Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

After settling in, he took out a few special train tickets from his pocket and handed them to his mother: "Mom, take these. There is a dining car on the train. You can buy whatever you want to eat. Don't save money."

Zhou Ailian shook her head: "Mom doesn't need these. You can still use them in the car when you go on a mission. Xiaoxiao prepared a lot of food for me. It's enough for this trip."

Chu Xingchen didn't say anything else and just handed the ticket to her.

"Mom, I'll call Dad in a moment and ask him to pick you up in the car. Don't walk around when you arrive. Don't take the things on the luggage rack that are too heavy. Ask the conductor to help or wait until Dad comes. Pick it up, I checked which station we have has a long stop time, I can make it in time."

"Okay, I understand. Take care of yourself and Xiaoxiao, and don't bully her. If you dare to lose such a good daughter-in-law to me, you won't come back."

Chu Xingchen:...

"I understand, Mom, don't worry."

Zhou Ailian looked at his cold expression and couldn't help but murmured: "With your boring temperament, it's strange that Mom can rest assured."

Chu Xingchen smiled helplessly: "Mom, if you're worried, just don't go back."

Zhou Ailian rolled her eyes at him, "You think I don't want to."

If it weren't for something else at home, she would really like to spend some time with her daughter-in-law.

Seeing that the train was about to leave, Zhou Ailian stopped talking nonsense with him: "Okay, go back quickly."

Chu Xingchen:...

This is too discriminatory treatment. When he and Xiaoxiao parted, he looked reluctant to leave. When it was his turn, he looked bored. He felt like a son-in-law.

He shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Mom, please pay attention to safety on the road."

After sending his mother away, Chu Xingchen drove to the state-owned hotel to return the lunch box he borrowed yesterday. When he learned that the lesbian there was on vacation today, he handed the lunch box to other hotel staff and asked for help to return it.

After returning to the army, he returned the car and went directly to the office.

Sitting in front of the office, Yang Xiangdong came over leisurely with a cup of tea as he opened a file and was about to read it.

He pulled out the chair opposite and sat down directly, placing the water glass on the table: "Old Chu, I heard that you are going to try out a sniper rifle this afternoon?"

Chu Xingchen nodded and said, "Well, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiangdong said: "I heard from superiors that this new sniper rifle was designed by your wife."

Chu Xingchen paused after hearing this: "I really don't know about this."

"Oh, Lao Chu, you don't care about your wife at all."

"She never talks to me about work."

Yang Xiangdong thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Yes, her first priority in her job is to keep it secret, so it's normal not to tell you."

"Well, so why are you asking these questions?"

"It's okay, I just care about you."

Yang Xiangdong said, patting his shoulder and giving him a sympathetic look: "Old Chu, your wife's halo is going to overshadow yours."

Chu Xingchen didn't care at all about this. He nodded casually: "Well, what next?"

"Then I want to ask how it feels to be crushed by your wife?"

Chu Xingchen:...

"Are you idle with nothing to do? It's up to you to choose the person who will test the gun at noon."

When Yang Xiangdong heard this, he immediately felt bad: "No, I still have so many documents on my desk, I don't have time."

The selection of candidates for the gun test was a big deal, and as a civilian, he didn't understand those people, so he chose blindly.

He looked at Chu Xingchen: "Old Chu, are you getting angry from shame? My wife is worse than you, and you feel inferior, so you are angry with me."

Chu Xingchen looked at him as if he were an idiot: "No matter how powerful she is, she is still my wife."

Not bothering to talk nonsense, he drove them away directly: "Go out and choose someone. See you at the training ground in the afternoon."

Yang Xiangdong:......

"Old Chu, I can't do this. You can choose someone yourself."

After saying that, he picked up the tea cup and went out quickly. He had nothing to do and wanted to watch a joke made by his friend, but he almost got himself into it again.

Chu Xingchen shouted at his back: "You will be the one to test the gun this afternoon."

Yang Xiangdong paused and turned around to look at him sadly: "Old Chu, I am a civil servant."

Physical work like trying out a gun is really not suitable for him.

Chu Xingchen stood up and walked to him and patted his shoulder: "Remember to arrive at the training ground on time in the afternoon."

After saying that, he closed the office door.

Yang Xiangdong:......

Chu Xingchen stared at the documents on the table and couldn't read them anymore. He didn't have any thoughts in his heart at first, but when his friend said this, he felt a little ashamed.

Alas, he sighed with a smile on his lips, picked up the documents on the table and continued to read. His wife was so outstanding, and he had to work harder, otherwise he would really be unable to keep up with her.

After handling a few important documents, he got up and went to the group to select people for the afternoon gun test.

The soldiers of the independent regiment were still training. When they saw their regiment leader coming to choose a sniper rifle, the snipers in the regiment rushed over with joy. As a soldier, no one does not like guns. For the new guns, They are full of expectations and want to go:

"Boss, I'm going, I'm going..."

"Captain, I'm going too. I'm going too."

"The leader also has me."

"..."

Chu Xingchen had a headache due to their quarrel. Logically speaking, the more people who test the gun, the better, so that accurate results can be obtained. However, the military factory only made a few finished products, so he had no choice but to select some people to go.

He snapped: "Quiet, all snipers gather."

Seeing the boss speaking, the soldiers on the training ground instantly became quiet, and the snipers quickly gathered together. They maintained a standing posture, with their feet together, their hands hanging down naturally, and looking forward.

After Chu Xingchen completed the inspection, he returned to the center of the front of the team and began to give the command: "Platoons [-], [-], and [-] turn back."

His loud and powerful voice fell, and the [-] rows of soldiers below turned back in unison.

After arranging the team, Chu Xingchen continued to issue the order: "All snipers will form a team of two, and compete in shooting. Fixed target, 300 meters, standing position. The winner will go to test the gun in the afternoon."

After making arrangements, he called a deputy team member, explained the follow-up matters and returned to the office.

In the research room, Wang Xiaoxiao stretched her neck. She ate breakfast too early and felt a little hungry before eleven o'clock. She put down the book in her hand and was about to get some food from the space when she looked up. I arrived at the oil paper bag placed on the table.

After a pause, she had no habit of wasting food, no matter in her previous life or now. She reached for the cake wrapped in oil paper, opened it, took a piece and put it in the corner of her mouth.

Well, it tastes pretty good.

Just halfway through eating, Pei Dongjie walked in from the door.

"Junior sister, are you done?"

Wang Xiaoxiao nodded, swallowed the cake in his mouth, and pointed to the cake on the table: "Senior brother, would you like a piece?"