Chapter 249: Rebuke me for my mistakes?
Pei Junlin checked the cell phone signal and found that the connection was still disconnected. He asked curiously, "Aren't all the satellites out of service?"
He Yang shook his head. Seeing that the communication level was the highest priority, he picked up the call without thinking too much.
Unexpectedly, a holographic projection of a man in a dark military jacket appeared in front of everyone.
He Yang's face became serious. He stood at attention and saluted the man.
Ai Wanxin looked at the holographic projection in front of her. The man had gray hair on his temples and his hair was combed meticulously. He had a resolute face and a dignified demeanor. He had a golden collar flower on the collar of his dark military uniform, and four silver five-pointed star rank badges on his shoulder straps sparkled.
Four stars, the highest rank in the active military, General...
Pei Junlin leaned over and whispered, "The one on his left arm is the Army emblem badge, the armband on his right arm represents the Viper Assault Battalion, a wartime service unit, and the one on his left chest is the Army Command Identification Badge. The four-star general of the Army who was born in the 'Viper' class should be He Shifeng, the current Commander-in-Chief of the Yanbei Army."
Ai Wanxin suddenly realized: "That's the man who is said to be my father-in-law."
The faces of the sentries present turned green, and only the corners of He Yang's mouth were harder to suppress than AK.
"He Yang." He Shifeng's calm eyes swept over the people present, "What's the situation at Yidongling? Why haven't you reported it yet?"
He Yang restrained his smile: "Because the matter has not been completely resolved, and I don't know whether the satellite communication has been restored."
"Now you know."
Listening to He Shifeng's intimidating and impartial tone, Ai Wanxin took a breath of cold air. Was it because they were around that He Shifeng spoke so harshly to He Yang?
Or is He Shifeng just that old-fashioned dad who can’t express his love?
Seeing He Yang gnashing his teeth, Ai Wanxin took a step forward, facing the half-body projection of He Shifeng, and said with a slight smile: "Commander He, good afternoon. It's our first meeting. Let me introduce myself first. I'm Ai Wanxin. Although we have never met, we must have known each other for a long time. No one knows more about the matter of Yidongling than me. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."
He Yang's narrow eyes widened slightly as he looked at her profile with her brows relaxed and her eyes looking happy.
Is this how you use the word "spiritual connection" for a long time, sweetheart?
He Shifeng's scrutinizing gaze fell on her, and Ai Wanxin looked at him without flinching.
The corners of He Shifeng's straight mouth slightly curved up, and his voice became a little more relaxed: "Are you Ai Wanxin? I have indeed heard of your great name for a long time."
"He Yang, give the communicator to Wan Xin. I want to talk to her alone."
He Yang's ears stood up. What happened? Why was he late?
While unbuttoning the terminal on his arm, he said to Ai Wanxin, "Sweetheart, sometimes he doesn't like what he says. Don't get angry when you hear it. Even if you get angry, don't get angry with me. Apart from loving my wife, he and I are completely different."
"He Yang." A faint frown appeared between He Shifeng's brows.
This kid is really something. If he is not punished for three days, he will tear down the roof.
"How could that be? I think Uncle He is handsome and heroic, and he looks a lot like you." Ai Wanxin said disapprovingly.
When He Yang retreated to the mountain path, he felt dizzy. The stone steps felt like cotton. He almost forgot his last name.
He Shifeng just felt that his son's silly look was too much to bear. It was so different from when he was chasing his wife! (It was his own illusion)
He Yang was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling, but the others were not as happy as him.
Yin Yanhan closed his eyes and leaned against the mountain wall with his arms folded. Pei Junlin squatted on a large rock near the cliff, holding the Golden Hound that had turned into a big golden hairy beast, speechless.
Jing walked up to Qiong, ignoring his expression that looked like he was keeping people at a distance, and said lightly, "Brother, so you're still not going to tell me who Adrian is? I asked my sister, but she doesn't know either~"
Tuoba Qiong closed his eyes and suppressed the anger that was welling up in his heart.
Isn't that what he is like?
I tend to irritate myself in the most innocent tone.
Haven’t you suffered enough in your previous life?
Tuoba Qiong opened his eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Do you think this is interesting?"
Jing tilted his head and said nothing. His eyes, as cunning as those of a small animal, were filled with innocence and confusion.
"You can irritate me, but you can never sway her."
After Tuoba Qiong said this coldly, he ignored Jing anymore.
However, Jing didn't understand what this sentence meant at that time.
In the temple square, He Shifeng turned his gaze away from his silly son.
"The heavy snow in various places stopped gradually yesterday. I think your mission is going smoothly. However, neither the Security Bureau nor the military has received any news about the mission yet."
He paused before continuing, "Chairman Feng has some complaints about this."
When He Shifeng said these words, he pronounced them lightly, and that contempt in his words almost floated to Ai Wanxin across thousands of kilometers.
Her gossipy nerves were aroused. The Army Commander and the Speaker were at odds?
"Then what did you tell him?" Ai Wanxin asked curiously.
"The battlefield situation changes rapidly and opportunities are fleeting. The current situation is special and communications are cut off. Isn't it a bit too much to ask our soldiers to remember to report in real time while fighting on the front line?" He Shifeng repeated his reply to Feng Jingyi.
"That makes sense, so what did he say?"
He Shifeng looked at her image with some amusement.
"It's nothing more than my protection and connivance, the lax discipline of the troops under my rule, and then I brought up the old issues, such as He Yang's absence from the team for a long time and your promotion to brigadier general out of the ordinary."
"Eh~" Ai Wanxin said in surprise, "You said it so bluntly? Isn't this the same as blaming me in person?"
"Hahahahahahahahaha——" He Shifeng's hearty and cheerful laughter spread to the mountain path. He Yang, who could only hear the laughter but couldn't hear what the two were saying, was so anxious that he kept spinning around.
"Of course, I didn't get polite with him. What we said behind the scenes was naturally different from what was reported in the news. It's not as profound as everyone thinks. You will know it later." He Shifeng said meaningfully.
"Nai Wanxin, would you mind telling me how your mission is going?"
Ai Wanxin held up He Yang's terminal and aimed the camera at the golden statue beside him and the half-finished Soul-Suppressing Palace behind it. She then zoomed out to show He Shifeng the earth-shaking phantom of the Holy Spirit's battle blade in the sky.
"Although I haven't picked up the remains of the Frozen Nebula yet, I did some other things by the way. It's a pity that I didn't take pictures of the specific situation, but I did take some other pictures. I will ask He Yang to send them to you later." Ai Wan muttered to himself, not noticing that He Shifeng's expression was almost frozen.
He remembered that he had just met Feng Jingyi and complained to Xiang Maosen on the phone, and naturally they talked about Ai Wanxin and their mission.
Old Xiang said to him calmly, "You let Wanxin deal with the debris of the Frozen Nebula... maybe she will repair the sky for you by the way."