(This is the second chapter update. After knowing any recommendations from Jiutianyi Station, he once surpassed the Demon Young Master on the click and recommendation list. The Demon Young Master had seen him at the Qidian Annual Meeting that year and had talked a lot as a military writer. However, in recent years, Blood Blade has not written a book for a long time. It is exciting to be able to fight the Demon Young Master again! Thank you for your kindness. Although the Demon Young Master has not yet exerted his strength and the number of words is much smaller than mine, if you can overwhelm him for a while, Blood Blade will be more confident. Book friends will vote for all the recommendation votes! Thank you!)

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"Captain, you're finally back!"[]

Walking off the military plane and taking the military vehicle sent by the guard regiment, the person who welcomed Wen Feng was an old acquaintance. The political commissar of the first brigade, Sima Yuanzheng, was Wen Feng's old partner. At this time, he sat in the jeep and looked at Wen Feng with warm eyes. This time, Wen Feng's heroic achievements on the front line of the self-defense counterattack battlefield had already alarmed the entire guard regiment. Although Wen Feng was not old, his prestige was now chasing the commander of the guard regiment.

"I'm back, are the leader okay?"

Wen Feng nodded slowly and looked at Sima Yuanzheng in front of him. After integrating the original Wen Feng's memory, he felt more deeply the value of his current identity.

Because in fact, 8341 also has a distinction between internal affairs and field affairs. As members of the internal affairs force, most of their work is to defend the highest leaders of China. To put it bluntly, political review was strictly outrageous in the environment at that time. Almost every soldier in power had received the strictest training, and most of his parents had participated in the Red (Harmony) Army and still served as an important figure in the leadership position in the Republic.

To put it bluntly, the first brigade of 8341 is actually a concentration camp for the tai sub-party. In the future, when the tai sub-party can be rampant, anyone here will be the object that the bureaucrats below look up to and flatter.

The number of full staff in the first brigade of 8341 is 817.

(I remember when Blood Blade just reached the starting point, the book "Made in China" was uploaded for a month, and there was no recommendation or support. The 817 people's collection lasted for nearly half a month at most, so I remembered this number, but I didn't expect that Qidian would publish the book after more than a year. The first time period was circulated, and the collection was more than 800. It lasted for nearly five days. It was all thanks to these brothers' support. "Blood Fighting Heroes" gradually got better and better. Blood Blade is a nostalgic person. I always thought that when Wujiang Xiang Yu brought the eight hundred spirit riders in ambush on all sides, he felt as if he had entered a nostalgic realm, but he was very sorry that Jiangdong refused to cross Jiangdong, but he didn't know that Jiangdong's children were talented. If you know that the eight hundred spirit riders could not determine the country. Blood Blade made a comeback this time, I hope to go on this road with all my strength, so I started with these eight hundred brothers, hoping to create a world! Thank you! These words do not count the number of words, this chapter will be more!)

It is said that it is a brigade, but it is actually a deputy regiment-level unit. So although he is not very old now, and he is still on the front line of self-defense counterattack, he should have the rank of major now. After this great achievement, he is not a problem to give him another star on his shoulder.

"The chief is fine. The rules of life have never changed for 365 days a year. He wakes up at 8 o'clock every morning, and then walks in the courtyard for half an hour, and only after breakfast will the whole day be started."

In fact, Sima Yuanzheng is five years older than his literary style in terms of age. He is more mature and steadfast than his literary style in political work. However, when it comes to his prestige in the army and his cohesion in the army, there is still a big gap between him and his literary style who has been with the first brigade for nearly ten years at the age of fifteen. What's more, his literary style is strong in military affairs and has high requirements for himself in aspects. In fact, it is highly respected by Sima Yuanzheng.

"This time I came to pick you up, and the chief commander specifically told me to let you arrive at eight o'clock, and then accompany the chief to walk in the courtyard!"

It was February, and the north wind was howling in the city. There were traces of snow on the houses in the distance. Sitting in the car, the sky was slightly bright, and people who were exercising ran past the streets from time to time, which was similar to the style of writing. If he entered Beijing at this time, he might be able to have a face-to-face conversation with the leader at this time.

"Yeah, I understand!"

The chief was busy with all kinds of things, and the world was so confusing at this time, and the domestic economy was in a mess. It was completely unforgettable that the chief was busy with his job. When he heard this news, Wen Feng was not surprised. He just took a deep breath and quickly organized the words in his mind. He knew that this half hour was extremely important to him, and it might even be a historic moment for the whole of China. Naturally, he would never give up this best time.

"Little devil, here you come!"

"Report to Chief, I'm here!"

"Have you eaten?"

"Chief, I'm not hungry!"

"Okay, your young people have different bodies. If you are not hungry, please accompany me, the old man!"

