in2ebook Chapter 401 Special Forces!
Chapter 401 Special Forces!
"Even with massive layoffs, don't you say that Commander Li values you highly? And you're currently a battalion commander, do you think he'll let you go?"
Zhong Yuemin smiled, a smile that carried a hint of worldly-wise indifference and a touch of shrewd calculation.
"Wife, by then, the winds will have completely shifted, and the tide will turn. It won't be a question of whether I personally want to leave or whether Commander Li wants to stay."
Think about it, laying off a million people is not a task that can be accomplished by simply talking. It involves the futures of so many families and individuals.
I reckon the military region's veterans' resettlement office will be under immense pressure, facing a huge headache.
He continued:
"Not everyone is like me, already looking forward to leaving the army and going back to be with their wife and kids."
Most officers and soldiers have served in the military for over a decade, becoming accustomed to this lifestyle and putting their roots in the army.
If you suddenly ask them to transfer back to their hometowns, firstly, having been in the military for so long, they might not be able to immediately adapt to the interpersonal relationships and work pace of civilian life.
Secondly, and most importantly, with so many demobilized officers flooding into their hometowns, how could they all be guaranteed a good job?
"Who knows, they might give you the position of head of the factory's security department. It sounds like an official position, but frankly, isn't it just a slightly higher-level security guard?"
Battalion and company commanders who used to lead troops into battle are suddenly relegated to guarding gates and maintaining discipline. How many can handle this psychological adjustment? The resettlement work is difficult.
I'll just retire directly from the military, which will reduce the burden on the demobilization office. Why not?
When it came to that, I simply submitted a report requesting discharge from the military. It was a straightforward process, and nobody could object.
Even if Commander Li wanted to stay, he couldn't withstand the overwhelming tide.
Xiaobai nodded, "Then Yuemin, when you go back to Beijing, you won't have a job. You finally became a battalion commander, only to end up with nothing. Are you willing to give that up?"
Zhong Yuemin smiled and said, "What's there to be reluctant about? Don't you know my personality? Am I the kind of person who values these things?"
As for your job, don't you know how capable your man is and how much wealth he has? He's been living comfortably for generations.
To put it another way, isn't it you, Director Zhou, who's making money? I have good teeth and a good appetite, so I can live off women without fuss. You should know this all too well, right?
His gaze lingered for a moment, unconsciously, on his wife's luscious red lips and the two full, white mounds exposed to the air.
Zhou Xiaobai blushed and gently pushed him away, saying, "You're being indecent again!"
He couldn't help but laugh again, jokingly.
"Okay, then I'll support you from now on, and you can stay home and take care of the kids. Be a stay-at-home dad!"
"Sure, I'm fine with it!"
Zhong Yuemin readily agreed.
"Your man can carry a gun to the battlefield and kill the enemy, and he can also hold a baby in one hand and cook with a spatula in the other. He's a real all-rounder. Of course, he's also pretty good at serving his wife in bed."
Zhou Xiao rolled her eyes at her man. This guy, he couldn't stop talking about that kind of thing. But it was precisely Yue Min's carefree attitude—yet he never disappointed her when it came to serious matters, and his ability to solve any problem with him—that made her fall irrevocably in love with him.
Deep into the bone marrow!
At that moment, her heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey. She leaned back against his firm chest, closed her eyes contentedly, and
The faint sounds of soldiers having a meal and sporadic firecrackers could be heard outside the window; inside, it was warm and cozy.
This Spring Festival was particularly special for Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai because of the impending arrival of a new life, filled with ordinary happiness and steadfast hope.
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Xiaobai stayed in the army for almost a month before leaving. Now that he's gone, there's no one to warm the bed at night, and she has to sleep with just her pillow. It's taking her a while to adjust.
On their day off, Zhong Yuemin, Haiyang, and Ning Wei were back at the small restaurant in the military camp for a treat. They were regulars there; there used to be four of them, plus Man Tun, but Man Tun had been killed in action, leaving only the three of them.
Haiyang doesn't usually work in the lower-level units; he's in the staff department. However, this time, because the army was selecting special forces personnel, all three of them were chosen, so they were together again. This meal served as a farewell dinner before their departure.
You have to treat yourself!
The Moutai liquor was poured, and the three of them clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhang Haiyang put down his wine glass and immediately noticed the bright, sparkling blister that had just appeared on Zhong Yuemin's lip. He couldn't help but chuckle and playfully pointed at him with his chopsticks.
"Yuemin, I'm not trying to be mean, but Xiaobai's only been gone for less than a week, and you're already so anxious? Look at your lip, you've got blisters all over it."
I think you should hurry up and make a long-distance call to your wife, begging her to come back and "put out the fire" for you again!
"piss off!"
Zhong Yuemin glared at him irritably, subconsciously licking his sore lips, and cursed:
"I ate too many oranges the other day, and now I have a sore throat! Do you understand?"
He thought to himself, "My wife is heavily pregnant now, what good is she?"
That's what he said, but inappropriately, the memory of the Spring Festival flashed through his mind, of being in the warm, cozy room of the guesthouse...
Although Xiaobai couldn't truly experience ecstasy due to her physical limitations, those soft hands, those increasingly full and voluptuous breasts, even...
Using other methods, the blister on his lip did indeed get better.
It would have been better if he hadn't thought about it. But as soon as he did, the heat he had forcibly suppressed seemed to resurface. He quickly picked up a piece of cucumber with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. The cool sensation made him a little more awake.
"Don't just talk about me, Ocean!"
Zhong Yuemin said honestly:
"I really have to give you some advice. You should stop being a bachelor. Didn't your old man arrange several blind dates for you before?"
I heard the conditions are quite good; they work in performing arts troupes or hospitals, and they're good-looking and have jobs.
"As long as they're decent enough, pick someone you like, start dating quickly, get married, and have kids!"
As he spoke, he refilled his own, Haiyang's, and Ningwei's glasses, his tone carrying the advice of someone with experience.
"We're not young anymore, we're in our early thirties. If we keep drifting around for a few more years, we'll be approaching forty, and we'll really be old. So while our bodies are still functioning properly, we need to get to work and plant the seeds."
Otherwise, in a few years, when you're older and your parts are worn out, you'll be too weak to fight back. Then it will be too late, and there's no going back!
Ning Wei, who was silently eating his food, almost choked when he heard the phrase "anti-Japanese war." He coughed twice, his shoulders twitching, barely suppressing a laugh.
Zhang Haiyang blushed at Yue Min's words and stubbornly retorted.
"Do you think this is like growing cabbages? You can't just broadcast it whenever you want. You need to find someone you like, right? There has to be some emotional connection, right?"