My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 314 The Sorrow of the Times
"Cough! Let me declare first, I didn't know about this beforehand!" Meng Lang explained awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter if you know, it's human nature! But you are worthy of being a hero in Guanzhong, the cards are big enough, you are going to audition!

Come and have a look, which one do you like, let Auntie arrange it for you! " Yan Weiwei teased.

Meng Lang rolled his eyes helplessly. "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. In fact, my view of choosing a spouse is the same as the three views. They are very simple."

"What concept of mate selection?"

"I wish to win the heart of one person, so as not to have a blind date."

"puff!"

Everyone laughed again.

"Xiaohui, why is the car parked at the door? Is Xiaolang back?"

At this time, the sound of Lao Meng coming back from get off work suddenly came from outside the door, and then the sound of my mother going out in a hurry.

"That's the car that Xiaolang and the others rented... I said, why are you covered in mud? Hurry up and wash it off, there are guests at home!"

"What guest?"

Then the voices of the two fell down...

……

Dinner that day was as sumptuous as ever.

But Lao Meng didn't focus on the food at all, he sat upright, with a serious and cute look on his face.

It wasn't until Yang Hui kicked the foot under the table that he realized that he, the "head of the family", should take the lead in speaking.

"Oh! Cough! Oh! It's been a long time since this house is so lively. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!

Our family Xiaolang is usually taken care of by you, this time we must play at home for a few more days, let us do our best to show our gratitude!
Don't be polite, you guys treat this place as your own home, Xiaohui, I will tidy up Qingqing's upstairs room and guest room in a while.

Don't be disgusted with the shabby living in this country. "

"How could it be? Besides, Meng Lang usually took care of us more and helped us a lot. This time, we should be the ones to say thank you for coming here." Lin Haitang laughed.

"Well! I came to bother you this time. I left in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare gifts. We are the ones who are sorry." Yan Weiwei agreed with Meng Lang very much.

he?Take care of you more?
This brat can't even take care of himself...

Lao Meng naturally took this as a polite remark.

"Well! It's not easy for you young people to work hard outside, so you should take care of each other more.

Although this brat in our family is usually not very worry-free, we can definitely rest assured of the character of the people of our old Meng family! "

"Okay, okay, you're welcome, come, come, let's eat first." Yang Hui greeted everyone with a smile.

"Yes! Eat! I am so happy today, Xiaohui, go get a bottle of wine, I must have two glasses tonight!"

"Here, drink this, Weiwei brought it for you." Yang Hui smiled and handed over a bottle of wine.

Lao Meng saw that it was Maotai.

"This kid, come as soon as you come, what else do you bring? It's not easy for young people to earn money, so don't spend it recklessly."

But when he looked at the year of manufacture on the wine bottle again, his eyes widened and he almost dropped the wine with a trembling hand.

"Little Yu, eat a piece of fish, children need to supplement nutrition when they grow up."

Yang Hui didn't notice the weird expression on Lao Meng's face, and smiled as he picked up vegetables in the small rain bowl next to him.

"Yeah! Auntie, it's delicious! You eat vegetables, too."

After Xiao Yu ate the fish, she also put vegetables in Yang Hui's bowl, smiling sweetly.

That smile almost melted Yang Hui's heart.

"Xiao Yu is really sensible, come! Eat more! Eat more meat."

"Mom, restrain yourself, the bowl is almost full!"

But Yang Hui liked it more and more.

"I don't know what's going on. The first time Auntie saw Xiao Yu, she felt that she had hit it off. She always felt like she'd seen her before."

Meng Lang was speechless.

Speaking of which, it's time to catch up with the "family search drama" on TV...

This is the so-called, if parents want to have grandchildren, they will know after letting the children take care of them for a long time?
"Alas! Auntie's biggest regret in her life is that she failed to raise a well-behaved and sensible girl like you." Yang Hui said with emotion.

Lao Meng carefully poured a small glass of wine into his glass, while Meng Lang calmly stuffed a piece of steamed pork ribs into his mouth.

Due to some practical reasons, the whole family automatically ignored the fact that Meng Qingqing was a girl...

After drinking three rounds and eating five flavors, everyone let go of their restraints.

In addition to the family routine, it is all kinds of insinuations from parents.

