At the airport, He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing and other five members of the Red Blood Cell, who were fully armed, lined up to wait for the arrival of the leader.
They came early, mainly because they were too excited. This was their first mission abroad and participated in an international hunter competition. This was a huge honor. Even Chen Haonan, a young guy who was in full swing, was not qualified to participate.
"Brothers, you must work hard, get back a trophy, and come back to have a drink with Brother Haonan."
"Well said, this is our only chance to get back in the game. Alas, we have been ridiculed too many times."
"Let me ask first, is it because Brother Haonan is not old enough to participate? The only restriction on him is his age!"
"Probably so. It's not important. What's important is that this is our chance to surpass him. Brothers, let's do our best."
He Chenguang felt high-spirited. He was personally very grateful to Chen Haonan. If he had not solved the killer Wang Yadong, Lin Xiaoxiao would have jumped into the pit of fire. But gratitude and competition do not conflict.
For a person who is pursuing something, you always run behind him and you can never catch up with him. The other person is younger than you. This feeling is excruciating.
Everyone was in high spirits, waiting for the final inspection by the leaders, and at this moment, a car drove into the apron.
He Chenguang and others looked over, and were shocked to see that the person who came down was not the leader, but Chen Haonan and his female soldiers. The instructor was also there. The key was that these people were fully armed and seemed to be performing some mission like them.
This is definitely not a piece of equipment for training. If it was for training, why would you come to the airport?
He Chenguang greeted him from a distance: "Little brother, where are you going? Are you going to join the hunter school? I haven't heard about it."
The tone was a little doubtful and a little anxious.
With Chen Haonan's strength, he went. Needless to say, everyone looked at Zhu Bajie in the mirror again.
Fortunately, Chen Haonan shook his head: "No."
When He Chenguang breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Haonan said coldly: "We are going to the permanently frozen ice to participate in the death march of Zhukov's special training camp."
After saying this, everyone looked at the small figure in front of them, and everyone felt a burst of fear in their hearts.
Yes, not stunned, but terrified.
Wang Yanbing jumped up: "No, no, you are going to participate in the death march. I heard the instructor said in that concentration camp that you cannot participate. It is not a competition for humans, it is for ghosts. You... aren't you..."
Chen Haonan walked in front of everyone, glanced at everyone, like the leader of a military parade, and said: "That's right. Compared with your International Hunter School, you are just toddlers. However, there is nothing to be afraid of. Soldiers will not be afraid of these. Threat, as long as there is a strong opportunity, we will go, we will not participate in that kind of parenting event, it is not interesting at all.”
Parenting competition... He Chenguang and others looked at the little Chen Haonan. While they were so frightened, they felt an indescribable anxiety in their hearts. How should I put it, a little ashamed.
Indeed, they have all heard the relevant news and the introduction to the Death Journey. In comparison, it is not an exaggeration to say that the International Hunter School is a parenting event.
But damn, they talked so much that it’s so embarrassing now.
Especially He Chenguang, who was waiting to throw the trophy in front of Chen Haonan and show off for once, but now... He was very worried about his little brother's life. As a result, his brothers all drove Land Rover, and he felt like he was still wandering the streets in the countryside.
He Chenguang smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother, remember to come back alive."
Chen Haonan looked into his small eyes: "Why, can't you let me go?"
"No, no..." He Chenguang waved his hand, "I can't bear to leave the young ladies. If they don't come back, there will be another group of bachelors."
With that said, He Chenguang saluted Chen Haonan: "I am serious, solemn, and extremely sincere. I wish you and your team the best. You must come back alive. Brothers are waiting for a drink."
"Come back alive."
"Remember to give me a chance to be a dog!"
Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu also blessed Chen Haonan, for no other reason than that the death journey was so terrible, bringing despair, death, and purgatory on earth.
"Stand at attention, take a rest..."
General Manager Gao arrived, and after lining up everyone, he threw the red blood cells to He Zhijun for training, and he strode towards Chen Haonan's team.
After squatting down with his tall body, Mr. Gao carefully arranged Chen Haonan's military uniform. His expression was like a loving father arranging clothes for his son who was traveling far away. There was reluctance and worry in his eyes, but also a faint expectation.
"Little guy, you have always been unwilling to call me foster father. Can you do it today?"
Mr. Gao spoke with a loud voice and opened his mouth like thunder. Everyone around him heard clearly. He Chenguang and others pricked up their ears, including He Zhijun, who was about to lecture, and they all fell silent for the time being.
Envy, who has ever seen the head of the Southeast Military Region chase someone else to claim his son?
With his status, the role of adoptive father has been confirmed, and he is directly the hardest backstage. It is difficult to even think about taking off.
The surroundings were quiet, and Chen Haonan said with a cold face: "Chief, I'm sorry, I am only a father. If you want to be the second father, you must ask for my mother's consent."
"Haha, you kid... you are such a little bad guy." Mr. Gao didn't expect him to answer like this, but he defeated him.
He Zhijun on the side was amused. He opened his mouth and said to He Chenguang and others: "Comparing Chen Haonan's death journey and the international hunter competition, there is nothing to say. Anyway, my hope for you is to have a good time and get a good ranking. "
Gone?
Looking at the silent leader, He Chenguang and others fell silent. What is this? Is this a lecture? They hoped that the chief would say more and express his importance to the event and his expectations for them, so that the honor would be more important.
The result is just one sentence? So fun...
This was not intentional by He Zhijun, but with Mr. Gao here and the journey of death as a backdrop, he really had nothing to say and couldn't even brag about it, so let them play freely.
But here, Mr. Gao said a lot. Regarding the significance of the first Zhukov Special Competition, in addition to the game between big powers, there is also the connection between politics and economics. This is an honor and a shock. After all, a world prison like Zhukov can What does it mean to come back alive? Iron-like willpower, superb military quality, pursuit beyond life and death...
"Little guy, when I wait for you to come back alive, you and all your female soldiers will call me foster father."
President Gao's words are equivalent to recognizing all female soldiers. This is the first female commando team in the country. They have chosen not to be afraid of death to participate in the death march. They are rarer and more valuable than male soldiers. They deserve this olive branch.
"Your actions this time are a tribute to the Ice Sculpture Company that ambushed the enemy at minus 40 degrees Celsius. Although the veterans are dead, the legacy will last forever. Salute."
Well, General Manager Gao saluted with all his strength. Behind him, more than a dozen senior officials from the Southeast Military Region also saluted, including He Chenguang and others who were not senior officials.
