The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

A smile flashed across the corner of Ye Qianqian's mouth.

The middle-aged man also showed a smile on his face, and said: "Okay, it's useless to say anything now. After Long Yan arrives at Zhihe Base, we can make other plans after we understand the situation."

"Um."

At this time, someone suddenly said: "Long Yan was able to survive. I'm afraid there is something wrong with it. I think they should be guarded first, and we can talk about other things after being investigated."

After saying this, he did not wait for the corresponding support.

This guy couldn't help turning his head to glance at the other people who were with him just now to make Long Yan responsible.

As a result, these guys were all looking forward, as if they didn't notice his gaze, and didn't speak.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Let's end the meeting."

Finished and left.

Song Zhenguo glanced at the other party, and said with a sneer: "Take care of Long Yan? You are really ignorant of what you said. Is there anyone in the whole country who can take care of Long Yan?

And it's best not to let that boy Ye Qiu know what you said. "

The corners of the mouths of those old men who asked Long Yan to be in charge just now twitched, which is why they stopped talking after they knew Long Yan was alive.

First of all, what Song Zhenguo said was right, indeed no one could take care of them.

Second, that kid Ye Qiu is too evil, if he finds out, that kid will definitely come to trouble them, and then he won't be able to sleep well, and there will be nowhere to cry.

After all, if you dare to trouble him, then Ye Qiu may not dare to do anything to you, but your junior will definitely be in bad luck.

It's like Situ Yuheng, the dignified heir of the five great aristocratic families, who has been nested in a small rural place for so long, unable to move his position, but now he is being suppressed more and more severely.

If it continues like this, I'm afraid that his future career will be severely affected, and his future will be cut off directly. Then there will be nowhere to cry.

Unless Situ Yuheng can decisively leave Daqingshan and change to another place for gold plating, but the Situ family has invested so much, is it possible to give up?

Everyone else left here with their own thoughts.

The old guy who asked to take care of Long Yan was left behind, sitting in his seat with an embarrassed expression on his face.

...

Zhihe Base!

Lu Gao was walking back and forth in the hall with a very impatient face, while Zhang Yong was leaning on a chair, holding a military journal in his hand, reading with gusto.

Lu Gao looked up at Zhang Yong, then continued to walk back and forth, and looked at Zhang Yong again after a while.

After going back and forth a dozen times like this, after waiting for half an hour.

Lu Gao finally couldn't help it anymore: "I said Zhang Yong, will your second master see us? We have been waiting for four hours."

Hearing this, Zhang Yong put down the magazine in his hand, looked at Lu Gao and said helplessly: "I told you that the second master is very busy, not only to manage the entire base, but also the southern defense line. Even if I, a junior like me, can still catch his eyes, it's impossible for me to take the time to see me right away."

Lu Gao opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Zhang Yong comforted: "Isn't it the purchase of that batch of equipment? Don't worry, even if the second master doesn't see us now, he will see us when he is free."

Lu Gao is from the Southern Special Equipment Factory. This time, on behalf of the factory, he wanted to talk to Zhang Hezhi about equipment procurement. The fact that the factory sent him over this time was because of his background.

The generation of the Lu family in the south is also considered a rich family, and they have a lot of contacts with the Zhang family. With this relationship, it should be easier to get orders, and Lu Gao is one of the main contemporary figures of the Lu family.

Naturally, Lu Gao also wanted to win this order. In this way, whether he was in the factory or in the family, his right to speak would be greatly improved, but who would have thought that the difficulty would be meeting Zhang Hezhi.

In the past few times, Zhang Hezhi either had something to go out, or he was too busy to see him.

He had no choice but to find his friend, Zhang Yong, who was also a junior of the Zhang family, and come to meet his second master.

As a result, I waited for several hours now!

"How long will it take?"

Lu Gao couldn't help asking.

Zhang Yong shrugged: "I don't know."

While the two continued to wait, suddenly bursts of roars of fighter jets pierced the sky resounded in the sky.

Lu Gao was stunned for a moment: "What's the situation? There are two flying squadrons flying over? Is there an actual combat drill here at the base today?"

Zhang Yong's expression became serious: "I don't know, but it's definitely not a drill. The situation seems a little serious. I don't know what happened."

As a result, just after they finished speaking, the two of them saw a group of people walking towards them quickly.

The one who walked in the front was an old man. Although he looked old, he faintly exuded a strong evil spirit between the steps of the dragon and the tiger.

It is a strong killing intent that can only be cultivated by slashing countless enemies. Even if he has been pampered for decades, he cannot completely wash away this killing intent.

This old man is the general manager of the base and also the manager of the southern defense line, Zhang Hezhi.

"Chief Zhang!"

Lu Gao was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Hezhi, and Zhang Yong hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Second master!"

But Zhang Hezhi walked past them quickly as if he hadn't seen them, and led the others to the tarmac outside.

"What's the situation?"

Lu Gao and Zhang Yong were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other in blank dismay, and then hurriedly followed them out.

"Boom!"

When the two of them were wondering, the sound of huge rotors came from far to near. A moment later, two armed helicopters gleaming with jet-black luster landed from the sky. The strong wind caused by the rotors almost blown Lu Gao and Zhang Yong away. It was easy to find something to hold on to, but it turned out that Zhang Hezhi and others were like javelins, standing in the strong wind without moving.

"Boom!"

At this time, the two helicopters stopped on the ground. As the power of the engines weakened, the speed of the rotors began to slow down rapidly. Then the hatch was opened, and a young man jumped out of it.

The other party is not very tall, it seems to be less than 1.8 meters, but there is a very special temperament on his body, standing there without any movement, but it seems to be the center of the whole world.

Standing in the strong wind, he was also firmly nailed to the ground like a javelin. It seemed that no matter whether it was the strong wind or the heavy rain, there was no way to destroy his will.

Zhang Yong and Lu Gao didn't know where this special temperament came from until a long time later. It was a special temperament that a real soldier can possess.