Huang Xiong nodded and said, "I don't care! She has a body now. After raising the child, I can spank her bare ass a few times and she will naturally become sensible."
Huang Ande said nothing, feeling that his cousin was quite sensible. He vaguely felt that the leaders had eyes and ears in the army, but he never dared to say this to anyone casually.
Wang Qisuo was already making a fuss here: "What are you talking about, two eldest brothers? Come and have a drink!"
The group of people continued to drink and have fistfights until nine o'clock in the evening. If they didn't have to go to work tomorrow, no one would dare to go back too late. They would have to drink until midnight.
Everyone was already half drunk. Huang Ande saw that Huang Xiong was already drunk and there was a pregnant woman nearby. He was afraid that something would go wrong, so he went to the street and called two rickshaws to take them back respectively. I called Zhu Si and his wife, but they said there was no need and they could go back by themselves.
Some of the others had to go back by themselves, and some of them were so drunk that they simply made beds on the floor of Huang Ande's house.
He looked at Wang Qisuo who was no longer feeling well. He was slowly going out while holding on to the wall. He quickly asked: "Brother Wang, are you okay? If you get drunk, just rest here for the night."
"It's okay." Wang Qisuo's tongue was a little loud, but he still looked sober, "Brother, I have to go to rehearsal tomorrow... I won't have time to go to the city if I stay here overnight. Besides, the leaders are very clean and picky. You have to go back and wash up and change clothes."
"Can you go back by yourself?"
"It doesn't matter, the last carriage has not left yet."
Huang Ande was worried and personally took him to the public carriage station and helped him get on the bus. Watch the carriage leave the station before going back.
Wang Qisuo got off the car outside the guard camp dormitory area and stumbled into the dormitory. Because he had to participate in rehearsals, he had a camp pass. Not only could he enter and exit the barracks at any time, he did not have to abide by the camp's time management.
At this moment, the lights-out signal has blown, and the camp is dark except for the watch room and street lights. Wang Qisuo walked to the door of the dormitory, pushed it open and went in.
He lived in the noncommissioned officers' quarters, which had four bunk beds. The bed is empty at the moment - there is a cultural festival going on recently. The security battalion was dispatched in large numbers to disperse the duties. Except for the mobile anti-riot company, the manpower was extremely tight. Almost all of them went out to various duty points. He was the only one living in the entire dormitory.
Wang Qisuo returned to the dormitory without lighting the gas lamp—the lights-out signal had already been blown. The electric light is too eye-catching. He slowly took off his clothes. Climb into bed. But he didn't start snoring immediately. Not only does he make a lot of noise when he drinks, but he also spares no effort in persuading him to drink. In fact, he didn't drink much, and his eyes were bright at the moment.
"So this is the special mission!" He thought to himself. Based on what Huang Yang said at the wine table today, he remembered that the company commander had said a few days ago that there was a special mission recently. The escort company was short of manpower, and each company had to allocate capable personnel to temporarily strengthen it. He asked him to recommend specific tasks. Candidate.
Wang Qisuo estimated that this special task could not simply be on guard duty for the safety of the cultural festival. The escort company did not do these things. They were responsible for directly guarding the elders and important naturalized cadres.
If only the elders were going to the cultural festival. The existing strength of the escort company is enough - it is their regular task to accompany the guard elders when they go out, and there is no need to allocate troops from other companies to strengthen them. In this case, this special mission can only be to protect the elders' children at the cultural festival.
"Young leader, it's interesting." Wang Qisuo looked at the white ceiling silently, remembering the several times he was on duty outside the elders' dormitory area, and also saw the life secretary carrying his children out, but these children were very Small. The oldest is only three or four years old.
The "young leader" Huang Yang refers to is obviously not the child of these life secretaries. It should be the "little elder" who came here in a big iron boat with the elders. When he was chatting with the soldiers of the company, he heard them say that there were indeed seven or eight such young veterans studying in Fangcaodi.
Early the next morning, according to the task list, he was supposed to go on duty in the new administrative district of the county, but the company commander called him instead.
"Qisuo. Who does your platoon plan to recommend to the escort company? I'm going to put it on the list now."
Wang Qisuo didn't even think about it: "I'll go."
"Are you going?" The company commander hesitated, "Aren't you still going to participate in the performance..."
"It's only the first day of the performance. I can be on duty on other days." Wang Qisuo said neatly, "The platoon is already overloaded and there are insufficient manpower... Anyway, there are only two days in total, so I will take over. ”
"Okay. I'll report it."
After Zhuo Yifan and Lian Nishang had their first date, they discussed with Wan Lifeng and Miejing Shitai and others, and thought that they could take advantage of the cultural festival held by the Kun thieves to attack Zhen Kun. As for whether to kill or capture alive, it depends on the situation. Wan Lifeng suggested that he could use Lian Nishang to sneak into the gym.
"I'm afraid it's not easy to convince her." Zhuo Yifan said with regret, "This woman is deeply possessed by the devil. If we don't give it time, we won't be able to persuade her to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."
