Chapter 31 She!

As a Arctic town in China, the temperature of Mohe is undoubtedly the lowest in China. The old man's military uniform has been replaced with a military coat when he turned to a helicopter in Harbin. Now, he is not only green, but also wearing a big leather hat on his head.

Of course, this temperature does not have much impact on Pan Hongsheng, let alone the old man. The old man did this just because he didn't want to attract too much attention. After all, Pan Hongsheng is a young and strong young man, and he is just a rotten old man on the surface.

The place where the helicopter fell was a small armament point, which looked like a quadrangle courtyard, but Pan Hongsheng knew from the old man that this was the most essential place in Heilongjiang, and the military area beside him was just a cover.

Someone picked him up when he came down. Pan Hongsheng was a tiger in both appearance and momentum. Many people looked at him in awe. As for some old generals, he nodded frequently with a childlike expressions.

"Report the head, all the personnel are here, please give instructions." An old soldier with white temples looked at the old man and said loudly with a military salute. He was full of air and worthy of being a soldier.

"Each of us sticks to our posts." The old man also saluted the military salute, and then said six words in a low voice, taking Pan Hongsheng and two other soldiers to the quadrangle room.

Because it is far away from the south of Russia, the courtyard looks like a featureless quadrangle outside, but after entering the room, Pan Hongsheng knows what it is. The whole room is surrounded by metallic iron. Just by looking at the thickness, you can know that even the place where bombs fly down from the sky may not be flattened.

"Oc's it. They are all our own people. Find a place to rest." The old man who entered the room took off his hat and hung it on the hanger, and then sighed.

He saw the gap.

They are also Chinese soldiers. Mohe Town and Jinjiang City are simply two concepts. It is no exaggeration to say that the old man can even use only one company to destroy the opposite regiment. This is the military power. The soldiers of Jinjiang have been worn out by comfort.

Exaggerated? It is no exaggeration at all. Even if General Hu of Jinjiang is a subordinate of a former old man, although he has that kind of military banditry, the whole army does not have it. Compared with Mohe, a border soldier who stands on the frontier and looks at the outside coldly, he is really worse than one level.

"The chief, the soldiers here are gangsters when they look at it." A soldier with a beard secretly smacked his tongue, and then shook his head and said.

"Yes, this kind of soldier is the most difficult to manage. It is definitely a thorn in the class. If a regiment is really such a person, I really dare not think about how they got the discipline." Another soldier also responded.

"New. The four armies are all thorns, and the Fourteenth Army is also thorns, but that's the capital of the Communist Party to fight this country. You know nothing!"

The old man cursed, and the two immediately became submissive.

In fact, they also understand that these soldiers standing in the cold wind like piles, whose minds are full of snow and motionless soldiers, but because the whole Heilongjiang Military Region is so well managed, they are a little jealous.

"You two are busy. I'll talk to him here and put all the information and files on the table at the door. You and I'll come with me." The old man gave the order directly with a gloomy face, and then said to Pan Hongsheng.

To be honest, this is the first time that Pan Hongsheng feels that the old man is invincible.

The two looked at each other and left directly, while Pan Hongsheng followed the old man directly to another room inside.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Pan Hongsheng, who directly found a chair and sat down, looked at the old man and asked.

"This task is not simple. I have to tell you about the gap between the combination of ancient martial arts and modern weapons." The old man said with a solemn face.

"The gap? And modern weapons?" Pan Hongsheng listened carefully.

"You are almost in the late stage of refining gasification. To be honest, this level is invincible for ordinary people, but I hope you know that you are dealing with bullets and explosives this time, not the spit of your fists." The old man also found a chair.

"The realm of attracting air into the body has no help for you in resisting the outside world. You will bleed with a knife. You must know this, and it is obvious that there is a great improvement in entering the realm of refining gasification. This is not easy to give an example. I will just tell you a few points.

Now you are basically not afraid of knife wounds. Even if the knife with short hair is not dangerous to you in the hands of ordinary people, if you hold it in the hands of a person who draws air into the late stage of the body, it can easily kill you.

Secondly, before breaking through the gas refining god and entering the next stage, even the local gun made by other people can hurt you. This time you are wearing bulletproof vests, bulletproof pants, but your arms and head must be protected by yourself!"

The old man said with a solemn face, and Pan Hongsheng also listened very seriously.

He suffered an injury in the later stage of gas introduction, but never did it again. He didn't know these differences about his strength, but now he has a sufficient understanding.

"Don't worry, Dad, remember what you said." Pan Hongsheng nodded and thought with his eyes.

"Just remember. You practice for a while, go to investigate the terrain with your companions, come back for lunch with you, rest tonight and you will act tomorrow." The old man nodded, then got up and left. Pan Hongsheng punched the room and then began to sit still.

This child is not as lucky as Zhang Bowen, but a pure meditation, because Zhang Bowen's promotion is too fast that he has the idea of trying like this. As for now, because he got up too early, Pan Hongsheng has been snoring after about half an hour of meditation.

At this moment, on a snowy mountain at the junction of China and Russia, a figure dressed in white runs quickly through the mountains like a ghost. Although it can't be said that stepping on the snow does not leave a mark, that speed only makes people think that they are wrong. In the blink of an eye, it has appeared on another mountain.

Slowly, the figure suddenly got into a forest, and then walked towards the courtyard like an ordinary person, which had no conflict with the comfortable Mohe Town.

"Du Du Du." A knock on the door woke up Pan Hongsheng, who was sleeping. He rubbed his astringent eyes and muttered that the dog who opened the door was about to complain to the person. Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes hard and opened his mouth without saying a word.

"Red rise!" At the door, the figure in white suddenly jumped into Pan Hongsheng's arms like a milk swallow, and tears suddenly gushed out.

"Hongyi!" After rubbing his eyes dryly, Pan Hongsheng didn't even believe everything he saw in front of him. He hugged the person in his arms tightly and wanted to be a part of his body!