Rebirth of Bloody Romance

"The other is the filling problem," Zhou Huaihai's voice was low and firm, like a steady bell, bringing the topic back to the problem that had troubled them for a long time.

Zhou Huaihai's eyes flashed with thought and confusion, as if he was trying to find a solution. "This, we really feel helpless."

Zhou Huaihai's words revealed a bit of helplessness, but more of a desire to break through the bottleneck.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, which was filled with confidence and wisdom.

Zhong Yuemin's voice was tinged with excitement. "You know what, I actually have some idea about this problem." Everyone's eyes turned to him, looking forward to his next words.

Zhong Yuemin's words were like a spring breeze, instantly blowing away the dull atmosphere in the room. "I remember when I went to the United States two years ago, I accidentally read an American journal that detailed the modular loading technology used by the US M270 rocket launcher. It was simply a technological revolution."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhong Yuemin, with surprise and expectation in their eyes. They knew that the news brought by Zhong Yuemin might bring a new turn for their research work.

You know, on a battlefield filled with smoke and flames, traditional rocket launchers need to be reloaded with ammunition after each launch, which is undoubtedly a fierce race against time.

Even with advanced automatic loading vehicles, the lengthy and complex operation process is still daunting.

However, the modular filling technology proposed by Zhong Yuemin is like a magic key that is about to open a new chapter in the rapid response capability of rocket launchers.

"Imagine," Zhong Yuemin continued to describe enthusiastically, his voice seemed to have a kind of magic that could bring people into the picture of the future battlefield. "The rockets have been carefully packed into special packaging barrels in the factory. These packaging barrels are not only solid armor to protect the rockets, but also become directional tubes for them to fly to the target. When these directional tubes are cleverly combined into a huge container like building blocks, the loading work becomes so simple, quick and efficient!"

Zhong Yuemin's words were like a spring breeze, nourishing everyone present. Everyone seemed to have seen the exciting scenes on the future battlefield: with the precise docking of modular containers, the rocket launcher instantly completed the gorgeous transformation from empty chamber to full chamber, without the need for cumbersome loading steps, just one order, it can tear the enemy's defense line to pieces with the force of thunder.

"This technology," Zhou Huaihai excitedly took over the conversation, "is undoubtedly an important milestone in the history of rocket launcher development. It not only greatly improves the combat efficiency of rocket launchers, but also gives us more flexible and diverse tactical options when facing complex and changing battlefield environments."

"That's for sure!"

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading!"

After finishing the business talk, everyone started to eat. Zhong Yuemin felt that eating alone was boring, so he called the waitress and asked her to bring two more bottles of white wine.

A few people were drinking and chatting. Once they got drunk, Zhong Yuemin started bragging and chatting with everyone.

After all, all the people at this table were soldiers, and when soldiers chatted together, the topic would always be war. Although Zhong Yuemin was no longer a soldier, he had been a soldier before! Therefore, they still had common topics.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone was slightly tipsy. At this time, the true colors of the soldiers gradually emerged in the clinking of glasses and laughter.

At this point, everyone's topic naturally turned back to the area they were most familiar with - war and military.

Although Zhong Yuemin has taken off his green military uniform, his understanding of war and his keen insight into the changing situation on the battlefield have not changed at all.

Every word he said was filled with deep thoughts and unique insights into the war, as if bringing them back to that era of flames and smoke.

This resonance that comes from the blood of soldiers closely connects Zhong Yuemin with his former comrades-in-arms.

"Brother, look at the Iran-Iraq War and the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. Which side is not hungry for weapons?"

Zhong Yuemin's voice was a little drunken, but also more passionate. He waved his arms and stared at Zhou Huaihai with fervent eyes, as if he wanted to pass on his enthusiasm to him.

"To be honest, we may not be able to get involved in the high-end market, but for the low-end market, we have plenty of ways! If we can't compete on quality, we will work hard on price, cast a wide net, catch more fish, and take every chance we can!" Zhong Yuemin's tone was full of confidence and determination.

Zhong Yue's eyes swept over everyone present, with a cunning gleam in his eyes. "Think about it, those small countries and small organizations can't afford expensive weapons and equipment, but they need them! We can provide them with low-cost alternatives so that they can arm themselves and protect their own interests. In this way, we can make money and help those in need. Why not do it?"

Zhong Yuemin's words revealed a kind of unruly and heroic spirit, as if he had returned to the smoke-filled era, sailing in the military ocean with wisdom and courage. His face was filled with an excited smile, which moved people.

Zhou Huaihai and others smiled knowingly when they heard this. They knew that although Zhong Yuemin had retired, his passion and dedication to the military had never diminished. Although his idea was bold, it was feasible. In this turbulent world, there was indeed a huge market demand for arms trade. As long as he seized the opportunity, he might really be able to make a name for himself.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the reactions of the crowd and was secretly pleased with himself. He knew that his proposal had aroused everyone's interest. The next step was how to put this plan into practice and truly realize his ideal.

"Back then, we provided weapons to Africa, Vietnam, and Cambodia. That was all out of friendship!" Zhong Yuemin continued, his eyes gleaming with memories. "Take the recent incident between Thailand and Vietnam for example. Didn't we send the much-needed weapons to our Thai brothers without hesitation? This is not just business, but also out of brotherly friendship!"

Zhou Huaihai showed a sly smile. "Yuemin, how do you think we should deal with this?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at the smile on Zhou Huaihai's face, and suddenly felt like he was being tricked. He frowned and asked in confusion, "Brother, Xiaobai is your biological sister! Are you trying to trick me?"

Zhou Huaihai smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Yuemin, what you said is wrong! It was obviously you who said it, and I didn't ask it. How can you say that I tricked you?"

Zhong Yuemin's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. "Second brother! Is there something I don't know about this?"

