The weapon of the country

The velvet rope barrier at the entrance was put up, and the lady stood by, waiting to close.They thanked and apologized to the lady for delaying her off-duty time.

"There's no delay." When they turned to leave, they heard the lady with rigid clothes and actions turn her back to them and said lonelyly, "My son also joined the army last year."

Shen Han and Zhuang Ye parted in the twilight, Zhuang Ye said, "Goodbye." Remembering that they would move into the base tomorrow, they changed their words, "See you tomorrow." After being separated for a long time, Shen Han had gone far away, and he still pressed his chest, fearing that his heart would beat too fast, leaked capers.

Unexpectedly, after we parted that day, we didn't see each other for several days.

They were so busy handing over work that they didn't even have time to meet each other.

Zhuang Ye returned to the dormitory and walked into the bathroom with his remaining strength.The hot water washes over the shower curtain and his skin, separated by the milk-like mist, under the light, his skin color is almost the same color as the white shower curtain, and after washing off, the blush brought by the hot water glows.

He wrapped up his nightgown, pushed open the glass door of the balcony, and the cold wind blew in. He leaned on the railing and let out a free breath.

Although he didn't even show up as a brigadier general, but thanks to his position as a staff officer, he lived in the dormitory of a general-level officer.It is said to be a dormitory, which is equivalent to a small villa.

At this moment, the balcony window of the villa adjacent to him also opened. He was wearing a nightgown and slippers, and suddenly faced Shen Han who had just returned to the dormitory.

"……you are back."

Simultaneously with him was Shen Han's greeting, "Good evening." He was still wearing military uniform, slightly tired, but cheerful and gentle.There was only an arm's length between the two balconies, and Zhuang Ye could smell the faint smell of alcohol in his mouth.

"You've been drinking." He tried not to sound accusatory.

Shen Han winked at him, "Half a glass. The former inspector invited me to have a drink, share his experience, and told me that he had to use alcohol to vent his stress so that he could sleep at night."

"This will be... a very stressful job." Zhuang Ye said, "Whether it is for you or for me."

"You sound like you understand pressure very well," Shen Han supported the railing, "I have a question, I see many people are curious, and I am also curious, how did you get promoted to colonel?"

Awarded four months ago, there is a blank on the record.He was promoted to lieutenant colonel at the age of 21 and colonel at the age of 23.The all-out war between the Federation and the Empire ended five years ago, and in the non-war period, it crossed one level within two years. There must be a reason behind it.

Zhuang Ye was quiet for a moment, and then said, "A certain project - I can't disclose it, and you can't investigate it - I have made some contributions."

It is not a secret that the military departments of the North and the South have several top-secret national defense projects. Not only do the North and the South not directly communicate with each other about these projects, even if they belong to the same military department, the heads of different projects do not know what kind of project the other party is responsible for.

In the past two centuries, the empire's art of espionage has been unparalleled. When the Federation declared independence, some high-level officials even surrendered to the empire to inform.These spies and informants have caused the Federation to suffer countless losses, so the top executives of the Federation military strictly implement the "back-to-back principle". It is best that the left hand does not know what the right hand is doing.

Shen Han can guess what kind of project the Southern Military Department is carrying out: research on weapons of mass destruction, radiation weapons, or biochemical weapons?

Shen Han asked, "Forget about eating and sleeping, are you not so tired that you are hospitalized?"

Zhuang Ye was surprised at the accuracy of his speculation. He was calm when he described his contribution, but he was shy about this issue. "Afterwards, appendicitis broke out and I went to the hospital. The doctors didn't approve, and I couldn't even be present for my award."

He turned to look at Shen Han, "You... have there been times when you couldn't even be present for your own award?"

The war between the Federation and the Empire started when Shen Han was nine years old and ended at the age of 25. Shen Xiao was one and a half years older than him.The brothers caught up with the most intense part of the last war period, and accumulated meritorious deeds during that period.Of course, they were left in hospitals with poor or high-level conditions with countless injuries and serious injuries.

Shen Han was frank, "I have. But I don't have a father who is the commander-in-chief."

"Then what they need is definitely not my father," Zhuang Ye said in a low voice, "my father would say, 'If I dare not send my son to the front line to die first, why should I send someone else's son to die on my order' .”

Those were the words his father clutched his mother's shoulders at the funeral of his eldest son, a once-distinguished rising star who had died in battle.His father asked his sons to lead by example, first the eldest son, then the youngest son.

Zhuang Ye felt cold on this winter night, and his skin shivered, "I am becoming more and more like a big brother, like joining the army to become more like a big brother." He couldn't hear how helpless his own voice was.

"And I joined the army for my pension." Shen Han realized that he was comforting him and wanted to make him happy. "My ideal in life is to retire at the age of 35 with a major general's pension, get married, and be a househusband."

"You said...really?" Zhuang Ye opened his mouth. Obviously, this is not the ideal that a war hero, a honor winner who is as famous as his brother, should have.

His freshly washed and blow-dried hair was a bit disheveled, like the tangle of fluff of a fledgling bird.Shen Han stretched out his arms and rubbed his hair, and then pinched it to the back of his neck.At first, Zhuang Ye seemed to be caught in a vital position and froze into a ball, but soon, the slender neck that was still youthful relaxed under his palm.

"I would like to see weapons of mass destruction sealed up and put into storage, and military airships converted to civilian use." Shen Han withdrew his hand, "Soldiers who were born and died in the war can retire early, and the family is harmonious."

"Is this possible?" Zhuang Ye said softly.

"Impossible. At least not in our generation." Shen Han exhaled, "But people always dream when they live."

Knowing that it is impossible to still embrace the dream, Zhuang Ye only felt that the burden on his heart tonight was like melting ice and snow, his brother's death, his mother's illness after his brother's death, his father's request, all troubles were temporarily gone.

"No wonder you would guess that Major General Wu concealed his health problems in order to be promoted to major general and get more pension." Zhuang Ye couldn't help but said, "It turns out that you are the one who really wants to get more pension."

The response he got was Shen Han's soft laughter.

There were only micro stars in the sky that night, and the moonlight was very good.The bright moonlight shone on the balcony, and it also shone on the two people leaning on the corner of their respective balconies, separated by an arm's length.The moonlight finally shone into Zhuang Ye's dream.

In his dream, he smelled the faint smell of alcohol in the cool wind, and kissed his lips that smelled of alcohol.Such a thing happened in my memory, five years ago, in the middle city of Xindu, the hotel behind the dance hall...

His body remembered, and wanted more, fantasizing about the man with his back to him in the hot, foggy bathroom, leaning forward with his hands on the wall.The hot water flowed down the broad back, leaving only the strong shoulder blades in front of his eyes, leaning on the man's back, pecking and kissing his shoulders in a daze.

The man turned his head, Zhuang Ye saw his face, but couldn't see it clearly at all, he was trying to find out the reason in his dream, I have never seen his face under the mask.But for some reason, she was so surprised in the dream that she was so surprised that she woke up.

He bit his lip suddenly, lifted the quilt, and looked down at his lower body in embarrassment, not an ordinary morning reaction, but already... dirty, so he bit his lip even harder.

Having not done it for a long time, Zhuang Ye desperately comforted himself, but still couldn't help but think in frustration, I... I am not satisfied with my desires.