I rise from the sword

Chapter 288
Yan Zhirou looked at the two gift boxes and asked in confusion, "Head Yang, what is this?"

Yang Lin smiled and said, "Miss Yan, don't you know if you open it and have a look?"

Seeing that Yan Zhirou was still a little hesitant, Yang Lin said again: "What's the matter, Miss Yan, are you afraid that I will plant a bomb in it?"

"Pfft-"

Yan Zhirou was amused by Yang Lin, she didn't hesitate anymore, and opened the little gift box directly.

"Pen? The latest from Montblanc?"

Seeing the items inside the cardboard box, Yan Zhirou showed a rather surprised expression.

It's not because the gift Yang Lin gave her is so precious, but because Yang Lin puts too much effort into this gift.

As a reporter, the pen is obviously one of the few things she can't live without.

"Then what's in this box?"

Yang Lin still didn't answer, but showed an expression that you opened it to see for yourself.

Yan Zhirou didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately opened the other box as well.

"A Leica camera?"

Yan Zhirou recognized the items in the carton and the brand at a glance, because she herself owns a Leica camera.

However, it looks like the one inside the carton is clearly the latest model.

Yang Lin asked with a smile, "How is it, Ms. Yan, do you like these two gifts?"

Yan Zhirou didn't answer directly, but said: "Captain Yang, for the sake of your care in choosing gifts, I will forgive you for being frivolous just now."

After Yan Zhirou picked up the camera and fiddled with it for a while, she asked again: "By the way, Commander Yang, I heard that you formed a special operations force, and it was this force that beheaded the Japanese Fourth Brigade? "

"good."

Yang Lin nodded. Since Yan Zhirou asked here, it is obvious that this matter is no longer a secret to her.

Yan Zhirou asked again: "Then can you let me interview this mysterious special forces, and do an exclusive interview by the way?"

"No."

Yang Lin shook his head and refused.

Seeing Yan Zhirou's puzzled expression, he explained: "Spike Special Forces is the top secret of our Zhongrui Regiment, and it is also a sharp blade of our Zhongrui Regiment. When necessary, it can deal a fatal blow to the enemy!
If you are allowed to do an exclusive interview and expose it, then the Japanese invaders will be on guard, and the sharpness of this sharp blade will be greatly reduced. "

"Oh."

Yan Zhirou nodded to express her understanding. As a qualified reporter, she is not big-chested and brainless. She still knows these things.

For example, some state secrets, even if she has access to them, she cannot report them to the public.

After a pause, Yang Lin continued: "Of course, Miss Yan, you are not an outsider. If you want to see 'Spike', I can still take you to see it, but there is one thing that you can only watch. It cannot be filmed, it cannot be exposed, and it cannot even be mentioned with anyone, even the chiefs of the war zone chief's department!"

"Don't worry, I understand discipline, I don't want to be arrested as a spy."

Yan Zhirou promised a little excitedly that she also wanted to see the heroic troops in this heroic army.

"let's go!"

The two got up and walked out of the regiment headquarters hall.

Except for some officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui Regiment stationed at the regiment headquarters and responsible for the city defense of Fenyang County, the rest of the combat troops of the battalions, as well as the Spike Special Forces, are training at the field training ground on the outskirts of the city.

When he came to the gate of the regiment, Yang Lin casually stepped on a two-wheeled motorcycle parked beside him.

This is what he got by signing in.

In this day and age, bicycles are rare objects, let alone motorcycles, and two-wheeled motorcycles are even rarer.

Yan Zhirou couldn't help being amazed.

"Miss Yan, hurry up and get in the car, why are you still standing there!"

"Oh!"

Yan Zhirou responded, supported Yang Lin's shoulders, and sat firmly on the back seat of the motorcycle.

Fortunately, she was wearing a windbreaker. If it was a dress, it would not be so convenient.

"Sit tight!"

After saying that, Yang Lin released the clutch violently, and after the motorcycle roared like a "boom boom boom", it immediately flew out like an arrow off the string.

In his previous life, Yang Lin did not have the ability to drive a Ferrari with one hand, mainly because he was poor.

Ferrari is something that is basically there when you are born. If you don't have it when you are born, it is very difficult to have it later.

However, motorcycles are one of Yang Lin's hobbies, and his favorite thing to do is to take girls for a ride on a motorcycle.

At the most time, Zeng Yiche brought 5 girls.

"Buzz, buzz!—"

As the roar of the motorcycle became louder and louder, the speed of the motorcycle also became faster and faster.

"Captain Yang, drive slowly..."

The speed of cars in this era is generally not fast. Of course, the road conditions do not allow vehicles to drive too fast.

So much so that Yan Zhirou couldn't help becoming a little nervous, and the hands supporting Yang Lin's shoulders also strengthened a little bit, and her body moved forward unconsciously.

"Miss Yan, just don't worry, I'm a veteran driver, people and cars are one, and safety is guaranteed!"

Yang Lin drove a 125 motorcycle on the road as he pleased.

Although the 125 motorcycle is very inconspicuous in the 21st century, but in the period of the Republic of China, it definitely wanted to be a cool existence.

Yang Lin's driving skills are very good, but he deliberately drove on the potholed road, and stepped on the emergency brake from time to time.

This is why Yang Lin likes to take girls for a ride on a motorcycle.

And stepping on the sudden brake from time to time is also one of the compulsory courses for the old driver to take his sister for a ride.

The motorcycle bumped up, and from time to time it suddenly braked and slowed down.

Rao Yiyan Zhirou's courage far exceeds that of ordinary women, so she couldn't help becoming nervous. The hands on Yang Lin's shoulders were involuntarily placed on Yang Lin's waist.

Eating tofu is cool for a while, and eating tofu is always cool.

Xiao Mian, how dare you make fun of me...

10 minutes later.

The motorcycle bumped all the way, and Yang Lin was full of tofu.

This feeling, I really don’t want to mention it, one word, amazing!
"laugh!--"

The 125 motorcycle braked suddenly, and Yan Zhirou was caught off guard, and fell on Yang Lin's back again.

Immediately after Yang Lin flicked his tail gracefully, the car drifted 180 degrees and stopped steadily on the side.

No matter who Yan Zhirou is, she took the car all the way, and she knew very well that Yang Lin's plot was not good.

She didn't expect that a great hero who was famous all over the world would be so obscene.

However, she still liked the feeling.

She was almost born with a golden key in her mouth, and the people around her were either respectful or flattering to her, which made her hardly have any close friends.

And like Yang Lin, he was the first one who dared to "show his true feelings" to her.

"Miss Yan, we're here, get out of the car."

"You're such a rascal!"

Yan Zhirou's face was flushed with embarrassment, and when she got out of the car, she grabbed Yang Lin's weak waist as revenge.

Although she didn't dislike Yang Lin's actions, she still had to maintain her reserve.

"Tuan Zao, Tuan Zao!"

Seeing Yang Lin approaching, the officers and soldiers on duty stood up and saluted him.

Yang Lin nodded to the others, and then led Yan Zhirou into the field training ground of the Zhongrui Regiment.

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(End of this chapter)