C183 Feast for Wind

In fact, when they thought about it carefully, this heavy responsibility seemed to belong only to You Meng. After all, there were very few Female security in the Secret Service and even more that had international influence.

Thinking of this, he felt a bit more relieved.

In order to allow me to successfully complete this special training mission, By Director even threw out a sugar-coated cannonball to me. "Xiao Zhao, this mission concerns the friendship of Hua Xia and more than twenty other countries, so it must be taken seriously, and we must strive to complete it. If you are able to complete this task, after the end of three months, the Bureau will focus on studying your branch rooms. It's time to have a house, right? "

I was overwhelmed by the favor I received. "Thank you By Director, I will definitely do my best to complete this special training."

By Director nodded slightly and heaved a sigh of relief.

Leaving By Director's office, I drove to the Teaching Main Company and looked over the situation of the training team. After finding nothing wrong with it, I drove back to Head.

After returning to the Head, You Meng asked about the results of my trip with interest. I knew that he was most concerned about the choice of female instructor, so I comforted her: "The By Director said that the female instructor would be personally arranged by him.

However, You Meng pouted and said with a heavy heart: "My dad is too incomprehensible, I'm afraid he won't send me!"

I smiled. "If he didn't send you, who else would he send? Who in the Secret Service can control those foreign Female security s? "

You Meng raised her face and blinked her eyes and smacked her lips, "That's true. Other than me, there doesn't seem to be any other suitable candidate! "

I pinched my nose and proudly patted You Meng's back, my face red and dubious, "It's not easy, we can finally be together again. "Otherwise, these three months, I will really have suffered a calamity!"

You Meng snuggled up to my shoulder, happily shaking her head, her face brimming with endless longing.

Then, I injected another stimulant into You Meng. "Oh right, You Meng, your father mentioned something today."

You Meng asked with interest: "What is it?"

I asked, "What do you think?"

You Meng pouted and said: "How do I guess that!" After brewing for a long while, You Meng made a guess: "Could it be that they've agreed to have a relationship with us?"

I shook my head.

You Meng guessed again, "Could it be that By Director mentioned … You mentioned that I had to attend the special training? "

I shook my head. "You have to guess."

You Meng thought for a moment, then guessed: Could it be that By Director mentioned the matter of giving you a house?

I was shocked. I thought, no way, does You Meng really have the power to predict future?

Thinking about it again, he felt that it wasn't that strange. You Meng had been thinking about the matter of the branch rooms everyday, and would naturally treat this matter as a huge dream, or even as motivation. In her subconscious, she had long since associated herself with my fate. My house was her house, my life was her life.

Seeing that I had remained silent, a strong interest appeared on You Meng's face. "Zhao Long, speak up.

I pinched her nose a little. "You really are a ghost. You can even guess such a difficult question!" By Director said that if I succeeded in completing my mission this time, the Bureau would work together to research the matter of the house. "

You Meng's eyes were immediately filled with excitement. He talked to himself in high spirits: "I want a house, I want a house." Then, just like how a higher level educator instructs a lower level student, he instructs me, "Zhao Long, you must complete this special training well and not disappoint me."

I hit her hard and said, "Look at you, I'm the one in charge of the house, not you. Is there a need to be so happy?"

You Meng's expression tensed up. He twisted his face against my thigh and said angrily, "Zhao Long, you … You're pissing me off! If you piss me off and I don't want to marry you, I'll let you be a virgin! "

I smiled. "If you don't marry me, I'll be single?" "There are a lot of ladies who want to throw themselves into my arms!"

You Meng opened her eyes wide, waved her hands, and started to abuse me crazily once again …

Tired of the ruckus, You Meng laid in my arms and started to imagine a beautiful future.

I feel that You Meng is sometimes the Snow White in Andersen's fairy tales, loves fantasies, loves beauty, and always likes to imagine the future.

But honestly speaking, I like to think about the future with You Meng. It is indeed a type of intense happiness.

Why wouldn't I be looking forward to the day when I put on the wedding dress for You Meng and enter the marriage hall?

I believe that that day will be the happiest day of my life.

Time flew by, and the sun and moon shuttled back and forth. In the blink of an eye, it was already May 21st.

After receiving the notice from the bureau, I packed my luggage in advance and moved into a teaching team of Special Training Team s.

At this time, I still don't know who the six instructors are. I only know that three of them are Li Sentian, Qiao Ben Chao, and Song Shiguo, and that I personally selected them. As for the other three, By Director has always been silent, not willing to remove their mysterious veils until the very last moment.

May's military training seemed a bit cold. Other than the Guard and the school staff members who were still training hard here, there were no other external training teams. As an important training ground for the Secret Service, the teaching team had more and more demonstrated its great usefulness. In this aspect, the Secret Service had advantages that other troops could not compare to, and she even had her own military academy (referred to as the student army). At the same time, the Secret Service carried out the tasks of building schools and military training for the staff of the Executive Office of the Central Committee, the construction units, the construction units and the construction units of the Secret Service, as well as the training tasks for the core members of the various units in the Secret Service. However, at this time, these tasks had yet to begin. Thus, the entire Teaching Squadron seemed much more deserted than during the seventh or eighth month of the year. The vaguely visible training scene was completely devoid of the fervent atmosphere that existed during the new soldier company or military training.

