Excellent beauty's personal security guard

It was also from that night that the young officer who shot the enemy without Miss entered long Lingyun's heart.

With a peacekeeping medal issued by the United Nations on his chest, Zhao Jianhui was personally welcomed by the head of the military region when he got off the plane. The chief fully affirmed the achievements made by peacekeepers in the Congo and highly praised the hard work of all staff.

In the evening, after attending the welcome banquet held by the military region, Zhao Jianhui had returned like an arrow and lay tossing and turning on the bed in the military region guest house. He couldn't sleep.

When he got up early the next morning, Zhao Jianhui began to pack up and prepare to go home. But... What Zhao Jianhui is most afraid of now is hearing this. But the author has no way. He must add this "but" to the story.

However, when Zhao Jianhui opened the door, he saw a middle-aged soldier standing outside the room with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel on his shoulder, raising his hand to knock.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui, the man immediately asked, "are you Zhao Jianhui?" Seeing his surprised nod, the man breathed: "Oh, I finally found you. I'm from Xichuan military region. This is your transfer order. I'm afraid I can't find you when you go back to your hometown for vacation. "

"My order?" Zhao Jianhui took over an envelope handed over by the man in doubt, and said in his heart, what's going on? In handling the transfer, some people specially came to send the transfer order, which has never been seen before. Besides, my current organizational relationship should belong to the southern Jiangsu military region. How did I transfer myself to the Western Sichuan military region?

A military jeep galloped along the rugged military trunk road. The driver was the lieutenant colonel officer who sent orders to southern Jiangsu. His name was Zhou Wu. On the co pilot sat a young officer in his twenties. The rank of lieutenant colonel with two bars and two stars on his shoulder looked so dazzling and dazzling.

"I'm sorry, you must have found the wrong person. My name is Zhao Jianhui. Yes, but my rank is major. Your transfer order says Lieutenant Colonel..."

"Yes, you don't have to think about it. This is the transfer order filled in by our commander personally. According to your performance in Congo, you will be promoted one level before calling... "

Therefore, when major Zhao Jianhui came to the southern Sichuan military region, he became the deputy battalion commander of the lieutenant colonel's guard battalion. This week, Zhou Wu, the battalion commander of the guard battalion of the military region, was originally Zhao Jianhui's immediate boss, but he was polite to Zhao Jianhui all the way, as if their duties had changed.

It can be seen that Zhou Wu is not only polite to himself this week. In particular, his half joking and half serious words confused Zhao Jianhui.

"Brother, brother, I didn't sleep for a few days. I came all night. For the sake of my brother's errands, you will prosper in the future. Don't forget me."

"Look at what you said. I'm the soldier under your hand. It's only right that you help me more." Zhao Jianhui didn't know why. He thought it was Zhou Wu's low-key and polite words.

I didn't know that it was Zhou Wu who rushed to get his luggage all the way from plane to car. When he arrived at the guard camp of the military region, Zhou Wu summoned the officers of the whole battalion to meet him grandly and boasted himself like a flower in front of everyone.

For three days in a row, he not only didn't assign himself any tasks, but also let two female soldiers walk around the streets of the land of abundance. Nominally, he made himself familiar with the terrain. In fact, he took himself to play in disguise.

One of them, Wang ailing, is 22 years old. A week ago, she was a lieutenant in the literary corps of the military region. Another is Zhang Xiaoqian, who has just turned 20. He was once a popular "singer" of the literary troupe. A transfer order sent them to the internal affairs office a week ago. Today, a cadre of the internal affairs office informed them to send them to the head as service soldiers. Why should they be service soldiers? For whom? All this puzzled the two young female soldiers.

Looking at the two Lieutenant Colonel heads sitting in the front row of the car, the two girls were full of doubts.

Since they belong to the internal affairs office, why do the two people "work" with the young chief of the co pilot in the guard camp after they are transferred to the military region? Why didn't the cadre of the internal service office send two people to work in person? How could he let the battalion commander of the guard camp escort them in person?

In their doubts, the car has come to a three-story villa with yellow walls and red roof. The villa is built on the half slope of the mountain, and the surrounding garden is about 1000 square meters. Although the garden villa is small, it is difficult for unfamiliar people to find it because it is hidden in the mountains and forests and its geographical location is biased.

Four people got off. Zhou Wu pointed to the villa and asked Zhao Jianhui, "brother, what do you think of the environment here?"

Zhao Jianhui looked, nodded and replied, "good..."

Zhou Wu turned back and said to the two young girls, "here you are. Your task is to stay here and be the orderly of the head couple."

