He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

The Spring Festival holiday in China has just ended, and students are still enjoying their long holiday before the start of the new semester.

Meanwhile, hardworking adults have begun to return to their jobs from all over the country, busy making a living in the new year.

In recent years, with the implementation of the ban on fireworks, many cities, large and small, have banned the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers during the Spring Festival. It has to be said that this has made people feel that the New Year is less festive.

In our memories, the lively scene of "firecrackers crackling as the old year departs, and the spring breeze bringing warmth to the New Year's wine" seems to be gradually fading away.

But none of these things were bothering Zhang Beixing, who was stuck in the overcrowded station at the moment.

Despite having a special passage, the flight still landed at an international airport 250 kilometers away from Donghai City, which was quite a rip-off. If they wanted to report back to the military region, they had to pay for their own transportation.

However, a problem arises because it coincides with the peak of the return travel period, which is almost an upgraded version of the Spring Festival travel rush.

Every passenger station was overcrowded, train tickets were extremely difficult to obtain, and even the highways were congested at snail's pace, with countless private cars stuck from one highway toll station exit all the way to the next toll station entrance!

Apart from unrestricted air traffic and cars everywhere, the entire domestic traffic system is like constipation, and you can only wait patiently.

Zhang Beixing stood at the back of a long queue to buy tickets, staring at the motionless "dragon head" in front of him, and sighed deeply for a long time.

It's not that I haven't thought about taking Zhang's private plane back to the military region to report for duty, but the problem is that you can't just fly on a whim; there are all sorts of applications and reports involved, so it's better to obediently queue up and buy a ticket.

Zhang Yingying had also returned to the military region after the Spring Festival holiday. The two spoke on the phone immediately after Zhang Beixing got off the plane.

Zhang Yingying first angrily rebuked Zhang Beixing for not writing her a letter as promised, then inevitably brought up some trivial matters, and finally the usual bickering between lovers.

The two had originally agreed to meet at 3 p.m. sharp. Zhang Beixing hated people who were not punctual, but given the current situation, he realized he had to become the kind of person he hated first.

As Mr. Gu Long once said, "Wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue; where there are many people, there is much trouble."

In the noisy station, many people get into arguments over queuing to buy tickets, which then escalate into physical fights. The station's patrolling police are all extremely busy, but it's still a drop in the ocean.

It would be a shame to waste time queuing to buy tickets, so Zhang Beixing took out a book on ancient mechanical crafts from his spatial storage and began reading it with great interest.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Zhang Beixing turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a suit wearing glasses.

"Is something wrong?"

The man chuckled: "Young man, you're a soldier, aren't you?"

Zhang Beixing was taken aback. "You could tell that?"

In fact, as soon as he said it, Zhang Beixing understood it himself.

Even without using his "acting skills," the temperament he developed in the military is ingrained in his bones and will inevitably show itself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing silently gave himself a warning.

Although the domestic environment is peaceful and stable, special forces soldiers on the front line of combat must face danger at all times and must always be vigilant!

"Absolutely, the way you stand here makes a difference," the man said with a smile. "Being a soldier is great, you have high moral character!"

Zhang Beixing sensed the hidden meaning in those words and narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the middle-aged man with a somewhat lewd smile, and asked.

What do you want to do?

The man pointed to the queue at another window.

“Since you’re a soldier, you should go over there to buy your tickets. This is the line we civilians are queuing for; that’s the line for you soldiers.”

"That's the government service window over there, so don't crowd in with us ordinary citizens."

Zhang Beixing looked in the direction he was pointing and his face darkened.

Yes, although there are fewer people in line over there, it's about the same as here. If he obediently goes to line up, he'll definitely be the last one in the line. He might as well continue waiting here!
Zhang Beixing chuckled coldly: "Thanks for the reminder, but it's not necessary. Since I'm not wearing a military uniform, I'm just an ordinary citizen now."

"No, you can't just take it from us ordinary people!" the man persisted.

Before enlisting, Zhang Beixing would definitely beat the shit out of this kind of guy who takes an inch and then a mile.

However, he is now a soldier and needs to be careful to maintain the image of the military.

So Zhang Beixing decided to be gentler.

"roll."

That look of utter disbelief, like someone's an idiot, is nowhere near the kindness and approachability expected of the People's Liberation Army. It's like they're about to physically assault someone!
Upon seeing this, the man thought, "Damn, this guy's not someone to mess with."

