Uncle Bartel has probably not talked to anyone about the experience that has been buried deep in his mind for a long time. It may be because he is old and can't stop talking.

He cried, laughed, pondered, sighed, and roared loudly, as if he was crazy. Qiqige was so scared that he crawled into Wang Yong's arms, not daring to look at his hideous grandfather.

However, Wang Yong understood Bartel's mood very well. This memory that once brought him honor, sadness, regret, laughter, tears, helplessness and other mixed feelings. Even though so many years have passed, once it is revealed, it is not surprising that such an exciting reaction will be felt.

"Uncle Bater, as you say, you are the first real special forces in our country! You have made great contributions and went to the battlefield. At the least, you can stay in the army and be an instructor? How can you recover?"

When Wang Yong saw Uncle Bater, he was excited and was afraid that he would have a problem, so he quickly changed the subject. Unexpectedly, when such a question asked, Uncle Bater's big man was so angry that he burst into tears.

When Wang Yong learned about the incident, he didn't know what to say! He could only accompany Uncle Bartel silently and fall into silent memories.

It turned out that one year after he joined the Investigation Brigade, he got an opportunity to enter the military academy and received three years of professional education.

Such talents with practical experience and professional education are naturally highly valued. After returning to the army, they were immediately promoted to the next level and became a company-level officer.

When he followed the troops off the battlefield, he soon returned to the old army's base and became a major battalion commander of the newly established reconnaissance battalion in the military region.

But soon, within a year, Uncle Bartle was demobilized and returned home.

Uncle Bater remembered very clearly that on that day, his old battalion commander was already the political commissar of the old army. He came to the military region to do business and happened to come back from training. He met him when he asked him what he was doing.

As a result, the old leader roared angrily and finished talking and scolding the reason for the incident.

That night, Uncle Battalion Commander and the old battalion commander who came to the military region to ask for help took a guard squad in their regiment to a county town about two hundred kilometers away from the base.

It turned out that the old battalion commander received a letter from a martyr's family saying that the sister of a martyr who had an explosive pack tied to the enemy with a decisive charge against the enemy was "qianjian" by the son of a leader in their county.

But the bastard not only did not receive any punishment, but also falsely accused them of false accusations and slander. He beat several blind dates who went to the county to argue and complain, and then put them in a detention center, and even allowed visits.

The old battalion commander went to the army to seek support, hoping that the army could put pressure on the local area and solve the problem. But just as the army leaders went to the capital for a meeting, a left-behind deputy commander stepped down from his troops and went to an emergency.

Only one staff officer on duty called the local area to respond to the situation.

As a result, it not only did not play any role, but instead made people scold them, saying that soldiers cannot interfere in local affairs. What should be handled by the local government will handle it in accordance with the law.

As a result, before the old battalion commander left the army, a sudden call made the old battalion commander unable to bear the anger in his heart anymore. It was not a year since he left the battlefield, and the murderous intent that had not completely dissipated was once again permeated on his face.

The call was called by the local armed forces, and the victim's brother was a martyr. The armed forces have always been paying attention to this matter. However, compared with the main local leaders, they have little say.

The family members wrote letters to the army and asked for help, which was also the attention they gave. But unexpectedly, these bastards, as soon as they hung up the phone from the army, began to ask the minions of the public security bureau to list the charges and wanted to completely kill the case.

When they saw this situation, they did not dare to hesitate at all. They quickly contacted the troops where the martyrs were located.

Uncle Bartel followed the old battalion commander and led a squad of soldiers to the local area.

After a little understanding of the situation, the old battalion commander who had long been red eyes gave the order, a group of people rushed into the public security bureau where the playboy worked and pulled him out of the office. After punching and kicking, he pulled him into the military car and left.

In the end, this scum was buried alive by this group of fierce men who had all gone to the battlefield!

Although the local police soon rescued him from someone, the matter was still a big deal!

The deputy commander, who learned about the incident, rushed back to the army and summoned all the military leaders at home, and drank wine together in the confinement room with the old battalion commander and Uncle Bartle.

"Drink, I've finished drinking, go what I should do tomorrow! Just a scumbag, he deserves to die!"

That night, everyone drank too much and drank so much that they were drunk!

After sobering up the next day, the old battalion commander took the initiative to find the army commander and said that he would not cause trouble for the troops and let it go! I don’t know how the army said to the above in the end. In the end, the old battalion commander transferred back to his hometown and became the president of the Agricultural Bank of China, where his hometown was located.

As one of the leaders and the main executioner, Uncle Bartel originally took all the responsibilities because the old battalion commander did not need to be professional. At most, it would be a matter of punishment.

However, this incident stimulated him a lot. The martyr was the same group of soldiers as him, but he was not promoted and was a veteran squad leader. If it weren't for the sudden participation in the war, he would have recovered that year.

The Mongolian man dared to love and hate. Although the old battalion commander took all the responsibilities, Uncle Battalion still insisted and transferred to the business with the old battalion commander and returned to the prairie in his hometown.

Originally, Uncle Bater was asked to serve as the captain of the criminal police team in the city, but he had already hated the local police and refused it simply.

Not only that, he also offered to not have any work arranged by the government, but to go back to his hometown to become a herdsman.

The city also has a deep understanding of Bartel, a combat hero who has long become famous in the local area.

They couldn't figure out what was wrong with this great hero? They were confused and called Uncle Bartel's troops to find out the situation.