"What do you do, Haitang? Lawyer? Lawyer is good! But I heard from Xiaolang that the city is very chaotic, so you have to pay attention to safety..."

"What does Weiwei's family do? Open a martial arts gym? That's terrible..."

"You guys don't know, Xiaolang was a doormat when he was a child, he was hit on the head by his sister, and he had to come back crying and complain..."

"Really? Haha..."

It was Yang Hui and Lao Meng who made fun of Meng Lang's childhood from time to time, embarrassing Meng Lang.

After drinking and eating, Yang Hui got up to clean up the mess.

Lin Haitang and Yan Weiwei naturally helped together, even Xiao Yu was not idle, and started to help clean up the dishes, wipe the table and wash the dishes with a very skillful look, Yang Hui was taken aback for a while.

Looking at the busy figures of the crowd, Lao Meng's face was slightly drunk.

They are all good girls...

He glanced at his son who was sitting next to him eating peanuts.

"Stinky boy, I really didn't realize that you still have this ability!"

"What's the matter?"

"You did a good job of keeping secrets? You didn't say anything before, but this time you just brought back two. I'm impressed with you."

Meng Lang glanced at Lao Meng and sighed helplessly.

"You think highly of me, if I'm really capable, I won't bring back two this time..."

"Pretend!" Lao Meng rolled his eyes at him.

"Tell me honestly, what is the relationship between you two? Where is the progress? Don't worry, I will definitely support you this time!"

"Cough! Don't talk nonsense, we are just ordinary neighbors!"

Meng Lang was still a little awkward discussing his relationship issues in front of Lao Meng.

"Ordinary neighbor relationship?" Lao Meng's expression became strange.

Thinking of the phone call I received before, I hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Are you sure... it's just a neighbor relationship, not a rich woman, and another rich woman?"

rash:"……"

Fuck!Old Zhang!

Who swore before that "I won't tell Lao Meng about this"? !

Old men gossip like this too!

Seeing Meng Lang's expression of "being accused", Lao Meng worried that Meng Lang would lose face, so he patted him on the shoulder with comfort.

"Don't worry, I won't tell your mother about this.

I also know that you are doing this for the sake of your family and the villagers, so it is hard for you!
Before, I was worried that you would wrong me because of this, but seeing these two girls today... I feel relieved! "

Meng Lang was speechless.

You can rest assured.

How do you think I will wrong myself?

This benefits the village, it's my money, okay?

The kind that earns standing up!

When a poor boy gets rich, does the money have to come from "wrong sources"?
sorrow!This is simply the tragedy of the times!

Looking at Lao Meng who "understands and supports", Meng Lang deeply realized the correctness of that sentence.

People who are poor don't leave their relatives, and rich people don't return home...

He rolled his eyes.

"Dad, I thank you, but I don't believe even a single punctuation mark in your sentence 'I won't tell my mother about this'..."

"Uh……"

……

"Da da da~"

The crisp gunshots echoed in the small town in a foreign country.

A volley of bullets swept past, accompanied by a puff of smoke, several Central Asian faces and ragged victims fell down screaming.

Pools of dark red seeped into the soil, making the setting sun look like blood...

Looking at this scene in the binoculars and listening to the indistinct wanton laughter from a distance, Ning Shisan, who was wearing a desert camouflage uniform and lying on the pile of rocks, did not change his expression.

Sometimes war and peace are really just separated by a wall, but they are two worlds.

It is precisely because of such a cruel battlefield that Ning Shisan cherishes the peace he lives in even more...

Until a few executioner mobs armed with AK dropped the bodies and returned to the tallest small building in the town they occupied.

Only then did Ning Shisan hide behind a boulder, then took out the drones in his backpack and let them fly one by one.

He pulls up a portable satellite dish on his backpack, then pulls out his tablet, watching as the town gets clearer and clearer in the drone surveillance footage.

The swarm drones first used the extremely difficult high-altitude reconnaissance to scan the entire town.

The screen on the tablet changed quickly, generating a high-definition image similar to a satellite map.

With the drone's exploration, the simulated image of the town was improved area by area, and finally a realistic real-time 3D topographic map was displayed in front of Ning Shisan.

