"Old soldier, you must be getting on in years. Where are you from?"

The sentry glanced at Zhang Beixing indifferently, then turned his head away without saying a word, ignoring him.

Zhang Beixing pursed his lips speechlessly and continued making small talk:

"Dear comrade, I really need to pee, could you let me out for a moment?"

The sentry looked ahead: "It's not time for fresh air yet, hold it in."

Zhang Beixing rolled his eyes helplessly. "Please be lenient. We're all soldiers of the Wolf Fang Army. We see each other all the time. I'll just go out for a bit."

"No," the sentry firmly refused.

"Hey, you're from the same hometown as my seventh uncle's second cousin!" Zhang Beixing said with a grin. "Hey buddy, got a girlfriend? Want me to introduce you to someone?"

“It’s no use,” the sentry said sternly. “I don’t accept any bribes.”

"*%¥#@¥%,#!"

Zhang Beixing was completely bewildered: "Damn it, are you a walking encyclopedia of Chinese dialects?!"

The sentry chuckled, then rattled off a string of words in rapid succession:
“Tais-toi et dis non.”

"Hvis du siger nej, kan du ikke."

"Wenn du nein sagst, kannst du es nicht."

The sentry said the same sentence in French, Danish and German respectively.

The translation is: Shut up, if I said no, then no.

Damn it! ?
Zhang Beixing was stunned. He was always the one who pretended, but today someone else had actually pretended to be him.
Aside from a simple "Holy crap," I have absolutely no other words to say.

Zhang Beixing was completely at a loss, and gave the sentry a thumbs up:

"Good job, kid. Where did you graduate from?"

The sentry smiled smugly: "The Department of Linguistics at Tsinghua University."

Zhang Beixing sneered, "A Tsinghua University graduate coming here to guard the gate? Did he get his head caught in a door?"

The sentry retorted defiantly, "Being a soldier is my dream."

Zhang Beixing blurted out: "**¥%#%!"

The sentry blinked, indicating that he didn't understand.

"What do you mean? You're not making this up, are you?"

"Bullshit, this is Ivia!" Zhang Beixing chuckled. "Come on, you high achiever, translate it for me."

The sentry stammered, "This...this is a less common language, I..."

Zhang Beixing showed no mercy in his disdain: "You noob! You can't even understand this? Go back to school and retake the course!"

"Hey you...!"

Zhang Beixing didn't give him a chance to refute and simply turned and left.

The sentry felt a lump in his throat, a feeling of suffocation gripping him.

Equally unwilling to admit defeat, Zhang Beixing secretly rolled his eyes, muttering to himself as he turned away:
Hmph, you just wait, I'll learn every language in the world in a minute! That'll scare you to death!
Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing turned around and lay back on the bed without saying a word, and began to bury himself in his studies.

Not long after, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the iron gate.

A girl's pleading voice came from outside:

"Comrade, may I just talk to him outside for a couple of minutes instead of going in?"

The sentry, as always, upheld the law impartially and coldly refused:

"No! No one is allowed to visit during the lockdown, that's the rule!"

In order to see Zhang Beixing, Zhang Yingying used every trick in the book, her face beaming with a smile:

"I won't break the rules, I'll just talk for a little while, just a minute."

The sentry, his face grim, raised his hand in a gesture:
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I cannot grant this request. During Zhangbei Xingguan's confinement, no one is allowed to visit him."

Hearing the sentry's blunt and stern refusal, a hint of disappointment flashed across Zhang Yingying's face.

After the K2 Black Cat incident, Zhang Yingying realized that she might not be suitable for undercover work, so she returned to work in Tang Xinyi's military game office.

However, she occasionally serves as a special affairs consultant, explaining intelligence and tactical knowledge to newly enlisted female soldiers.

Lei Zhan had approached Zhang Yingying multiple times, hoping she would join the Fire Phoenix Special Forces.

However, Zhang Yingying said she would make a decision after consulting with Zhang Beixing.

Recently, Zhang Beixing has been busy with training and filming, leaving him little time for anything else, including reading. As a result, this matter has been put on hold.

Although Zhang Yingying felt somewhat neglected, she didn't blame Zhang Beixing for it.

That's how it is when you're dating a soldier, especially a special forces soldier; it's common for them to not be in contact for years.

As the first line of defense for the motherland, special forces soldiers travel all over the country and overseas all year round, constantly carrying out various arduous missions and striking down any enemy who dares to threaten the safety of the country and the people.

As the girlfriend of a special forces soldier, you must learn to endure loneliness.

Zhang Yingying has made full mental preparations.

but……

Theory is one thing, reality is another!

