Hearing the shouts, Zhou Hai, who was thinking, was a little confused and stood up and headed towards the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged man with dark skin, which seemed to be due to long-term sunlight. His body was straight and upright, revealing a faint solemn and serious feeling.

"Are you?" Zhou Hai looked at the man in front of him, feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Haha, Xiaohai, I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect you to grow so tall. Do you still remember your uncle? I used to take you to amusement parks to play." The middle-aged man in front of him showed a cheerful smile when he saw Zhou Hai.

When Zhou Hai heard the description of the middle-aged man in front of him, his former memory suddenly appeared in his mind: "Are you, Uncle Ge?"

Ge Haiping, Zhou Pingyuan's best friend in the past, belonged to the same kind of brothers and sisters.

When Zhou Pingyuan failed the college entrance examination, he had to sign up for the army. After the recruit training camp, he was assigned to the Iron Fist Master of the Southwest War Zone. He became an engineer who used shovels to dig trenches and fortifications all day long. As the saying goes, mud legs.

Ge Haiping was admitted to the Lianda Navy Ship Academy, known as the "cradle of the Chinese Navy" with excellent results, and became a member of the Chinese Navy.

Although the two people had different revolutions, their relationship did not fall behind, but instead became more and more profound as adults.

After Zhou Hai was born, Ge Haiping would come to see him every time he took him on vacation and took Zhou Hai around to play.

Zhou Hai didn't know much about Uncle Ge, he only knew that he was a good person.

Good man?

Well, this is a good person card belonging to Zhou Hai.

There is no way, the interval between Ge Haiping coming to his house is almost every three or four years, and he can only belong to the category of good people.

It has been four years since the last time Ge Haiping arrived at his house, and it was when Zhou Hai was fourteen years old.

If it weren't for his self-describe, Zhou Hai wouldn't really remember it.

"Just remember me, haha, by the way, where is your dad?" Ge Haiping smiled heartily, his bronze cheeks shining with sunlight all year round, showing a kind look.

Looking at Ge Haiping who was somewhat expectant, Zhou Hai shook his head gently, sighed in his heart, and decided to tell him the truth: "My dad is gone."

"Your dad is gone?"

Ge Haiping smiled, but when he looked at Zhou Hai's slightly sad and sad expression, he immediately reacted, as if struck by lightning, stood there in a daze, his whole body trembled slightly, and an incredible expression appeared in the depths of his eyes: "Where are you going... you mean?!"

Zhou Hai smiled, opened the door, turned around and walked into the main hall, looking at the wall.

Ge Haiping clenched his left and right hands, his body trembled slightly, followed Zhou Hai's steps and entered the main hall. A photo of black and white as the main colors came into view.

With a sharp look as sharp as a sharp knife, staring at Zhou Pingyuan's kind smile in the photo, Ge Haiping was a little at a loss, a little unacceptable, and a little confused.

Leaving.

His best friend in his life, just like that, left?

"Leukemia." Zhou Hai looked at Zhou Pingyuan's smile, with a free and easy smile on his face, and said softly.

Ge Haiping's body trembled and closed his eyes gently, but two crystal clear tears still burst out from his eyes, slid down his cheeks, his throat surged, and he took a deep breath: "When?"

"A year ago." Zhou Hai said calmly.

"A year ago...brother, I didn't expect that I could not send you the last journey." Ge Haiping stretched out his slightly trembling right hand, took out a pack of China from his arms, and ordered a shot for himself, his eyes were wet, and he muttered to himself softly.

Looking at Ge Haiping who seemed to be a little collapsed, Zhou Hai's mood fluctuated a little. He shook his head, turned around and gently left the main hall, and came outside the cold windy house.

People cannot be resurrected when they die.

Zhou Hai has accepted this result and has become much less disrespectful.

During the first lunar month, snowflakes are falling, and this year's Rongcheng is particularly cold.

...

After a while, Ge Haiping also came out of the main hall, his back was as straight as a pine tree. He had already calmed down his emotions and took out the soft China and handed him a piece to Zhou Hai: "Xiaohai, do you want to suck it?"

"No, Uncle Ge." Zhou Hai shook his head gently.

Cigarettes and alcohol can numb the nerves, and Zhou Hai doesn't like that feeling.

Ge Haiping lit a spike for himself, spit out a white smoke ring, took a deep breath, and said to Zhou Hai: "Xiaohai, what are your plans for the future? I am your father's best brother, just say whatever you have any ideas."

Zhou Hai's mother Yang Qian had already passed away, and Ge Haiping knew this, but today's news of Zhou Pingyuan's death was like a bolt from the blue, almost causing Ge Haiping to collapse.

Zhou Hai is the only child of Yang Qian and Zhou Pingyuan.

Ge Haiping had made a decision in the main hall and did his best to cultivate Zhou Hai.

Zhou Hai was a little surprised and responded: "I am preparing to take the military academy."

"Military school, how good is the grades? I have something to do in the Sino-National Naval Ship Academy. If you can take the exam, your Uncle Ge will definitely satisfy you." Ge Haiping had expectations in his eyes, his face was dignified, and he said seriously: "If you want to take the Army Officer's School, you can do it."

The words are confident and calm, and there is no arrogance, just as if they are simply stating a fact.

"..." Zhou Hai looked at Ge Haiping, who was confident and dignified, and didn't know what to say.

Become an army that digs trenches and fortifications all day long?

Or is it a navy who plays in the water all day long?

Well, by comparison, he still likes decent pilots.

"I'm going to take the Air Force Aviation University." Zhou Hai exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the hot air quickly condensed into white aerosol in the cold environment.

"Lu..." Ge Haiping nodded slightly, thoughtful, and then immediately reacted and looked at Zhou Hai with a strange expression: "Chang, Air Force Aviation University?"

air force?

Those birders who fly in the sky all day long, claiming to be the benchmark of the army in the new era, are so arrogant that no one looks down on anyone except the Strategic Rocket Force, and have always competed for military expenses and resources with their navy?

As for the Army Big Brother and the Strategic Rocket Force, these two bigwigs are the ones that make everyone lose their temper.

As a huge country with a boundary line of 22,000 kilometers, China has territory borders with 14 surrounding countries. This geopolitical situation determines the importance of prioritizing the development of the army.

The big brother of the army has obtained the most resources and funds over the years, and can be called the local rich man among the four major arms.

As for the Strategic Rocket Force, its former name was the Second Artillery Corps. This army that seemed to be separated from the army controls the most terrifying armed force in the entire China and even the world - nuclear bombs.

Both of them are unaffected.

When Zhou Hai saw Ge Haiping's expression, he was a little puzzled: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!