the sand table.
…
Xiao Mengla.
In the small courtyard, Mr. and Mrs. Lin Minxian sat side by side under the sunset, listening to the sound coming from the TV in the house.
Neither of them went in to take a look, but they pricked up their ears and listened carefully in the courtyard.
It wasn't until Lin Minxian heard that the Burmese army was fighting outside the Mengmao Plain that he said inexplicably: "This person named Xu..."
He felt that he had lost face. Suddenly, he was being treated like dough by the Burmese army. Instead, he became his defeated general. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Somebody come!"
Ade shouted outside.
A team of red berets appeared at the door of the courtyard. Ade looked at his father's face and said slowly: "From today on, you will be guarding the outside of the courtyard to protect the safety of the old man."
"yes!"
After answering, the group of soldiers retreated.
Lin Minxian understood immediately and shouted quickly: "Ade!"
"no!"
Ade didn't even listen to what his father said and just rejected it.
After finishing speaking, he stood up from the bench in the courtyard and walked into the house. He picked up the phone and directly took off the phone cord. When he walked out with the phone, he threw it out of the courtyard wall.
Just like that, he even snatched the phone away from his father.
"Ade!"
Ade didn't answer any questions at all. He picked up the teapot on the small bamboo table in the courtyard and poured tea while saying: "Whatever you want to eat or use, feel free to say hello. We don't have any here. I'll fly it to you."
"Ade..."
"Also, don't see my sister these days. She is busy."
"I'm fucking talking to you..."
"By the way, if you are bored, have you seen the man with the red beret at the door? If you need anything, you can go to him, from Europe, South America..."
"I'm your fucking dad!"
Ade calmly raised his head and looked at Lin Minxian: "I can call any cook for you." Then he finished what he just said.
Lin Minxian was so angry that he completely stopped talking.
"My hands are itchy!"
"Okay, I'll go to the casino later and ask someone to move a gaming table. I'll make sure you have a good time."
"You did it on purpose, right? I mean, I wanted to get a gun!"
In front of Lin Minxian, Ade said: "The signal here is not good. Dad, if you have anything to do, send a text message. Oh, I won't tell you anymore." After the words fell, he raised his butt and left. .
Lin Minxian opened his palms, shook his hands angrily, and cursed: "Then you should have left me a fucking mobile phone!"
But Ade gave instructions at the door: "Tell everyone to go to the conference room for a meeting, and have the military region fully prepared and ready to depart at any time. Those who cannot arrive at the conference room within thirty minutes will be dismissed from their posts on the spot, and those who cannot depart within an hour will , no matter whose subordinates, which company cannot leave and shoot the company commander, and which regiment cannot move and shoot the regiment commander!"
"yes!"
Ade shouldn't have given the order here, he should have gone back to the car, but it was a kind of respect that he could appease his father's heart that he couldn't go to the battlefield here.
When Lin Minxian heard the sound of the car engine outside the hospital, he sat on the chair and stretched his legs in a daze, and stretched his pants with his hands.
At this second, he actually hoped that his son would be defeated. After all, only in this way could he, an old guy, have the opportunity to experience the bloody storm on the battlefield again.
But, how is this possible?
If Lin Minxian didn't feel that his son Ade had become better than his master, how could he willingly give up power?
In the end, I had no choice but to hum Peking Opera in the courtyard.
"First enter Xianyang and become the king; then enter Xianyang to support and protect the imperial court!"
This is an excerpt from the Peking Opera "Xiao He Chasing Han Xin Under the Moon", but what Lin Minxian sang was not Xianyang, but Meng Neng.
He knew why his son left in a hurry, because during this period everyone would focus on the battlefield between the Wa State and the Burmese Army, and Bangkang's defense awareness was the weakest.
At this time, as long as the Burmese army defeats Meng Mao, they will go south to besiege Meng Neng. If the Eastern Shan State defeats Bangkang, they will also move north.
Ade no longer had time to think about how to drive the Meng Neng army to Meng Qian to guard the border for them. At this juncture, he had to race against time, so he would rather send someone to trap his father in this small courtyard. I don’t want the Supreme Emperor to pop up and cause trouble again.
He wants to use this to tell everyone in the world that the next era has nothing to do with you old guys!
"dad!"
"Dad!" Lin Manmiao's voice came from outside the door. It was obvious that she was blocked outside.
Lin Minxian changed his tone, and the Peking Opera singing style immediately changed, and he sang at the door: "Your father is not your biological father, and grandma is not your biological grandma..."
He sang "Red Lantern" again.
Lin Manmiao stood at the door, looked at the soldiers, and asked, "What's going on inside?"
The red beret replied with a wicked smile: "It's okay, the old man is just going crazy from the pain."
Still... just? (End of chapter)