Upon hearing that Zhang Beixing had been placed in solitary confinement, Zhang Yingying couldn't suppress her desire to see him and rushed over immediately.

Even if it meant breaking the rules, she wanted to see Zhang Beixing.

But the sentry wouldn't budge, no matter what.

Zhang Beixing, who was lying in bed, also heard Zhang Yingying's voice, and suddenly got up, preparing to walk towards the door.

But at that moment, the sentry at the door suddenly stood at attention and saluted:

"Hello, Brigadier!"

Zhang Beixing stopped in his tracks.

He Zhijun strode in from outside the iron gate of the solitary confinement cell.

He Zhijun, the top figure in the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, holds the rank of Major General and serves as the Chief of Staff of the General Staff Department of the Southeast Military Region, while also concurrently serving as the Brigade Commander.

Upon seeing He Zhijun arrive in person, the sentry snapped to attention and saluted.

When Zhang Yingying saw He Zhijun, she quickly stepped aside, her expression slightly unnatural.

Visiting Zhang Beixing, who was in solitary confinement, without permission was already a violation of discipline, and to make matters worse, he was caught red-handed by the top leader, which was extremely embarrassing.

Zhang Yingying lowered her head, not daring to speak.

He Zhijun naturally noticed Zhang Yingying as well and took the initiative to greet her:

"Comrade Zhang Yingying, what's wrong? Don't you recognize me?"

Zhang Yingying awkwardly raised her head and quickly saluted: "Greetings, Commander!"

He Zhijun smiled dismissively, glanced at the solitary confinement cell, then his gaze returned to Zhang Yingying, his tone slightly mocking:
"Comrade Zhang Yingying, are you here to visit Zhang Beixing?"

"Ah?" Zhang Yingying's cheeks flushed slightly. "Yes..."

Looking at Zhang Yingying's shy, girlish expression, He Zhijun seemed to be deep in thought:
"Heh, Zhang Beixing, that brat, is quite cunning."

“I remember you came to me to complain that he had harassed you, but after a few months, he had ‘tricked’ you into his arms.”

Listening to He Zhijun talking on and on, Zhang Yingying's face turned even redder, even a little hot.

Come to think of it, Zhang Beixing never really pursued her properly; he skipped that step and went straight into a relationship with her.

No, I must make him make it up to me when I get the chance!

Seeing Zhang Yingying's shy expression, He Zhijun, who had been through similar experiences, laughed heartily.

He Zhijun turned to the solemnly standing sentry and ordered, "Open the gate." "Yes, Brigade Commander!"

The sentry responded loudly, then took out the key, turned around and inserted it into the lock, and the iron gate opened with a click.

He Zhijun took a step forward, then suddenly turned back to look at Zhang Yingying as if he had just realized something:
"Young comrade, come in together."

Upon hearing that He Zhijun had allowed her to go in and visit Zhang Beixing, Zhang Yingying didn't hesitate and immediately smiled with delight.

"Thank you, chief!"

The iron gate slowly opened inwards, and the two walked in together.

Zhang Beixing stood inside the door, smiling as he looked at the two of them.

Zhang Yingying and Zhang Beixing exchanged a glance, their unspoken understanding remaining, and said nothing more.

He Zhijun spoke first: "Zhang Beixing, have these past few days of confinement made you realize your mistakes?"

Zhang Beixing nodded hurriedly, his tone firm:

"A very profound understanding!"

Seeing Zhang Beixing's serious expression, Zhang Yingying quickly lowered her head, unable to suppress a smile.

He Zhijun nodded slowly: "Although killing a drug dealer isn't a big deal, this is a blatant violation of military discipline, and you even fired in front of the police. I think you really want to go to a pig farm."

"Your attitude seems quite sincere," He Zhijun said slowly. "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Zhang Beixing answered decisively, "The mistake was letting the police see it. I should have knocked that officer unconscious first, and then shot Ma Yunfei!"

what? What?
Knock out the police officers before shooting?
In the end, they still had to wait for the criminal to surrender before killing him?

What kind of grudge could this be?!

He Zhijun's prepared remarks suddenly stopped, and he stared dumbfounded at Zhang Beixing, who looked very serious.

Before He Zhijun could get angry, Zhang Beixing quickly chuckled:
"Number One, please don't look at me like that. I was just joking."

“I really didn’t intend to kill him, but Ma Yunfei really brought this on himself.”

Zhang Beixing continued calmly, "Even if it happened all over again, I would still fire the gun."

"Why?" He Zhijun frowned.

Zhang Beixing asked, "Can I really tell you?"

He Zhijun asked irritably, "What exactly happened?"

Zhang Beixing thought for a moment, took a step forward, and whispered a few words in He Zhijun's ear.

