Absolute Honor

"What major did you study in the army?" Qin Fei deliberately changed the subject, "I have to know what you can do."

"Isn't it popular to engage in communications in Africa now?" Zhao Xin said confidently: "I studied drones when I was in the reconnaissance camp, and I also participated in the training of health workers. After I came back, I worked in the communications industry for another year. I'm absolutely capable of doing the job, not to mention that we are soldiers who don't know how to learn. When it comes to hard work, who can compare us."

"The hygienist is good." Qin Fei answered, thinking of the real battlefield ambulanceman in his squad. In fact, the hygienist in the army learned this set of professions, which is quite appropriate.

But he didn't plan to take Zhao Xin to be a mercenary, after all, this was a job of desperate life.

"What major did you study?" Zhao Xin asked.

"Armed reconnaissance." Qin Fei thought for a while and asked: "Zhao Xin, you want to go abroad, so you are willing to Xiaoyan?"

Zhao Xin sighed: "Men must first achieve their careers. I think about it. After a few years of work, I can save some money and then chase Xiaoyan. People are still in their sophomore year."

"Why are you guys sitting together?"

The two were chatting, Xiaoyan suddenly appeared behind Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin was startled, the tea in the cup in his hand overflowed.

"Oh, he... he is my comrade-in-arms, so he just sat there." Zhao Xin stood up, put the things Xiaoyan brought in front of him, and greeted him: "Just leave it here."

Someone at the table next door called to pay, Xiaoyan put down Zhao Xin's noodles and potato shreds, and went to collect the bill for the guests.

Zhao Xin breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his position again, his eyes suddenly falling on the back of Qin Fei's hand.

The back of Qin Fei's hand was full of scars. He had been hit by a knife in that position, and he was also scratched by bullets and cut by the knife. It looked like a scar, which made people shudder.

"Your hand..."

Qin Fei retracted his guard subconsciously, raised it up and greeted Xiaoyan: "Take two bottles of beer, please."

He avoided Zhao Xin's question.

The door of the private room was suddenly knocked open. One was naked, and there was a mole on the right cheek. Two inches of the fat man with a long beard was left on the mole and stretched out his head to Xiaoyan and shouted, "Hey, boss! Here is another box of beer!" hurry up!"

Qin Fei looked over the fat man and saw that the private room behind him was filled with smoke, and the table was flushed for seven or eight, almost all of them were shirtless guys.

These people wear the same style of trousers, navy blue, which is obviously some kind of uniform.

"Hey, just come." Xiaoyan responded, a trace of boredom flashed across her face, but she still went to the back kitchen to get a beer.

The fat man seemed to notice that Qin Fei was looking at him, turning a pair of small eyes that had been suffocated by the alcohol, and staring at Qin Fei fiercely. Qin Fei smiled, but his eyes were not evasive, and he directly confronted the fat man. NS.

The fat man felt guilty in his heart, as if he felt a sword hidden in Qin Fei's eyes. As long as he faced each other, it would pierce his eyes, extremely sharp.

He shrank his head and closed the door of the private room again, shutting down the noise in the room.

"Scum!"

Zhao Xin scolded angrily.

"Do you know them?" Qin Fei asked.

"The security guards in this village in the city are like a bunch of dogs, but they are actually thugs!" Zhao Xin said.

Qin Fei smiled and said, "Why are you so clear?"

"I live in this village." Zhao Xin pointed to a direction outside the door, "It's on the fifth floor of the rental house at the head of the village."

The two were chatting. Xiaoyan brought out a box of Tsingtao beer from the back kitchen’s warehouse. Zhao Xin got up and picked it up. He said to Xiaoyan, “Don’t go in. There are smokers and alcoholics in there.”

Xiaoyan didn't insist on even thinking about it, so Zhao Xin sent the wine into the private room.

Returning to his seat, Zhao Xin asked Xiaoyan: "How many accounts did these guys hang up here?"

"It's more than 18,000..." Xiaoyan's eyes suddenly became red, "I haven't settled an account this year!"

"These guys!" Zhao Xin's fist clenched suddenly and rattled.

"Don't mess around, don't cause trouble with my dad." Xiaoyan seemed to see Zhao Xin's intentions and was extremely nervous.

Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for the fear of causing trouble to the veterans, I would have abandoned these grandchildren a long time ago!"

"Who is it abolished?"

A low voice came from behind Zhao Xin. Qin Fei looked up and knew that it was Xiaoyan's father almost without asking.

There is a sort of look between the two father and daughter's eyebrows.

The hotel owner who Zhao Xin called the "veteran" was wearing a faded camouflage uniform and surrounded by an apron. His face was thin and dark, but his hair was very energetic, with some hoarfrost on his temples.

It seems that he is about fifty years old.

From the veteran's slightly muddy but calm eyes, Qin Fei could almost conclude that this person had been on the battlefield.

There is a detail, Qin Fei also noticed.

When the veteran walked, he was a little unnatural. Observing carefully, his right leg seemed to be somewhat disabled.

"Old squad leader." Qin Fei got up and saluted him.

"I have been discharged from the army for many years. How can you call me a good old man." The veteran was a little embarrassed, but he returned the gift very naturally.

Pulling a stool from the side, sitting at the table, He glanced at the dishes on the table~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and asked Qin Fei: "How? How is the craftsmanship?"

"Very good! It suits my appetite!" Qin Fei hurriedly replied.

He kept looking at Qin Fei, and suddenly said, "Strange..."

Zhao Xin said: "What's weird?"

After all, he took a look at Qin Fei.

He was taken aback for a moment, and seemed unwilling to answer, "Nothing, nothing..."

Qin Fei's curiosity suddenly came up, why did Lao He look at himself with that strange look.

"Old and squad leader, when I looked at me just now, did you think my outfit was weird?" Qin Fei couldn't help asking.

Old He shook his head: "No, no, no, now I'm wearing a lot of young people like you, and many military fans like to wear it like this."

Qin Fei said in a puzzled way: "That is..."

He picked up a clean cup on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked up at Qin Fei: "You really want to know what I was thinking just now?"

"Yeah." Qin Fei said, "I'm very interested in listening."

"I'm just surprised, you are so young, you must be a soldier of the past few years, but look at your eyes, people who have been on the battlefield, only those who have crawled out of the dead, will have your eyes."

How to tell the truth.

Qin Fei's heart was shaken, just like two lions in the wilderness, even if they couldn't see each other in the dark, they could tell that they were the same kind from the smell.

Qin Fei saw that Lao He had been on the battlefield, and Lao He could see through Qin Fei's life and death countless times.

Only soldiers who have truly experienced the test of blood and fire can smell the scent that makes them feel sorry for each other.

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