Zhou Huaihai smiled and patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder, his eyes full of teasing and trust. "Yuemin, you really underestimated your influence. Your reputation, your vision, and your unyielding spirit are all recognized by everyone."

Zhou Huaihai put down his wine glass and looked serious. "As for what you just said, there is actually a lot of internal controversy. Just like I said just now, the two groups of people each hold their own opinions and no one can convince the other. But you know, every time at this time, as long as someone can stand up and give a final opinion with his unique insights and firm attitude, then the matter is almost certain to be settled."

At this point, Zhou Huaihai paused deliberately, looking at Zhong Yuemin's face that changed from doubt to surprise, and continued. "And you, Zhong Yuemin, are that person. Your words are a reassurance and a direction indicator for many people. So, when I go back and tell them that you, Zhong Yuemin, said that this thing can be done, then what are they hesitating about?"

Zhong Yuemin felt mixed emotions when listening to Zhou Huaihai's words. He smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Brother, I feel embarrassed for saying that. I just said it casually. I don't have that much ability."

"Don't be modest, Yuemin." Zhou Huaihai said with a smile. "Your ability and vision are obvious to everyone. And, most importantly, you have the responsibility and courage to speak your mind and take responsibility for your words."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin became even more confused. "Second brother, are my words so effective? Why shouldn't I believe them?" He looked unconvinced, as if Zhou Huaihai was joking.

Zhou Huaihai smiled even brighter when he saw this. "Don't believe it? When you get home, ask Xiaobai and you'll know. You should believe what she says, right?"

In fact, Zhou Huaihai had this intention a long time ago, but there was no way his words would work. He understood Zhong Yuemin's thoughts! Since it can be given away for free, why can't it be exported? That would earn real foreign exchange!

As night fell and the lights dimmed, a warm yet slightly tense atmosphere filled the dining table at the Beihai Siheyuan. Zhong Yuemin, a young man who always had a somewhat unruly smile, was wolfing down his dinner.

But Zhong Yuemin's next words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Mom, Xiaobai, do you know? I met my second brother today."

Chen Yijun's hand that was picking up the food paused in the air, a hint of doubt and expectation flashed in her eyes. "Yuemin, tell me quickly, when and where did you see your second brother?" There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, which was the deep longing for her child who had not returned home for a long time.

Zhong Yuemin smiled naively and scratched his head, as if he had anticipated his mother's reaction. "Mom, it was around noon when my second brother and a few comrades came to visit us unexpectedly. I even took them out for a meal."

However, Chen Yijun's brows gradually furrowed, and dissatisfaction spread in his eyes. "Huaihai is getting more and more ignorant. He is already at the doorstep, but he didn't even come in to take a look. Why did he just leave? He hasn't been home for almost two years."

There was some blame in Chen Yijun's tone, but more of it was his eagerness for his son to return home.

Zhou Xiaobai, who was sitting on the side, always maintained a gentle attitude and ate in silence with his head down.

But Zhou Xiaobai's small action of gently kicking Zhong Yuemin revealed the subtle changes in her heart. She blamed Zhong Yuemin for being too talkative, worried that this unintentional remark would touch her mother's sensitive nerves and cast a shadow on this originally warm night.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhou Xiaobai helplessly, groaning inwardly.

At night, the moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls on the sleeping faces of Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen, adding a touch of softness to this quiet night.

Zhou Xiaobai gently closed the children's door, turned and walked towards the living room, only to see Zhong Yuemin sitting on the sofa with a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhou Xiaobai slowly walked to his side and sat down, with a tone of reproach and helplessness. "Yuemin, you know that my second brother has been very busy these past two years and has no time to come back. You even deliberately mentioned my second brother in front of mom, are you sincere?"

Zhong Yuemin heard this and gave a bitter smile, which was mixed with a bit of bitterness and helplessness. "My second brother went back to Beijing, and I thought he would take time to go home and see mom! After all, mom has always missed him. Who knew that he still didn't come back..."

Zhou Xiaobai sighed softly. She understood Zhong Yuemin's feelings and knew that everyone in this family had their own difficulties. "How can my second brother have time to come back? He is really busy."

Zhou Xiaobai's words were full of understanding and consideration for his second brother, but at the same time he couldn't help but reveal his sympathy for his mother's lonely figure.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhou Xiaobai with his eyes. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he wanted to penetrate her soul and explore her true thoughts.

Zhou Xiaobai felt uneasy when he looked at her, and asked in a panic, "Yuemin, what's that look in your eyes? Why is it so strange?"

Zhong Yuemin reached out and gently pulled Zhou Xiaobai into his warm embrace. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Zhong Yuemin lowered his head and whispered something in Zhou Xiaobai's ear. The hot air he exhaled tickled Zhou Xiaobai's ears. "Wife, my second brother came to see me today and said that someone recommended him. Could that person be you? Huh?"

There was a hint of teasing in Zhong Yuemin's tone, but more of it was curiosity and anticipation about Zhou Xiaobai's possible involvement.

Zhou Xiaobai found the most comfortable position in Zhong Yuemin's arms, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She looked up at Zhong Yuemin, her bright eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"Don't talk nonsense, I haven't seen the second brother at all." Zhou Xiaobai's answer was direct and a bit playful, making Zhong Yuemin laugh.

However, Zhong Yuemin did not give up. He raised a wicked smile and teased Zhou Xiaobai deliberately. "Okay, I'll just pretend you don't know. But, second brother said I have a good reputation. What does that mean? When did my words work so well? How come I didn't even know it myself? Second brother insisted that you know. My dear wife, tell me, your confused husband, what's going on?"

Zhou Xiaobai burst out laughing at his words. She gently patted Zhong Yuemin's chest and said angrily, "That was what my second brother said on purpose. You took it seriously!"