There are stars in the night sky, and the gentle waves hit the hard hull, making a "bang" sound, and the sea surface sparkles. The moonlight reflected on the sea surface was cut into pieces by the waves, reflecting the stars in the sky.

Although the sea was a little waved, the ship was sailing steadily. The low hull was close to the sea under the moonlight, as if it would sink at any time.

In fact, this is a submarine, the Q21 submarine in the Chinese Navy's Nanyang Squadron sequence. This is an improved model of a "shark-class" ocean-going attack submarine. Although it once stood out among the world's submarines, by the standards of this era, this submarine is indeed a bit out of date. Therefore, the current Q21 submarine is just a training submarine, which basically does not undertake combat tasks and is mainly used to train naval technical officers.

Now, an intern officer is standing on the bridge on the top of the submarine's enclosure, directing several sailors to set up the radio antenna on the wet bridge antenna seat. This is a night training.

The naval intern officer named Zhang Haihuan, with a military rank of lieutenant. Although he is only twenty-three years old, his naval qualifications are very good. He entered the Naval Officer Preparation Academy at the age of sixteen, served in a cruiser at the age of eighteen, and served as a mechanic. At the age of twenty, he entered the Naval Command Academy at the age of twenty, focusing on submarine tactics. This year is the last year of his student career. If he performs well, he will officially graduate next year. Several years later, perhaps another outstanding leader will appear among the ace captains of the Chinese Navy submarine force.

Now, Zhang Haihuan is a communications trainee on this Q21 submarine, and also serves as the acting engineer. Before the internship period that year, he filled out a application and asked to serve overseas. Therefore, he has been at the Bangka Island Naval Base for almost a year and is very familiar with the sea area here.

Soon, the sailors set up the radio antenna, and Zhang Haihuan returned to the submarine command cabin and accepted the captain's next instructions.

"Order, get in touch with the base, inform the current location of our boat, and tell the officer on duty that our boat has completed all training tasks and is about to return to the base. Please prepare a dinner at the base, do not eat meat, ask for soup, and fresh vegetables."

"yes!"

The captain ordered that Zhang Haihuan was very happy. He had almost forgotten the taste of fresh vegetables after he had been wandering on the sea for more than half a month. Since the submarine's refrigerator had not been repaired, during this flight training, they actually did not carry vegetables and fresh food. In addition to canned food and noodles, they only brought some vitamin slices and a small amount of fruit. During this period, it was a canned meal. The officers and soldiers had already salivated at the soup and fresh vegetables. Even if the captain didn't expect this, Zhang Haihuan would remind him.

After finishing the telegram soon, Zhang Haihuan looked at the time. It was already 11:30 in the middle of the night. Now it is more than an hour away from the Bangka Island Naval Base. When he rushes back to the base, it is already early in the morning.

At one o'clock in the morning, the old-fashioned submarine finally entered the naval base and helped the submarine wharf. After completing the parking work, the captain summoned all the crew to name the crew, leaving several officers on duty. Then at the order, all the crew packed their luggage, lined up to the cafeteria to have dinner, then disbanded, and went back to the dormitory to rest.

Zhang Haihuan is an intern officer, with a separate single dormitory. After dinner, he and several intern officers rushed to the dormitory. Before he arrived at the dormitory, Zhang Haihuan saw that the dormitory was brightly lit and there seemed to be a figure behind the curtains. He couldn't help but feel quite strange. So he said goodbye to his companion, speeded up and rushed back to the dormitory, pushed open the door of the vacant room, and looked into the room. He couldn't help but feel even more strange, because at this moment, in his single dormitory, there were two naval generals sitting, one with the rank of lieutenant general, and the veteran of the submarine force, Lieutenant General Zhang Guangyang, and the other was the commander of the Bangka Island Naval Base and the lieutenant general Qi Jinbo.

Zhang Haihuan hurriedly threw down his bag, stood at attention, and saluted the two generals.

"Navy Lieutenant Zhang Haihuan, I have met two generals!"

Seeing Zhang Haihuan breaking into the house, two admirals who were sitting at the head of the bed reading the private letters of Lieutenant Zhang Haihuan stood up, one with a stern face and the other with a smile on his lips.

Qi Jinbo smiled and said, "Haihuan, you are really on time. Originally, I wouldn't have broken into my subordinates' dormitory without permission, but your father forced me to come over, otherwise he would break the door. There is no way, so I have to come with him. Okay, I won't say nonsense anymore. You father and son will tell you yourself. It's rare to meet in Nanyang. The night after tomorrow, I'll treat you, and you father and son come together to taste the commander's wife's specialty."

After saying that, Qi Jinbo walked out. When he passed by Zhang Haihuan, he patted his shoulder with his hand and muttered a few words in his ear.

