At the headquarters of an armored brigade of the Capital Military Region, a man in the Type 97 summer uniform slowly walked up the stairs to the dormitory in the office building. The man's shoulder straps had two bars and three stars, and he was a colonel.

The man walked to the house at the end of the corridor, which was closest to the training ground. The soldier standing guard at the door saluted him and said, "Chief of Staff!" The man raised his hand and saluted hastily, then pushed open the door and went into the house.

The room was covered with thick curtains, a ray of sunset light filtering through the gaps, slanting across the floor. The furnishings were simple: a single military bed, a desk and chair, all standard military-issued items. There was also a black leather sofa, exuding an air of luxury that stood out from the rest.

There was a person sitting on the sofa, with most of his body hidden in the shadows. The beam of light passed right in front of the man, revealing a pale, thin face.

The man had a standard military crew cut, with deep facial features, thick eyebrows, and a high nose bridge, but his lips were very light in color and there was a blue stubble on his chin, giving him an abstinent and cold temperament.

The man had a pair of all-black glasses on his eye sockets, covering his eyes completely like swimming goggles. There were red marks on his temples from the straps of the glasses, which seemed to be extremely tight.

He was wearing a round-necked camouflage combat uniform that stuck to his body, revealing his muscular build.

Hearing someone come in, the man tutted and said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you knock on the door every time?"

The young colonel who had just entered chuckled: "This isn't a young lady's boudoir, why are you being so particular? We grew up naked, there's nothing I haven't seen in you, why are you knocking?"

The man with glasses didn't say anything and turned his head to look out the window.

"Hey! Wen Yuan, the students are going to join the army tomorrow. What are the arrangements?"

The man with glasses said lazily, "Just like before, leave it to Zhou Shuyi."

The colonel looked unhappy. "You said he was a regimental commander and should have just assigned the tasks, but he actually led the military training himself and was so fond of criticizing little girls that he'd made hundreds of them cry over the years! I have a thick stack of complaint letters in my drawer that are all blaming him. Do you think he's a psychopath? He gets pleasure from hearing girls cry?"

Colonel Leng was well-known among the young men from the capital's compound for his compassion for women, and he hated to see a girl being wronged. The bespectacled man's face twitched.

"Zhou Shuyi is a bit cranky, but not as bad as you say. He just can't stand the students being spoiled and pretentious. He has the same temper as his grandfather."

The colonel laughed when he heard him say that. "Yeah, you said we're exhausted from training every day, but Old Zhou is still trying to make trouble for us, insisting on sending students to military training for 40 days at a time. Isn't that a mess? It's right to let Zhou Shuyi lead it. After all, this is the shitty job his grandfather gave us!"

The expression on the man's face softened, and he shifted his body to find a more comfortable position.

"You—went to see my grandfather?"

"Well, the old man is in good health. He has an orderly and a health doctor to look after him, so don't worry. The old man was very happy to see me and even played several games of chess with me."

The man with glasses lowered his head slightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Wen Yuan, I think you should go back and see him. Although the old man didn't say it, I can feel that he misses you very much. You..."

"Okay, I know."

The man with glasses interrupted the colonel and said, "Leng Xing, thank you for today."

Leng Xing didn't expect Luo Wenyuan to thank him and was quite surprised: "Uh-hi, well, your grandfather is my grandfather. The old man has loved me since I was a child. It's my duty to visit him. What are you thanking me for! Let's go, you have a good rest-" After that, he went out.

Colonel Leng's mood brightened when he thought about the large number of cute girls pleasing to the eye in the boring military camp tomorrow. He hummed a song as he returned to his dormitory after shooting.

After Leng Xing's footsteps faded away, Luo Wenyuan picked up the phone on the table and dialed a familiar number:

"Hello, Grandpa."

"Well, the team is still in special training... well... this mission is special, so it will take a long time."

"Yeah, I know... Did you take your medicine on time?"

"Eleven, I'm afraid it won't work... We'll see how it goes. I'll try my best..."

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