(Young Master Yao: Although I still published two chapters, the number of words has exceeded the usual three chapters. It can be considered a small explosion. I feel ashamed, hehe)

Feng Hongwei really thought that he had arrived early enough, but when he took Fengyinglou into the courtyard that was fortified and protected by military police, he was surprised to find a high-end luxury car made in Germany.

The large bus was already parked inside, and the yard was already full of people.

Some of these people are civilian officers such as arsenal and military representatives; some are high-level leaders of second-line forces such as the Ministry of Armed Forces; some have spent their old days in rest stations, and their mere appearance here represents a legendary revolutionary predecessor; and some

, is far away from home, and has come all the way back for this farewell. His rank represents an active senior officer of the Air Force and Navy.

In the small courtyard, there are dozens of such soldiers standing, their flowers are really shining, and those veterans who have entered the rest station are even wearing the military medals they have obtained in the army and on the battlefield all their lives.

He hung it in front of his chest. Looking at such seniors, looking at the Medal of Honor they forged with blood and tears, with regretless youth and loyalty, everyone present, including General Lei Mingze, was

Stand and salute them.

Facing all this, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, Feng Hongwei felt that his throat was dry and he was at a loss. The complacency and contentment that he had been fawning over just now were completely wiped out at this moment. Being able to compete with these

It is certainly an honor for the characters to stand together, but at the same time, it is also an overly heavy pressure.

"Yang Mu?!"

Feng Hongwei finally saw someone in the crowd who was familiar to him and could talk to each other. What made him most incredible was that Yang Mu, who was nearly thirty years old, had a tattoo on his lapel that represented his status as a student.

Pass!

"Hey, isn't this Brother Feng?"

Yang Mu deserves to be Yang Mu. Although there are many stars here, and he is only a small lieutenant colonel, the identity gap between the two parties is not small, but he and he felt short of breath and at a loss as soon as they walked in, eager to find their companions.

Feng Hongwei was different. He still had an innate pride in his body. He stood there quietly, with his slightly raised face and a calm smile, exuding a kind of aura that made people dare not even think about it.

He has the demeanor of a wise man who is insulting.

Facing Feng Hongwei's disbelieving look, Yang Mu smiled, "Why, you can't believe it? Don't rub your eyes, its function is not wrong. I will report to school with these boys. I apologize.

, because of the confidentiality rules, there is really no way to tell you in advance, so I have to surprise you."

Feng Hongwei stuttered: "But, you..."

"Of course I can't go to the Fifth Special Forces with these boys and be the oldest soldier in the history of the Fifth Special Forces. By the way, Brother Feng, what do you think is my greatest specialty?"

Yang Mu’s biggest specialty?

Of course it's his absolutely abnormal memory, and his logical reasoning ability that's comparable to a computer!

"I have taken an IQ test, and it is 124 points. Although he is considered smart among ordinary people, there is still a long way to go before he is called a genius."

Listening to Yang Mu's words, Feng Hongwei's eyes suddenly widened. He had also taken an IQ test. His IQ was 132 points, which was higher than Yang Mu, the super genius recognized by the entire military region!

"Everyone in our family is very smart. Among the four brothers, I am the dumbest. When we were young, the most common game we played was card counting. Whoever loses will be punished. Because of poor congenital conditions, almost every game

It’s me who loses every time.”

Mentioning the memories of his childhood, Yang Mu's face was filled with a warm and helpless smile, "My brothers were very bad. Once I lost, they would punish me by running to the cemetery on the mountain in the middle of the night and reciting it ten times.

Zhuge Liang's example. Sometimes they would even pretend to be ghosts, crying and howling, which scared me half to death."

"Because I don't want to lose again, and I don't want to stand in a cemetery in the middle of the night, trembling with fear, and have to recite some instructions. So whenever I have free time, I will spread out the poker, trying to find a way.

I tried to memorize them in order to overcome the gap caused by my innate lack of IQ, and finally I succeeded!"

Yang Mu's eyes suddenly lit up with an extremely sharp light, and he said proudly: "I have found my own memory method, and I have found the right path for myself! My three brothers are extremely smart.

, have extraordinary memories, but the three of them combined can only remember the order of ninety-six cards.

But I am alone, using the "picture memory method" I invented, I have to face fifty-four playing cards again and again, name each of them, and even arrange a scene for each of them.

The tragedies and comedies of life endow them with an absolute familiarity of life and character, and I can remember a hundred and eight of them!"

Feng Hongwei was really dumbfounded.

"From that time on, I knew that there are no super geniuses in this world. Those who are truly successful in their respective fields are madmen who have concentrated their absolute concentration. So, no matter what they do,

I concentrate on everything. My memory is amazing because I used my own method to develop the right brain of human beings that is always in a semi-dormant state. I can defeat the enemy in tactical deductions.

The strategy team formed by eight combat staff officers is because I spent several times more time than the eight of them combined to understand their personalities, their specialties, and the tactics they like to use. When facing the enemy on the battlefield

Even if they just frown in thought or make a small subconscious movement of their body, I can tell whether they want to fight against the odds or abandon the car to save the boss."

Feng Hongwei finally understood, "You, you, you were selected by the Sixth Special Forces, which gathered all kinds of super geniuses to deal with various irregular incidents."

"Yes, that's right. Three months ago, the paper I wrote on the development of memory and logical reasoning abilities was highly valued by my superiors. I am now an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. In my field, I work with more like-minded people.

