The military exercise was extremely fierce, with rumbling artillery fire and bursts of gunfire. Red and green tracer bullets kept flashing in the night sky. Balls of fire shot into the sky, deafening, and the shouts of death were soaring. The soldiers of the red side rumbled towards the blue side.
, the blue side kept losing ground and was completely defeated.
Red flags were planted on the blue team's positions, eventually forcing the blue team to the last line of defense. Only one more group charge was needed to completely defeat the blue team and achieve the final victory of this military exercise.
The morale of the soldiers on the red side was high, and they were as excited as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood; the soldiers on the blue side were cowering in fear, discarding their helmets and armor, and were miserable, with gloomy faces all over their faces.
At the Red Square Field Hospital, the only helicopter searching for the wounded slowly took off, adjusted and flew south at full speed.
Before leaving, Yan Fenghuo destroyed the wired and wireless equipment of the field hospital, making it impossible for the field hospital to make any contact with the headquarters within half an hour.
The red team's headquarters is hidden in a mountain col, and consists of all-colored tents. The tents are covered with camouflage nets, and they look no different from a jungle.
The headquarters is here, the radar is here, and the information countermeasures center is here.
"Report!" A combat staff officer walked into the headquarters.
"Say." Qian Yuanzheng raised his head.
"The radar shows that the rescue helicopter from the field hospital is flying towards us at maximum speed."
"What is the problem?"
"It's very abnormal," the combat staff officer said.
"Put the radio on."
"yes!"
In the helicopter, Qian Cheng held the helicopter control handle and stared at the dark night ahead. Yan Fenghuo beside him kept correcting the course for him, nervously staring at Qian Cheng who was flying a plane for the first time.
"Old Qian, don't be too impulsive later, just scare your dad." Yan Fenghuo gently warned Qian Cheng.
"Yes, yes," Deng Xiaoman and the two guys also advised: "Just scare the shit out of your dad. Let's not take it so seriously."
Qian Cheng, this unlucky boy, is really obsessed now. He wants to fly the helicopter by himself, no matter what, he will die with his father.
"No!" Qian Cheng shouted with eyes wide open: "My mission is to die together with the enemy command. Only in this way can we achieve the final victory. Aren't they the red team awesome? I will behead them today, let them have a try
What is failure?"
"Hey, just scare him. Just make your dad admit defeat." Yan Fenghuo continued to comfort him.
He was quite depressed because the terrorists he had trained were actually scarier than himself. This kid was extraordinary, he was definitely possessed.
"He gave up?" Qian Cheng said disdainfully: "There is nothing in this world that can make him give up! Did you know that my grandfather didn't agree when he married my mother? What do you think this old man can do? Come to the door on Monday.
Threats include coming to the door and crying on Tuesday, looking after the home on Wednesday, slapping the table and staring on Thursday, looking for life and death on Friday, and pulling out a gun to rob someone on Saturday."
"What about Sunday?" Yang Ganglie asked.
"Sleeping on Sunday."
"What about next Monday?" Deng Xiaoman asked.
Qian Cheng's eyes widened: "I slept with my mother on Sunday, what else can I do next Monday?"
"Strong!" Yan Fenghuo extended his thumb.
"Hey, I always slap the table and stare at the leader. I don't know how he managed to become the deputy commander. Anyway, he has never surrendered, let alone surrender. It's impossible. So I can only die with him.
So don’t try to persuade me."
An impatient expression appeared on Qian Cheng's face, he lit a cigarette and took a long puff and continued: "My father and I are natural enemies. I liked drawing when I was a child, but he had to force me to play with guns."
.My grades are good, but he said that my grades are not as accurate as shooting a gun; I won an award for painting, but he said that winning an award is useless, and if I want to win, I have to get first-class merit. The better my grades are, the more displeased my dad is with me.
.I don’t know how many times I was beaten just because of painting. Do you think I want to be this soldier? Not at all, I’m just angry with him. He is the deputy commander and I am a junior sergeant; he has face and needs face.
, I don’t care, I’m just a young sergeant, haha.”
This is the life of Qian Cheng. He was born into a general but cannot become a son of a tiger. He wants his own life but cannot get it at all. He must follow the path drawn by his fathers step by step. He fights and opposes, but to no avail. In the end, with
A rebellious heart takes its own revenge.
It's a pity that this kind of revenge will only hurt the relationship between father and son more and more. The father will always be strong, and the son will always fight silently. When conditions arise that can overturn the strong force, the son will not hesitate to regard his father as his
Treat them like enemies and stand up to fight back.
It is not difficult to see this. In real life, it is common for fathers and sons to become enemies. But when a son becomes a father, this narrow hatred will disappear without a trace.
At this time, Qian Cheng seized the opportunity. He had the conditions to completely and permanently overthrow the powerful. So he fell into madness and concentrated the narrow-minded hatred accumulated over the past twenty years at this point and exploded.
The living environment of Yang Ganglie and Deng Xiaoman is almost exactly the same as that of Qian Cheng, so they also went crazy. But they are more sober. After all, they are not facing their own fathers. If they were facing their own fathers, they would probably not be as good as Qian Cheng.
How bad it is.
Their lives lack nothing but father's love.
"Zizzizi..." Qian Yuanzheng's majestic voice sounded over the airborne radio: "I am Qian Yuanzheng, ordering you to return immediately."
