Zhao Xiaoning said: "If you want to practice the Eight Desolation Fist, you need to soak in the medicinal bath, although the medicinal materials required are not very rare, but they are also very expensive, only the assistance of the medicinal bath and the internal strength of the Eight Desolation Fist can make your strength improve your strength, otherwise it will not have much effect at all." ”

Lin Jianxun took a puff of cigarette and said, "You don't have to worry about this, I will apply for funding from my superiors, as long as this Eight Desolation Fist can be popularized." Our brothers are also able to shed less blood and die. When he said this, there was a touch of pain in his eyes.

Lin Jianxun is a very strong man, but when he thinks of those dead comrades, his heart is like a needle prick.

Zhao Xiaoning said: "I don't dare to say anything else, if those brothers of yours can practice the Eight Desolation Fist to the realm of entry, everyone will have your current strength." ”

Lin Jianxun nodded slightly: "Xiao Ning, this Eight Desolation Fist should be difficult to cultivate, right?"

"It takes unbearable pain for ordinary people. Zhao Xiaoning said seriously: "The reason why my strength is stronger than yours is not that I can control it as I want. There is another factor, that is, my veins are much wider than yours, and only then will the power of my burst be greater than that of your normal people. Therefore, in order to become stronger, you need to endure the pain of torn tendons. This requires strong willpower, otherwise it will not succeed at all. ”

"Willpower?" Lin Jianxun chuckled: "Which of my soldiers doesn't have amazing willpower? Do you know how many hardships and pains they have to go through to become special forces? Their willpower is stronger than anyone else's. ”

After a pause, Lin Jianxun showed a serious expression, and his eyes were full of hope: "Xiao Ning, I invite you to join my team again, I need you." ”

Zhao Xiaoning was defeated, he was in awe of the sacred title of soldier, but he didn't think about becoming a soldier. I thought that he would reveal the matter if he taught the Eight Desolation Fist to his uncle, but he thought that he would bring up the old matter again.

"Uncle, although it is the first time for us to meet, I feel that we are quite compatible. Zhao Xiaoning said: "I'll talk to you about my story, it's very long and boring, I don't know if you can listen to it." ”

"You say, I listen. ”

Zhao Xiaoning also lit a cigarette, looked thoughtful, and said lightly: "My dad contracted a project last year, and then my goal now is to develop Zhaojiatun and let the villagers get rid of poverty and become rich, only in this way can I comfort my dad's soul in the sky." Yes, I admit that my mom has a huge empire of wealth, but she's her and I'm me, and I'm not going to use a penny from her. Now that the villagers have not been lifted out of poverty, how can I leave the village and go to the barracks?"

Lin Jianxun listened quietly, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Xiaoning to be burdened with such a heavy burden, and his eyes were a little guilty: "Xiaoning, uncle shouldn't have treated you as one of those losers who relied on your parents to be rich, you are different from them." ”

Zhao Xiaoning smiled: "So, I can't leave the village." Because in the eyes of the villagers, I am their pillar, and if I leave, who will protect them?"

Lin Jianxun said: "I don't deny what you said, but there is no contradiction between being a soldier and you protecting them, only by protecting the country can we protect our small family and let them live a happy life." ”

"Uncle, there should be no problem with my expression, right? I don't want to be a soldier, so don't talk hard about me here. Zhao Xiaoning said depressedly.

Lin Jianxun chuckled and said, "I'll tell you a statistic, 1826, 3685." ”

"What does this mean?" Zhao Xiaoning asked puzzled.

Lin Jianxun said: "1826 is the number of special forces sacrificed in our country last year, they died tragically in a foreign land, even if they die, they can't return to their roots, they can only build a clothed mound." 3685 is the sum of the special forces who were injured last year, they were seriously wounded in the battlefield, although they picked up a life, but they are no longer able to go to the battlefield, and most of them are not even able to live alone. ”

Zhao Xiaoning was moved: "It's hard to imagine that there will be such a big casualty. ”

Lin Jianxun sighed: "Our country has a population of 1.3 billion, and a few thousand people are really nothing. However, can you imagine how much effort and dedication the state has spent in cultivating them? Only those who will eventually stand out will become real special forces, and any one of them will be the pillars of the country. ”

"Tell me about me. Do you know why your grandfather called you? Did he really want his son to keep this arm? Yes, he really thought that. But more often than not, it is to deter neighboring countries. I, Lin Jianxun, am not as strong as you, but just by sitting in my office, I can make many people afraid to invade our territory, can you believe this?"

"Letter. Zhao Xiaoning naturally knows what the existence of his uncle represents, this represents the sharpest blade of the country, if there is any mistake in this blade, there will definitely be many clowns who jump off the beam to provoke.

Lin Jianxun said again: "Uncle's strength is still like this, if you can join the barracks, it will definitely deter many lawbreakers." Because your strength speaks for itself. ”

Zhao Xiaoning was depressed again, he found that his uncle was a cow, and he would not give up easily if he decided to say something.

Looking at Zhao Xiaoning's depressed expression, Lin Jianxun smiled and said: "Of course, I won't let you go to the battlefield, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and no one can really be undefeated." I can't impose the burden on me, you're my nephew, we both have the same blood in our bodies, I can't do that, because it's too cruel to you. Speaking of this, Lin Jianxun's eyes were filled with a touch of grief and helplessness, although he was in a high position, but that position made him sleepless, whenever he saw the death report, his heart was dripping blood, because he not only lost a comrade-in-arms, a brother, and a beautiful family also lost a pillar.

Zhao Xiaoning smoked and didn't know what to say, because he didn't like this oppressive atmosphere.

Lin Jianxun smiled: "What I hope is that you can become a military doctor, a patron saint of life." The lives of those brothers are precious, but the cheapest thing on the battlefield is life, and you have the ability to keep them from dying. ”

Zhao Xiaoning smiled reluctantly: "Uncle, do you want to say that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility? Seriously, I haven't thought about it so much, I just want to live my own life." Teaching you the Eight Desolation Fist is still my biggest concession. ”

"You're a bastard, coward. Lin Jianxun's eyes flashed with disappointment that could not be concealed.

Zhao Xiaoning pursed his lips disapprenously, not taking his uncle's words to heart at all, because he had never cared about what others felt about him in his life.

At this moment, Lin Jianxun's mobile phone rang, and after a quick connection, Lin Jianxun's expression became solemn: "Pass my military order, the one, two, and three teams will gather, and I will rush over now." As he spoke, he extinguished the cigarette butt and got up and walked towards the Audi.

"Uncle, why are you going, my aunt is still waiting for you at home!" Zhao Xiaoning spoke.

Lin Jianxun paused for a moment, then raised his head: "In this prosperous world, someone must carry a weight forward, right?"

Without looking back, he sat in the Audi car and left, leaving Zhao Xiaoning to sit there in a daze.