The weapon of the country

The object he falls in love with cannot be "Qi Ming", nor can it be Shen Han.

Shen Han is a core member of the Southern Army's hostile Northern Army, and he holds the same rank as Zhuang Ye in the same base—how could the military law allow two important figures in a base to have an affair?

They are all in chains, in chains.

The little swan staggered back, Shen Han swallowed half a glass of wine in one gulp, and pressed his chest.The pain from being bumped by the little swan just now was burning, and the wound was open. When I go back to deal with it, I will definitely be scolded by that doctor Yuan.

After drinking the glass of wine, Shen Han got up.A waiter passed by with a tray and quietly pointed out the secret passage out of the ballroom.

He took the secret passage in case the little swans were waiting for him outside.

Half a minute later, Shen Han had already taken off his mask and joined the fun-seeking crowd in Midtown.

The communicator that had just been taken out of the insulating bag vibrated suddenly. It wasn't that someone left him a message and he didn't reply, but an emergency!

That string of codes is the base staff officer - Zhuang Ye.If you don't connect immediately, Zhuang Ye will definitely become suspicious.Moreover, the military situation is urgent and cannot be delayed.

He connected, "Shen Han."

"Zhuang Ye," the other party asked, "where are you?"

How should I answer, he is outside "Nirvana"?

At this moment, the steam clock in Midtown rang seven times, followed by melodious music, and it was exactly seven o'clock.

"This is the sound of the steam clock," he heard Zhuang Ye say calmly, "then you are in Midtown like me. The captain of the fleet informed you to return to the base at 10:[-] pm for a meeting [-] minutes ago, and I told him that I would pass it on to you, so The emergency communication was used. I have booked the latest flight back to the base, and I will also book it for you by the way, where are you, I will pick you up now?"

While Zhuang Ye was speaking, Shen Han's brain connected these things together—it was Zhuang Ye who persuaded the captain to hold a temporary meeting, wait until seven o'clock to contact Shen Han urgently, and proved it through the steam bell in the communicator. Shen Han was in Midtown, so Shen Han had to go to see him within a few minutes with the scheduled airship.

After a few minutes, how could Shen Han find another suit of clothes that fit, another reasonable excuse?

Sweat dripped down his back immediately, and the tension that had disappeared for many years gripped his heart.But besides the nervousness, there is also a kind of trembling that is forced into a corner, which instead stimulates the competitive spirit to prepare for the battle.

The little swan staggered away, but came back and caught him off guard.

He underestimated Zhuang Ye. It turns out that this fragile young man can rebound every time he is close to collapse.Shy and shy, but also has the ability to push people into corners.

He admits that he shouldn't love "Qiming", and instead of letting go rationally, he insists on finding out whether "Qiming" is Shen Han.

Shen Han laughed, nervousness made the blood flow quicker, and his chest was tight.He heard himself reply calmly with a smile, "See you at the Biyin River Bridge in 10 minutes." The call was cut off.

Shen Han took a deep breath and started running.

The communicator was switched to voice mode, "Connect to the head of the Xindu garrison regiment, and use my dedicated help signal."

The stone and brick buildings along the way passed quickly, the lights were feasting, and the lights were colorful. He was like a cheetah familiar with the bustling city, shuttling under various lights and shadows. 2 minutes.

Two minutes and ten seconds.

There will be a "beep" sound, and the system will announce, "Communication has been connected."

Two minutes and 13 seconds.

Without time to say more, Shen Han said quickly, his voice scattered in the wind, "Do me a favor, let the guards wait for me for a minute."

Three minutes and 13 seconds.

A horse neighing tore through the night, and the patrol guards of the Xindu Garrison patrolled the city four times a day in the morning, noon, evening, and midnight. At the end of the queue, the mounts began to commotion.

As the capital, Xindu still maintains the tradition of cavalry patrolling the city.In the last century, the city hall debated whether to keep pace with the times and replace live horses with mechanical horses. This proposal was rejected a hundred times after being proposed a hundred times.It is the pride of Xindu people to patrol the city with real horses, which are rare elsewhere, and it symbolizes the retro romance of the technological age.

"Sir, someone!"

"Bring him here." Under the light of the golden long torch, the horse raised its hooves, Shen Xiao reined in the horse and spun around, and the black cloak with silver trim spun out a neat arc.

"Sir, it's your brother!" the guard exclaimed.

Shen Han rushed forward, leaned on Shen Xiao's horse, and put his arm around the strong horse's neck. The violent black horse that would not be touched but only recognized by Shen Xiao was obedient and patient.On the satin-like oily fur of the black horse, Shen Han's chest rose and fell violently, he gasped and greeted with a smile, "What a beautiful night, Mr. Shen."

The eyes, which were similar to his brother's but much gentler, patrolled the entire guard, and stopped on a man with the same body and hairstyle as him.

At the same moment, without having to follow Shen Han's gaze, as if telepathically, Shen Xiao's gaze turned to that person like a blade, and pointed at the horsewhip, "You, take off your uniform and get off the horse."

Zhuang Ye was wearing casual clothes, and was brushed by one after another pleasure-seekers reeking of alcohol and laughing in confusion.The women giggled coquettishly, and the men sang out of tune, slang songs sung by drunk people.

His throat seemed to be strangled, and his palms were soaked in sweat.

I don't know what mood I'm in at the moment, my heart pounded against my chest, causing my chest to hurt so violently.The blood flowed fast, and the sharp flow in the blood vessels was heard in the ears.

The Biyin River Bridge was right in front of him, and the huge piers and the dim lights came into his vision, which made him faintly uncomfortable.

Maybe it was walking briskly and inhaling the cold winter air, his stomach was cramping, and he was faintly sick. Was that feeling the excitement of uncovering the mystery or the fear of the truth?

There is no Shen Han under the Biyinhe Bridge, only the sparkling river flowing.

There are 24 seconds left, Zhuang Ye is counting down, every second feels like being hit in the heart.

The evening wind under the bridge ruffled his hair, and he was in a state of confusion. The wind suddenly became stronger, with a thunderous sound.

It's the sound of hooves!The iron palm hit the road, and at the end of the line of sight, a line of guards came swiftly, holding torches.The black uniform and black cloak are as black as splashed ink and black as dark clouds in the night, and the silver thread on the edge of the cloak and the stand-up neckline is like lightning piercing the dark clouds.

As a retro modern city, Xindu retains sightseeing carriages and the tradition of cavalry patrolling the city.

Zhuang Ye was almost dizzy by the whirlwind brought by the guards, his eyes were dizzy, the light of the golden windproof torch was too dazzling, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, but he saw that the two leaders had similar faces and figures, they were tall and handsome, Skilled in equestrian skills, but with a very different temperament, they are holding the rein and talking.

"Good evening." Shen Han smiled at him while sitting on a healthy brown horse.