After the sentry let him go, Zhang Feng looked around.
Except for the three-story low and square building in the distance, this place looks completely different from the military camp passing by, more like...
Zhang Feng didn't know how to describe it in his heart. After thinking for a long time, he felt that the word battlefield was more appropriate.
There are sentries painted with grim and meticulous expressions, dense barbed wire fences, high surveillance cameras, parked multifunctional tactical vehicles, as well as deeply dug trenches and piled bunkers.
The vehicle stopped in front of the building, and Li Jian said, "Get out of the car, the captain is waiting for you!"
Zhang Feng nodded and followed Li Jian towards the building.
Walking up the steps step by step, at the door of the room on the third floor, Li Jian said again: "Go in, the captain is waiting for you inside?"
Seeing that Li Jian was about to leave after speaking, Zhang Feng quickly said: "Brother Li Jian, please see if you are accompanying me. I... am a little nervous!"
Hearing his words, Li Jian almost turned around and gave him a kick. You kid dared to use a highly effective anesthetic on the captain, and now you say you are nervous. Only a ghost would believe it.
After Li Jian left, Zhang Feng knocked on the door and pretended to shout: "Report!"
"Come in." Luo Shuluo's hoarse voice sounded in the room.
open the door.
Zhang Feng walked in and was stunned by the layout of the room.
The whole room was not a bright office at all, but rather dark like a wartime command post.
The heavy curtains completely blocked the view from outside, and were only illuminated by the dim light bulbs overhead. In the center is a sand table with red and blue flags on it, intertwined with each other.
There are even maps full of contour lines hanging around the walls, with huge arrows representing the marching route.
In front of the desk where Uncle Luo sits is a monitoring screen, with images covering the entire area.
"Sit wherever you like." Uncle Luo raised his head and looked at Zhang Ye and said.
"Then I'll let it go!"
Zhang Feng chuckled, and his straight back immediately softened, and he sat down on the chair opposite Uncle Luo. He smiled and said, "Uncle Luo, what on earth is that Huangquan Road? Are you? Talking to me also gave me some peace of mind.”
Uncle Luo's rigid face was slightly troubled and he said, "You'll know in two days. I heard that you got into trouble again? And you put the blame on the troops?"
His expression froze slightly. Zhang Feng didn't expect that the news would reach Uncle Luo's ears so quickly. Li Jian, the old boy, was really capable of making small reports.
"Uncle Luo, I'm totally self-defense. I've just been in school for one day, and these school bullies are bullying me because of the crowd. Do you think it's easy for me to go to college without a father or mother? If I can still resist, wouldn't it be? Being beaten by them? It doesn't matter if they beat me, I'll just endure it, but I'm already a member of the army and Uncle Luo's. If I get beaten, it will be the face of the army and your Uncle Luo's face. …”
Uncle Luo saw Zhang Feng's weeping face and quickly interrupted his performance with his hand. He thought to himself that he was really better than his predecessor, and he could act better than your father.
"I know. If someone hits you, hit him!" The army is the most united place to protect shortcomings. If Uncle Luo just hit him, he will hit him, and this matter will be over.
Seeing Zhang Feng's face that instantly turned from tears to laughter, Uncle Luo once again thought of Zhang Feng's father, his comrade and brother, and felt sad in his heart.
He opened the drawer and took out a photo, put it on the table and handed it to Zhang Feng, saying: "Your father is in the photo, take a look. As for other things, I will tell you after you pass Huangquan Road. If you cannot pass You have no right to know.”
At the mention of the word father, Zhang Feng's expression froze instantly, and he took the photo with trembling hands.
There were a total of four men in the photo, all wearing camouflage uniforms with oil paint on their sweaty faces. Zhang Feng saw his father in it at a glance.
The other three people were all smiling slightly, only one of them was grinning and making a face.
He is his father, because Zhang Feng saw his father for the first time.
"Can you give it to me?" Zhang Feng asked calmly.
Uncle Luo shook his head and said: "No! There are three people in the photo who are still alive! If it is leaked, I don't know how many people will kill them. Do you want this?"
Returning the photo to Uncle Luo, "Thank you, Uncle Luo." Zhang Feng looked a little depressed. He could hear a hint of Uncle Luo's words. There were four people on the photo, and three were still alive. The person who died must be His own father.
Although he had no nurturing grace, his blood connection still made his heart ache.
"We're leaving tomorrow, you, me and Li Jian, let's go and rest first." Uncle Luo said sadly.
Zhang Feng stood up without saying anything. He was full of questions but didn't ask, because he knew that Uncle Luo didn't want to say anything and wouldn't get the answer even if he put a knife on his neck.
If you want to know the answer, the only channel is Huangquan Road!
"The road to hell? No matter who you are, I'm going to try my best. It's best if no one blocks my way!"
When Zhang Feng walked to the door, he heard Uncle Luo say from behind: "Zhang Zhan!"
After a slight pause, Zhang Feng remembered his father's name, Zhang Zhan!
When I walked downstairs, I saw Li Jian standing at the gate waiting.
Li Jian was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Feng's lost expression. What could happen to this guy with a bulletproof face
"You brat, what's wrong? Your head is hanging down!"
"Hey, young master, I'm just thinking. How can a stubborn person like you understand my melancholic temperament." After hearing Li Jian's sarcastic words, Zhang Feng immediately countered. The originally lost look disappeared in an instant and turned into a smile on his face.
Li Jian's face suddenly looked as ugly as if he had eaten a bomb, and he cursed: "Are you a donkey? You kick everyone you see?"
Hearing Li Jian's words, Zhang Feng still had a smile on his face. He walked over and hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Brother Li Jian, I heard what Uncle Luo said, the three of us will go together tomorrow, hehe , you will have to take more care of me on the way!"
Li Jian was completely defeated by his shameless spirit. He was angry just now, but he immediately came over to hook up and flatter him. Doesn't this emotional change require an intermediate transition
…
Zhang Feng, who was still asleep, was suddenly awakened by the sound of rapid and sharp footsteps. He chatted with Li Jian for a while before going to bed last night.
He got up from the bed and saw that the moon was still dimly lit through the window.
"Damn it, what the hell is this? It's disturbing people's dreams!"
Ta-ta-ta-ta!
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, and they ran quickly downstairs. Zhang Feng thought to himself: Could it be a fire or earthquake? Otherwise, why would everyone be running for their lives in such a hurry
Thinking of this, he also wrapped up his clothes, opened the door and ran downstairs. (To be continued)