Chapter 1307 Stay put!
The convoy came to a smooth stop about 20 meters away from the minibus that was dropping off the students.
"Crack-!"
The doors of the escorting wheeled assault vehicles and Mengshi vehicles opened almost simultaneously.
The first to jump were eight soldiers wearing the latest "Dragon Spine-I" type individual exoskeleton, high-cut tactical helmets, and modified 191 assault rifles.
They moved as swiftly as cheetahs, landing silently, with the servo motors of their exoskeletons emitting a barely audible buzzing sound.
The bright red "Guards Regiment" armbands on their arms, like burning flames, stung the eyes of every soldier present.
After disembarking, the soldiers did not adopt exaggerated combat stances. Instead, they quickly dispersed in standard tactical formations, took up key positions, and scanned the entire area with cold and vigilant eyes. The restrained killing intent unique to battle-hardened elites seemed to lower the temperature of the surrounding air by several degrees.
The tarmac, which had been in a relaxed farewell atmosphere, was instantly enveloped by a somber and highly vigilant atmosphere.
Everyone held their breath.
Immediately afterwards, the electric sliding door of the gray minibus opened silently to the rear.
The first person to get off the bus was not the imposing male figure one might expect, but a middle-aged woman with a gentle and dignified demeanor, dressed in an elegant beige coat.
She looked well-maintained, but there was a lingering worry and anxiety in her eyes.
As soon as the car door opened, her gaze swept eagerly across the crowd, instantly locking onto Gu Yun, and she practically ran over.
"Consignment!" came a choked voice.
Amidst the astonished gazes of a group of soldiers in camouflage and full gear around them, this woman of extraordinary bearing unhesitatingly pulled the still somewhat dazed Gu Yun into her arms tightly, her arms gripping him firmly as if afraid that her son would disappear if she let go.
Gu Yun's face flushed instantly, turning red from her neck to her ears, even more vibrant than a boiled shrimp.
He could feel the gazes from his classmates, teachers, and especially the guards around him, which made him feel like he was being pricked by needles.
His body stiffened, and he almost dropped his bag. He was so embarrassed that he wished he could disappear into the ground.
"Mom...Mom!" he whispered, trying awkwardly to break free.
"Didn't we already deliver them at home? Why are you here again..."
Wen Wan loosened her grip on his arm slightly, but still held onto it, tears glistening in her eyes. Upon hearing this, her eyebrows immediately furrowed, and her gentle demeanor instantly took on a fierce, mother-tiger-protective edge.
“At home is at home! Now is now! You’re going to the front lines! To Jinling, such a far place! I’m your mother, I’m just coming to see you off before I leave, what’s wrong with that? Huh? You’ve grown up and you think your mother is a disgrace, haven’t you?”
"No, Mom, that's not what I meant. This is...this is the army, so many comrades and commanders are watching..." Gu Yun was sweating profusely and speaking incoherently.
Just as Gu Yun was extremely embarrassed and Wen Wan was emotionally agitated—
"cough."
A cough, neither too loud nor too soft, but carrying a distinct air of authority and presence, came from the door of the minibus.
A middle-aged man, dressed in a dark executive jacket, with a tall and neat short side-parted hairstyle, stepped out of the car with a steady gait.
His face was serious, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were deep. The calm and composed aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time was naturally revealed. It was Gu Jianguo!
Upon hearing the cough, Wen Wan immediately turned around, like a mother cat whose tail had been stepped on. She temporarily released Gu Yun but turned her "firepower" on her husband:
"Gu Jianguo! If you have a cold, go back to the car and stay put! What are you coughing for? Can't you see I'm talking to my son? You're disturbing us!"
When Gu Jianguo was glared at and yelled at by his wife, his serious expression immediately crumbled. His neck shrank back almost imperceptibly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
He looked at his son Gu Yun, who had a pleading expression on his face, and his eyes clearly showed the helplessness of "Good luck to you, kid. I can't even take care of myself." Then he quickly looked away, looked up at the sky, and pretended to study the cloud distribution above the airport.
If the appearance of Gu Jianguo and Wen Wan left most of the officer cadets present, who had long lived within the military system and knew little about the local high command, somewhat bewildered, they were simply shocked by the couple's imposing presence and their clearly extremely close relationship with Gu Yun—
Then, the third figure who slowly stepped off the minibus was like a silent thunderclap, instantly shattering all doubts and revealing the truth nakedly to everyone!
Gu Chengyuan!
Wearing a crisp, dark green army uniform, the three general stars on his shoulder insignia shimmered with a restrained yet dazzling golden light in the morning glow.
He wasn't wearing a military cap; beneath his neat short hair, his face remained youthful, yet he exuded an absolute majesty sufficient to command this sky and land.
His gaze was calm, his steps unhurried; simply by standing there, he naturally became the core of the entire world.
"Greetings, Commander!"
No one gave any orders; it was entirely a conditioned reflex based on instinct!
Led by Colonel Zhang Haifeng, all the students of Fuxing Military Academy in uniform, their instructors, and even the ground crew officers who were organizing the loading, all straightened up instantly like javelins as soon as they saw who it was, their heels pressed together, and they raised their right arms to give the most standard and forceful military salute!
The roars were unified and resounded through the sky, carrying with them immense excitement, reverence, and a touch of unexpected shock.
The soldiers of the Imperial Guard remained alert, but their bodies were tauter and their eyes sharper.
The only sounds on the tarmac, besides the loading and unloading of machinery and the low hum of engines beside the transport planes, were the thunderous salutes and greetings.
Gu Chengyuan remained calm, raised his hand to return a standard military salute, and his gaze swept across the entire room before finally landing on his younger brother, Gu Yun, who was being pulled by his mother, his face flushed, and who stood out prominently among the mountain of military salutes.
The corners of his mouth curved upwards in a barely perceptible, gentle arc.
