There are chrysanthemums in the Chrysanthemum Night Market, which are arranged in gold next to the turntable.
Xu Le was worried about the hidden emotions between the two groups of officers and soldiers, and the waiter calmly pushed over a dozen plates of food and four bottles of cold beer, probably watching too many dramas of soldiers making trouble in the night market, and he was used to it for a long time, and he was not nervous.
Although the soldiers on both sides of the night market were brewing an angry atmosphere, they were probably afraid of the gendarmes all over Luoyue Prefecture, so they didn't make a move, Xu Le shook his head, scraped his slightly itchy thick eyebrows with the tips of his fingers, let go of the worry in his heart, opened the beer and poured a glass for Lulu.
The golden liquid spills out of the rim with foam.
At this time, it was not in the luxurious box of the splendid nightclub, he and the girl were alone in the sea breeze, and they couldn't find much to say for a while, they were originally strangers, but they met by chance many years ago.
Xu Le's silence was due to nervousness, and the smoke of the battlefield and the contract between life and death were very capable of arousing human instincts, probably because of the fear of death, and the subconscious of the inheritance reception was postponed He was a normal young man, and he was naturally looking forward to and excited about the joy of a cool night.
Lulu was also a little nervous secretly, and she was completely embarrassed that it was completely inconsistent with her profession, so the two had to bow their heads and smile and drink wine, chatting about the architectural style of Linhai Prefecture and the like, which was not something that Xu Le was good at, and Miss Lulu could know.
I don't know how many glasses of beer went down, the alcohol went up, and the girl next to her became a little more beautiful, a little more seductive, Xu Le felt that his face was slightly hot, and when he wanted to say something, he suddenly heard a mocking voice from his right hand.
"A group of mud-legged people, who seem to be really poor in that broken mountain, so many people order such a little bit to eat.
I said that you have already spent so much of our military spending, why do you have to pretend to be such a shabby" It was an officer of the Second Military Region who said this, probably because he had drunk too much wine, and he no longer had any fear, and vented all the disdain and hatred in his heart.
Hearing this bitter taunt, the officers and soldiers of the federal political axe began to laugh loudly, and shouted defiantly to the night market owner to add some vegetables to the army.
Hearing these noises, the warriors of Qinglong Mountain raised their heads angrily and stared over there.
Dressed in thin and light-colored military uniforms, they looked like a group of miscellaneous soldiers, but their discipline was really extremely strict, although they were angry, they maintained absolute silence, but it was this silence that suddenly broke out with a certain momentum, and the entire night market was inexplicably quiet.
Xu Le saw that Lulu was a little nervous, and explained in a low voice: "It's the Qinglong Mountain Army that came to the front line to support, and now the Federation Special First Army." ” Hearing his explanation, Lulu was not relieved, and the fear on Qingmei's face was even stronger, after all, she was an ordinary girl living in S1, and she had heard a lot of propaganda about the federal political axe since she was a child, and it was easy to associate the words "general" with rough, bloody and cruel.
Xu Le was silent.
Now that the Federation has reconciled, President Pabur shook hands with the leader of Nanshui, and the Qinglongshan Army was reorganized into a special army, but the rift in people's hearts does not know when and where it can be truly smoothed out.
He himself often forgot the name of the Special First Army, and used to calling these soldiers by surname.
The Qinglong Mountain warriors in the corner of the night market lowered their heads under the cold gaze of the commander, continued to eat quietly, and from time to time picked up the kettle at hand and drank a sip of water.
Xu Le looked at the small food plates on their tables, and the cheap food on the plates, and felt a little emotion in his heart, feeling that the other party's iron-like military discipline and some unusual temperament were idealistic lusters that could only be set off by simplicity and even poverty.
But since it has been reorganized, the federal political axe will not still be harsh on the other party's logistics supply, Xu Le's inky eyebrows flashed a trace of doubt, and he took out the military encrypted phone and dialed Shi Qinghai's number.
No one answered the phone.
The doubts between his eyebrows turned into faint worries, Shi Gongzi is the liaison officer of the two sides nominated by Qinglong Mountain and directly appointed by the president's official residence, and his rank is extremely high, do he have to go on any dangerous mission The officers and soldiers of Qinglong Mountain had just returned from the front line, and their bodies were covered with wind and dust, and they had just gotten off the battleship to find a place to fill their hunger, but they chose the Chrysanthemum Night Market, which was the favorite place for soldiers to gather.
This group of simple warriors ate the food on the plate as fast as they could, the plate was clean, not a grain of rice was wasted, and then prepared to leave in formation.
It was clear that the Qinglongshan troops had been strictly admonished before coming to the front and tried to avoid clashes with the political axe army.
The officer, who did not wear any federal rank, walked to the counter, took out a few bills to settle the bill, said a few words to the waiter, and then nodded with a smile to express his gratitude.
Looking at this scene, Xu Le was a little moved.
It was not only him who was moved, but after a moment of silence among the officers and soldiers of the Second Military Region, they watched these soldiers from Qinglong Mountain prepare to leave, and the extremely intense emotions provoked by alcohol could no longer be controlled.