"Boy, OK! Being a pen pal with the President's fourth lady is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger."

After saying that, Qi Jinbo stepped out of the door, but Zhang Haihuan's face became even more ugly.

"You, close the door, come here, stand here."

When Qi Jinbo left, Lieutenant General Zhang Guangyang pointed to the bedside table in front of him, and then sat back on the bedside with a stern face.

Zhang Haihuan turned around silently, gently closed the door, and then pretended to lock it, but there was no real lock. He just took the bag of luggage on the ground and pressed the door. In this way, once a "critical situation" occurs, he can quickly snatch the door.

Zhang Haihuan walked to the bedside table, stood there, and then asked Mr. Lieutenant General.

"Dad, when did you come here?"

"Now I'm asking you! I'll ask, answer, you understand?" Zhang Guangyang still had a stern face, and the tone of this question was also stiff.

"I understand. Please ask." Zhang Haihuan's scalp tightened.

"These letters were written to you by Azhi, aren't they?"

Zhang Guangyang slapped the stack of private letters in his hand on the bedside table, his face turned pale.

"Yes." Zhang Haihuan nodded.

"When did you start being pen pals with Azhi?" Zhang Guangyang asked again.

"Last year, you took me to the Xishan Villa for a banquet. After the banquet, I danced with Azhi and talked about some things in the navy. Azhi was very interested. Since then, we have become pen pals." Zhang Haihuan replied.

"You and Miss Four are pen pals. Do you think the president knows this?"

"This...is not clear. Azhi said that this matter must be kept confidential and no one can tell it."

"No one can tell? So, you don't even tell me, right?"

"yes."

"Bang!"

Zhang Guangyang slapped the table and his face was dark.

"It's outrageous! You kid's wings are not strong yet, but you want to fly by yourself, right? Azhi is only seventeen years old this year and is about to go to college. Don't delay her studies. Tomorrow, after the dinner, you will tell Azhi in person that you will not be pen pals in the future!"

"What? Dinner? Is Azhi in New Kingsoft now?"

Zhang Haihuan was stunned, his mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately understood what his father was talking about.

"The president visited Lan Fang, and Azhi followed him with all his might. Tomorrow, the president will hold a dinner at the Governor's Office to entertain the officers of the Navy Base and call you over. Otherwise, how could I come here to search for your letter?"

"You came with the President? No wonder you're here."

Zhang Haihuan then suddenly realized that the President visited Lan Fang. He had seen reports on this matter in the newspaper, but he did not expect that his father Zhang Guangyang would come with him, let alone that his pen pal would come with him. No wonder the old man was angry and asked for guilt.

"The President knows that Azhi is a pen pal with you, so I want me to tell you that it is not impossible to be a pen pal with Azhi, but the premise is that you must change careers, not only from the Navy to the 6th Army, but also transfer you to the General Staff as an adjutant."

Zhang Guangyang glared at Zhang Haihuan, and then said something that made the young navy lieutenant trepidated.

"How did the President know that Azhi and I are pen pals? Azhi cannot reveal his secrets." Zhang Haihuan asked.

"Of course, like me, I was the truth that I found through the letter. Do you think that if you don't tell me, we old men will have no choice? Tell you, my opponents back then were much better than you self-righteous guys, but in the end they were still settled by us?" Zhang Guangyang gave Zhang Haihuan a blank look.

"You are feudal patriarchal style." Zhang Haihuan murmured in a low voice.

"Who said that?" Zhang Guangyang asked loudly.

"Azhi said."

Speaking of this, Zhang Haihuan raised his lips and wanted to laugh, but when he saw Zhang Guangyang's slump face, he immediately sank his face again.

"What Azhi said? Azhi said that he asked you to be a small employee of the company. Do you just go to be a small employee? I sent you into the navy, not because I wanted you to tell someone's daughter-in-law about the navy, but because I hope you can escalate the Zhang family and make our Zhang family a navy family! You guys are so good, you actually have pen pals with the president's daughter-in-law, and the words used in the letter are ambiguous, it's really unremarkable!"

Zhang Guang said Zhang Haihuan in a sarcastic manner, and finally changed the subject.

"Although the president does not object to you as pen pals, he wants to transfer you to the General Staff as an adjutant. I have declined for you. You are still a naval officer and continue to serve in the submarine force. Without my consent, you cannot change careers! So, after tomorrow's dinner, you will tell Azhi that in the future, you will no longer write letters and no longer be pen pals, and you will cut off contacts from now on. You will be your officer, she will be her daughter, and each will go its own way."

Second Lieutenant Zhang Haihuan really couldn't understand Lieutenant General Zhang Guangyang's good intentions.
Chapter completed!