As night fell, as the visibility decreased, the drone artists boldly lowered their altitude and continued to approach and investigate. The map in Ning Shisan's hands gradually became more detailed.

"Hey, hey! Be careful, don't get caught!" Ning Shisan looked at the picture where the distance was getting closer and closer, and quickly reminded.

The number of rebels here is at least 100 people, and it may be difficult for them to escape if they are discovered.

[Please rest assured that according to the correlation dynamic curve between the brightness of the light on the scene and the human limit visual distance, our drone is still outside the scope of observation, and the probability of being discovered is less than 0.14%. 】

"Uh... By the way, are you an artificial voice or a real GM?"

Ning Shisan was really curious and couldn't help asking the question in his heart.

It's really zero's way of speaking is the same as that of a real person, but from time to time, there seems to be some sense of disobedience in the choice of words and sentences.

At least the daily speech of human beings is not accurate to one ten thousandth...

[Sorry, your permissions are insufficient! 】

Ah!This is it again...

【drop!After the initial investigation, the current information is summarized as follows.

Most of all militants are concentrated in the red area in the center of the town. Except for indoor personnel, the number of militants currently observed is about 120.

A total of 5 sentry posts have been observed, 3 open posts and [-] dark posts, all of which have been marked on the map.

Since the control distance of the UAV in urban terrain will be affected, it is recommended to approach the target within 3 kilometers for close reconnaissance. 】

A new prompt came from the panel.

On the map at this time, the dangerous areas where armed personnel are active have been circled with different levels of color.

And all the armed personnel who were detected were also marked with human-shaped wireframes... and they were dynamically updated in real time...

It's like a "marauder's map"!

Ning Shisan clicked on the tablet, zoomed in on the two marked secret whistle positions, and said in surprise.

"Forget about those sentry posts, how did you find out about these two secret posts on the rooftop?"

Even if it's the condescending reconnaissance screen, if you don't look carefully, you won't find that there are two people hiding here.

"In 10 minutes, they each moved once and twice, as long as a simple comparison of the before and after images, the subtle differences in pixels are huge flaws.

This principle is similar to playing a small game of 'finding fault'. "

Ning Shisan: "..."

What a high-tech!

Ning Shisan, who has never seen the world, said that he had seen such a sci-fi battlefield reconnaissance ability before in movies...

Putting away the wonder in my heart, I saw that the militants who occupied the town had already started to light a bonfire and turn on the lighting equipment.

Ning Shisan carefully planned the route in his mind, then packed up his equipment, walked into the small town from a dilapidated house.

The town has experienced many wars, and there are ruins everywhere, and now the population is withered.

All the local residents who could escape had already fled here, and the rest were old and weak women and children who were unable to migrate, and most of them were controlled by militants.

So the whole town, except for the central area occupied by militants, is like a ghost.

After finding a hidden room on the second floor and hiding it, Ning Shisan entered the "standby state".

The drones also gained a new space for activities and began to enter the "street fighting mode".

Although there is no military night vision function, but for Zero who has built a [-]D model of the entire town.

Even the night is like the day...

……

At this time, in the center of the town, beside a huge bonfire, dozens of armed men were roasting the robbed leg of lamb, laughing loudly.

"Om~" There was a hum like a bee in the air.

An armed officer in charge of patrol turned his head, but the black shadow behind him had already disappeared in a flash, and got into a broken window next to him.

In a small building in the center of the town.

"Send the video of the execution just now to the TV station, and post it on the Internet. I want to let the whole world know that the jihad of our 'Frozen Earth' organization is still going on!"

The one who spoke was a bearded man with a turban, a sullen face, and tattoos all over his body.

"Yes, boss!"

Another militant immediately started working on his laptop.

Next to the computer, there are also some electronic equipment and satellite signal receiving devices that look a bit messy.

The videos were quickly uploaded to the Internet one by one, or distributed to major media and TV stations, and everything was so familiar.

"Hahaha……"

The bearded man couldn't help laughing out loud as he watched the rising number of likes and insults on the screen.

Several onlookers couldn't help raising the AK in their hands, as if they were celebrating some great achievement with fanaticism.

Yet they didn't notice anything.

Just outside the dark window above the head, an electronic eye is aimed right here...

[Low-secret communication signal found, intrusion begins...]

(End of this chapter)