The weapon of the country

He kept searching, thinking that he would admit the wrong person, which is very common.When you want to meet a person who has only met once too much, you will take someone with a similar back as him, because he is not that familiar with him.However, there were so many tall and strong people who were also wearing military uniforms, passing by him. From the beginning to the end, Zhuang Ye did not admit his mistake once.

He began to get dizzy and his eyes were slightly sour.The dance music changed five times, and "Song of Spring" was being played.Federal soldiers are very romantic, longing for the fragrance of spring in winter nights.Zhuang Ye sighed softly, and felt a little tired when he stopped. Maybe he shouldn't look for it anymore, maybe he should also concentrate on enjoying the enthusiasm of this winter night.

Suddenly a few words of dialogue came, "There are too many people, why don't you go to the top floor."

"...It's too cold, there's snow outside..."

"...the top floor is quiet..."

Driven by some emotion, Zhuang Ye walked through the brightly lit corridor and came to the top floor of the tall building.

Then he saw the figure he recognized instantly by the railing.

This night was extraordinarily quiet because of Xue, and when he saw him, Zhuang Ye's tense nerves relaxed.

The snow was stepped on, making a rustling sound.

A heart choked in his throat slipped back into his stomach, "...you don't seem surprised that someone came."

"When it's lively, there will always be people who don't like it." Shen Han turned his head, "You don't seem to like it very much."

Their breath turned into white mist on a snowy night.Zhuang Ye observed Shen Han carefully.

This brigadier general has a kind of kindness and friendliness rarely seen in soldiers, which makes people feel relieved involuntarily.

Shen Han leaned on the railing and looked at the sky, and Zhuang Ye followed suit.The clouds from the previous day had turned into tonight's snow, and the night sky at this time was as silent as a black curtain, on which were sprinkled with stars like silver powder.A metaphor suddenly flashed in Zhuang Ye's mind, a tall and strong person, people would compare him to a mountain or the earth.But this person is not, he is not a mountain, not a rock, but a whole starry sky, a galaxy shining in the whole night.

The galaxy is vast and brilliant.

It took Zhuang Ye a moment to look at his military boots, "You shouldn't be involved in the incident with the Post."

He heard that because of that incident, Shen Han had already been reprimanded twice.

"Thank you for your concern." Shen Han said lightly, "The good news is that so far, I haven't received any substantive punishment."

Finally, Zhuang Ye couldn't help raising his head, and took a step forward, his moist and bright eyes fixed on Shen Han's face, "Have we met before? You make me feel very familiar."

Shen Han suddenly let out a breath, smiled at him, and changed the subject, "Actually, I brought the reporters of "The Post" in, and I provided clues for them to write that report."

"...What?" Zhuang Ye didn't expect him to say this, so he reacted and asked, "Why?"

Shen Han stepped out, "Because the position of the captain of the Ninth Base Fleet is vacant, your father's faction wants Major General Lei to take over, and I don't think he is suitable; in fact, I also want that position, and I think I am more suitable than him .”

Zhuang Ye stood motionless and said calmly, "I can report on you."

"Of course you can report on me." Shen Han laughed again, and said to him, "Good night."

After the celebration ended, it was already late at night, and a 24-year-old major officer followed Shen Han half a step to the right, and boarded an airship together.

"He can denounce you!" Major Mo warned Shen Han with a straight face as soon as he sat down.If Zhuang Ye heard the major's voice, he would find that it was the one who said "the top floor is quiet".

"If he denounces me, it will prove that my vision of seeing people is so bad that I deserve to be accused." Shen Han's tall body leaned against the back of the chair and leveled the back of the chair, "Thank you for your reminder."

"You seem to know him well--you know him?"

"You—" Mo Rulan still wanted to ask, but Shen Han had already lay down.

Five years ago, Xindu, the capital of the Federation.

The Midtown of Xindu is known as "Entertainment Paradise", and Shen Han walks into the night breeze with the joy-seeking crowd.

He was wearing low-key civilian clothes, and it was during the relaxation period after a mission.He loves to see how civilians have fun, because since he entered military school at the age of 17, it is difficult for him to have the opportunity to have fun again.Going to a dance hall to drink a few glasses of wine, listen to a few songs, watch a dance, dance with someone, or even find someone to spend the night, feasting and friendship, are all quite distant things.

He needed to relive those events to make sure he was still alive.The previous mission required leaving no traces, not wearing any logos, and changing disguises. If the identity is exposed, the Federation will not recognize it.In case of death outside, the family members will receive pensions.After the mission was over and he had gone through the confinement review period, he was given a ten-day vacation. As usual, he seized the vacation and went out to relax.

He walked into a dance hall called "Nirvana".In the middle of the hall is the projection of flame-like lamps, and people dance in the flames intoxicated.The waiter at the door wore a tuxedo and handed out a special half-face mask with realistic black feathers painted on the front. Shen Han held it in his hand and weighed it. The material of the mask was light, with a certain degree of malleability, and it would fit tightly to the face after pressing. The curve is like a second layer of skin, so you can wear it now.

Walking through a long corridor, he entered a dimly lit hall. In the hall, men and women, many people paid attention to him, but no one stepped forward.Shen Han sat down under the peeping, watching the performance on the stage. In the sound of the wind, a young man wearing a white swan mask walked towards him.

"Hello?"

"Hello." Shen Han smiled, the eyes of this little swan who approached proactively were bright, and his lips were moist.

"You sit in the middle," said the little swan, looking around.

"That's right." Shen Han teased him nicely, "You came from a corner, does that mean anything?"

"Are you...confident about your appearance?" Little Swan was unsure.

"So you're not confident about your appearance?"

"No..." Little Swan denied, but hesitated, "Should I not be unconfident about my appearance?"

This is a young man who thinks too much, but at his age, thinking too much is a normal thing.Shen Han picked up the wine with one hand, "Do you want to sit down?"

Little Swan hesitated for a while, "Yes."

"Then sit down." Shen Han motioned for the seat beside him.

He dominated the conversation that night, Little Swan was a military cadet, and his standing and sitting postures were too standard.There are three military academies in the Federation. He himself is a graduate of the National Defense Military Academy, and Little Swan should be a student of the Central Military Academy located on the outskirts of Xindu.

He came to the singing and dancing hall just to find someone to spend the night, and Shen Han had no intention of provoking a military student.With the progress of the times and the change of concept, male soldiers can marry men.But if you don't want to cause a lot of trouble, you must find a man outside the army.In the federal army, personal relationships between subordinates and colleagues are taboo. If something happens to a military cadet, if he becomes his subordinate or colleague in the future, he will be in big trouble.

They spent a pleasant three hours together, waiters in white shirts and black trousers shuttled between the bars.Shen Han summoned one, and paid for the little swan's drink together.

"I'm going to get drunk if I drink any more, you should go home." Shen Han stood up and walked out.

Little Swan pursed her lips, stood where she was, then walked towards his back, turned into a run, passed the promenade, followed him out of the ballroom, and chased him to the street to stop him in the evening wind, "Please wait! "

Little Swan puffed up his chest, hurriedly touched the edge of the mask, and lifted it off. Only in this way can he show his urgent sincerity.

In an instant, the lights were left behind by him, and the backlit face was fair and beautiful, like a lily blooming in the night.