Courtyard House: He Yuzhu Joins the Army, Presses an AK-47 with One Hand

The army commander nodded.

It seems that only this reason makes sense.

In any case, He Yuzhu is definitely a child prodigy.

"alright."

"Good job."

"I hope that you can shine brightly in the field of military technology, just like you did on the battlefield of the Korean War."

"Commander said."

"Definitely." He Yuzhu said firmly.

"You boy."

"Not humble at all."

"It's nice to be young."

"They have the right to be arrogant."

"Commander said."

He truly admired He Yuzhu immensely.

……

Three days later.

He Yuzhu took the train all the way back to Beijing.

He was wearing a dark blue Zhongshan suit made by a tailor from the North Korea, and a pair of shiny leather shoes. He Yuzhu did not carry any suitcase, only a briefcase placed next to his seat. Inside were some of his diaries about the war, some documents that needed to be handed over to the newly appointed commander of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade, and most importantly, the design drawings of the aircraft vertical take-off and landing technology that He Yuzhu had half-finished.

"brigadier."

We're almost at the train station.

A soldier who was traveling with He Yuzhu reminded He Yuzhu, who was resting with his eyes half-closed.

"Ah."

He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes.

Perhaps it was the feeling of finally returning to the embrace of his motherland that made him fall asleep.

However, He Yuzhu possesses a shadow-like bodyguard, a reward from the [God-level Sign-in System].

Protect him at all times.

Even if He Yuzhu is asleep, no one can possibly harm him in the slightest.

Moreover, He Yuzhu also possesses the "Indestructible Body" and "Immunity to All Poisons".

From top to bottom.

From the inside out.

He Yuzhu is flawless.

The train was full of soldiers returning to Beijing. As He Yuzhu woke up, they all subconsciously straightened their posture. He Yuzhu now possessed the aura of a superior, a murderous aura cultivated after experiencing countless battles.

Even veterans in their forties.

Looking at He Yuzhu, their eyes were filled with admiration.

"Don't call me brigade commander."

"I am no longer a brigade commander."

He Yuzhu reminded the soldier.

"Yes!"

The soldier shouted.

Really loud.

He Yuzhu was both amused and exasperated.

That sudden shout almost startled him.

"呲呲呲..."

The train has arrived at the station.

The carriage door opened.

Immediately, countless military dependents gathered around, searching for their sons, husbands, or fathers according to the dates agreed upon in the letter.

There are also some people who don't know whether their loved ones are alive or dead, and they hope to see them. Some of them are found, while for others, the farewell they had just given away was already a final goodbye.

"Mom! I'm back! I'm back alive! We won! Waaaaah!"

A soldier who fought desperately on the battlefield was embraced by his mother and burst into tears.

These soldiers.

They've all grown up from being little kids.

He is still a child in front of his mother and father.

Half of the train station was filled with weeping.

He Yuzhu squeezed out of the crowd.

He didn't tell He Yushui about his return to Beijing, wanting to give him a surprise.

"That girl Yushui must have missed me terribly. She'll be so happy to see me," He Yuzhu muttered to himself.

Everywhere at the train station, you can see various propaganda slogans praising the soldiers who fought in the Korean War. The slogans highlight the great Korean War, the immense sacrifices made by the people of the new China in order to protect the country's security, their unwavering faith, and the passing down of the spirit of the Korean War.

"Director He."

"I'm Yang Tianlai from the Infantry and Combat Research Institute. The organization arranged for me to pick you up."

A voice came from behind He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu turned around and saw a young man who looked to be about twenty years old.

"Hello."

He Yuzhu shook hands with Yang Tianlai.

"Please get in the car."

Yang Tianlai first took He Yuzhu to the car and left the train station. There were too many people and it was very crowded.

After getting on the bus, He Yuzhu straightened his collar.

I'll be in the best possible condition when I see my sister, He Yushui.

"Director He, the organization has arranged a military family compound for you. Shall we go see your residence first, or do we want to visit the Infantry and Combat Research Institute?" Yang Tianlai asked He Yuzhu from the driver's seat. He turned to look at He Yuzhu, who exuded a strong and unyielding air that made him afraid to look He Yuzhu in the eye.

He Yuzhu said, "Go to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang."

"it is good."

Yang Tianlai set off immediately.

I have been away from Beijing for nearly three years.

Looking around.

There have been some changes.

Emotion.

"Squeak."

The car arrived at No. 95 Courtyard in Nanluoguxiang.

At this moment, Xu Damao and his two children, Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiefang, were urinating against the wall.

"Drip drip!"

Yang Tianlai pressed the horn.

He Yuzhu waved his hand to signal Yang Tianlai to stop honking. He opened the car door and got out, saying indifferently, "Xu Damao, Liu Guangfu, Yan Jiefang, the three of you are urinating and defecating indiscriminately at the gate of the courtyard house. Do you have any manners?"

"Hey, who is it, minding their own business?"

Xu Damao turned around and saw that it was He Yuzhu. Xu Damao was stunned.

"dad!"

"mom!"

"He Yuzhu is back!"

Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiefang pulled up their pants and ran back to the courtyard, shouting loudly.

Xu Damao stared at He Yuzhu, momentarily lost in thought. He was the same age as He Yuzhu, but He Yuzhu was now riding in a car, returning home in glory, already a high-ranking general. Meanwhile, Xu Damao was still letting his children relieve themselves anywhere…

They're worlds apart.

The difference between cloud and mud.

Chapter 41: Making the Courtyard Chaotic

When Xu Damao saw He Yuzhu's face, which was a million times more handsome than before, he would have had a hard time recognizing He Yuzhu if he hadn't harbored a deep-seated hatred for him since childhood and even recognized him if he were reduced to ashes. He was just too damn handsome. The heroic spirit emanating from his eyes made Xu Damao lower his head in shame. All the bastard things he had done in his life seemed to have nowhere to hide, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Xu Damao has a prostate problem, and he is experiencing some urinary incontinence after suddenly putting on his pants.

My pants are all wet.

However, Xu Damao had already forgotten that wet feeling.

He stood there dumbfounded.

Three years ago, he was still going toe-to-toe with He Yuzhu.

How do we fight now?

When He Yuzhu returned, it was as if a god had descended to earth.

High above.