Some things really can't be said openly and publicly.

He Zhijun's expression turned slightly unpleasant after hearing this:

"I understand. But as soldiers, we shouldn't discuss these things. The man is dead; let's leave it at that."

Zhang Beixing had no objections. As long as Ma Yunfei didn't threaten Zhang Yingying, he wouldn't bother breaking the rules for this person.

Unfortunately, people just can't help but court disaster.

Let's observe a 0.1-second moment of silence for Ma Yunfei; even a millisecond longer would be giving him face.

Seeing that He Zhijun's expression gradually softened, Zhang Beixing knew that the confinement incident had largely been averted.

Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing took two steps back and unconsciously glanced at Zhang Yingying.

After a brief pause, Zhang Beixing smiled slightly, with a hint of smugness in his expression, and said, "In peacetime, special forces are arguably the most dangerous profession."

He Zhijun was slightly taken aback and looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

But Zhang Beixing's expression was very serious, and his words were resolute.

"I personally am not afraid of the threat of death and despise the enemy's retaliation."

“I might be walking down the street one day when an infrared scope’s red dot lands on my temple, but since I’ve chosen this path, I’m not afraid.”

“But!” Zhang Beixing changed the subject, “I will never allow any enemy to harm my family, comrades, or loved ones. Even potential threats must be nipped in the bud!”

As they spoke, Zhang Beixing and Zhang Yingying met eyes, and Zhang Yingying showed a thoughtful expression.

Could it be that Zhang Beixing was imprisoned because of his own actions when he shot and killed the drug lord?
Seeing this, He Zhijun sighed helplessly and didn't bother to point it out.

“I have been in the army for so many years and have seen too many life-and-death separations. If I were to go back 30 years and encounter a similar situation, I would probably make the same choice as you.”

"But times have changed. As soldiers in the new era, we will inevitably face more constraints and tests. Special forces soldiers should be especially prepared psychologically."

After speaking, He Zhijun's expression turned serious.

"After discussion and decision by the organization, you have been given a demerit and placed under internal confinement for one month. What are your thoughts on this outcome?"

Zhang Beixing hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I accept the punishment."

"only……"

"Just what?"

Zhang Beixing lowered his voice: "You must have heard about the Ninth Brigade participating in the International Tank Competition, right?"

International Tank Competition?

He Zhijun had certainly heard about this momentous event that brought glory to the country.

He was also aware that Niu Nuli and Zhang Beixing were being hunted down by mercenaries with bounties on their heads; Fan Tianlei had given him a detailed report on the matter.

Upon hearing Zhang Beixing's words, He Zhijun immediately understood what he wanted to express.

He Zhijun remained silent for a moment, and seeing that Zhang Yingying was still beside him, he didn't say anything more, but simply said in an annoyed tone:

"Then we'll let you out once the competition starts!"

Zhang Beixing straightened up abruptly.

"Yes, I will obey the organization's arrangements!"

After saying that, Zhang Beixing gave a smirk.

"Hey, Number One, you've come all this way, you can't just be announcing a punishment, can you?"

He Zhijun said irritably, "You're quite clever, kid. Now you have a chance to redeem yourself."

As he spoke, He Zhijun glanced at Zhang Yingying.

"I'm getting old, I can't stay in one place all the time. I'm going out for some fresh air and to stretch my legs."

He Zhijun considerately said, "I will come back to assign you this task in five minutes."

Zhang Yingying smiled radiantly and saluted happily: "Thank you, Commander!"

He Zhijun smiled, turned around and walked out of the confinement room.

"It's so good to be young...hehe..."

No sooner had He Zhijun left than Zhang Yingying, like a lively little rabbit, hopped and skipped over to Zhang Beixing.

"Hehehe, Zhang Beixing, have you missed me?"

Zhang Beixing shook his head seriously.

"No, I'm busy reflecting deeply on my mistakes every day, I don't have time to think about you."

Zhang Yingying's face fell.

"Go to hell with your Zhangbei trip! You didn't miss me? I bet you're thinking about another girl."

"No, it's female soldiers!" Zhang Yingying quickly corrected herself, saying angrily, "I think you're just trying to attract attention everywhere. Otherwise, why are your photos circulating all over the female soldiers' barracks in the military region these past few days?"

"There's one stuck to the head of almost every bed. Shouldn't you explain this to me?"

Hearing Zhang Yingying's teasing, Zhang Beixing's lips twitched, and his face was filled with a helpless, bitter smile.

Well done to Ye Xiaojun! The report was indeed kept quiet as he instructed, but that secretly taken photo still couldn't escape its fate! (End of Chapter)

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