"yes!"

However, what Wen Fengjue never expected was that when he passed through the heavy guards and saw many soldiers who had seen again after two or three months left, received their solemn respect and then came to the most mysterious, authoritative and legendary place in China, when he looked at the old man who had not seen for a long time, he couldn't help but burst into tears in his eyes, what he had waited for him was a few words like such as unconventional.

"Unknown to you guys, you guys, have grown up, and it's time to shoulder the heavy burden. Let's see what you gained on the front line this time!"

This is just an approachable old man. His low figure and a kind smile have a strong heart that looks up to the mountains and looks up to him. Or is it more appropriate to describe it as a Tao Ruojian?

When literary style accompanied this great man with a legendary life in the courtyard, the impression of the great man thirty-three years later, and the intimacy and affection of the great man in the literary style for the great man are intertwined, which is really inseparable.

"The soldiers on the front line were able to overcome all kinds of difficulties. The soldiers in the battle were brave and tenacious, and they completed all combat tasks gloriously without fear of difficulties. Although the Vietnamese army was arrogant, they were also Ye Lang's arrogant and were not our opponent!"

Wen Feng was prepared for the chief's question. He knew that the chief was not long, so he gave a rough introduction to the front line in a brief manner. Of course, it was wrong to just say it and not talk about the problem. Wen Feng's tone changed and brought it to the point where he wanted to talk to the chief in time:

"The biggest problem is that under the reactionary propaganda of the Le Duan authorities, the entire ethnic group of Vietnamese people was deceived, and the resistance was very high, which was not conducive to the development of mass work of our army and would leave great hidden dangers in the areas controlled by our army!"

"Haha, the little guy is not very old, but he can find the key points based on the problem, which is worthy of praise!"

The old man's eyes flashed. Wen Feng's performance this time, his vision and overall view were shocking. There were not many people who had such a gaze in the environment at that time. However, at that time, with the memory that Wen Feng has now integrated and his behaviors that are completely different, the leader would never have thought that he would have been enjoying such a ridiculous and nonsensical strange thing in thirty years later.

So, he nodded, looked at Wen Feng with relief and said with appreciation: "Then tell me, is there any way to solve this problem?"

"The best soldiers attack the plan, and the best is to attack the heart!"

At this moment, Wen Feng forced himself to suppress the endless excitement in his heart. He knew that the leader could ask him such a sentence, which meant that he had no view of him as a little devil. It means that apart from the role of the letter, the leader had already begun to face his opinions. This was definitely the biggest gain of his visit to Beijing this time, but the more this happened, Wen Feng was more like a thin ice covering him, and he answered the leader's question respectfully with only eight words.

"The best...the best soldiers attack the plan, attack the heart...the best is to attack the heart?!"

To be honest, he was already proud enough to make this great man who was extremely respectful to Wenfeng put his words into his mind and fell into deep thoughts.

"I know, your goal is still Huang Wenhuan! Wenfeng, your letter made me sleepless all night, but it really made me get to know you again. It seems that the Wen family has really produced a thousand-mile horse. I feel no relief for my old comrades to have a son like you. I believe your father will be proud of you."

The leader is a rigorous person. Wen Feng clearly remembers that he has been by the leader for so many years. Every day, the leader will walk around the courtyard for eighteen times. Every time, how many steps each circle and how long it takes are almost fixed. But this time, when thinking about what Wen Feng said, Wen Feng clearly looked at the leader's steps that seemed to be smaller, and finally stopped, and patted Wen Feng twice on his shoulder with great emotion.

"Then have you thought about how to solve the Afghan problem? And the Le Duan problem?!"

The chief's expression was very solemn. When he looked at Wen Feng asking these two questions solemnly, Wen Feng suddenly felt a suffocating pressure coming to his face. This pressure made him both excited and panic. He knew that perhaps this was the most important test for the chief to let him come.

"We can help Americans solve the Afghan issue. I think Americans have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Please give me the authority to contact them within ten days. I guarantee that I can see the results!"

Although the old man was not young, when his eyes were like lightning, Wen Feng still felt a sense of breathless depression. However, he had long thought that the leader would have such a question, so he solemnly organized the words in his mind to answer.

"As for Yu Liduan, please believe our first team!"

In fact, the literary style has long been thought about the future. In this passionate era, he would never be willing to be a bureaucrat who helped the leader to conduct staff and plans, or to serve as a pilot bureaucrat in the "reform and opening up". Since he wore this military uniform, his future must also be on the frontier of the motherland and protect the great mountains of our Chinese nation. Therefore, he said this firmly and full of the belief of winning...

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Sweat... The magical beast is so powerful. One day, I won’t be able to seal this book, I’m afraid

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