"Hey!" Mo Yun reluctantly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said:

"Old Dragon, you...... You are too much, let's let Xiaolong take the college entrance examination with peace of mind, you are also a veteran, you should understand that soldiers, troops, is a glorious and holy profession and position, and it is by no means a pedal for anyone's selfish desires, so ......"

"Uncle Mo!"

At this moment, Long Zhan suddenly interrupted Mo Yun's words and said righteously:

"I just said that my shoulders are too small to shoulder the responsibility of Mount Tai for the peace of the country and the people, but as a member of country Z, as the son of a soldier, I understand that the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, if the country is in need, I will also resolutely devote myself to Congrong, fight on the battlefield, and throw my head and blood for the peace of the motherland and the people."

Long Zhan said as he stared at Mo Yun tightly with his sharp blade-like eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, like the water of Tianchi, without a single flaw.

If language is the only thing God has left to mankind to powder. Adorn. Too. Even, even deceitful privileges, then the eye, is another door that God has opened to mankind to the depths of the heart in order to demonstrate justice.

Mo Yun's only remaining left eye stared at Long Zhan, but he couldn't see a trace of flickering in his eyes, and he only heard Long Zhan continue to Mo Yun:

"Uncle Mo, if you guessed correctly, the war took away one of your eyes, that's why you wear these sunglasses all the time, I believe that your right arm should also be destroyed by the ruthless war."

Long Zhan's words made Mo Yun and Long Hanxue, who was stunned on the side, completely shocked, they didn't expect that the young man in front of him would have such a keen observation, only to hear Long Zhan pause slightly, and continued:

"To be honest, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day I'll be like you, missing arms and legs, but I can't become like you and my father, facing the flames of war, facing death, being able to be so calm machines, although I know that this is an honor, a belief, but what I hope more is that I can go to the battlefield completely, and then take all my brothers and go off the battlefield completely!"

In this sentence of Long Zhan, it not only shows his longing for his own strength, but also shows his sense of responsibility to the collective in team combat, and this is undoubtedly a display of personal charm.

"Dad, Uncle Mo!" As Long Zhan spoke, he gently put down the scroll in his hand, and then stood with his head held high, like a towering mountain, the muscles under the skin like cow, showing endless explosive power, only to hear him continue:

"So, in the past eighteen years, I have been training myself desperately and studying hard, in order to wait for the day I enter the army, I can really take on my own responsibilities, not the tasks you imposed, so when I failed in the first hunter game, I began to prepare, in order to win my father's approval!"

When Long Zhan said this, tears finally welled up in his eyes, no one could have imagined that an eighteen-year-old child, after the first defeat, began to prepare those gasoline incendiary bombs, and even used more than ten years to plan the only victory and recognition that his heart longed for!

This kind of forbearance, this kind of refusal to admit defeat, has engraved the will of a soldier in his bones.

"......" was silent, completely silent, and the words of the dragon battle made the two elders and the two veterans fall into their own inner world, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

"Uncle Mo," Long Zhan looked at the slightly moved expression on Mo Yun's face, and continued again:

"I don't dare to guarantee that under your teaching, I can become a cold killing machine, but I dare to promise you that I will become a flesh-and-blood loyal defender of the motherland."

Long Zhan said, he had already put Long Hanxue's washed white camouflage uniform on the bedside neatly on his body, he raised his head and stood tall, proud of independence, like a dragon was born, and his momentum was dominant.

"Hello chief, recruit Long Zhan reports to you!"

Long Zhan shouted at Mo Yun in a loud voice, and his right hand had already saluted Mo Yun with a solemn military salute, which made Mo Yun, a veteran of the Dragon Scale Guard, seem to see his rebelliousness when he joined the army.

His left hand was raised unconsciously, and he saluted Long Zhan in return:

"Recruit Long Zhan, go and wait outside!"

"Yes!"

When Long Zhan heard Mo Yun's words, he immediately launched a standard military trot action and headed towards the door!

When Long Zhan walked out of the door, Mo Yun slowly took off his sunglasses, and at this moment, his left eye was already occupied by tears, and he only heard him say in a voice that only he and Long Hanxue heard:

"Old Long, have you seen it, your son is much stronger than you, and the most important thing is that he has something that you and I don't have, that is, feelings, so this soldier, Lao Tzu wants it!"

"Huh!" Long Hanxue looked at the scrolls spread on the bed, looking at the thirteen big characters he wrote back then, he suddenly burst into tears and laughed:

"This kid is a thorn, boss, this time, Xiaolong is enough for you to drink a pot!"

Mo Yun looked at the tears on Long Hanxue's face that had not yet dried up, he took a deep breath, stepped forward and gently patted Long Hanxue's shoulder, his thick lips opened slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still didn't say it, just left four words faintly:

"Let's go, take care!"

Long Hanxue didn't seem to hear Mo Yun's words, his eyes were still staring at the yellowed scroll on the bed, and his eyes were not flashing with complicated light, because in the corner of the thirteen big characters he wrote, there was a line of small characters, which was written crookedly with a pencil, although it had faded slightly after the change of time, Long Hanxue could still clearly identify it:

"Where there is a will, things can be done, who in the world doesn't know you?"

This handwriting is clearly written by Long Zhan, and looking at the strokes, it should be Long Zhan's notes ten years ago, that is to say, ten years ago, when Long Zhan saw these words he wrote, he was ready to enlist in the army, that is to say, the competition the day before yesterday, Long Zhan had been preparing since ten years ago.

"Haha......"

Finally, Long Hanxue couldn't help laughing, he laughed while letting his tears flow, and kept reading in his mouth:

"It is worthy of being my son of Long Hanxue, a good son, you are destined to be the dragon of the Nine Heavens, proud of the mountains and seas, your father is old, your father is wrong, he has been old for eighteen years, he has been wrong for eighteen years, haha......"

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

It was the sound of the rice paper scroll being torn apart by Long Zhan as a treasure, Long Hanxue was like an awakened angry lion, tearing the one-meter-wide scroll to pieces, pieces of shredded paper floating in the air like snowflakes, and finally like Long Hanxue's inner world, gradually fell silent.

"Good son, the outside world may be more complicated than you think, I hope you can remember the goal you have been striving for in the past eighteen years and live well!"