"I suddenly understood why these mud legs who only kill their own people are willing to spend money to eat at this night market."
A major officer looked at the Qinglongshan troops who were receiving water, and said mockingly: "You don't understand" The officers at the table shook their heads with disdain.
They were going to have a banquet for a few comrades-in-arms from the three military regions at the Golden Splendor Nightclub tonight, but they couldn't get in, and they had been sulking for a long time, but they happened to meet a junior company on the way, so more than 100 people simply drank in the night market.
Who would have thought that when he drank to the point of excitement, he saw an enemy who did not share the sky, and where was he willing to let go of the opportunity to humiliate the other party.
The major officer sneered and said: "That's because this group of bastards is poor and has no money to find women, and they are not qualified to find female members of the art troupe to dance, and now they have taken refuge in us, and they dare not rob the female students. ” As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of unbridled laughter on the side of the political axe army.
The Qinglong Mountain warriors who were queuing up to receive water raised their heads and stared at them angrily, most of them were provoked by these vicious words and could no longer keep their calm, and began to roll up their thin military sleeves coldly, like a clockwork of force.
In Luoyuezhou, it is the most common thing for soldiers to fight after drinking, and seeing that the Qinglong Mountain side seems to be preparing to move, the officers and soldiers of the political axe did not show any fear, and stood up coldly, holding the cold beer bottle on the table.
The commander of the Qinglong Mountain unit waved his hand with a calm face, suppressed the anger of his subordinates, and after a moment of silence, he looked at the officers and soldiers of the political axe in the distance and said, "Today's matter, I will complain to the headquarters through the liaison office. ” "Complaints are welcome, this Chrysanthemum Chief, but I advise you to put on the epaulettes of the glory of the Federal Army before you complain, and since you have already taken refuge in us, don't want to save any face."
The major officer of the Second Military Region said, and the officers and men behind him began to whistle, and countless foul words poured out.
Xu Le was silent for a moment, left the stool, and turned to the group of political axe officers and soldiers on the right hand.
According to his surname, if these guys who deliberately provoked trouble and humiliated Qinglong Mountain to death regardless of the overall situation of the Federation were other troops, he would have been furious a long time ago Although he was the key object of the deliberate cultivation of the Federal Army, although he did not have the slightest good impression of the upper echelons of Qinglong Mountain, he had killed Medellin and rectified the son of the Nanshui leader's family, but because of the relationship between Zhang Xiaomeng and Shi Qinghai, he could not accept the humiliation of the soldiers of Qinglong Mountain emotionally.
But the officers and soldiers who humiliated Qinglong Mountain were from the Second Military Region, so he could understand their anger and hear this moment quietly and silently.
For decades, the federal political axe has been encircling and suppressing the Qinglongshan Army on S2, and the two sides don't know how many people have died, and the troops of the Second Military Region, as the main force, have formed a blood feud with the Qinglongshan Army.
These officers and men of the Second Military Region, who were agitated and longed for the First World War, must have had their closest comrades-in-arms and most admired superiors, who died under the bullets of the Qinglongshan Army.
But this matter is a bit too much after all, in the face of the invasion of the Imperials, the general attack of the Federation is going to be carried out vigorously, but there is going to be a scene of brothers turning against each other in Luoyuezhou, Xu Le can't accept it, he shouted at the soldiers of the Political Axe Army who were holding the beer bottle tightly and seemed to rush out in the next moment: "Enough is enough, do you want the gendarmes to come and lock you all up in a small black room?"
However, he only used strong means to clean up the old soldiers in the seven groups, and did not personally deal with the stirring incidents in the troops.
He didn't know that the soldiers who were completely drunk had naturally entered a state of preparation for fighting, just like the bull on the side of the Donglin electronic wall who was teased by the uncle, as long as they touched it slightly, they would jump up sensitively, and the soldiers in this state did not care about verbal intimidation at all, but just needed a certain point to stimulate the situation.
The two sides of the confrontation in the Chrysanthemum Night Market didn't know who he was, and the dim night and alcohol-red eyes made them unable to see Xu Le's face clearly.
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What's more, the military uniform he wore tonight did not wear a lieutenant colonel's epaulette, which was low-key, but it was a cause of trouble.
So it's a pity that Xu Le's reprimand became that point.
"Who are you" The major officer of the Second Military Region burped, looked at him with slanted eyes, his gaze swept over his shoulder, and fell on the group of Qinglong Mountain soldiers, and suddenly his face changed suddenly, and he roared with extreme excitement: "Brothers, go on" It's not people, it's not bullets, it's beer bottles.
The officers and soldiers of the political axe, who have experience in fighting in mature street markets, screamed and threw the beer bottles in their hands at the end of the Chrysanthemum Night Market, and for a while, the night sky of Luoyuezhou was filled with the sound of whistling and breaking the air, and the dull sound of wine bottles smashing on people or the ground.
A few wine bottles intentionally or unintentionally flew towards Xu Le's body, he turned around with an ugly face, protected Lulu's body in his arms, and let the bottles smash on his back, bang To be continued: