Chapter 525

"It's a matter of course, I will leave soon."

The matter was like this, Cui Cui Huadun knew Song Song Kaifei's direction of effort.

However, it was too pity, an ace Army Aviation pilot,

Going to be a ghost special forces soldier, putting the cart before the horse, right?

"Song Song Kaifei, advise you to consider clearly."

"Joining special forces is equal to saying goodbye to the beloved armed helicopter."

"Which is light and which is heavy, just ask, can you bear to part?"

Hearing this, Song Song Kaifei grinned: "Deputy Chief of Staff, you obviously don't understand Long Yan."

"Speak directly, Long Yan is the theater's pet."

"Our brigade doesn't have Wuzhi-10, but Long Yan has two.."

What the hell, there is such a thing?

Special forces, equipped with the most advanced Wuzhi-10, what the hell?

MMP, why?

Complaining is complaining, but couldn't shout blindly.

Cui Cui Huadun frowned: "Going to special forces, you won't see beauties, understand?"

"Hehe, Long Yan probably won't be short of female soldiers, don't try to fool me!"

"That..." Cui Cui Huadun glared: "What if I forcefully keep you and don't let you go?"

Song Song Kaifei winked: "Twisted melon isn't sweet, God of War said, understand?"

Damn, Cui Cui Huadun was drunk, speechless.

Heaven wants to rain, mother wants to marry, can't stop it, just let him go!

The next second, several female soldiers surrounded Song Song Kaifei.

"Tell us quickly, is Lin Feng as young and handsome as the rumors?"

"Tell us quickly, is he the type that makes people fall in love at first sight?"

"Heard he has several girlfriends, do you know the situation?"

Know what, old man is the one being focused on.....

Everyone was talking at once, and all the questions were about Lin Feng.

This gave Song Song Kaifei, who considered himself the ‘protagonist,’ a sense of egg-ache-inducing melancholy.

He had wanted to show off, but ended up showing off nothing but loneliness; he was simply drunk on his own failure!

On the other side, Zhuang Yan drove the military vehicle out of the Army Aviation Brigade, returning to the East Sea.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, he saw Lin Feng looking out the window.

“Leader, is that Song Song Kaifei reliable?”

Hearing this, Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and countered: “Why would he be unreliable?”

Zhuang Yan hesitated, and while driving, said:

“Leader, don’t take it the wrong way if I’m being a busybody.”

“I just feel that guy is all talk, and essentially no different from Deng Deng Zhenhua.”

He hit the nail on the head; two plotlines, one actor, the personality was bound to be very similar!

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head: “Being all talk doesn’t mean he can’t become an excellent special operations soldier.”

“In other words, when you were a rookie, you weren’t even as good as him.”

“At the very least, Song Song Kaifei has faith and pursuits.”

“Besides Xiao Ying, what else is in your head?”

Well, well, an unprovoked disaster; Zhuang Yan had the urge to bang his head against a wall.

“Leader, let’s not talk about the past.”

“Back to Song Song Kaifei, don’t you think he’s a bit cocky?”

He was indeed cocky, and it was time to discipline him.

Lin Feng said: “After returning to 550, notify Chen Chen Chen Chen Chen Guotao. Once Song Song Kaifei arrives at Long Yan, have him educate him thoroughly for me.”

“A beating every day, until he doubts his own life.”

“Received, I guarantee the message will be delivered. Let’s see if he can still laugh until the end!”

When heaven brings rain, it’s fate; when a person brings trouble upon themselves, it’s a disaster.

Song Song Kaifei didn’t know that his little bit of cheekiness had earned him a grudge.

If he had known about this, he would never have done that flashy, unnecessary thing.

A beating every day—just thinking about it made one feel physically refreshed, with pain that would make the liver tremble...

Time slipped away in casual, disjointed conversation.

At 5:30 PM, the military vehicle entered the East Sea city center.

“Leader, are you going to Sister Hui’s place tonight?”

What the hell, had he been followed?

At this moment, Lin Feng was puzzled: “How did you know that?”

Uh, Zhuang Yan suddenly realized he had said the wrong thing.

“Apologies, Leader. On the second day the squadron was established, I bumped into Sister Hui coming out of your room.”

MMP, so that was it; no wonder!

Seeking truth from facts, Lin Feng, who already possessed a forest, wasn’t afraid of what people said.

Since it was what it was, it would be known sooner or later, so there was no need to avoid it.

The times he had avoided Cheng Hui were not because he was afraid of gossip.

(cdde) It was still that same saying: at first, he had absolutely no interest in Cheng Hui.

Now, however, he had a different understanding.

Just as the saying goes online: when young, one doesn't know the value of an older sister, and mistakenly treats a young girl as a treasure!

Getting off track, back to the main point.

Lin Feng chuckled: “Go to Zijin Garden. I’m free today, I’ll cook a meal for the two of them.”

Alright, another treat to eat; getting a free meal is wonderful!

There were no accidents on the road, but there was an accident when they arrived home.

A Lamborghini Huracán was parked at the gate.

A young man in his twenties was standing on the hood, singing.

What the hell kind of situation was this?

Looking into the courtyard, the Liu sisters were standing with hands on their hips, glaring angrily.

The nanny was holding a broom, looking like she was about to chase someone away.

“Girl across the way, look over here, there’s a handsome guy here to love you...”

Damn it, what a complete asshole; didn’t he weigh his own worth before causing trouble?

Truly, if an uncle can endure it, an aunt cannot!

So, before the vehicle had even come to a complete stop, Lin Feng opened the door and jumped out.

Seeing his figure, the Liu sisters in the courtyard instantly turned their anger into joy.

“Husband, you’re back, that’s great—and just in time.”

“Hmm, you two stay put, stay inside.”

While stopping them, Lin Feng walked over and sized up the middle-school-syndrome youth on the hood.

About 1.8 meters tall, good-looking, comparable to the ‘little fresh meat’ of the current era.

Added to the Lamborghini under his feet and the passive skill of ‘driving a Ferrari with one hand.’

Then it was obvious he certainly didn’t lack women, and might even have a crowd at his beck and call.

At the same time, the youth also noticed Lin Feng.

There was no way to ignore him; the two women’s simultaneous ‘Husband’ made him feel incredibly uncomfortable!

As for the Lieutenant Colonel rank?

— Author's Notes —

(Thanks to Commander ‘Xuan Yin’ for the monthly ticket support.)