"The kid of the old Wang family has already given in, so let's do as he says. www.biquge.info The old man smiled and looked at Yan Jian'an and said softly: "After all, the Jackals and the gang didn't really come to make trouble. We are just preventing this from happening, and if they really came to see their comrades, then why should we stop it?! ”

As he spoke, the old man slowly stood up. When Yan Jian'an saw this, he wanted to go over to help. But the old man raised his hand and asked him not to move, and at this time he saw that the old man actually had no legs! saw the old man supporting his crutches, let himself stand up, and slowly walked to the window to watch the sunset outside the window.

"The existence of jackals is an outlier, and this outlier brings a lot of changes. This mercenary group has miraculously continued from its establishment before World War I to the present. Even now it is still active, which is enough to say a lot......"

The old man said, turned around and looked at Yan Jian'an calmly and said softly: "History will not record some people who don't need to be recorded, they are." But they do exist in history, and ordinary people can't read them in history, but real history will really record everything......"

"On the Huaxia side, it's not easy to produce a jackal. The old man from before ......" smiled bitterly: "Forget it, don't mention it." Jian'an, this time you are mainly staring at them. As long as they don't do anything, don't embarrass them. ”

Yan Jian'an nodded, and said softly respectfully: "Yes!" I know. ”

Real history, what is real history?! Some history can be put in history books to educate children and publish to the public. But some history can only be quietly dusted in the archives of the archives. Until someone gets permission to flip through them and is interested in them.

They will be turned out and seen again. Such archives are available in many countries. In some countries, it was deliberately destroyed. But what happened was really recorded. The recorder knew that some of those who had been granted permission needed real history to understand what had happened.

And there are some histories that are not even recorded in the archives. They will only go into the coffin with the person who went through them. What has happened has disappeared into the dust as the experiencer enters the earth. In history, you can't read jackals. You can't read about those sacrifices either.

All those who have experienced it have invariably chosen to erase them from history. Some people may remember them, but those who remember them will also choose to keep their mouths shut. Because, in World War II, there were mercenaries, and mercenaries were used. These are not glorious things in any way.

The plane slowly landed at the Imperial Capital Airport, and the flow of people at the Imperial Capital Airport at this time was not as turbulent as in later generations. The whole airport still looks very old, Yan Jian'an stood at the exit of the airport and looked at the entrance of the airport quietly.

After a while, I saw a big fat bald man wearing short sleeves sweating profusely and walking out of the airport exit with a few foreigners. Yan Jian'an smiled slightly and walked forward slowly. The fat man saw Yan Jian'an coming, and he also greeted him.

"Lu Song." The fat bald man stretched out his hand, and Yan Jian'an also stretched out his hand solemnly: "Yan Jian'an." ”

This handshake, the two of them seemed to have agreed. Without saying a word, Yan Jian'an lowered his head and walked towards his jeep, and Lu Song and a few foreigners behind him immediately followed. A few foreigners didn't say a word, and they didn't ask a word. I just threw my luggage into the jeep and sat down.

"Man, can't you just get a better car......" A tall, thin white man, pushing his glasses, smiled bitterly, "This guy looks older than me, and the best place for him is in museums." Instead of coming here to continue to suffer damage......"

The tall white man spoke Chinese, and despite some accents, Yan Jian'an could hear what he was saying very clearly. saw that Yan Jian'an shrugged his shoulders in an American style, and replied in English with a Washington accent: "I want to change, but unfortunately my boss resolutely does not allow it." ”

"This car is from the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, oh~ This is what you call the Korean War. The captured ......" said, Yan Jian'an scratched his head embarrassedly and turned his head and said, "There are no Americans here, right?!" If so, I wouldn't be right to say that......"

But I saw a man with a scar on his face laughing, and said in the accented Chinese: "Don't worry!" We don't have Americans in there, you can say whatever you want. ”

"It's okay~" Yan Jian'an seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, started the car and drove slowly: "My boss is an old stubborn, he said that he used this car to make us remember history." What has happened, what our predecessors have done. Use this to spur yourself on, don't embarrass those sacrificed seniors......"

As he spoke, Yan Jian'an shrugged his shoulders: "Okay! Actually, I think the real reason is that our department probably doesn't have the extra money to change a car......"

