"Yes! Grandpa!"
"Okay," Bi Lihua said, "Dad, drink less!"
"It's out of the way, it's out of the way! It should have been like this a long time ago!"
Bi Lihua was confused, it should have been like this a long time ago. What does this mean
"Pour the wine, pour the wine, why are you so stunned!" Mr. Long said.
The king of hell poured the wine because he was worried about being scolded.
However, after Mr. Long took a sip and did not jump violently, the King of Hell was relieved.
In this way, Mr. Long and the King of Hell finished the bottle of wine. Mr. Long drank very happily and ate a lot of food.
Half an hour later, the King of Hell helped him go for a walk in the backyard, talking as he walked.
"Boy, why did you become a soldier in the first place?" Mr. Long asked him.
The King of Hell said without hesitation: "Serve the people and protect the country!"
"what about now!"
"It's the same, it's never changed!"
Mr. Long said: "Very good, I haven't changed, and neither has your father. Do you understand?"
"My grandson understands!" said the King of Hell.
"Don't think too much about other things, do what you think is right, but stick to your original intention and don't waver!" Mr. Long said.
"My grandson remembers it!"
"Go to the pavilion!"
The King of Hell helped the old man sit down and said, "Grandpa, take a rest!"
"Okay, go ahead!"
The king of hell walked away, but he didn't know that his leaving would become the last chance to talk to his grandfather.
In the afternoon, Mr. Long left.
Lying on his bamboo deck chair, walking very peacefully, Bi Lihua only discovered this when she came here to see him in the afternoon.
When the king of hell arrived here, he was at a loss and stayed there.
When his father Long Aiguo came over in a hurry and saw the old man whose body was already cold, Long Aiguo was so sad that he knelt down and said, "Dad"
No one knew the pain in his heart.
As soon as he knelt down, King of Hell and Bi Lihua also knelt down.
There were many people standing behind, all silent and heartbroken.
More and more people came gradually, but no doctor was called because Mr. Long had passed away and it was useless to call the doctor again.
Zhang Feng also came, and he stood there in a daze, without calling the King of Hell, leaving him alone.
At the same time, Zhang Feng also met Long Aiguo, the father of the King of Hell, a thin man who did not look too brittle, but looked very sad, which was normal.
It's just that Zhang Feng didn't understand that Long Aiguo was entangled in what happened twenty-five years ago, and the superiors were investigating him, but he didn't feel tired because of this matter, not even Bi Lihua.
Zhang Feng thought, maybe it was just like what Mr. Long said, he had an insight into everything.
The next thing is the memorial service. Mr. Long, Long Batian, has a respected status, so his funeral will naturally be of high standard.
At the memorial service, all the relevant and irrelevant people came, burned incense for Mr. Long, and knelt down to worship.
There is no doubt that he has made outstanding contributions to the country. As for the leaks of intelligence, Mr. Long also took them away.
Zhang Feng was thinking that this might be the best outcome, and it would be good for everyone.
And with the death of Mr. Long, the haze on Long Aiguo will fade away. As for the Huangquan team, it will be decided by the higher ups.
Zhang Dashan came wearing a pair of sunglasses. Few people knew him. He was not wearing a military uniform. He had not worn a military uniform for many years.
The memorial service lasted for three days. During these three days, there was an endless stream of people coming to pay their respects. Zhang Feng did not leave even an inch and was always in the mourning hall.
Zhang Feng did not comfort the King of Hell. He could bear it, but Long Lao died too suddenly.
On the fourth day, Long Lao was cremated and buried in Jiubao Mountain.
On the fifth day, the decision was made. Long Aiguo and his wife Bi Lihua retired early. In fact, they had no jobs now.
The treatment is pretty good. Retirees enjoy state subsidies and pensions, which guarantees their livelihood for the rest of their lives.
It's just that there are restrictions and no situations are allowed, but it's the same as normal people.
But Long Aiguo is in his prime, how will he spend the rest of his life
This is not something that was considered above. Being able to do this is already an amnesty.
After Long Lao's matter calmed down, Long Aiguo called the King of Hell and said, "Long Ao, you are not young anymore. Find a girl to marry. Our Long family still needs to continue its incense."
"Dad, let's talk about this matter again, I don't have such thoughts now!" the King of Hell said dejectedly.
He is very confused now. His grandfather, who has always been his spiritual support, has left like this. He has not yet reacted. In comparison, his relationship with his father is average because he was raised by his grandfather.
Long Aiguo said no more.
The King of Hell asked Zhang Feng to go out for a drink, and he got extremely drunk. During this period, he did not say anything about what Elder Long had said to Zhang Feng that day. The King of Hell did not ask, and Zhang Feng did not tell.
In fact, even if the King of Hell asked about this matter, Zhang Feng would not tell it. Although Mr. Long did not say that he could not tell it at the beginning, this matter involves too much and Zhang Feng would not tell it to cause unnecessary trouble.
"Can you still fight?"
Zhang Feng asked before the King of Hell was still drunk.
"Of course!"
"Okay, as long as you say this."
Hundreds of kilometers north of Wanda City in Africa is the Golden Wolf Company. It is already late at night, and Huayao is responsible for the security of the entire company.
He and Zhuo Chaoguang took shifts, and now Hua Yao is on duty.
Now he is standing on the high tower of the front gate, where he can see far away. There is a long-sighted high-light on his head that can automatically turn.
There are two team members on duty inside the tower.
Huayao is not here all the time, but patrols everywhere. Especially in the past few days, he has not dared to be careless. There are more and more unidentified people around. They are passing by here, wanting to stop nearby and come to this place. They watched, but were driven away.
Just the day before yesterday, barbed wire fences were placed 100 meters around the company, extending the defensive distance to 100 meters.
"Open your eyes and watch, don't let me sleep!" Hua Yao said to the two team members.
"Captain Hua, don't worry, we're all watching!" a team member said.
Hua Yao nodded and walked off to inspect elsewhere.
Three people were lying behind a large rock one hundred and fifty meters away. Even at night, their heads and faces were covered, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
"Captain Mayweather, are we going back?"
"What's the rush? Let's take a look again!" Captain Mayweather said.
Captain Mayweather is the younger brother of Joseph, the leader of the Death Scythe mercenary group. This man is brave in combat, cruel and ruthless, and has a little cleverness. Captain Joseph always asks him to fight in the front line.
When the Manfred government army was fighting against the rebels, the Blood Wolf mercenary group wanted to make a profit in this war, but they did not expect to be besieged by the small Huangquan mercenary group and the government army that had just been established. The regiment was destroyed, and that area was assigned to the Huangquan Mercenary Group.