Two female soldiers stood at attention and answered loudly: "yes." Zhao Jianhui said that the two female soldiers came to serve the chief as servicemen. Did I come to serve the chief as a guard? He turned back and asked Zhou Wu, "battalion commander Zhou, can I know who lives here? What are my responsibilities and tasks? "

"Er... Brother Zhao, this is a military secret. Hee hee, if you want to know, you can go in and have a look." Zhou Wu

Push the door in, the windows of the room are hung with heavy curtains. The light inside is very dark, but you can still see the spacious living room, which is empty.

"Battalion commander Zhou..." before Zhao Jianhui asked the exit, he saw a faint figure beside the handrail of the stairs on the second floor. Wang Ailing and Zhang Xiaoqian said in unison according to their usual military salute: "servicemen Wang Ailing and Zhang Xiaoqian report to the chief."

At this time, a crisp female voice came: "are you here? If you can't hear who I am, come up. " Zhou Wu gently pushed Zhao Jianhui's back. Zhao Jianhui looked at him and said in his heart how could this woman's voice be so like long Lingyun?

In the big room upstairs, a tall girl stood in front of the window with her back to Zhao Jianhui. She heard Zhao Jianhui's footsteps stop behind her. She slowly turned her head back. The pair of exquisite big eyes, small nose and cherry mouth smiled sweetly. Who is not long Lingyun?

Today, long Lingyun is wearing a white silk dress with long fingernails painted bright red, a pair of beautiful feet bare, and a pair of silk slippers embroidered with lotus flowers. His ankles are thin but plump, his feet are slender, his arches are slightly high, his curves are beautiful, soft as bones, his toes are neat, his toes are as white as jade, like ten naughty white cherries, The shining toenails are like pearls embedded in the white and tender toes. Delicate translucent instep skin, faint visible deep subcutaneous small blood vessels. Stand tall and graceful in front of Zhao Jianhui, showing a distinctive noble temperament!

"Is that you? Why are you here? " Zhao Jianhui asked foolishly.

"This is my home. Why can't I be here? Hee hee, I haven't worn these clothes for two years. Do you think I look so beautiful? " As long Lingyun spoke, he flashed his hands in front of Zhao Jianhui.

"This is your home. Who are you?"

"Long Xiaofeng, commander of the Western Sichuan military region, is my father. I am his only daughter. This is his home, that is, my home. Hee hee, didn't you think of it?" Long Lingyun walked up to Zhao Jianhui with a smile. The hands he had just stretched out didn't take back at all, but took Zhao Jianhui's arm: "I asked him to transfer you to Western Sichuan. I just wanted to surprise you. How about you? Are you satisfied with your current position, my deputy battalion commander?"

"You... Did you ask him to transfer me? Why did you do that? " Zhao Jianhui's brain is almost useless.

"Cluck, why are you so stupid? In the future, when we get married, of course we will live together. How can I let you work so far away?" Long Lingyun said a little coquettish.

"Let's get married?" This time, Zhao Jianhui was even more stupid: "who said we were getting married? I already have girlfriends in my hometown, I...... "

This time, it was long Lingyun's turn to be silly: "what did you say, you already have a girlfriend? What do you say you like me? I asked you when I was in Congo. "

"I said I liked you? When did I say that? " Zhao Jianhui couldn't help sweating. This joke can't be made. The commander's daughter dares to make such a joke. Will she die?

"Just that day, while I was bathing at night, a group of rebels rushed into the camp. You saved me, I was everything you... When you rushed out behind my back, I asked you, did you forget what you said? "

My God, what's all this? How do I know what you're asking? Zhao Jianhui looked at long Lingyun foolishly. For a moment, he didn't know what he should say.

"I, I have told my parents that this room is for our marriage..." long Lingyun's next sentence made Zhao Jianhui sweat.

"I... i... I really have a girlfriend? How can I marry you? " Zhao Jianhui's brain is really not enough. He never thought that he came to Western Sichuan from the southern Jiangsu military region and was haunted by long Lingyun.

"You have a girlfriend? What's her name and what's her job? " Long Lingyun asked incredulously. Zhao Jianhui subconsciously touched his coat pocket. In this pocket was his wallet. There were not only a few banknotes, but also a picture of Li Fen.

"Her name is Li Fen. She's a classmate in my hometown's small county... She, she didn't go to college. Now she works in the provincial capital of my hometown."

"Do you love her? In your present position, you are really married. What do you have in common? You... "With long Lingyun's question, the figure of the girl named Li Fen is flashing more and more clearly in Zhao Jianhui's mind.

In Zhao Jianhui's life before the age of 18, Li Fen was just a flash of dust in the vast red dust. Zhao Jianhui remembered her, just as he remembered many beautiful things, general but without special significance.