Chapter 100: The Mighty Lu Jianjun

  The nightclub's atmosphere is always passionate, with a few colorful lanterns flying non-stop in the dim space, sometimes bursting blue and sometimes dazzling red, accompanied by deafening music, reflecting on the crowd of people who are crazy swinging in the dance pool, showing an extraordinary charm.

  Although the army strictly forbids drinking, everyone who comes out of the troops has a good capacity for liquor. Especially when they rarely come out to have fun, they drink with abandon. Soon, six big men finished off six crates of beer, averaging one crate per person, but it only made them run to the bathroom a few more times.

  Drinking happily, Lu Jianjun let out a long belch and said to Han Wei and Sima Guanjun: "I reckon this time when you go back, you'll be promoted to regimental officers. This promotion speed is like drinking Erguotou, one after another, fierce! Who knows, by the time you're in your forties, you might have a chance to be promoted to senior colonel, and by forty-five, you can retire with honor."

  Simajun held the wine bottle, lightly clinking it against Lu Jianjun's before downing it in one gulp: "What, jealous of us? If you hadn't made such a big fuss back then, with your abilities you'd be at least a mid-ranking officer by now. And if you're willing to go back and apologize to your old man, who knows, he might even help you get reinstated."

  "Go back, what's the point of going back? You think you haven't lost enough face yet, it's just short of being dragged to a military tribunal."

  The conversation between the two suddenly sparked Qu Wen's strong curiosity, knowing that Lu Jianjun had been in a special forces unit before and had an extremely hard background, it could be said that his future was bright. But how did he retire so smoothly, and even say that he almost got sent to a military court?

  "Lu Ge, what did you do back then that made you have to quit the army?"

  Lu Jianjun heard no direct answer, only a faint sentence: "Past events are unbearable to recall, but since it's all been done, I will never say regret."

  Unable to get an answer, Qu Wen curiously shifted his gaze towards Sima Guanjun, who had spoken the most among them.

  Young people have always been naturally familiar, as long as their personalities are similar, after drinking a few more bottles of wine together, they can quickly become brothers. Moreover, Qu Wen's amazing shooting skills also made the two men from the special forces team feel admired.

  Seeing the inquiring gaze, General Sima smiled nonchalantly: "Brother Lu entered the army a few years earlier than us and quickly rose to the rank of Zhong Wei Jun. It wasn't because of his family background, but because of his solid military skills. Many people in the team were brought out by him back then. However, Brother Lu's temper is a bit impulsive. When he went to participate in the UN peacekeeping mission, he almost shot an old M military officer's head off with his gun. As soon as this matter reached the international level, it became a big deal. In the end...Brother Lu was withdrawn."

  Simajun only gave a general idea, and the specific details were not clear, making people more curious after listening. Quwen turned his head to Lujunjun: "Luge, why did you take out a gun against that old military officer?"

  Lu Jianjun didn't want to mention it, but Sima Guanjun started it, and he had a few more drinks, his body full of heroic spirit, haha laughed: "Actually, it's not something that can't be seen, when I went to participate in the peacekeeping operation, a team of M army wanted to forcibly enter our refugee camp under our jurisdiction, before formal procedures, we would definitely not let them pass. But who knew they surrounded us with intervention as an excuse, and said that the entire peacekeeping operation must take them as the core, we are only qualified to be their assistants. I was furious on the spot, seeing that both sides' guns were loaded, so I directly took my gun and pressed that old M officer to the ground. As for what happened later, there's no need to say."

  Country M has always been self-proclaimed as the international police, no matter what happens, they always want to intervene, thinking that they are the boss, and ordering everyone around. The occurrence of bullying and mistreating refugees is frequent, and internationally, it can be said that they have a notorious reputation.

  Lu Jianjun said lightly, but everyone could imagine how dangerous the situation was at that time. Both sides were holding guns, and as soon as a shot rang out, it would be difficult for anyone to come back alive.

  Logically, Lu Jianjun had several options at the time. First, he could have endured and retreated, allowing the M army to continue its arrogance, but this would have damaged the reputation of the Chinese military. Second, he could have engaged in a direct firefight with the opponent, but the consequences would only have been worse. Third, both sides could have continued to confront each other, waiting for their superiors to send someone to resolve the dispute, but it was difficult to guarantee that neither side would lose their composure and open fire first during this period. Fourth, someone could have stepped forward and used a thunderous momentum to stop the situation from escalating rapidly in a short period of time.

  It is clear that Lu Jianjun adopted the last method.

  Lu Jianjun stopped and took a sip of wine, smiled faintly and continued: "To be honest, I deliberately pressed him down at that time, let them dare to underestimate our Huaxia military men."

  Simmons chuckled and said, "That's right. Although Lujun was expelled from the army in the end, since then Old M's troops have tried their best to avoid conflicts with us. Until a few months ago, Old M's Delta Force had another fight with us in Myanmar, this battle was really refreshing..."

  Simmer down, General Sima! You've had too much to drink. Remember what you're supposed to say and watch that mouth of yours!" - Han Yue slapped him awake with a palm.

  Upon hearing this, Sima Guanjun hastily covered his mouth and didn't make another sound. He was drinking wine with great vigor, and in the blink of an eye, he had downed another jar.

  Qu Wen heard this and wondered if it had something to do with the task they were on before?

  A few people were chatting, when suddenly two men approached, reeking of alcohol, and pushed the beer bottles on the table with force, immediately spilling fresh beer all over Sima Guanjun and Zhao Haifeng.

  Simmering with rage, Sima Guangjun, who was in high spirits after drinking, suddenly found himself drenched in beer and couldn't help but explode in anger. He grabbed the drunkard lying on the table and roared: "Are you looking for death?"

  "You're looking for death... Let go of me, or I'll make you regret it." The drunkard who knocked over the wine bottle not only didn't apologize but also gave Sima Guanjun a forceful push and intentionally spat a mouthful of wine breath on his face.

  This time, Sima Guanjun was really angry and didn't think twice before throwing a heavy punch at the drunkard's face. With his strength, the drunkard who had come forward to cause trouble was knocked flying several meters away.

  Seeing someone fighting, the young people who seemed to be used to this kind of scene quickly dispersed and made a big circle. Then, a group of people emerged from both sides and surrounded Qu Wen in the middle.

  "Who the hell has eaten bear's heart and leopard's gall, daring to make trouble in my territory!"

  Quan Ge, who was with Qiaozi just now, walked forward, staring fiercely at Qu Wen and the six people, followed by a group of thugs behind him, estimated to be around thirty or forty people.

  "Wen Ge, they must be here to pick a fight on purpose?" Jian Dan whispered in Qu Wen's ear, the voice was not loud but Lu Jianjun and others all heard it.

  "Haha, are you intentionally picking a fight? Do you think you can bully the minority with your numbers?" Lu Jianjun took a big step forward, his eyes cold and disdainful on his face. Back then, he wasn't afraid when surrounded by M country soldiers with guns, let alone these lowly thugs now.

  "So what if it's intentional? Since you've made the first move, let's settle this once and for all today!" Quan Ge exclaimed loudly. Judging from the number of people, they had a clear advantage, and they were all seasoned fighters who didn't believe they couldn't take down Qu Wenliu and his six men.

  "Alright, we'll leave the bodies behind, but have you prepared coffins?" Lu Jianjun said as he took out his phone: "What's the crematorium's phone number here? I'll get them to prepare in advance. Otherwise, there will be too many people sent over later and I'm afraid they won't be able to handle it."