"Hahahaha......" There was a burst of laughter in the car, but the man with the scar on his face laughed and said, "I still remember that there was a song from a movie about that war." I'll sing a few more words~! ”

Saying that, this rough man really cleared his throat and sang loudly: "My friend is here~ there is good wine!" If the jackal comes~ he is greeted with ~hunting~ guns! ”

Yan Jian'an suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this song, and the car just happened to march to the intersection and wait for the red light. But seeing his continuous "pop pop ......" applause, he said loudly: "Oh ~ man! I didn't expect you to actually see this movie and listen to this song! Oh, God! You're singing great! ”

"I'm ashamed~I'm smiling~!" This rough man actually said with a smile with a hint of shyness: "So, where are we going now?!" ”

At this time, the green light came on. Yan Jian'an held the steering wheel with both hands and smiled: "Hahaha...... You sang it just now, and your friends have good wine! So, of course, I'm going to take you to stay first, and then drink our good wine! ”

After getting in the car, Lu Song was still smiling. After Yan Jian'an said that he wanted to drink, the smile on his face became even stronger. The young man who came out of the yard, sure enough, none of them were good stubble. This story, which looks like a joke, sounds like a hearty laugh behind it. but there was an invisible clash of gunpowder.

Yan Jian'an took advantage of this car to bring Lu Song a few dismounts that were not light or heavy: Lao Tzu was on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, and the Yankees who were in the limelight were lame. So, don't make a fuss when you come. Otherwise, hehehehe......

But the foreigner who leads the way is not a fool. His response was simple, songs straight out of the movies of that war. The lyrics are what he wants to express: Friends are coming, there is good wine. When the jackal came, there was a shotgun.

This can be regarded as a nail that is not light or heavy to Yan Jian'an: we are friends and should have good wine. But don't really think that we're just friends with soft persimmons, we also have a name called Jackal. You have shotguns, and we have shotguns. If you're friends, you don't need to see a shotgun. If not......

The leading man then threw out the sentence and asked where to go. This is also a nail in the coffin for Yan Jian'an: friend or enemy?!

Yan Jian'an's response was also very direct: Since you said that you are friends, then you naturally have good wine. If you don't do what you say, then everyone is up to their own abilities! A confrontation with no wins or losses against each other. It's just that everyone is testing each other and expressing their positions in this way.

Yan Jian'an and the leader of the foreigner seem to be very suitable for this method. Without saying it thoroughly, things just need to be a little bit of water. When you and I meet, we naturally take a stand first. Only when we understand our respective positions and bottom lines can we know that we are considerate and easy to get along with.

This is not only for Yan Jian'an, but also for jackals. It's all a good thing, so naturally there is no reason for either of them to feel wrong.

At this time, the imperial capital already had its first five-star hotel. The jackal, who is not bad for money, naturally lives in a five-star hotel, and Lu Song, who has no money, lives in a guest house honestly. Five-star hotel, if you go out on a mission and need to live in it.

But after returning to China, Lu Song didn't dare to be so presumptuous. There are a few wives in the department, if they know that Lu Song has returned to China and go to live in a five-star hotel, they can tear Lu Song alive. The group put down their luggage, and Yan Jian'an took them straight to Lao Zhou's shabby roast duck restaurant.

Lao Zhou was still smiling, and when he saw Yan Jian'an and them coming, he smiled and brought a box of two pots: "Brother, I'm ready for everything you want." What do you think?! Ducks coming up now?! ”

"Up!" Yan Jian'an laughed and waved everyone to sit down. Today, there is no one in Lao Zhou's store. Lu Song swept around with a smile, and said happily: "This place has become your boy's fixed point!" ”

Yan Jian'an smiled faintly when he heard this: "The place is not far away, and the price is right." Lao Zhou's craftsmanship didn't say, and he was not happy to pull him to talk about it and brag about it. The heart is also comfortable. When Lao Zhou opened a store, he didn't say that he would only entertain you, right?! Of course I can come. ”

While talking, the chubby old Zhou served the roast duck with a smile. He didn't have much opinion on the appearance of a few foreigners. Pull the roast duck three or two times to finish. went down with the duck rack, and Lu Song began to teach foreigners how to eat roast duck with a smile.

Yan Jian'an didn't say anything, picked up a large bottle of two pots and unscrewed it with a "click~": "Friends are here, there is good wine, good wine is here!" Come on! ”

"Click~" The leading white man laughed, and also picked up a bottle of two pots, unscrewed it, and slammed it with Yan Jian'an, and blew it directly on the bottle! (To be continued.) )