"You don't necessarily need to convince this girl." Wan Lifeng said, "Just find a reason and trick her into believing it."
Sha Guangtian also said: "Even if we can't deceive her, it won't be difficult for us to subdue her and force her to lead the way. Since she is the 'public servant' of the thief, it will be easy for her to get in and out of the surrounding area."
Zhuo Yifan frowned slightly, but seeing that everyone agreed, he couldn't object, so he nodded. Then he said: "I think it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to the real Kun. They are all fake. There must be a few pretending to be the real Kun, so that they can do things well."
Wan Lifeng said: "It doesn't matter, isn't it just a matter of shaving your head to make it easier for you to obey? A man can bend and stretch, and in order to fight the bandit, we have no problem!"
Zhuo Yifan said: "This matter requires Master Miejing to nod..."
Judging from his impressions at the gym today, the real Kun's guards were more vigilant towards men, but were quite lax towards fake Kun's women. If a Hengshan disciple disguised himself as a fake Kun female student and approached the real Kun, the chance of success would be great.
Miejing naturally agreed, and especially recommended his favorite disciple Zhou Zhongjun to take on this task.
"It's just that the attire of this true-blooded female student is somewhat immoral..." Zhuo Yifan said cautiously, "But this is also for the sake of the Ming Dynasty and the peace of the world."
Master Miejing's face looked uncertain for a while, and then she said after a while: "That's all. It's always for the sake of the common people in the world."
"Thank you, Master, for your understanding of justice."
"It's just that this matter is heavy, and Zhongjun is a little younger. I think it's better to let Wan'er go - she is older and needs to be more stable."
"That's fine." Zhuo Yifan was secretly amused, thinking that you were going to see Zhou Zhongjun's appearance. I don't know what to think. Anyway, as long as she nods, let her respond when something happens, otherwise she will see it. When the fighting breaks out, it's still unclear how many people will escape, and no one will care about the immorality.
Zhuo Yifan also rounded up the four youngest disciples from Hengshan in the inn and asked them to change into fake Kun attire. It is not uncommon for local Aboriginal women to change their Australian attire without purification. Moreover, Zhuo Yifan and others have already exchanged a large number of circulation coupons, so it is easy to buy anything.
Everyone didn't know much about how to dress in Australian attire. For this reason, Zhuo Yifan specially sent someone to Nanbao to make an appointment with Zhou Zhongjun and asked her to take her senior sisters to Dongmen City to purchase clothes.
As for Wan Lifeng and others, they are also preparing to shave their heads and change their clothes when the time comes, blending into the crowd and waiting for the opportunity.
As for Zhuo Yifan himself: the cultural festival was approaching, and he was eager to finalize the final action plan with Master Qi, so he sent a coded letter to Sima Qiudao's mailbox, asking Sima Qiudao to contact Master Qi as soon as possible.
The weather today was a bit bad, and Lin Ziqi's mood became depressed. There was a paper neatly placed on the desk that still smelled of ink. The math quiz was as boring as ever.
The desk is as big as a small office desk. It is made according to ergonomic principles, with a suitable height and a tilted table top. It is also equipped with a desktop bookshelf, a small storage cabinet and a small drawer for stationery.
The "Holy Ship" brand desks and chairs specially produced by this wood processing factory for use in the academy are not only made of exquisite materials - good hardwood, either mahogany or rosewood? The workmanship is also extremely exquisite. It is said that just seven or eight layers of pig blood paint and fine linen were used on it. It was so bright that you could see the shadow of a person, and it was so hard that even if you use a pencil sharpener to carve it, it would not leave a mark. Lin Ziqi is not that boring, this is what her best friend Zhang Yunmi told her. This didn't surprise her: she was used to it.
Every classroom in this academy reveals an indescribable luxury that is difficult to describe in words. For example, these ridiculously large hardwood desks, with teak floors beneath their feet; and each desk has a lamp, a ceiling fan on the roof, a screen hanging above the blackboard, and a projector hanging behind the classroom... Nowadays, , even the offices of the Executive Committee and the Senate are not equipped with such complete equipment.
The weather was bad, and pale light fell from the skylight on the roof into the light well in the middle of the classroom, casting soft light onto a dozen desks around it. The classroom is cleverly designed to ensure sufficient light without making people inside feel dazzled and unable to see clearly the writing on the blackboard.
Lin Ziqi's pencil casually wrote the answers on the paper stroke by stroke. The pencil brought from another time and space has been used up even if it is attached to the penholder. Now she is using a special product from Taibai Stationery Factory. I really can’t compliment the quality, I can only say it’s barely usable.
The paper is very difficult, almost to the point of being abnormally difficult. Although Lin Ziqi is only seventeen years old, she has learned advanced mathematics from university science and engineering textbooks. However, for Lin Ziqi, who has been tutoring and studying one-on-one almost every day for five years, it is not beyond her capabilities. There are many science and engineering geeks in the Senate, and high math is commonplace for them. (To be continued.