So he quickly nodded, bowed, and chuckled.

"Okay, sure."

That's just despicable.

Zhang Beixing was too lazy to argue with him. Sometimes Zhang Beixing himself wondered if he was just a lazy person at heart.
If not, then why is he not interested in anything other than reading?

Well, not entirely. I'm also quite interested in having sex.

After each howitzer firing, I feel incredibly refreshed!
Watching the flames burst from the cannonball, the earth around it instantly trembled and countless dust clouds billowed up, and the loud explosions after the cannonballs hit the enemy targets were simply exhilarating, as if all fatigue had vanished in an instant.

It's really addictive!

However, those things are strenuous. A single howitzer weighs almost a hundred pounds. When rookies first join the Wolf Fang training camp, want to play with cannons? Sure, they'll have to run fifty laps carrying cannonballs first!
Even so, many people still flock to it.

If missiles and grenades weren't up to par, the legendary Second Artillery Corps wouldn't be China's most mysterious and glorious force.

After being easily intimidated by Zhang Beixing, the man immediately backed down and his momentum diminished. Seeing that Zhang Beixing was not someone to be trifled with, he dared not shout any more.

But after a short while, the man, who had been holding back his anger, immediately vented it out, taking advantage of the weak and fearing the strong.

"Hey you, what's wrong with that woman behind you? Why are you pushing? Don't you know your own limitations?"

"The soldiers outside aren't giving way, what good will it do you to push me?"

A high-pitched male voice rang out, drawing considerable attention.

"I'm rushing back to a meeting. There are hundreds of thousands of people there. Can you afford to delay them?"

"If you're this fat, can't you just stay at home all the time? Don't cause trouble for society, okay?"

Unexpectedly, the obese woman behind him in line was no pushover either. She turned around and launched into a tirade of angry words at the man.

"So what if I'm fat? Did I eat your rice?"

"I'm fat and I'm proud of it! Let me tell you, I waste so much fabric that clothes go to waste. Without me, who knows how many garment factory workers would be laid off."...

"Hey, you're proud of yourself with a face like that?" the man retorted sharply. "No man would want you!"

The woman put her hands on her hips and sneered, "Bullshit, my son is as big as you!"

"Who are you calling a son? Who's your son?!"

"Whoever agrees, that's who it is!"

Then, it's unclear who started it, but the two, disregarding their image, began a fierce fight right there in the group.

It was a chaotic scene, with onlookers pulling out their phones to take pictures and post them on social media.

The patrolling police officer and the station security guard rushed over upon hearing the news. They tried to persuade them to stop, but to no avail. The fight continued unabated. One of them was scratched on the face, and both of them had bruises around their eyes and were injured.

The patrolling officers were completely at a loss, and in the end they even pulled out their gleaming handcuffs, which practically blinded the two perpetrators with their 24K pure gold eyes.

Upon seeing the police officers about to arrest them, the two obediently separated.

He immediately became as docile as a quail, as if afraid that others wouldn't consider him a law-abiding citizen.

"Tell me, what's going on between you two?" a patrol officer demanded sternly.

The woman said, aggrieved, "I just nudged him with my butt, and he turned around and started cursing at me. Not only that, he hit me! Of course I had to fight back!" The man retorted, "Nonsense! You hit me first!"

Just as the two were about to argue again, the security guards around them quickly stopped them.

"Alright, alright, did anyone see what happened?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several passersby who had witnessed the incident all turned their gazes toward Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing was immediately in a state of utter confusion. What the hell? He was being shot even when he was just lying down!

All I did was quietly clap during the commotion, was it really necessary to target him?

Helpless, Zhang Beixing secretly rolled his eyes and could only point at the man.

"Yes, I saw it most clearly; the man struck first."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately became agitated and started biting wildly like a mad dog.

"Comrade, don't listen to his nonsense! If it weren't for this soldier, we wouldn't have gotten into a fight. It's all his fault!"

Upon hearing the man's words, Zhang Beixing immediately flew into a rage.

Holy shit!
These days, it's true that a kind horse is ridden and a kind person is bullied!
If I had punched this guy earlier, I definitely wouldn't be in this mess now.

Damn tenderness.

Soldiers should be as immovable as a mountain and as fierce as fire when aggression strikes; they must strike when the time is right! We must never give any enemy an opportunity to take advantage of us.

Without saying a word, Zhang Beixing punched the man in front of him to the ground.

