The weapon of the country

On the corridor leading to the traffic spaceship, Major Mo followed his pace and coughed softly.

"... Is your plan a failure? Young Master Zhuang failed to become your firm ally."

Facing his bluntness, Shen Han maintained his pace, but only tilted his head to respond, "Maybe you haven't experienced this kind of experience, and a belief that hasn't been shaken can't be called a belief."

"You are so sure that after the wavering, Young Master Zhuang will become your staunch ally."

"I asked you to collect information about Colonel Zhuang himself, but there wasn't much to gain." Mo Rulan pouted dissatisfiedly, and Shen Han walked into the spaceship, "At the same time, I also did some personal investigations on his family.—— Don't look at me like that, of course it doesn't include Colonel Zhuang's father, but his mother's condition makes me... worried. Especially Colonel Zhuang doesn't seem to know his mother's recent situation."

Zhuang Ye took another airship back to Xindu, and the scenery outside the window was flying by. He was also thinking about that question.

How can a son not know the mother's recent situation?He pursed his lips.

For the past five years, he served in a base in the hinterland of the South that was in charge of a top-secret project. For five full years, he did not return to Xindu once.

Outward communication was limited, and in the few times he had contacted, he asked Lieutenant General Fei, how was his mother, how was she doing recently?

The reply was always that she was still recuperating and she was being well looked after.

The airship stopped at the hospital directly under the military headquarters next to the suburban park of Xincheng City. After he verified his identity, he was led by a nurse to board the tram, which drove quickly on the lawn to the nursing home.

The sanatorium was surrounded by small gardens, and he followed the nurse through paths between shrubs trimmed into animals and around fountains that changed from moment to moment.A nurse in a white uniform handed him over to another young lady, without a uniform, in a warm floral dress with a sweater cardigan on top.She received Zhuang Ye with a smile on her face, and led him into a semi-open hall, "This is our afternoon tea hall, with self-service snacks and tea, and you can see the scenery outside when you look up..." Then there is another glass corridor, " This is the West Wing, leading to the suites of the guests..."

She stopped at a wooden door and knocked lightly on it, using a "suite" instead of a ward.Zhuang Ye subconsciously hugged the flowers in his arms tightly, as if he was embracing his last hope.

The door was opened by a girl who looked like a maid, and the large indoor curtains were pulled up. In the sunny room, Zhuang Ye saw his mother sitting in a wheelchair.

Her hair was half white and dull.The man was very thin, looking out the window dully.

She used to be a person who loved to tap dance and wear red. She was passionate and romantic. Every time she laughed, it was like lighting a flame and infecting the people around her.She would play cheerful music, hold her little son's hands, and keep turning circles with him.Zhuang Ye still remembers her warm and soft hands and the series of laughter in her ears.

Zhuang Ye lost strength in his arms, and his big bouquet of lilies was about to fall to the ground.He barely stabilized himself, stepped forward and bent down in front of the wheelchair, calling softly, "Mom..."

Mrs. Zhuang looked at him strangely, but she didn't recognize her youngest son.

Zhuang Ye's heart fell into a bottomless abyss.

It is surrounded by spotless paneled glass on all sides, and crystal chandeliers hang high.Shen Han was sitting in the corner of a newly opened restaurant, not wearing military uniform.

Mo Rulan lowered her voice, "I still don't understand why you helped that person to be accepted... Also, why you came here."

"Her name is Channing." Shen Han only answered the first question, "As for why I help her, it's because if she is a man, she doesn't need my help at all, and she will be accepted."

Major General Wu would rather accept a No. 4 whose first application was not the No. 3 base, and would not accept a No. [-] whose first application was the No. [-] base.Shen Han suddenly smiled, "Major Admiral Wu is nothing more than afraid of trouble. The first female captain in history, training and living with a group of men is really troublesome. But if this applicant quotes the "Affirmative Action" and thinks that Major General Wu is targeting her gender , didn’t the trouble come earlier?”

The "Affirmative Action Act" stipulates that discrimination against people of different sexual orientations and women in the military is illegal, but the investigation process of this kind of discrimination takes too long, and it is too difficult to defend their rights, and very few people will report it.

Mo Rulan muttered, "She will sue?"

"Why did she only apply for the Ninth Base?" Shen Han smiled, "What if it is because of the highest exposure here?"

Mo Rulan frowned, "This...why didn't you tell Major General Wu directly?"

"No matter how reasonable it is, if you say it from someone who is not suitable for speaking, it is impossible for people to listen." Shen Han looked towards the middle of the restaurant, "I am not suitable, but I just know who is suitable people."

A member of parliament is cutting the ribbon with scissors and a red silk bow.The shutter sounded, and the media gathered in the audience to take pictures.

Mo Rulan followed his gaze, showing surprise on her face, "Isn't this Congressman Zhao a good brother of Major General Wu? He also served in the military before, and only went to run for election after retiring."

Shen Han laughed and pressed his shoulders, "So you have to persuade this Councilor Zhao to persuade Major General Wu."

Mo Rulan almost jumped up in shock, "Ah?!"

Zhuang Ye returned to the military headquarters at seven o'clock in the evening, his expression was as calm as water.

"Why did you come back now?" Lieutenant General Fei asked with concern.

"If the nursing home doesn't ask all visitors to leave after six o'clock, I will stay longer." Zhuang Ye looked at him calmly, "I think my father should have a visiting card for the nursing home, I hope he can give me the card so that I have the right to visit at any time without an appointment."

Lieutenant General Fei sighed deeply, took off his glasses, and wiped them carefully, "Your mother's condition... I'm very sorry." He said softly, "She used to be a good friend of mine and your Aunt Jiang. We dare not Telling you that her condition is deteriorating, we are afraid that you will worry, and we are also afraid that there will be a misunderstanding between you...and your father, and your mother will become like this, and he doesn't want to."

"I know this very well." Zhuang Ye was polite but distant, "Mom became like this because of my brother's death."

She never knew that her eldest son was sent to the front line. No one told her, until she saw the body of the eldest son one day, she knew how long she had been deceived by the so-called "white lies".

She had a complete breakdown at her eldest son's funeral, and was admitted to a nursing home not long after.Then the younger son also received a transfer order to leave Xindu and go to a base with no news.

Guilt and pain tore him apart. What son would follow his father's orders and leave when his mother needed him most?

"I just want a visiting card." Zhuang Ye reiterated again.

"...Your father doesn't have a visit card." Lieutenant General Fei paused for a long time before saying, "You know, his work... is too busy, so he is not allowed to visit often."

Zhuang Ye raised his head in disbelief, the pain exploded in his chest, and then he realized that it was not pain, this intense pain was anger.He asked in a low voice, "Hasn't he visited once?"

Lieutenant General Fei did not give him any answer.