Yun Hao was a soldier trained by Commander Tang. He knew Yun Hao's temperament, apprehensive that they, the big shots, would intimidate his wife, so he was indeed rather protective.
But he forgot that Yun Hao was also fiercely protective of his own, whether they were his soldiers or his relatives.
Lu Jianjun dared not speak. The political commissar knew clearly that the battalion commander did not want to hear this title, yet he insisted on using it. A commissar's combat ability was incomparable to the battalion commander's.
Furthermore, the commissar had been at the receiving end of the battalion commander's retaliations multiple times. Why couldn't he learn?
Of course, these words were merely Lu Jianjun's internal musings and he did not voice them aloud.
As for the three company commanders, they were eating in silence. They spoke, they ate, the sister-in-law's cooking was too delicious, even better than the cafeteria's specially prepared stir-fry dishes.
