A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Lu Xiaojun had lost his stubbornness.

He took a deep breath, intending to confess directly and accept the punishment honestly.

Apologize to your second uncle and aunt, then go back to Harbin.

"Ah, yes."

Su Feng suddenly spoke.

Seeing you reminded me.

He took two steps forward and walked up to the security officer and Wang Hongmei.

Yes, that's true.

As he spoke, he tilted his head and nodded his chin toward Lu Weidong.

"He had mentioned to me before that he wanted the child to experience the atmosphere of the military in advance and to do some national defense education."

"I forgot about it, I only remembered when I saw him."

This statement left the staff member and Wang Hongmei speechless.

Lu Weidong also fell silent.

Su Feng ignored them, walked over, grabbed Lu Xiaojun by the neck, and pulled him outside.

"Alright, let's go."

Lu Xiaojun looked completely bewildered, his eyes wide open, glancing at Lu Weidong and then at Su Feng.

He stumbled a couple of steps and was dragged and pulled away.

"Thank you all for your help," Lu Weidong added, then turned and left.

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

Wang Hongmei and the staff member exchanged a glance.

"......"

"......"

These two are acting so fake.

They were so embarrassed they felt itchy all over.

But... what can we do?

Since Su Feng has already said that, if they continue to press the issue, they will offend both sides.

Furthermore, this matter is not complicated in nature.

He was just a mischievous kid who climbed over the mountain to peek, but nothing serious happened.

Forget it, let's just forget about it.

Lu Xiaojun tried to break free from Su Feng's arm, but was uncomfortable being held so tightly.

But his arm was like an iron band, and he couldn't break free.

Su Feng finally let go of her hand after leaving the security building.

Lu Weidong followed from behind and kicked Lu Xiaojun in the butt.

Lu Xiaojun cried out "Ouch!" and covered his buttocks, rubbing them briefly without making a sound.

Lu Weidong stood in front of the two men and looked at Su Feng.

There was a two-second silence.

Thanks.

Lu Xiaojun hung his head, knowing he had caused trouble for his second uncle.

He even made his second uncle thank this dangerous person.

He now wishes he could slap himself in the face.

"Would you like to see more?"

Su Feng suddenly spoke, his voice not loud.

Lu Xiaojun lowered his head and remained silent, assuming he was about to be scolded.

"Let's go."

Su Feng reached out and pulled Lu Xiaojun close again.

Lu Weidong blocked the way with his arm.

"What are you doing?" He stared at Su Feng, his brows furrowed.

Su Feng didn't move or let go, his gaze fixed on Lu Xiaojun.

"He has potential."

He spoke slowly, but it didn't sound like a joke.

Lu Weidong's eyebrows twitched.

The uncle and nephew turned their heads at the same time to look at Su Feng.

Su Feng also looked at Lu Xiaojun.

"That rock face was 73 degrees; he climbed it up in just a few minutes using only his bare hands."

"It took me ages to discover that Vodna."

He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were talking about today's weather.

"No need to look, you can detect them if they're within twenty meters."

"Few of my fellow recruits could do that."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Weidong.

"Are you old enough to handle this?"

Lu Weidong remained silent.

Lu Xiaojun stood there stunned, then turned to look at Su Feng, his eyes gradually brightening.

His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Is this a compliment?

Lu Xiaojun's face turned slightly red.

"I almost twisted his arm just now, but he wouldn't confess."

He paused, then looked at Lu Weidong.

"I just want to meet your parents, whether it's you or someone else, it doesn't matter."

After saying that, he patted Lu Xiaojun's arm lightly.

"Does it still hurt? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Lu Xiaojun looked up at him, his eyes filled with a complex expression.

This guy... he's got some skills.

When you hold him down, it's like using iron clamps; when you praise him, it makes your heart itch.

Why is he a bit of a fan?

Then he turned to look at Lu Weidong, his eyes darting around, revealing the same expression he had on that day in the cafeteria.

Lu Xiaojun shook his head.

We must not defect.

"I'll listen to my second uncle."

He deliberately covered his face with a cold expression, his tone stiff, as if he were expressing his loyalty.

Lu Weidong glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Su Feng smiled faintly, almost imperceptibly.

"Okay," he said. "Then let your second uncle decide."

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, training ground number three. Come whenever you want."

