But this ordinary young man grinned and said: "These students are quite innocent. I figured it out in just a few words. This time it was done by a great talent named Xu Zhuli. He turned out to be a top student in a junior high school and passed the exam again." Yenching University is said to be quite famous among the schools in Taiyuan. I heard that it also has a big backing. He is recruiting soldiers for that person's security department, but it is not clear what kind of soldiers he is recruiting. I think it is definitely not the case. Ordinary soldiers.
Also, none of the troops in the military camp are his regular troops. It is said that he is leading his men at the training ground outside the city. The soldiers here belong to the logistics team and are not formal combat troops. "
Chen Wanli took a breath and said: "Isn't this official? I think their military appearance, equipment, and aura are comparable to the elites in our army. Hey, Jiang Tao, I said you are not Did you make a mistake? Look at the equipment of the guard at the door, including military water bottles and combat boots. At first glance, they are more advanced than those used by Lao Maozi's soldiers.
Looking at them again, they are carrying the Jin Army's Type 65 rifle (a Japanese Type 38 rifle imitated by the Taiyuan Arsenal in the early years, and it is called the Type 65 rifle among the Jin Army), and a box gun on their shoulders. And the leggings were so neatly tied, the military posture was so straight, and the eyes were so sharp. I just wandered around for a while and was stared at by that tall man for a long time. Do you think this is not official? Then do you see anyone who has money but no place to spend it, and who is armed to the teeth in charge of logistics? "
At this time, Meng Yuting said: "Wan Li, what did Jiang Tao learn? You still doubt his ability? Didn't the Marshal say that that man is very capable? How can the army he leads be inferior? I'm thinking that we can't get a deep understanding by asking around, so we should just go see him directly and get up close and personal to find out."
Chen Wanli agreed and said: "I have said this a long time ago. Soldiers of our generation should be straightforward. Isn't there a one-month time limit? If we can agree, we can stay, and if we don't, we can leave. It's so sneaky. You don't know , that guard just stared at me like a thief, which made me lose face. It was all Jiang Tao’s bad idea."
The man named Jiang Tao was not angry either, he laughed and continued to drink water (tea).
Meng Yuting said: "You can't blame him for this. It's his professional habit. It's right to doubt anyone, and it's wrong to trust others. I think what he said makes sense, so I agreed."
It turned out that after receiving instructions from the commander-in-chief, they were supposed to report to the military camp yesterday. It was the man named Jiang Tao who suggested that they ask around first to get a feel for the future employer, just in case he was someone with a very bad reputation and many evil deeds. , then it would be better to go back and forth from there. Although the commander-in-chief spoke highly of this man, he only met him once and mostly heard rumors, so seeing is believing.
Meng Yuting was not a suspicious person to begin with, but now that the future and hopes of the brothers were tied to this future owner, he was cautious about making Wannian Ship and agreed to Jiang Tao's proposal. There were originally more than a dozen people, but they couldn't all disperse and inquire around. It would be embarrassing if someone blocked the door if they suspected it, right? So everyone else was waiting at the inn, and I went out with Chen Wanli and Jiang Tao to inquire.
Now it seems that this is not a problem. Meng Yuting made up his mind and stood up and said: "Jiang Tao, go and inform Lao Zhu and the others. Let's meet at the door of this teahouse and report to the military camp together. Let's be more direct. Son is better."
Jiang Tao didn't say much, stood up and left. Meng Yuting asked Chen Wanli to go to the counter to pay, and he stood outside the door waiting for everyone to arrive. The inn where they stayed was not far from here.
The teahouse owner saw Chen Wanli, a bumpkin, coming to settle the bill. It originally only cost a few dozen yuan, but now it costs half an ocean. Anyway, that’s the price. I won’t let you, a bumpkin who drinks tea like a cow, get any blood. Today, my master, I’m like this. It just can't go down smoothly.
Chen Wanli didn't know that he had somehow offended this tea-loving shopkeeper. He didn't care about being stabbed by someone. He just felt that he didn't usually drink tea and didn't know that tea was expensive. This is worse than sitting at a roadside food stall, half an ocean can eat several people until they can't walk.
Not long after, I saw a group of young people wearing Chinese tunic suits or casual clothes walking over with suitcases in their hands. Meng Yuting stepped forward and took his suitcase from a tall young man. He looked at everyone and nodded, then turned around and led everyone towards the entrance of the military camp.
Two guards, one tall and one short, stood at the gate of the military camp. They watched the group of tall, tall and distinguished men with vigilance. Watching them walking straight towards the gate of the military camp, they unknowingly took off the rifles on their backs. The man shouted loudly: "Stop, the military camp is an important place, and no one can get close to it."
A group of people stood still, and Meng Yuting said loudly: "We are here to surrender to the army. We are looking for your Director Zhou Wenzhou. Please go and send a message. We will wait where we are."
The tall man looked at everyone warily for a few times, then turned around and said something to the little man. Then he faced the crowd and slowly retreated to the guard box. He picked up the phone and shook it, but his eyes were staring outside.
Meng Yuting secretly praised: "They are really well-trained. This is just a logistics team. How strong will it be if it is a combat unit? It's really exciting."
Not long after, I saw a short, sturdy young lieutenant officer walking out of the military camp. He was dressed in a straight yellow-green woolen uniform, with neatly armed belts and leggings. He also wore a pair of high-waisted military boots, and a gun holster on his waist. A pistol. Meng Yuting knew it was a Colt M1911 pistol at a glance. It was a really good gun.
The strange thing is that the officer's right leggings is also tied with a wide-backed long dagger. The dagger is deeply inserted into the cowhide scabbard. Just looking at the horn handle, you can tell that it is a high-end product. I have never seen it before.
Although this outfit seemed a bit abrupt at first glance, when paired with the lieutenant officer's temperament and momentum, it felt completely out of place. I felt that this outfit was so natural and harmonious for the person in front of me.
This young man had a sincere smile on his honest face, just like a young man from the countryside who smiles honestly and sincerely when he sees relatives who come to visit him. But as he approached, officers like Meng Yuting, who had been on the battlefield and seen blood, felt that there was a blood-killing aura in this young man that had been restrained to the extreme, but felt more dangerous, as if there was a blood hidden in his body. Once released, the ferocious beast will explode with astonishing power and destruction.
"A master...and a master who has had a lot of blood on his hands." Meng Yuting and the others had this thought in their minds, because they were all people who had been on the battlefield and knew that this was the kind of person who had walked out of countless bullets. The unique temperament of a soldier, and this person embodies it more restrained, but even more amazing.