The man's two front teeth flew out, his mouth was full of blood, and he squatted on the ground, covering his mouth, unable to even scream.

Zhang Beixing spat fiercely.

"Damn it, you dare to interrupt my reading? Do you know that watching you two fight wasted a full five minutes of my precious reading time? And you're still not done yet?"

For some inexplicable reason, all the passengers watching the commotion started clapping.

"Good! Well played!"

"Beautiful! That guy is so handsome!"

"That man was obviously not a good person, he looked so sleazy. This soldier was doing a good deed!"

Upon seeing this, the patrolling officers analyzed the situation and immediately made a judgment.

"Comrade, thank you for helping us solve the case!"

"However, it's wrong to use force without permission. This is a one-time exception."

Zhang Beixing was completely bewildered. In reality, he simply wanted to get revenge on this persistent bastard. How did it become an act of heroism?
This really is a society that judges people by their appearance...

Holy crap, that's ruthless!

……

Based on the fundamental principles of fairness and impartiality, after checking the men's and women's ID cards, the police officers also asked Zhang Beixing, the witness, to produce relevant identification documents.

"Hello comrade, thank you for your help, but please show me your identification." A police officer said kindly to Zhang Beixing.

Since I'm not a criminal, there's no problem.

Zhang Beixing nodded, took out his military officer's ID from his pocket, and handed it to one of them.

The two officers opened their officer IDs and peered at them together.

They carefully examined every part of the document—the military insignia, the photo, the stamp, the name—it didn't look like a fake.

However, at the same time, the two still exchanged a glance almost imperceptibly.

There wasn't any special reason.

There was nothing wrong with the officer's certificate, except for the words "Lieutenant Colonel" which caught one's eye.

Both officers sensed wariness in each other's eyes.

That's two bars and two stars!

In the military, that's equivalent to a regimental commander or deputy regimental commander.

The young man in front of me, who looks no more than twenty years old, is actually a regimental commander?

It's impossible for anyone not to have doubts.

Zhang Beixing looked helplessly at the wary expressions of the two police officers and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Well, he won't be able to leave anytime soon.

Judging from their expressions, they're probably about to call for backup any second now.

To avoid further trouble, Zhang Beixing had no choice but to give the two a number first.

"This is the phone number for the Southeast Military Region. You can easily verify its authenticity."

One of the officers took the number with some skepticism and turned to check and make the call, while the other continued to quietly separate from the station security personnel to prevent the rioters from committing violence.

Zhang Beixing remained calm and unmoved.

Not long after, the person who made the call returned, his face full of apology.

"Sorry, comrade, we were just overreacting."

Zhang Beixing waved his hand dismissively: "It's all about serving the people."

The two police officers saluted in apology, and Zhang Bei returned the salute.

After seeing the two people off and resolving the interrogation issue, my phone rang.

After glancing at the caller ID, Zhang Beixing answered the phone.

Fan Tianlei's slightly reproachful voice came through the receiver.

"You didn't even tell me you were going back to China early. Were you afraid I'd cut your vacation time?"

Zhang Beixing chuckled: "Alright, let's talk about criticism when we get back. I'm in Jinshan City, all travel-worn, and I don't want to run back to the military region."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, then Fan Tianlei said irritably, "Hmph, you've learned to be arrogant now?"

"You just wait there, kid. I'll have a helicopter pick you up!"

Although the Spring Festival has passed, the warmth of spring is still far away.

It was still the dead of winter, with howling winds and a few snowflakes drifting down from the sky.

Looking around, all the soldiers in the Southeast Military Region camp were still wearing thick winter training uniforms.

Therefore, Zhang Beixing, who had just returned from the tropical country of G, was only wearing a single layer of clothing, which made many soldiers on the road turn their heads to look at him, as if he were an alien.

Having just finished a dual education of criticism and praise in Lao Fan's office, which took quite a while, Zhang Yingying guessed that everyone must be getting impatient.

Upon learning of Zhang Beixing's return, Zhang Yingying began dressing up early in the morning.

Although makeup is not allowed in the military, you can still secretly put on some light makeup and no one will notice.

Even without makeup, Zhang Yingying, whose face was beautiful, saw Zhang Beixing striding towards her and immediately ran out excitedly, ignoring the stares of those around her, and rushed straight into Zhang Beixing's arms.

A day apart feels like three autumns; a short separation is better than a new marriage. (End of Chapter)