After saying that, he nodded to Lu Weidong, turned around and left.

Su Feng walked back.

The child's behavior from earlier kept replaying in my mind.

He possesses exceptional physical attributes, alertness, resilience, and natural talent.

He is the head of the operations and training section, specifically responsible for combat training.

I've led countless soldiers and seen at least eight hundred promising talents.

This is the first time I've encountered something like this.

Upon seeing a piece of raw jade, one naturally wants to try carving it.

Seeing that the child seemed interested, and since they would have to leave sooner or later anyway, it was better to start early.

The selection of special forces is not based solely on physical fitness.

Physical fitness is just one of the requirements.

Shooting talent, combat reflexes, terrain utilization, night vision, communication equipment operation...

A wide variety of skills are required; lacking even one will eliminate a whole group.

More importantly, one's character.

Judgment under extreme conditions, self-control in high-pressure environments, and decision-making ability when life hangs by a thread.

It can be described as a hexagonal warrior, having all six corners.

Being too short is a fatal flaw in actual combat.

He is a teenager, a time when he has great potential.

If we can tell him in advance which direction to focus his efforts, he can avoid a lot of detours when he is actually selected.

But this kid...

It turns out it belongs to the Lu family.

Thinking of this, Su Feng paused, his lips twitching downwards.

"Tsk."

He scoffed lightly and continued walking forward.

Lu Xiaojun stood there, watching the figure walk away, and suddenly muttered to himself:

"Second Uncle, will you let me come tomorrow?"

Lu Weidong did not reply to him.

I stared at him for a while.

The kid was covered in dust.

That new coat was just bought for him by Ye Wenxi a couple of days ago.

The navy blue cotton jacket still had creases from being a new garment at the collar.

But now his sleeve was torn, the corner of his clothes was scraped, and his body was covered in dirt.

Neither new nor old.

Lu Weidong withdrew his gaze.

"Are you tired?"

Lu Xiaojun clearly didn't expect his second uncle to suddenly say such a thing.

"I'm not tired, what's wrong?" Lu Xiaojun scratched his head.

What are you thinking?

Lu Weidong's gaze was deep and fixed on his face, as if he were seriously waiting for an answer.

"I want to be a soldier like them."

"Heh." Lu Weidong laughed.

"Do you know what kind of soldiers they are?"

"I don't know," Lu Xiaojun muttered, thought for a few seconds, and then added:

"I'll serve in any army!"

"Come with me." Lu Weidong turned around and didn't say anything more.

Lu Xiaojun didn't understand what his second uncle meant, but he didn't dare to ask and quickly followed.

Lu Weidong was still soft-hearted towards his nephew.

Show more care than blame.

Lu Xiaojun didn't understand what kind of choice this was.

The Lu family was destined to serve in the military for three generations; every male member of the family joined the army.

But no one has ever walked this road.

Special forces soldiers: a profession hanging by a thread.

The grueling training continued throughout his career, rigorous, demanding, and even inhumane.

There's nothing they can't do, only things you can't imagine.

Each of these tasks pushes people to their physical and mental limits.

This kind of perseverance is a constant that cannot be relaxed from the moment one embarks on this path.

Even if they safely complete their entire service period, they will still suffer from various injuries and aftereffects upon retirement.

Lu Weidong led Lu Xiaojun out of the military camp.

The two walked and talked for a long time.

"Why do you insist on becoming a special forces soldier?" Lu Weidong asked.

"Second Uncle." Lu Xiaojun looked at him.

Do you know who I admire most?

Lu Xiaojun didn't answer directly, but threw the question back at him.

Who is it?

Lu Weidong had guessed it, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"My second aunt," Lu Xiaojun teased him deliberately.

Lu Weidong paused for a moment.

"Yes, I admire you too." He caught the boomerang with the honest truth.

"And you too." Lu Xiaojun's voice lowered, but it was very sincere.

Lu Weidong laughed heartily.

"But I want to admire myself the most in the future."

After Lu Xiaojun finished speaking, he looked up at the last rays of the setting sun on the horizon.

Lu Weidong turned his head.

The setting sun slanted down from the mountain ridge, casting a golden edge on his still-childish profile.

He looked at the child, who resembled three generations of the Lu family.

The pride is real, and so is the heartache.

But he didn't intend to stop him.

Young eagles must flap their wings to fly.