"I am Qian Cheng, a member of the Ten O'Clock Death Squadron, and I will carry out a beheading operation on your unit." Hearing his father's voice, Qian Cheng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Commander Qian, we will fight until death!"
These words were full of hatred and cold to the bone. Others could never understand why he hated his father so much, nor could they understand what kind of actions his hatred would turn into.
"Qian Cheng! I order you to return immediately!" Qian Yuanzheng in Wuxian raised his voice, showing great anger.
"You have no right to order me. You are the Red Army and I am the Blue Army. This is a battlefield, a battlefield where you and I die. We are enemies, so don't act like your army commander, let alone treat you like an emperor at home.
Show me your prestige, I won't accept your tricks."
"you!……"
"One thing, if you surrender and admit defeat, of course I can return, but can you surrender?"
"Impossible!" Qian Yuanzheng said word by word: "Surrender is not in my dictionary!"
"I know you won't surrender, so we have nothing to say." Qian Cheng looked at the navigation and said: "I will arrive at the red side headquarters in eight minutes. Be prepared to be beheaded!"
In the red side headquarters, Qian Yuanzheng slammed the table and shouted to the combat staff beside him: "What attack weapons is that helicopter equipped with?"
A staff officer immediately replied: "Commander, that helicopter does not have any weapons and equipment."
"Then how do they carry out the beheading operation?"
"There is a way..."
"explain!"
"Crash over here!"
"Hmph, does he dare?" Qian Yuanzheng snorted heavily.
He knows his son better than his father. He knows his son very well. Even if he is given ten courages, he would not dare to do such a lifeless thing. If he can really do such a lifeless thing, then Qian Yuanzheng really has to treat his own son.
The son expressed his admiration.
"Dare you." A woman's voice came over.
"Consultant Tang." Qian Yuanzheng turned around and nodded to Tangtang, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Deputy Commander Qian, can you let me talk to the helicopter?" Tangtang asked.
"Okay." Qian Yuanzheng nodded.
Sometimes it is better for women to come forward than men to do the work, especially in the army. In the army, the earnest ideological work of the political instructor may not be useful, but if a gentle woman appears and uses her unique maternal tenderness to carry out ideological work, the effect will be surprisingly good.
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"Yan Fenghuo, this is Tangtang." Tangtang said to the radio: "You are going to use the helicopter to ram into the command post. Very good, hit it hard."
"Consultant Tang!" Qian Yuanzheng looked sullen.
He wanted Tangtang to try to comfort his son, but this girl actually encouraged the helicopter to crash into her. She was just playing the piano randomly.
Tangtang turned around and smiled at Qian Yuanzheng, but still went her own way.
Yan Fenghuo's voice sounded on the radio: "You must hit him hard, this unlucky kid has become a madman now. By the way, is Commander Qian here? I said, old Qian, look how you manage your son.
He's obviously a crazy guy who doesn't even care about his life, but he was tortured into a playboy by you. Tutoring, tutoring is very important. Now you are dumbfounded, stunned, your son has started a war with you. Do you think you have a son?
Easy, that's the swimming champion among hundreds of millions of tadpoles, hey... Surrender, surrender will be the end of the matter."
Hearing these words, Qian Yuanzheng grabbed the radio and roared: "Surrender? I won't surrender. If you are my son, come over to me. I will stay here and won't go anywhere. If you don't
If you dare, get away as soon as possible so that you don’t get in my eyes!"
"Qian Yuanzheng, see if I dare to hit you today!" Qian Cheng's roar came from the radio.
"Bump! If you don't hit you, you are no longer a member of Qian Yuanzheng!" Qian Yuanzheng yelled at the radio, turned around and ordered: "Bring the helicopter down for me!"
"Commander..."
"Fight it down! This is war!"
"But...your son is still up there..."
"Humph, I'm going to die because of my own misfortune. I'll just pretend that I don't have this unfulfilling son!"
"yes!"
"Wait!" Tangtang stopped, picked up the radio and said, "Qian Cheng, you don't have to worry, your father is in the tent in the center of the headquarters."
Putting down the radio, Tangtang said to Qian Yuanzheng: "Deputy Commander Qian, please order all personnel to evacuate. You can't attack the helicopter because there are three soldiers on it."
"Humph, so what if there are three more?" Qian Yuanzheng said angrily: "Since you dare to do this, you must be prepared to suffer the consequences."
"You can't bear the consequences." Tangtang stared into Qian Yuanzheng's eyes and said, "You can't bear the consequences of the death of any of the other three people, especially Yan Fenghuo. If he dies, you know what you will do next.
What will happen to the situation?"
"What will happen?" Qian Yuanzheng asked loudly.
"I will blow your head right off." Tangtang was very serious, just like when she was a child and she seriously regarded Yan Fenghuo as her protector.
"you!……"
"Haha..." The serious Tangtang smiled and said: "Believe me, as long as Yan Fenghuo is here, there will be absolutely no problem. The most embarrassing thing in his life is his two fathers. This is his knot, so you are worried about it.
Won't show up."
Qian Yuanzheng stared at Tangtang for a while, and finally nodded heavily.
All personnel were evacuated within a minute, and the entire headquarters became empty, leaving only Qian Yuanzheng and Tangtang.