After listening to Qu Sen's "translation", Liu Bin looked at his father in surprise and saw Comrade Liu nodding. He immediately shouted happily: "Dad, do you know these two?"

Liu Yuanchao slanted his son beside him again and muttered: "Recurrence~"

This time, Qu Sen didn't need to help translate the meaning. Liu Bin and Han Zhenjiang understood it. He was saying: "Nonsense!"

The blood clots in Liu Yuanchao's mind affected his memory. From the time he came out of the ICU to now, he has seen many old friends, but he may have recognized few. It is indeed a happy thing to recognize two of them at once.

"It seems that it's not serious." Han Zhenjiang's tone was relaxed, and he felt like he was visiting a patient who had just had an appendix cut and came out of the operating room.

Qu Sen understood what Han Zhenjiang meant and also showed a relaxed expression: "That's right, what kind of physique our leader is, now it's okay to run in the five-kilometer for twenty-five minutes."

"Hehe, stinky dumplings, how can you be hungry?" Liu Yuanchao laughed twice, raised his chin and asked Qu Sen.

"I, I'm on vacation. I heard that you are sick, so I came with him."

Liu Yuanchao originally knew that Qu Sen was seconded to the synthetic combat division, but now he has completely forgotten. After listening to Qu Sen's explanation, he nodded and muttered again: "I'm still hungry and go to school, kiss me, Bu Xing~"

Qu Sen reacted a little and understood that Liu Yuanchao said that he had to continue to go to school, but he couldn't do it. He nodded quickly: "Yes, after I've been busy for a while, I'll read my books and take the postgraduate entrance examination next year."

"Yeah~" Liu Yuanchao nodded.

Liu Yuanchao is very energetic now. Seeing that he had done these few words, Han Zhenjiang looked a little tired, so he said, "Okay, don't worry, keep it well. Don't just get in touch with the fire when you encounter something."

Liu Yuanchao snorted, said a few words in his mouth, and his eyes narrowed, as if he was about to fall asleep at any time.

Liu Bin used a towel to wipe the saliva from the corner of his father's mouth, and turned his head to look at Han Zhenjiang and Qu Sen apologetically.

"Okay, stay at home for a while this time and take good care of your parents. I'll leave first, call me if you have something to do." Liu Yuanchao didn't know how long he would sleep. Han Zhenjiang instructed Liu Bin and turned around and walked out.

Seeing that Liu Bin got up and wanted to give him away, he raised his hand and pressed him down to signal him to stop, and then left the ward with a lighter pace.

In the station corridor, Qu Sen gently closed the ward door and asked in a low voice: "Prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Qu Sen nodded: "I have plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but it will definitely be too late this year."

I was afraid that Han Zhenjiang would be unhappy and added: "I am going to take the postgraduate entrance examination and will not delay my work."

"What can I learn without leaving my productivity? If you want to go to school, go to school." Han Zhenjiang said angrily, and then asked: "What major is being prepared to take?"

"It's still a communication and command category. There are many new majors now, and I haven't thought about it yet." Qu Sen answered honestly.

"Well, I'll help you find out if you want to go to school. If you want to learn something really useful, just get an academic qualification and you'll be a donkey dung egg (skinny surface)."

"yes!"

Qu Sen is indeed planning to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Of course, with this idea, his own wishes do not account for much of the proportion. The biggest reason is that Zhou Li said that her mother is a little concerned that Qu Sen has a low education.

This "information" is very important. Finally, the future mother-in-law will be a little pleasing to him, so she will not show off quickly and strive to get closer.

Besides, continuing to go to school is not a bad thing.

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Han Zhenjiang hurriedly ran to see his old squad leader and his old subordinate, and then hurriedly left. Qu Sen turned around and stayed in the ward for a while while Liu Yuanchao was in good spirits.

Liu Yuanchao began to toss and turn his mouth when he saw Qu Sen, saying that he should go to school well and study more science, and not be unable to keep up with the situation like him. As he spoke, he fell asleep again.

"Captain, I'll go back first. You should recuperate well and I'll come to see you after you're off." Qu Sen held Liu Yuanchao's curled left hand and whispered.

Looking at Liu Yuanchao who was half asleep and half awake, he seemed to nod his head unconsciously. Qu Sen smiled at Liu Bin's lover who was accompanying him, and then left the ward with a slight pace.

Liu Bin was taking a break, but Qu Sen didn't bother him. After going downstairs to talk to Aunt Fan, he left the hospital alone.

After taking a taxi, train, plane, and nearly one day and one night, Qu Sen took a bus from the airport to Jingshi. He took a nap on the road, got off the bus and returned to the division headquarters to cancel the leave.

Yue Jianjun asked Liu Yuanchao in detail about the situation, with a sigh. He instructed Qu Sen to carefully confirm the preparations for various meetings after he went back, and then let him go.

After coming out of the division headquarters building, I saw that it was half an hour before lunch time. Qu Sen was not in a hurry to leave. Moji had a while and walked into the canteen of the political department when it was close to dinner time.

Several canteens in the division headquarters are very generous and never care about free food. As long as you don’t have leftovers, no one will say about you.

Qu Sen went to the canteen of the political department for free, because of a young lady. It was one thing to want to meet him, and another reason was to return the bank card he had to leave.

