A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"What? Something's up?"

Jiang Xia was taken aback by Big Wang's serious expression. Although she was puzzled, she obediently followed behind him and walked quickly toward the small jeep.

"Team leader? What's wrong? It's just breaking the ice, can't we let Xiao Jiang take a look?" The leather-clad man following behind asked Lao Wang with some confusion.

"Look? Do you know who's on the other side?"

"I don't know! But judging from their demeanor, they seem to be one of our people. But what's wrong with that? Isn't it perfect?"

"Okay? Heh, do you know about the 566th Regiment when we were fighting at Tieyuan?"

"Of course I know! Model regiment, heroic company. Especially the Eighth Company, which used infantry weapons to fight against enemy aircraft, tanks, and artillery, held its position for six days and nights, and repelled 13 attacks by a reinforced regiment of the US 'Washington First Division,' killing and wounding more than 800 enemy soldiers at the cost of only 16 casualties. After the war, the Eighth Company was awarded the title of 'Special Merit Eighth Company,' and Company Commander Guo was awarded the Special Merit and the title of 'First-Class Combat Hero.'"

"Wow, you remember it pretty well..."

Old Wang glanced at the man in the leather jacket with some surprise.

"Of course, Company Commander Guo is my role model! But... I still prefer the people from the Third Company of their regiment, hehehe. Although they didn't receive any major medals, their methods are quite to my liking..."

Old Wang muttered to himself, "You idiot, you're a killer too. But hehe, I like it too."

why?

That's because the Third Company has an unparalleled killing talent.

No, you can't say that. You should say that everyone in the Third Company was a troublemaker, and only the company commander, who was known as the Killer Star, could keep them in check.

"Ha, once you get to know them, you won't think that way anymore..."

"what?"

"Bullshit! Don't you even know what his job is now? He just vaguely talked to an old man earlier, and that idiot author got locked up. If you go over there, do you want this book to be canceled on the spot?"

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"Idiot! Look back at the guy swinging the hammer, isn't he the one you said is to your liking?"

"Don't look back! Get in the car and look in the rearview mirror. That company commander has such a keen intuition, he can tell whether a mosquito is male or female just by looking at it!"

"Oh, oh..." The man in the leather jacket quickly turned his head back, which was halfway turned.

"Besides, let's take this opportunity, grab Little Doge, and head straight to the dance school. Don't forget what our original goal was!"

"Oh! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Upon hearing the name of the dance school, the man in the leather jacket instantly abandoned his "role model."

The two men walked along, chuckling in a gloomy tone.

Unfortunately, this grotesque laughter was instantly shattered by a hoarse yet distinctly powerful voice!

"Oh, so that's it!"

"I thought we were on a mission, but it turns out we're just going on a picnic? Tsk tsk, it's been two years since I've trained you. Looks like you've been shrinking back more and more, Wang Kui? Team Leader Wang? Or should I just call you Old Wang?"

A thin figure appeared in front of the jeep at some point. After glancing at the people inside, the figure leaned against the door without any politeness and held up two fingers towards the little guy inside.

"Little guy, any more cigarettes?"

Jiang Xia glanced at the "big guy" beside him. Well, the big guy had turned from a fierce tiger into a golden-haired man, and his mouth was stretched all the way to his ears.

The second male lead in the leather jacket was even worse. Jiang Xia thought that if he had a tail, he would wag it even more fiercely than "Lala Pig".

Looking at Old Wang walking towards him from outside the car, good heavens, are you playing "Statues"? You're even afraid to put your feet on the ground!

Which big shot?

No, it shouldn't be. The smell of gunpowder on this person seems to never dissipate. Could it be, "the old squad leader"?

Yes! That must be it. Big Guy also smelled gunpowder, but not nearly as strong.

Jiang Xia reached into his pocket; he still had some unfinished white cigarettes that his boss had given him last time.

Get off the bus quickly and properly hand one to the old squad leader.

"Old squad leader, who are you?"

"Old squad leader? Ha! I like that title!" The thin man took the cigarette Jiang Xia offered, but didn't light it. He just held it under his nose and smelled it a few times.

Yes, that's right. This is the kind of cigarettes that "he" often smokes. Apart from Old Li in the old lair, I guess only that rumored kid has this kind of cigarette.

Hey, I didn't expect to run into him here. Was Wang Kui with him? That's somewhat understandable.

It's good to bring this child out for some fresh air. What happened last night...tsk tsk, this child really had a tough time.

Thinking of this, the gaunt man's eyes softened.

"Some call me company commander, some call me platoon leader, some call me the Killer Star, and some call me a hero!"

"They call me Yama, or an inhuman bastard..." The thin man looked Jiang Xia up and down, pointed at Old Wang, and made a gesture to him.

Only then did Old Wang dare to put his legs down, standing upright to the side with a bitter expression.

"So, he really is the Heavenly Killer Star? He was just swinging that sledgehammer a moment ago, how did he get here so quickly?"

The second male lead in the leather jacket muttered to himself.

Old Wang sighed. "Didn't I tell you? This guy's intuition..."

Oh well, never mind.

Dance Academy, I have no chance with you...

Sure enough, before Old Wang could even finish his thought, the thin man in front of him gave him a crooked smile.

"Since we've run into each other, let's test your mettle. Same rules as always! Want to join in?"

Old Wang didn't speak, but shook his somewhat numb toes. His eyes were fixed on the thin man's neck, and his face once again wore the "sneer of the King of Hell" that the factory workers called it.

However, Jiang Xia then realized that Old Wang's face looked so much like the gaunt man with the stern face.

What's different is that this "old squad leader" is clearly the original. That unruly smirk and the indifferent look in his eyes that seem to have seen life and death in stride would easily outshine any domineering CEO in a later TV series!

Just as Jiang Xia was about to smooth things over, Old Wang made his move!

Alright, let's fight. Jiang Xia, with great self-awareness, took two steps back, his eyes wide open, eager to witness a fierce battle.

The thin man in front of them also moved.

Compared to Lao Wang's large strides, the man only took two light steps forward, swaying his upper body slightly, without making any major movements.

"Paji..."

Old Wang was already under his feet.

(⊙o⊙)...

Jiang Xia's jaw dropped. "No way, Brother Wang, you were taken down without even making a move?"

A rough, large hand reached out from behind Jiang Xia, kindly helping him put his chin back in place, and smoothly pulled a cigarette from Jiang Xia's hand.

"Don't be surprised, Boss Tang practices with the Ghost Head Broadsword, and this move is called 'Severing the Dog's Leg'!"

When did they arrive?

Jiang Xia's little tuft of hair stood on end in fright, and the big guy next to him was also startled. He was about to reach for his gun when he realized that the holster he was wearing on his waist had somehow ended up in the newcomer's hands!

"you……"

"This is terrible... The old lair is getting worse with each generation..."