As a result, the city bosses who learned the truth all slapped the table and cursed people loudly. Is this a fucking thing done by people?

Bater is worthy of being a man on our prairie, but these people also know that he already has deep resentment towards the government departments because of this matter.

Finally, the city's first and second leaders made a plan together, and they drew a large area of ​​grassland near the border for Uncle Bater, and gave him the position of deputy commander of the reserve service.

Since then, Uncle Bartel has taken his home to this prairie about ten kilometers away from the border.

I used the discharge fee to buy some cattle and sheep, rode my family's horse, brought a yurt and two guns, one long and one short, and while grazing, I started to do the job of border guards patrolling the border defending country.

After that, they got married, had children, and were born, and it has been more than twenty years since then.

"Uncle Bartel, come on, I'll give you a cup, it's a respect from a recruit!"

Wang Yong picked up a bowl of horse milk wine. He drank it all in one go, caring about the strange smell that he couldn't get used to.

Wang Yong's words made Uncle Bartel stunned. According to his standards, how could this kid look like a soldier? Is it so corrupt now that the army is so corrupt?

But after seeing Wang Yong's officer certificate, Uncle Bater was immediately stunned! Deputy Commander of the Banshan Village Garage Area! Directly under the Central Military Commission! The rank of colonel!

Is this fake? This is Uncle Bartle’s first reaction when he saw this officer certificate! The content on it is too difficult to believe! But the bright red seal of the Military Commission on it cannot be faked, and no one dares to make it fake!

Wang Yong smiled. He knew what was going on. He smiled and said that he would know what was going on until the night to take Uncle Bartle to open his eyes. As for now, it would be better to eat the delicious mutton that had already become fragrant.

The cattle and sheep of Uncle Bartel's house are all grown up with pure grass, which is truly green and pollution-free. They are definitely not comparable to those in the mainland who grow up with feed.

The biggest feeling I gave Wang Yong was that it was not as mutton as eaten in the mainland!

Moreover, the sheep that Uncle Bartle slaughtered and treated Wang Yong and Yuanyuan today was obviously not big. He just cooked it with water and a little spice. But when he ate it, the feeling was not only fragrant and tender, but also the faint smell of mutton. Even Yuanyuan, who didn't like eating lamb, ate a lamb leg and ate a few pieces of roasted lamb.

Uncle Bartel's cattle and sheep have been stocked for more than 20 years and have excellent meat quality, so they are very popular among diners. Every year, there are several fixed cattle and sheep dealers drive large trucks to buy cattle and sheep.

It’s just that because it is far away from densely populated areas, the dealers have to suppress a lot of prices as transportation costs.

After learning the news, Wang Yong simply patted his chest and said that I will pack all the cattle and sheep in your place in the future!

Not to mention that Uncle Bartel is a respectable veteran. Even with the quality of cattle and sheep here, he can definitely make a lot of money by pulling to the big cities in the capital.

However, Wang Yong had no plans. He had such a good idea in his mind, of course, it was digested internally.

In my own secret base, the garrison area, and the village, this little thing from Uncle Bartel is probably not enough to eat!

There are 31 pounds of live cattle, 41 pounds of cattle, 31 pounds of adult sheep, and 35 pounds of lamb. Wang Yong did not know the actual local price of cattle and sheep, so he casually told the price.

This price can be said to be something that has never been seen in the local area, which made Uncle Bater, a straightforward Mongolian man, quarrel with Wang Yong for a long time because of the high price.

In the end, Yuanyuan stood up and said that although her husband was rich, he never did a loss-making business. In order to make everyone's impression, he also specifically told Uncle Bater's family about the price of super vegetables grown in the village.

When I heard that the vegetables were sold more expensive than the cattle and sheep I raised, and were in limited supply, Uncle Bartle had nothing to say and raised his glasses to Wang Yong very generously, which was considered as a result of this business.

That night, after everyone else had rested, only Wang Yong and Uncle Bartle were still wearing coats and roasting fire to chat, until a huge shadow quietly descended on the earth.

The next day, Tana got up and found that there seemed to be a dozen sheep missing in her flock. She asked her father-in-law who was watching yesterday if there were wolves coming?

Uncle Bartel hadn't said anything yet, Wang Yong was immediately shocked! He took out the phone and called someone, saying that he had discovered the wolf pack. In order to avoid being safe from the lives and property of the herdsmen, he asked to allocate several guns to the herdsmen.

Although Uncle Bartel also has two guns, one long and one short, they are all old five, six and half automatic and five-four pistols, and they have been used for too long and the rifle has been smoothed.

It just happened to replace the old man with a few new guns. Wang Yong still has this power, not to mention that Uncle Bartle and his son have some reserve personnel who are on the list.

Shortly after Wang Yong and his team left at noon, two large and small helicopters landed on Uncle Bartle's ranch one after another.

In addition to bringing three new Type 03 automatic rifles, the local military region also brought two 88 snipers, one Type 95 squad light machine gun, and six Ninemm Type 92 pistols according to the requirements of the superiors.

In addition to Uncle Bater, the family was even more shocked and stunned. People from the military region also said that the little helicopter was entrusted to donate to Uncle Bater.

A scene that made Uncle Bartel's family even more unbelievable happened. Uncle Bartel, who was tall and strong, hugged his granddaughter and directly got into the small plane code-named Little Antelope, and started the engine very skillfully.

Then he skillfully controlled the plane and made continuous movements and landed safely.

It was really shocking to the ground!
Chapter completed!