, let’s study together on topics such as developing the potential of the human brain.”

Feng Hongwei was really dumbfounded. Only then did he finally understand why Yang Mu was just a small lieutenant colonel, standing in such a small and cramped environment, but still calm and impeccable.

He does have something to be proud of!

An academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences who directly enjoys special national allowances, a national treasure who may make the most outstanding contribution to the national defense industry, perhaps Yang Mu's future achievements will not be worse than anyone present!

"Brother Feng, do you know why I suddenly told you this before I left?"

Feng Hongwei shook his head, he didn't know. After this separation, the two people may never have any intersection again. Yang Mu is destined to have the wings of flying. He, Feng Hongwei, will be appreciated by the army commander in his life.

It is also difficult to flatter him. For a person like Yang Mu, of course, there is no need to deliberately bend down to show kindness to him like others.

In fact, in Feng Hongwei's memory, Yang Mu had never told anyone such a long story about his experiences.

"I'm leaving, and someone has to take over the position of director of the Army Secretariat." Yang Mu said it lightly, but his words, in Feng Hongwei's ears, were no less than the sound of thunder.

His heart was beating so fast that he couldn't help himself, "I have submitted a proposal to the military commander, hoping that you will take over my position."

"I have studied your experience in the army for more than ten years. You are smart, studious, full of desire to conquer, eager to be recognized and respected by others. You have a desire for success that is far beyond ordinary people. In the past few years, you have

, you have made great achievements, but in the next nearly ten years, you put yourself

You have spent all your energy and time on camping to please the enemy. You have chosen the wrong path. The army is a special group that must maintain a sense of crisis at all times and may fight bloody battles with the enemy on the battlefield at any time. No matter when, improve your own capabilities.

, is a link that must never be given up.”

Yang Mu suddenly took Feng Hongwei's hands and said, "I hand over the military commander to you. Remember, now you have a road paved in front of you. You no longer need to study the officialdom. What you have to do is,

Just concentrate all your energy and time, work hard to enrich yourself, discover the talents in your life that have not yet been bloomed, and let everyone see a Feng Hongwei who is unique and cannot be denied!"

Feng Hongwei nodded vigorously. He just felt that at this moment, there was something in his chest that he didn't know what it was. It was ignited by Yang Mu's words. He also wanted to live a free and unruly life like Yang Mu, but he didn't know what it was.

It can also emit a hundred points of heat and a thousand points of light!

But at this time, unlike his father, Fengyinglou was silent because he heard the conversation between a father and his son beside him.

Father: "Hey, hey, he is indeed my son. He has a good breed and can of course pass five levels and defeat six generals. He rushes into the school gate first. By the way, stick your butt out."

The boy who looked to be eleven or twelve years old widened his eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

"Before you enter the school and officially become a student, let dad beat you a few more times." The father looked pitiful and matter-of-fact, "When you enter the school, we will be comrades and we will be in the same trench.

He is a comrade-in-arms. How can I, a father, beat and scold my comrades-in-arms? No, before we have established this comrade-in-arms relationship, let dad have his final addiction as soon as possible."

"Bah!" the son shouted loudly: "Last time you listened to other people's nonsense and beat me up when you came home without asking, and you haven't formally apologized to me yet! My father and son also

If you want to settle the accounts openly, if you can’t, I’ll send you your nose before we officially become comrades-in-arms!”

Under the silent gaze of Fengyinglou, this father, whose official position had reached the level of major general, actually squatted down in public and allowed his son in front of him to pinch his nose and twist it until his face showed

With a begging smile, the son finally took back his hand with satisfaction.

After receiving the "torture", the major general put away his smile and said solemnly: "Son, do you still remember the request I made to you?"

"Yeah!" The son nodded vigorously, "No matter what the reason is, I can only shed tears three times after leaving you!"

"Yes, tears are the power only the weak have. I, Lao Qiu, am not a weakling. You have been stronger and more aggressive than me since you were a child, so you should not be a weakling who only knows how to shed tears!"

The major general raised his palm and said in a deep voice: "Son, promise me, when we meet next time, you will surprise me as a father, so that I can praise the tiger father and the dog son when I meet everyone, okay?"

"No, I want to be better than my predecessor. If I can't surpass you, why should I be a soldier?!"

In such a declaration that was still a bit childish, but revealed a determination that could not be ignored and could almost be divided into gold and gravel, two palms, one big and one small, touched together in the air, making a crisp sound.

Father: "Good son!"

Son: "Bad dad!"

As they looked at each other, the father and son's eyes lit up. The tacit understanding, the mutual respect, the mutual influence and encouragement between them made Fengyinglou's eyes red.

An hour and a half later, when everyone present was saying their final goodbyes to their sons or grandsons, Feng Hongwei hesitated for a long, long, long time until the assistant instructor picking up the students called out Feng Yinglou’s name. Feng Hongwei

Wei suddenly grabbed his son and whispered: "If the training is too strict and you really can't stand it, come back. I won't blame you."

At the last moment of parting, Fengyinglou finally heard the warmth and care of a father's love in Feng Hongwei's words, and even heard his unconcealable guilt.

Although it was only a faint, fleeting expression of concern and apology, it was enough for Fengyinglou who desperately lacked and longed for father's love.

When he got into the car, he suddenly turned around and saw that at the end of the crowd, his father was waving goodbye to him. It was at this time that Feng Yinglou, who was only eight years old, had already spoken in his heart.
Chapter completed!