The sword was tense, and the school official looked Xiao Su and put his finger on the trigger.

His eyes were like torch.

He was born in the border area and was able to kill more than 20 enemies with his own hands.

Killing someone is for this well-trained professional soldier.

It's easy.

But the moment he pressed the trigger, he was a little shaken, because the young man in front of him was a civilian, a compatriot who had joined the army and defended him.

Although he was in military order, he still had a little struggle in his heart. Although he had accomplished his mission, he had defiled his career.

Ji Haotian remained motionless, staring at the school officer opposite him with cold eyes. He could not bear to take action against the soldiers guarding China, which did not mean that he was waiting for death.

Therefore, he was waiting and looking for something in the eyes of the school officials. Compared to his limbs, Ji Haotian was more willing to believe in human eyes.

The solemn and murderous aura was filled with it, as if the air was frozen a little.

The school official held a steel gun. In his opinion, he could take Ji Haotian's life by just moving his fingers, and faced the double test of military orders and human nature.

He was struggling.

Ji Haotian was also waiting because he keenly captured a hint of resistance in the eyes of the school officials.

"Who is the person behind you?"

The resistance in the eyes of the school officials made Ji Haotian's murderous intentions fade a little. The men in the army were cold-blooded machines in front of the military orders. Since the school officials in front of them were not the culprit, Ji Haotian naturally did not want to involve innocent people.

"Rareless! You dare to question me now! Are you really not sure how to live or die!"

The school official shouted loudly and his eyes were majestic.

"Are you joining the military to defend your country or seek personal gain?"

Ji Haotian looked at the school official in front of him indifferently: "As an officer, he bought private property and used the power of the army to escort the private business. What is the difference between this and drinking blood from soldiers? Do you really think that such a person is worthy of your loyalty?"

The sound is like a bell.

It is difficult to hide the anger in it.

Ji Haotian is now noble, but after all, he has gone from a low-level soldier to today step by step.

It's difficult to walk.

Therefore, he can better understand the difficulties of the lower-class soldiers. Over the years, he has been very considerate of the soldiers under his command, so he has been deeply loved by the people.

The soldiers of the border are no better than those in China. Over the years, the country has been stable and the sea is peaceful and the rivers are clear.

But the border has never been peaceful.

The world's powers coveted the richness of China's products, and the surrounding small countries are constantly provoking trouble.

These arrogant arrogances were all suppressed by the flesh and blood of border soldiers. Today, I saw that the soldiers who were trained in the army had become private guards.

He not only felt heartbroken.

And angry.

When the school official heard Ji Haotian's questioning, his eyes twitched. A good man was passionate in the army. Who wouldn't want to defend his country with iron horses, and who wouldn't want to gallop on the battlefield and win a thousand miles?

But in fact, his actions today are contrary to his dreams and original intentions, but he has no choice.

He has been in the army for more than ten years, from enlisting in the army to being selected and entering the martial arts lecture hall, and now promoted to battalion commander, he has used up all his youth, never regretted or feared.

Every soldier is full of pride in his heart, and he was convinced that he could devote his whole life to the military camp.

But the ideal is full, but the reality is skinny and cold.

He is about to face reinstatement and restore his career. No soldier is willing to leave the military camp, and he is the same. Today, he received an order from a senior leader to capture Ji Haotian.

Once this matter is done and once it is done beautifully, he may have hope left.

But at this moment, he finally realized that he could not do it at all with the blood of innocent civilians.

"Why, don't want to say it, or dare not say it?"

Ji Haotian looked at the school official who didn't say a word, and his eyes became more and more lit up: "As a soldier, have you forgotten your original intention, or have you been blinded by the desire for profit, and your mission and responsibilities?!"

A question touched the pain points in the hearts of the school officials.

He suddenly looked up and looked at Ji Haotian: "You have to know! Your current identity is a murderer! What qualifications do you have to come here to question me?!"

Ji Haotian looked at the school official's epaulette and his voice was cold: "Longmai Villa is huge in scale, with a total value of hundreds of billions. Do you think this is something that ordinary people can manipulate? His boss behind the scenes is in the army, but he uses funds to build his own comfort nest. For such people who harm the country and the people, everyone will be punished! You must know that your rights and glory are given by the country and the people, not by him!"

The school official remained silent. He was proud and upright all his life. He had never been ridiculed by others like this.

But today as.

But he left him speechless.

"I'll ask you one last time."

Ji Haotian looked into the school official's eyes: "Who is the person behind you who drinks soldiers' blood?"

The eyes are like the sea.

It seems to be able to reflect people's hearts.

Majestic, cold, irresistible.

When the school official saw Ji Haotian's eyes, he felt inexplicably shocked and his emotions were complicated.

Ji Haotian's eyes made him feel extremely familiar.

That was when he was serving on the frontier.

This kind of eyes is the gaze that only those generals who hold high positions and conquer their lives have.

Ji Haotian's eyes made the school official inexplicably afraid: "What can I do if I told you?"

Ji Haotian smiled slightly: "I can make him pay the price he deserves."

The voice is calm.

A normal smile.

But it makes people feel the sufficient self-confidence.

"Just, you are just a villain. Do you really think that if you have the courage to kill a few ordinary people, you can summon the wind and rain. Are you arrogant? Let me tell you, this is the army! It is not the city where you come into contact with! The people in the army are not the kind of wine bag you killed today!"

The school official seemed to hear some joke. Seeing Ji Haotian full of confidence, he shook his head slightly and sighed inwardly that the newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger: "The one behind the Dragon Vessel Villa is powerful and has a very popular spot in the Yunzhou world. Just because you, a young boy who is like a frog in the well, is he also talking nonsense? Do you want him to pay the price?"

"Yes, the frog in the well looks at the sky three inches. Some people's vision may be difficult to improve after spending their entire lives."

Ji Haotian ignored the school official's teasing and continued: "Can I do it? You don't need to care. Just tell me the name of this person."

He was in charge of the three armies, and he was bleeding all the way, and he experienced countless wars. He was used to seeing soldiers falling down in groups and the battlefield was devastated.

Together.

Both are passionate men.

The soldiers in front fought with their lives to protect the vast China.

And the officers in the rear were so extravagant.

Comparing each other not only makes people feel heartbroken, but also makes Ji Haotian angry.

He could look at other things from the bottom of the well, but what he faced at this time was related to the future of countless soldiers and the affairs of the army's strokes, and he must not let it go.

The school official did not know Ji Haotian's identity, but obviously noticed his anger. He felt a little embarrassed when he was swaying. The young man in front of him knew that he was concerned about the welfare of the soldiers. As an officer, he was actually confused and was involved in the corruption and abuse of power.

In awe of shame, the officer sighed: "Even if you tell me, what's wrong with you? Do you know who the boss behind the Dragon Mail Villa is? I tell you that he is..."

"Bang!"

The speech has not been expressed.
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