Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

On a winter night on the Qinghai Plateau, the sky is clear, the stars are bright, the moonlight is like water, and it is quiet and mysterious.

The cold wind blows gently, bringing gusts of chill, but also brings endless tranquility and depth.

The snow-covered earth seems to be covered with a mysterious veil, telling a thousand-year-old story.

The plateau at night is so quiet that you can hear the twinkling of stars, and so cold that you can feel the warmth of the moonlight.

The lake is like a mirror and the snow-capped mountains are like a dream!

Here, time seems to have stopped and space seems to be eternal!

However, on an empty playground somewhere inside the Blue Sky Gate Base, the atmosphere was bustling with activity, noise, and joy and laughter everywhere.

Lin Dingzhong kept his word and with a wave of his hand, all members of the base were to have a lamb feast today.

When night falls, bursts of fragrance fill the air, making people salivate.

The blazing bonfire drove away the cold and illuminated every corner. The soldiers sat around the bonfire, laughing and talking, enjoying this rare relaxation.

The aroma of mutton mixed with the aroma of seasonings increases your appetite.

Beside a campfire, Young Master Chu smiled as he watched Lin Dingzhong skillfully open various seasonings and sprinkle them evenly on the mutton. He joked, "Old Lin, I didn't expect you to have such a unique skill."

Lin Dingzhong held a handful of cumin seeds, looked up at Master Chu, and said with a smile: "Boss Chu, I learned this from the locals when I was a soldier in a border province. It's okay if I'm just so-so."

After a while, the mutton was roasted to a golden and crispy texture, sizzling with oil and filled with fragrance.

"hiss!"

Lin Dingzhong cut off a piece of lamb leg meat and put it on the plate brought by the waiter. He exhaled hot air and smiled, "Boss Chu, try it while it's hot to see if my cooking skills are authentic."

Young Master Chu cut a piece of mutton with a dinner knife, put it in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and chewed slowly.

The mutton is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat is delicious and juicy, and the aroma of cumin jumps on the tip of the tongue, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

"Not bad, Lao Lin. With this skill, you can take off your military uniform and open a barbecue restaurant without going hungry."

"Ha ha……"

Lin Dingzhong walked over to Mr. Chu with his plate and sat down beside him. He said with a bold smile, "You hit the nail on the head. Maybe I will really do this in the future."

Picking up the Maotai on the table and pouring it into two porcelain bowls for eating, Lin Dingzhong raised the bowl, his eyes bright, and under the reflection of the bonfire, his dark face looked even more resolute:

"Boss Chu, drinking with cups in the army is too sissy, I prefer to use bowls.

As a soldier, you should be heroic, eat big chunks of meat and drink big chunks of wine!

To be honest, I still prefer staying in the military camp, especially in the northern part of the country. I always feel more relaxed than in the south."

Young Master Chu raised the wine bowl and clinked it with Lin Dingzhong, then raised his head and took a big sip, then exhaled the wine comfortably and smiled:

"Daxia has picturesque scenery and a vast territory spanning thousands of miles.

The scenery in the north is infinitely beautiful, and the water towns in the south are tender and affectionate.

The mountains and rivers are majestic and magnificent, and the water town is graceful and beautiful like a fairy.

The wind and snow reflect the heroic spirit, while the rain is moist and delicate.

It is understandable that the men in the army prefer the desert with its solitary smoke rising straight up and the setting sun over the long river. "

"That is, don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. Since ancient times, few people have ever returned from the battles. This is the best destination for our generation."

Lin Dingzhong took a big gulp of white wine, and the spicy liquid slid down his throat. He closed his eyes and felt the heat spreading through his body. Then, he opened his mouth and exhaled a white mist, as if exhaling all the worries in his heart.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I have been in the Army all my life and witnessed its former glory and honor, but now I see it being gradually surpassed by the Air Force and the Navy. I am really anxious."

He sighed, shook his head helplessly, and continued: "But what can we do? Today's war mode has undergone tremendous changes, from the firepower coverage of the Continental Army to a combat method that focuses more on precision strikes. If this continues, the decline of the army seems to be inevitable."

However, soon.

A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and his tone became excited: "However, the appearance of the Ares tank has given me new hope and made me see the future of the army... Just for this, I'll drink this bowl of wine, you can do whatever you want!"

After saying this, he picked up the wine bowl generously, gulped it down, and drank it all in one gulp, leaving not a drop of the wine in the bowl.

A blush quickly appeared on her face, and her eyes were bright and determined.

Young Master Chu was moved by Lin Dingzhong's heroism. He picked up his wine bowl without hesitation, looked at him, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Okay, Mr. Chu has a good alcohol tolerance!"

Lin Dingzhong was thinking MMP in his heart but smiling on his face.

I didn't expect that Young Master Chu, at such a young age, could drink as much as I did. He drank a bowl of nearly half a pound of white wine so straightforwardly.

It looks like we'll have to fight a long battle tonight.

Lin Dingzhong opened another bottle of Moutai, filled the two people's wine glasses, put a wine filter in it, picked up the chopsticks to pick up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, suppressing the wine in his stomach.

"Lao Lin, I understand what you are thinking!"

Young Master Chu pondered for a moment, raised his head, and looked at Lin Dingzhong's red face that looked like Guan Gong: "I understand that you want to have more Ares tanks.

But if you have a hundred or so of these, you will be able to defeat the armies of the entire world. It would be a waste to build more..."

At this point, Young Master Chu's voice lowered a little, and he said softly: "Besides, I tell you, in my eyes, he is just a test subject. He will be eliminated in a few years!"

"what?"

Lin Dingzhong's hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the piece of meat fell back into the plate.

He looked at Young Master Chu with a confused look on his face, as if he had heard something incredible and out of this world.

His eyes widened with surprise and disbelief. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't. He just shook his head and said in an indescribable tone: "How...how is this possible? You...are not trying to trick me because you think the cost of the Ares tank is too high?"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously shocked and surprised by the news he heard.

He frowned, as if thinking about something, then looked up at Young Master Chu, with confusion and puzzlement in his eyes.

Young Master Chu nodded and said affirmatively: "Old Lin, everything I said is true."

Lin Dingzhong took a deep breath, but the expression on his face was still difficult to calm down. It was obvious that this news was still hard for him to accept.

Today's test has overturned his three views. The invincible demeanor of the Ares mecha has already made his blood boil, and his hope for the army to seize jobs from the air force in the future has greatly increased.

The opportunity for the Army to return to the throne of dominance was right in front of him, but the young master Chu who had given him hope actually drank his wine and ate his meat, and immediately changed his face and told him that it was actually a toy and would be thrown into the garbage dump after a while.

No matter who it is, I'm afraid no one would be able to bear this.