However, what disappointed Qu Sen was that Zhou Li did not show up. After inquiring with the "bad bastard" classmate, he found out that the synthetic combat division was conducting a spring regiment-level confrontation drill.

In addition to conducting traditional confrontation subjects, this drill also officially joined the electronic warfare part. Zhou Li, as a member of the electronic warfare platform testing team, must participate.

Therefore, people are not in the division headquarters at all.

Amid the unscrupulous "teasing" of a group of female officers, Qu Sen finished the lunch on the plate, left the division headquarters and went to the long-distance passenger station to find a passenger bus and returned to the station.

When I returned to the teaching team, Qu Sen realized that not only the special forces and the fast counter battalion all participated in the confrontation drill, but the students from the first team were also temporarily seconded (snatched) by several participating regiments.

The wartime function of small drones has long been deeply recognized by the units under the Synthetic Combat Division. If it weren't for the insufficient number of operators and drones, a group of battalion-level commanders would have wished to drop the drone team to the first-level combat units of the company.

The drill is in full swing, but Qu Sen can only make up for it in his mind. Although he yearns for it, there is only less than ten days left for the argumentation meeting.

He could only stay honestly in the drone teaching team, repeatedly checking the preparations for the meeting, and ensuring that there would be no accidents or mistakes.

After all, it is related to the trial installation plan of the second phase of small drone, so I really don’t dare to take it lightly.

A week passed in a flash. Three days before the meeting was officially held, many of the first-stage testing units and expert team members who participated in the argument rushed to the synthetic combat division in advance.

Some of them didn't even go to the division and went directly to the drone teaching team.

Faced with this situation, the drone teaching team had to cheer up in advance and receive these "guests" from Qu Sen to the students below.

Just as the participants were in place one after another, a storm in the Golden Triangle region had already brewed to the verge of an outbreak.

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The Golden Triangle area is going to ban drugs, and it is really going to ban drugs.

The relevant parties within the scope and surrounding areas will soon issue a joint statement announcing the suspension of poppy cultivation, large-scale transformation to produce cash crops such as rice, vegetables and sugarcane, and at the same time develop the tourism industry.

Although life has been difficult for drug lords of all sizes in the Golden Triangle region since the mid-1990s, at least they still have it.

After all, nearly 200,000 square kilometers of mountains can always provide you with some space to move around.

I will fight you when you come on a small scale. When you come on a large scale, I will retreat. I will give up the outer areas and all of them will go into the mountains. It is a bit of the essence of guerrilla warfare theory.

Under such circumstances, unless the surrounding three countries try their best to send troops into the mountains to clear the situation, they will have to stop talking when they have a lot of kung fu.

Is it possible to clear it up with all my might?

The answer is no, because this rich and poor land is the money bag of too many people and organizations. If it is really wiped out, what should we do if we have a good life?

So after so many years of anti-toxic drugs, the Thai side has really made great efforts to rectify and eliminate, the actions of the old and Myanmar sides are not very big.

It is not that the governments of the two countries are not dedicated to their efforts, but that the central government is not strong enough, and there are too many separatist forces, regional forces or national armed forces below.

However, the situation will change with the times and have different political purposes. In the last century, I only knew how to make money desperately and then buy more guns to strengthen my strength.

After entering the new century, I realized little by little that the times have changed. If you really want to gain the recognition of mainstream society, not to mention that you have guns and cannons, even if you have planes and tanks, you will not be able to let others face you.

The necessary rules must be followed. No matter when the names of "drug lords", "drug dealers", and "drug armed" are not good business cards.

In addition, with the communication with the outside world, the exchanges have become more common, and everyone's horizons have broadened a lot. Suddenly, I found that there are still many transactions in this world, which are more profitable than drug production and drug trafficking.

After all, the fact that a one-year output can meet the market demand for two years has infinitely diluted everyone's profits.

As a result, the major forces who had completed their original accumulation gradually changed their minds.

In the past, poppy flowers were everywhere in the mountains and fields unknowingly, with more and more rice, sugar cane, coffee, and various cash crops.

The local lower-class people have gradually discovered that the income from growing cash crops is much higher than that of growing poppy.

The Golden Triangle area is blocked, but it is not a real peach blossom land. With the less prosperous mountain goods transactions and purchasing living materials, changes outside the mountain spread in the mountains little by little.

First, someone sneaked out of the mountain, and then the whole family disappeared to seek a richer, free and more stable life outside.

Although the small and medium-sized forces entrenched in the mountains used all kinds of cruel means to kill this very terrible trend. However, they found in despair that all the mountain people were full of thoughts.

This situation scares the "leaders" in the mountains. They naturally know the changes outside the mountains. The problem is that the group of big men outside can eat their stomachs and then wipe their mouths to be sunny gentlemen, but what should we do?

You have saved enough US dollars and gold in your pockets, and you can develop tourism, produce agricultural, plant fruits and vegetables, and do international finance and international trade.

But I don’t know how to survive except for poisonous yarn.

So the boss, the village leader and the generals who had been snatching people, business, and territory all day long could only temporarily put aside their past grudges and sit together to discuss solutions to the problem.
Chapter completed!