Chapter 124

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  Looking at the majestic and powerful bomb, Shao Hui thought of the name Liu Junhao gave him, Bao Bao, and he almost burst out laughing. Bao Bao didn't notice his expression, and with a thud, he sat down on the ground, saying: "Your kung fu is really good, are you a special forces soldier?"

  Shao Hui sat beside him, holding a skewer of meat: "Yes, your kung fu is also very good, I believe not many people can be your opponent." Bao Bao seemed to have not heard Shao Hui's words, and he slowly chewed on a piece of mutton, taking a long time to swallow it. It was clear that he had been savoring the meat with great concentration earlier.

  After finishing eating, he looked at Shao Hui and said: "What's the use of having good kung fu? In the end, isn't it just going to get you killed?" Shao Hui was stunned, he didn't know why Bao Bao would say such a thing.

  "By the way, if one day we fight on the battlefield, who will win, you or us?" Baby asked.

  Shao Hui thought for a moment and said, "You guys have been fighting wars in various parts of the world, your experience and skills must be very rich, you shouldn't be afraid of any troops." Baby nodded in agreement after hearing this.

  "But if you were to confront the Chinese special forces, you would definitely lose." Shao Hui said. Baby smiled after hearing this, but didn't loudly refute: "I've led my troops and fought against many countries' special forces, rarely losing, I'm actually quite curious, why are you so sure we can't beat yours?"

  "In terms of equipment and skills, you and we may not be much different, but what you lack is the most crucial thing - faith." Shao Hui replied while twirling his meat skewer.

  "What faith? What faith?" Baby turned his head and asked with wide eyes.

  "The faith of war. Our faith in war is different, you are fighting for money, we are fighting for our own glory and country, you will fight for money until the end, but we have no retreat behind us with our own glory and country. Moreover, your heart will be very empty, but we live very fulfilling lives, do you understand?" Shao Hui asked.

  "Oh, I think I understand now." The baby looked up at the sky and let out a sigh: "You're right, since I was 20 years old, I've felt that life is very hopeless. I don't know when this feeling will end. Maybe it's God's punishment for me."

  Shao Hui had previously come into contact with mercenaries and knew that behind their cruel and mysterious exterior, they hid great suffering. As a soldier, he felt some sympathy for them. Looking at Bao Bao's state, Shao Hui comforted him saying: "I used to know a mercenary like you, who was more optimistic than you. He would mock himself, saying that he was just a dog on the battlefield, running wherever there was food, and after saving up enough provisions, he would return home to spend the winter. Isn't that also pretty good?"

  The baby sucked the meat juice from the skewer in his mouth, and after hearing this, he smiled: "Don't mention us and dogs together. Dogs at least have loyalty to humans, but we are only loyal to money." This straightforward remark left Shao Hui speechless, staring blankly at the person in front of him, adding another layer to his understanding of these people.

  "Actually, today was a lot of fun, if there's nothing else, let's chat again sometime." Baby said.

  "No problem, but my comrade beat your companion very badly, I apologize for him." Shao Hui said sincerely.

  "Haha, no big deal!" The baby waved his hand: "When two people are opponents, there is no right or wrong. I often advise Barman to train well and keep his body in good shape, but he never listens. He's always indulging in wine and women, and can't get out of it. Today, I even have to thank you for teaching him a lesson on my behalf." After finishing speaking, he and Shao Hui smiled at each other and slapped their palms together with a "slap" sound, as if they were old friends.

  After lunch, at around two o'clock, the town mayor ended the banquet and everyone got on the car to return. The old director simply asked if Shao Hui and his friends were injured, then took out a stack of US dollars and handed it over to them. Shao Hui and his friends refused to take it, and finally decided to use the money for a group dinner or to subsidize their fellow countrymen who were having a hard time. After the vehicle entered the gate, Shao Hui and his friends returned to their room. The heating was very warm today, and everyone wore thin camouflage vests with the hem tightly tucked into their camouflage pants, which were in turn tucked into high combat boots. Their simple military uniforms made them look particularly handsome and dashing in the cold winter season. At this time, all the team members were reading books and studying in the room. When Shao Hui and his friends came in, they quietly put down their books and looked at them, like a group of gamblers intently watching three dice. As they changed clothes, a large bruise was accidentally exposed. Zhao Zhenhao saw it and walked over to lift up Shao Hui's clothes: "What happened? You got injured from eating?" "Nothing, I just had a fight with someone while eating, and that's what happened." Shao Hui replied casually. "Did you save the beauty or help someone in need?" Everyone was drawn over and asked in unison. "What are you thinking?" Shao Hui shouted loudly as he put on his long-sleeved vest.

  "Alas, if it were a heroic rescue or a duel to the death, that would be fine. But I'm the most unfortunate one - after practicing martial arts for so many years, today I finally got an opportunity to make a fool of myself." Liu Junhao said with a sorrowful face.

  Unable to withstand everyone's inquiry, Shao Hui told everything that happened today one by one. However, he didn't expect that everyone was concerned about another issue. As soon as his voice dropped, Zhao Zhenhao asked: "Did you fight during dinner?"

  "Yes." Shao Hui replied after taking a sip of water.

  "What did you eat?" Zhao Zhenhao asked again, his eyes full of expectation.

  "What's the big deal?" Shao Hui was somewhat perplexed.

  "Relationships are important, speak up!" Zhao Zhenhao urged.

  "Mutton skewers, barbecue, super delicious!" As soon as he mentioned today's lunch, Liu Junhao swept away his gloomy face and replied with great enthusiasm.

  "Haven't you had the local specialty dish?" Zhou Yan asked with concern, stretching his neck. The specialty dish he mentioned was a home-cooked dish made with mutton oil from Basela, which was considered a good thing in this impoverished country, and ordinary people usually couldn't afford to eat it.

  "No, we're just having barbecue today. I'm saying, what's wrong with you guys today? This is so off!" Shao Hui asked puzzledly, holding his cup.

  "Hurray!" Several people inside the house clapped their hands excitedly and started dancing with joy.

  "It's all over!" Zhao Zhenhao slapped his forehead fiercely, "What you ate today is no good! Damnable barbecue!"

  "Cut the nonsense, you guys, hurry up, a thousand push-ups!" Wang Jianbin and several others urged, pointing and gesturing as if to say that if they didn't do it today, they would never have the chance again. Only Shao Hui and two others looked at the crowd in confusion, unable to understand what was going on. Zuo Ming walked to the door, pushed it open and said, "What's all this nonsense? A bunch of lunatics!"

  "What are you going to do?"

  "Going to the toilet, what's wrong?" Zuo Ming stopped and asked.

  "Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach? Is it diarrhea or urination?" Zhao Zhenghao and others asked anxiously, as if a drowning person had grabbed onto a life ring.