In the corridor in front of the combat department, Ouyang Shan stood at the door of the imaging room and glanced at the people in the room with piercing eyes. When he saw the three Wan Lins wearing hunter costumes, he was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized Wan Lin.
: "Haha, it turns out it's you guys who can cause chaos in my headquarters, that is, you brats."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to return the salute, then pulled the young monk who was saluting in front of him to him. He said with a smile: "Where did such a bald boy come from? Why are you still squatting on the ground?
I cried, and I cried very sadly."
He then looked at the boy with tears on his face and asked: "Boy, tell me, who bullied you here?" He already knew in his heart that this bald boy must have come here with Wan Lin and others.
When the young monk heard the voice of questioning in front of him, he sobbed and raised his head. He saw the three general stars on the old man's shoulders and the majestic face at a glance. He raised his arms nervously and shouted in embarrassment.
Said: "Report... report to the big... chief, with my senior brother and... and Minister Qi and the others here, no... no one dares to... dare... to bully... to bully Jing Heng, I... I... I am
I was so excited... that I burst into tears."
After this kid entered the army, he pestered Feng Dao and the others every day to ask them to introduce their official ranks in the army. So he saw the military rank on the shoulders of the old man in front of him at a glance, and immediately realized that this man must be older than Minister Qi.
The leader, so he looked very nervous.
The old general looked at the bald boy with tears on his face and stammered and smiled. He turned to look at the two staff officers standing beside him and said with a smile: "Haha, this is not only a bald boy, but also a little stammerer. But this
His military appearance is very standard, is this guy also a soldier?"
At this time, Qi Zhijun came over with a smile and said in a low voice: "Commander, this boy is Wanlin's new recruit. He is the young disciple of Lingyi Temple that I mentioned to you last time. He has only been here for more than two months, and he has already
He has participated in several battles and faced off against Razor, and he was very brave in action."
Wan Lin also hurriedly came over and introduced: "Commander, this is Jing Heng. He just joined the army two months ago. Now he is performing tasks with us. He has not received systematic training and is not very clear about the army. Don't mind.
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Ouyang Shan lowered his head and looked at the young monk, then nodded and said hello to Ye Feng and Wang Tiecheng who were approaching. He then pulled the young monk towards the room, and then pulled the young monk to sit on a chair next to the table.
He looked at the bald boy with fondness and asked in a kind voice: "So you are that brave little monk who is good at fighting. I have read the battle reports of several operations, and you are mentioned many times in them. Good job. Come here.
, sit down and tell me who bullied you? You actually started crying."
When the young monk heard the commander's question, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face. He then took out a few pieces of elbow meat from the plastic bag he held in his left hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ouyang Shan looked at this kid with wide eyes and exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, this kid is pretty big. I'm asking, why did you still eat it?"
The young monk chewed the elbow meat in his mouth several times and replied vaguely: "Report...report to the chief, I...I am...nervous when I see you as a senior official, I...I eat it"
Just order something and you won’t be nervous anymore.”
He then raised the plastic bag in his hand and said: "Big... Chief, can you... eat some too? But... it's delicious. If you eat it... you won't be nervous."
"Ah, it's so delicious. Let me eat some." The old general smiled and picked up a piece of meat from the bag and stuffed it into his mouth. He then said, "Well, it's delicious. Oh, that's not right. I saw you.
Why is this brat so nervous?"
He then looked at the boy and laughed and scolded: "You brat, you took me into the ditch." The old general said, lovingly touching the boy's bald head and saying: "Forget it, I won't ask you either.
Why don't you rush me to death with your stammering report?"
Ouyang Shan said, looked up at Qi Zhijun and asked: "Minister Qi, what's going on?" Qi Zhijun stood at attention and replied: "Just now we were talking about the situation of Lingyi Temple. It is located deep in the mountains, close to the border area, and the environment is
It was extremely harsh. It was in this kind of environment that the young monk grew up hungry and well-fed, and also acquired outstanding martial arts under the guidance of his master, Master Changtian."
He then said with some embarrassment: "Commander, just now I made the decision without authorization and ordered the Logistics Department of the Border Guard Force to send living supplies to the three masters and apprentices of Lingyi Temple every month in accordance with the standards of the officers and soldiers at the border guard post. I haven't had time to tell you about this yet.
Please ask for instructions."
As soon as Qi Zhijun finished speaking, Ouyang Shan said coldly: "You don't need to ask for instructions on this kind of thing. You can just handle it and go directly to the logistics department to solve it!" He followed and looked at Ye Feng and others who were still standing in front of him and said.
: "Don't stand, everyone sit down."
The old general took the young monk to the conference table and sat down. He looked at Qi Zhijun and continued: "I went to the hospital to visit Zou Tao some time ago, and he also told me about the situation in Lingyi Temple."
The old general looked down at the young monk sitting next to him, and said with some emotion: "An old man who is already 80 years old still insists on passing on the profound Chinese Kungfu to his disciples in the deep mountains and wild forests. He will also teach his most proud little monk
The disciples were sent to our army to serve the country. Such old people are respectable and admirable. They are the family members of our Chinese soldiers, and we should help them!"
He raised his head and looked at Qi Zhijun and said: "I have been too busy during this period and have not taken care of this matter. It is my negligence. It is good that you can keep this matter in mind."
He then looked at Wan Lin and the others and said: "Wan Lin, Lingyi Temple is under my jurisdiction. Although this young monk is not my soldier, he is a soldier of China! What do you think? Tell me!"
When Wan Lin heard Ouyang Shan's question, he scratched his head and did not answer. Qi Zhijun saw Wan Lin's embarrassed look and knew that he was embarrassed to cause trouble to his military region. After all, the young monk was a soldier of Wan Lin's military region.
Qi Zhijun hurriedly said: "Commander, although I have asked the border guards to temporarily solve the living problem of Lingyi Temple, it is not a long-term solution. Just now I heard from Brigade Wang that Wanlin is preparing to give birth to people in Wanlin in the mountains of his hometown.
Grandpa’s two masters are building a temple. I wonder if it can be bigger? Let the three masters and disciples from Lingyi Temple come over as well.”
At this time, Ye Feng and Wang Tiecheng were already sitting on the chairs opposite the conference table. Ye Feng took over Qi Zhijun's words and said with a smile: "Commander Ouyang, your Minister Qi is very cunning. He not only wants to solve the lives of the masters and disciples of Lingyi Temple.
Difficult question, but I am still thinking about the advanced martial arts in Lingyi Temple."