"No matter what you say, the old man in front of him is also a soldier who has been robbed, fought and fought in the battlefield. How can he talk like a little girl in a roundabout way?"

After hearing this, Wang Zhenyuan gasped, thinking that he, as the authority in the Western Theater, could really say the same thing in the Western Theater. More than half of the people in the Western Theater were Wang Zhenyuan's soldiers. Who dares to disobey himself!

However, when he was in front of Zhang Xiaofan, he tried his best to please and be intimate with him. However, Zhang Xiaofan did not accept his feelings and even felt a little annoyed...

however, thinking that he had ordered Lieutenant Colonel Li to collect relevant background related to Zhang Xiaofan, he could not help but ask in a low voice after he thought of the information.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know what relationship you have with the imperial capital of Beiping and Zhangjiakou?"

"Peking, Zhangjia?"

After hearing this Wang Zhenyuan said so, Zhang Xiaofan's brow is not a trace of a slight frown, and with this Beiping, Zhang Xiaofan is also no stranger to it.

However, this is only from his population. He knows that even if Zhangjia is a powerful and powerful city, Beiping can be regarded as the top force in the first echelon.

But if we want to say that Zhang Xiaofan has anything to do with the zhangjias in Beiping, he really can't think about it. Although their old Zhang family is not a native of Xingfu village, they moved from other places more than ten years ago.

But since Zhang Xiaofan can remember, his family has been living in the happy village, and he has not heard his father and mother mention it about the matter with Beiping Zhangjiakou.

However, Wang Zhenyuan suddenly mentioned the matter to himself at this time. Obviously, this is not aimless. There must be some secret place that he does not know...

and Zhang Xiaofan's uncertain face at this time is naturally not missed, and Wang Zhenyuan on the opposite side gives him all the income.

As a veteran who has been in the official circles for decades, he naturally knows that Zhang Xiaofan doesn't want to go on talking about the imperial capital of Zhangjia.

So, Wang Zhenyuan points to it directly, and then turns the subject.

"Cough..."

"to get to the point, brother Zhang is ashamed to say that our western war zone has been in the fifth World War Zone of China in recent years, so it has a head and a face. It's just that compared with the other four World War areas, it must be a bit more remote. "

"But in the past few years, our Western Theater has suffered many setbacks in the large-scale competition of the whole army. It is often the crane tail in each war area and has become the laughing stock of the whole army."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Wang Zhenyuan was too old to look up in front of his superiors and his old comrades in arms. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't raise his head at all..."

"that's why Wang Zhenyuan is going to organize an elite special forces force in the Western Theater, which is called Raytheon!"

"According to the preliminary plan of our Western Theater, the initial members of the Raytheon special forces are tentatively set at about 100. I hope you can serve as the chief instructor of the Raytheon special forces..."

after hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan also converged his previous thoughts and showed a clear look.

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