Perhaps, this Special Training Team of ours can bring about some new life in this army.

After I took up my post, the leaders of the teaching team specially organized a large group of leaders to hold a banquet to welcome me.

At the banquet, the former Chief Officer (the captain of my new company) continuously toasted me, his words full of flattery.

The Chief Officer lectured the leaders of the large groups: "When Secretary Zhao was a recruit, he was a recruit from the 6th Company. At that time, I already felt that the Secretary Zhao was different from the others, whether it was training or work, they were all top recruits. I had expected him to reach this stage today. As expected, the Secretary Zhao's current glory was limitless, and changed quite a few of their histories. Furthermore, they had accepted such an important mission, which clearly showed the importance By Director placed on the Secretary Zhao … Secretary Zhao is in Secret Service, her future is limitless … "

The other leaders all raised their cups in unison as they echoed Chief Officer's words.

I find it rather funny that a distinguished commander, a colonel in the regiment, should be so flattered by this new major of mine.

But in truth, this kind of phenomenon isn't too strange. The Security personnel s of our Head seem to have a layer of superiority compared to the Guard cadres s at the basic level. After all, we are the people closest to the central head. This was also a general atmosphere in society and even in the army. It was even more so when it came to Secret Service. There was a saying among the security forces, though: There is only a division of labour among the security forces. There is no distinction between high and low. But in actual work and life, that's not the case at all. To give the most substantial example: an ordinary sentry standing guard on the outer perimeter, compared to a personal guard, everyone would think that the latter was more important and glorious. If there was a conflict between the two, you would certainly let the latter go.

There was also a more realistic example: The cadres of the Head and the cadres at the basic level all belonged to the Secret Service, but the preferential treatment in all aspects was different. Take the transition, for example, under normal circumstances, personal guard's transition jobs would be much better than those at the basic level. There were many people who had questioned this close relationship, some even said that the central head was biased, giving special treatment to the people around them. However, a certain leader had said something like this: If I can't even take care of the people around me, then how can I take care of other people and the people in all of China?

In a word, it explained a brand-new definition.

If one thought about it carefully, it made sense.

Towards Chief Officer's flattery, I showed indifference, saying, "It's all thanks to Chief Officer's right leadership, the right leadership."

The will of man and man was mutually reinforcing. It was also a way of life.

Chief Officer said awkwardly: "I'm ashamed. "I've been in this position for decades, and am still a colonel. You only have two stars left to catch up to me!"

I could tell that Chief Officer's words contained a trace of helplessness.

It was no wonder, in Secret Service, there were many factors needed to advance to be promoted, but once a person reached the level of a school officer, especially one like the Chief Officer, it would be difficult to advance any further.

During the banquet, several large group of leaders toasted me, causing me to be unable to respond.

If it wasn't for his alcohol tolerance, he would have been knocked out by these cadres. It was said that the wineries were difficult to deal with, and the military wineries were even more difficult to deal with.

However, I can't stand the flattery and flattery given to me by these cadres, all of whom hold higher positions than me, even the junior commissar, who has the lowest rank in the army, is a lieutenant colonel, one star higher than me.

A few regimental leaders, holding a banquet for me, a small and inexperienced major, really felt flattered.

Several leaders at the table expressed their fervent hope for this Special Training Team that I was leading. The Chief Officer expressed on the spot: "If Secretary Zhao has any difficulties at that time, feel free to mention it.

I smiled and said, "Thank you for your care, Leaders. Thank you. I'll thank you in advance!"

Chief Officer suggested: "Oh right, Secretary Zhao, if you don't mind, when Special Training Team is training, you can eat at our Brigade Department. When the time comes, I'll send the driver to pick you up."

Of course, I knew that the food in the Brigade Department Restaurant was definitely better than the other units, but I still tactfully declined Chief Officer's good intentions, "I understand Chief Officer's concern for me, but since By Director entrusted me with the responsibility of handling the matters of the Special Training Team, I must give him an explanation. To train, eat and exercise with your teammates, these are the principles that must be observed and adhered to! "

Chief Officer heard something in my words and actually nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right."

When the banquet ended, Chief Officer asked the driver to take me back to Special Training Team. I rejected him, "There's no need, it's just a few steps, I'll be back in a few minutes!"

Chief Officer nodded.

On the way back, I suddenly felt a slight sense of unhappiness. Perhaps it was the flattery of these leaders that made me feel uncomfortable. He really didn't know when the troop's attitude would change.

May 22, 2: 00 to 6: 00 P.M., was the time when the six instructors left to report to me.

Before this, Secret Service was in a semi-confidential state with regards to training instructors. Even I am unable to ascertain who the instructors are in advance.

Only today would the full identity of the instructor be revealed.