Anti-Japanese heroic righteousness

In the evening of the same day, a Wolf Warrior transport plane landed at Myanmar's Yingdo Airport.

The cabin door opened, and Zhuang Yingying in rice-style military uniform appeared at the cabin door, and walked down the gangway slowly, followed by an orderly.

The brim of the orderly's hat was pulled down very low, almost completely covering the part above the nose, and his full beard was very conspicuous. He had an AK47 assault rifle slung across his back, and he was carrying a large bag in his hand.

On the tarmac, a group of school-level officers were walking towards Zhuang Yingying at a rapid pace.

Zhuang Yingying is now the commander of the major general of the air force, one of the famous four heavenly kings, and has a very high status and reputation in the air force.

On the eve of the war, it was normal for the top to send an experienced commander down to check. They had already received the notification from the top and had been waiting at the airport for a long time.

When Zhuang Yingying's feet landed on the ground, the welcoming team had just arrived. After standing at attention and saluting, everyone surrounded Zhuang Yingying and walked outside the airport.

Zhuang Yingying listened to the report, nodding her head from time to time, and interjecting a few words to give some instructions, concise and to the point, with the demeanor of a senior official in her gestures.

Having been in the army for more than two years, Zhuang Yingying has indeed matured. The leather whip that never leaves her body is no longer visible, and she exudes a resolute and courageous temperament of a soldier.

The group stopped in front of a Mi-style military jeep at the edge of the airport. Zhuang Yingying said, "Commander Zhang, I won't be going to your headquarters for the time being. I will check tomorrow. I have to go to the expeditionary army headquarters first."

"Yes, sir!" a colonel stepped up to answer.

Zhuang Yingying nodded, and then got into the jeep. The orderly behind her also quickly threw the large and small bags into the back seat of the jeep, walked to the front and jumped into the passenger seat.

The driver was a second-class soldier, without saying a word, when he stepped on the accelerator, the jeep let out a roar, and rushed out like a tiger out of a forest.

Jiang Haoran's soldiers and cars always drive aggressively, no one thinks it's abnormal.

When the jeep entered Yingdo City, it was already late and the orange street lights were on.

It has been more than two years since the expeditionary force entered Yingdo, and the original small town has turned into a bustling city.

The street is wide and there are many shops on both sides. Even at night, the street is full of bustling crowds, amidst the bright lights, it is a bustling and prosperous scene.

The jeep honked its horn and shuttled through the traffic and people, still maintaining a medium speed.

When entering a fork in the road, a bicycle suddenly came out of the alley. The young guy on the bicycle pedaled the bicycle extremely fast. When he found the jeep, it was too late to brake, and he was about to hit the jeep.

But the jeep suddenly braked sharply, slammed into the direction of the road, hit a tree with the width of a bowl on the side of the road, and turned off.

"Are you fucking courting death?" the private in the jeep yelled at the boy on the bike.

The young man who was still in shock nodded and apologized repeatedly, stepped on the car and left, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The second-class soldier seemed to think that there was nothing serious about it, so he didn't plan to pursue it, so he ignited the car again and prepared to back up and leave.

But even after several ignitions, the car did not respond. The second-class soldier was a little flustered, and hurriedly got out of the car to check, only to find that the hood of the car had been deformed. Obviously, he didn't know what was damaged.

"Report sir, the car has crashed, and I'll transfer another car right away?" The second-class soldier reported to Zhuang Yingying.

It was still more than a dozen miles away from the headquarters, and it was too far to walk. Zhuang Yingying had no choice but to order the second-class soldier to switch the car quickly, with a very unhappy expression on her face, which only scared the second-class soldier into sweat, and ran away to find a nearby phone.

"Hey, isn't this Chief Zhuang?" A nice female voice sounded from behind the jeep.

Zhuang Yingying looked back and saw a woman in her 40s wearing a cheongsam looking at her with a smile on her face.

"You are..." Zhuang Yingying frowned, and suddenly saw the signboard not far behind the woman, with the three big characters "Ruyizhai" written on it, she suddenly came to her senses, and said, "You are Du Haitang, Boss Du of Ruyizhai."

"Oh, Mr. Zhuang is not only beautiful, but also has a really good memory. I didn't expect to be able to call the little girl's name. It's a great honor." Du Haitang smiled.

Zhuang Yingying nodded slightly, and she didn't intend to talk to her anymore. She didn't like the air of dust on this man's face.

The reason why I remember her is entirely because Leng Ruxue ate here, and an oil dish stained Leng Ruxue's skirt. It was Du Haitang who helped Leng Ruxue clean it. The matter was quite special, so the impression was also It is relatively deep, there is no friendship, and there is no need to give any face, which is also in line with her usual personality.

Although it could be seen that Zhuang Yingying didn't want to see her, Du Haitang was only a little embarrassed, and immediately said with a smile: "It's about this time, Mr. Zhuang must have not eaten yet, the shop just entered a elk, fresh Le, do you want to make it for Chief Zhuang to taste?"

"Really?" Zhuang Yingying's eyes lit up when she mentioned eating.

"Yes, it's guaranteed to be fresh!" Du Haitang nodded like a pest, and stepped forward to help Zhuang Yingying open the car door with a wink.

Zhuang Yingying hesitated again, hesitated for two seconds, as if muttering to herself: "Anyway, there is still some time, why don't you leave after eating?"

The nonsensical sentence only made Du Haitang not know how to answer it. This was the tone of inquiry. Apart from Zhuang Yingying, there was only one orderly in front of the jeep. Could it be that she, a major general, had to ask for an orderly to make a decision? agree?

The orderly didn't answer, but jumped out of the car, walked quickly to Zhuang Yingying and stood bowed.

Only now did Zhuang Yingying get out of the car, and followed Du Haitang into Ruyi Zhai.

"Boss Du, do you have a private room?" Zhuang Yingying asked. It was time for dinner, and the hall was bustling with people.

"Yes, yes, there is a private room upstairs." Du Haitang replied repeatedly, and immediately took the two of them upstairs.

The two entered the private room, and Du Haitang was about to go in, but Zhuang Yingying blocked the door: "Boss Du, you don't have to come in, and arrange a meal for us right away. The elk needs hind legs, which are roasted until they are charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Less cumin is double spicy, and two side dishes are enough.”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Du Haitang nodded, and just about to say something, Zhuang Yingying closed the door with a "bang", almost hitting Du Haitang's head.

Du Haitang's face immediately darkened, he gritted his teeth and waved his fist at the wooden door.

Of course, they could only comfort their dissatisfaction, and immediately arranged for the staff at the corridor entrance to prepare meals according to Zhuang Yingying's arrangement.

As soon as the clerk left, Du Haitang, who was about to go downstairs, suddenly frowned. The orderly didn't say a word during the whole process. Isn't it the orderly's job to close the door and arrange meals? The officer Zhuang Yingying must personally do it anyway. The arrangement, combined with Zhuang Yingying's inexplicable murmurs in the car, Du Haitang immediately felt that there was a problem.