Grieved, Ge Zhen also wanted to pull Huo Yingyang to get married, but was rejected.

"If you don't get married, if you get married now, no one will remain calm on the battlefield." Huo Yingyang said to Ge Zhen.

"Why can't you stay calm? This marriage must be married!" Ge Zhen said loudly.

"Will we get married when we come back alive together?" Huo Yingyang held Ge Zhen's hand and smiled: "Let's come back alive together, we will never go out again. Then get married and have children, and I will spend this life with you."

"No, you have to get married, this is..."

"I don't agree." Huo Yingyang's lips raised: "I have the final say on whether to get married or not."

"Don't you want to be my wife?"

"I don't want to do it yet, wait until we come back alive together." Huo Yingyang turned his head and smiled at Ge Zhenyanran: "Where are we going next?"

Ge Zhen looked at her for a long time, and saw desire, struggle, and determination in the other person's eyes.

This is Huo Yingyang really wants to be Ge Zhen’s bride, but she tries to curb her own idea and is extremely firm.

"Nanhai, Huh..." Ge Zhen let out a heavy breath: "There are two soldiers who need to be picked up. After receiving them, we will go abroad."

"good!"

“…”

Huo Yingyang followed Ge Zhen, and she held Ge Zhen's hand very tightly, as if she was afraid that she would disappear without a trace after she let go.

The War Institute did not give any explanation, left directly, and did not say hello to anyone because it was unnecessary.

She is now a member of the Warriors' army and is doing it to return to the team. As for how to deal with the War Institute, it is their business.

Where is Ge Zhen and where is the soldier's troops? Follow Ge Zhen to return to the team.

She is Ge Zhen's left eye.

...

South China Sea, the reef at the end of the world.

"Plop!"

Jason jumped into the sea and swam wildly in one direction. He was going to be free and left the bird place.

He stayed here for a whole year and a half, and was almost unable to speak and was about to become a madman.

"Wow!Wow!Wow!..."

Fighting against the wind and waves, Jason was like a speedboat equipped with a perpetual motion machine, sailing wildly with his body that had been beaten by the strong wind and waves.

Ge Zhen and Huo Yingyang stood on an unknown island and reef, watching Jason, the war king who was swimming here and landing.

"Crash!"

Jason walked up and exposed the steel-like muscles.

He was already strong, but after a year and a half, his muscles became smaller because they were more compact and violent.

"Si!"

Jason, who was ashore, simmered a sip of water with his teeth, and the bat's back naturally appeared, and he strode to Ge Zhen and Huo Yingyang.

"Congratulations." Ge Zhen smiled at Jason: "The extreme loneliness training for one and a half years has been completed."

"I don't want to talk to you. I feel disgusted when I hear your voice, and nausea when I see you-" Jason's eyes were very calm. He looked at Huo Yingyang beside him, pointed at Ge Zhen and said, "This is a mess, a silly dog, and a scumbag."

Huo Yingyang didn't even move his eyelids, and he didn't even look at Jason. It seemed that this was air to her.

"Hold it." Ge Zhen threw a medal over.

Jason grabbed it, looked around for a while, then put it in his mouth and bit it.

"Iron?"

“Iron.”

"What's this?" Jason said dissatisfiedly, holding the medal: "It's just an iron? Why not a gold?"

Ge Zhen looked at him with contempt: "The Black Iron Medal represents the highest honor in the military forces. Being able to do this or such a medal means that the highest SSS level has been obtained in the ultimate lonely training. We military players are not made of gold, because the gold is too soft and easy to melt. Our military players are made of steel, black iron, with red blood flowing-"

This is about the glory of the Black Iron Medal and the meaning of the Black Iron Medal, because the hard word in this world is steel.

As for the black iron flowing with red blood, this motto was just thought of by Ge Zhen, and he told Jason seriously.

"Bang!"

Jason raised his foot heavily and stood at attention, holding the Black Iron Medal in his right hand and slapped it on his chest that looked like steel, with a different light emitting from his eyes.

Honor, as long as you have been a soldier, you are eager for honor.

"One and a half is lonely, but in this year and a half, what you have got is something you have never thought about." Ge Zhen stared at Jason's eyes with his hands behind his back: "Soldier Jason, are you ready to kill him?"

"You are the boss, I am the butcher's knife."

Jason grinned. He had been ready to go out for the Holocaust. He did gain too much in a year and a half because although it was lonely, it was the best place to think.

"Then let's go."

“…”

Jason did not have a soldier number because he was a foreign aid, so Ge ​​Zhen could not number him, and he was even more unlikely to incorporate him into the soldier's unit.

The reason is very simple. The soldiers' troops are pure and exist for the sake of the motherland. Everyone requires absolute loyalty to the motherland.

Naturally, Jason could not be loyal to China because he was not a Chinese and did not have this sentiment, but it did not hinder his existence as a soldier's unit.

If one day the peripheral forces of the soldier's troops develop to a certain level, they will naturally have numbers, which are independent, not controlled by the state, and are only dispatched by the soldiers.

...

On another island, Hu Hailang stood in front of Ge Zhen with a calm expression.

He changed, completely changed, completely different from what Jason showed: Jason's violence became more prominent, while Hu Hailang was introverted.

"Swish!"

Ge Zhen threw a black iron medal to Hu Hailang.

"I am the soldier number 044, you are Huo Yingyang, the soldier number 046, Liu Dalu is the soldier number 047, you are the soldier number 048."

"The soldiers have no king, and they are fearless in their hearts; in this life, they will serve the country with loyalty—"

Hu Hailang held the Black Iron Medal and stood straight, and saluted Ge Zhen.

Here, he completely settled down, and after precipitation, he no longer looked like he was when he was connected with his right hand.

Whether a person's strength is strong or not depends on his mentality maturity.

As long as you are a professional soldier, who will not be able to fight to the death? In the end, you will fight to the faith and what you can accumulate.

"Are you ready to go out and start a massacre?" Ge Zhen asked.

"Abide by the order!" Hu Hailang said in a deep voice.

"Hehe..." Ge Zhen walked over, hooked his cousin's shoulder and smiled: "I promised my aunt that you would go home and get married. This matter... you have to go home."

Hu Hailang looked at him, reached out to ask for a satellite phone, and quickly dialed his fucking number.

"Mom, I can't go home to get married because... I don't like women, I like men. Sorry, maybe it's because I've been in the army for a long time and I fell in love with my cousin."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and looked at Ge Zhen with his mouth wide open.

Hu Hailang, how can you do it if you don’t wave a little?

Domestic, Hu family.

Liao Xuan's cell phone fell to the ground, and after a while, she let out a wailing cry: It's a sin!!!—
Chapter completed!