Mira can speak Mandarin very well, but probably... still lacks sufficient understanding of the things that can extend and evolve certain "meanings" in this country's language.
How could the thing she "painted" be described as a piece of cake?
When she said this, she was only wearing a small vest with no top or bottom...it was bulging, and there was a chasm in it.
Moreover, the parts of her body that are not exposed to the sun are so white... How come her pancakes are so white?
11 Su just came out of silence, his mouth was dry, and he looked at each other.
"Don't hide it, you must want to see it." Wen Jifei pointed at the grave robbing brother first, "You dug the grave bag, the most wanted to see what is hidden in the mountain bag ..."
Without waiting for the grave robber to deny, he turned to Han Qingyu again. "Don't pretend, you can install this kind of thing the most, you used to show you the photo album, you said that he was not interested ... but later, the page secretly folded in my book later There are no horns. "
Han Qingyu opened his mouth and wanted to divide, and finally laughed, not talking.
"Key, giggle, giggle ..." A group of people gradually laughed and had to admit that there was a little wretched.
The blonde beauty in military uniform is still the boss.
It is impossible to deny that Mira's wet hair stands in the sun and looks beautiful. Wearing military pants and small vests to concentrate on rubbing her hair is more charming. Then, when she walked through with a dark and shiny heavy machine gun, that kind of The strong contrast impact can make young men's blood rush to their brains.
As for why she chose 11 Su... was it because her special cannon happened to be called Mira 11? Or did someone knocking Zhang Daoan's head here? If you can’t think clearly, you won’t think about it.
In fact, from the moment the recruits entered formal training that afternoon, people discovered that each recruit class was assigned a direct instructor.
These people are all veterans, or because they are considering promotion in the future, they take advantage of their vacation to take on some small tasks that will enrich their lives, so that they can have fun and exercise their management skills.
Of course, there are some female soldiers, and they are beautiful.
However, Mira is still special, because of her blonde, her western holes ... because she has served four teams, she has served as the deputy captain's actual combat experience, the rank of the second lieutenant, the level and strength, all of them are crushing.
As for her intention of condescending to the recruit camp, the veterans all knew it well... Occasionally, if they were troublemakers, they would come up and shout "Captain Mira" a few times in advance. Mira didn't mind, she was happy and even excited every time respond.
"Have you noticed that our Mira seems to be a fool?" During the break after training, Wen Jifei sat on the ground and expressed his conclusion after observing for a long time.
Everyone was silent, probably a little bit in agreement.
Han Qingyu thought for a while, and said kindly, "I can't say that, she is probably just incompatible with the thinking habits and humanities of our people."
In fact, the tradition of thousands of years is to be promoted by a Chinese. Before the implementation of the matter, you must be careful and low -key. If you do n’t say it, you do n’t have to mention it.
"Yes." Wen Jifei thought for a while, saying, "It doesn't matter, it's good anyway."
It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he did, everyone in 11 Su stared at him.
Because just now, the plague chicken took advantage of the break to roast beef... and was caught. Now 11 places are the first in the countdown of the comprehensive competition, and the "leading" countdown has the second advantage, which has reached as high as two digits.
"I really dug up your ancestral graves, you bastard." Grave robber Lai Shitou muttered angrily.
After all, 11 people go through hardships together, and they get to know each other very quickly, so they have no worries.
Everyone laughed.
"Hey, recruit eggs, come over." Under the trees not far away, a group of veterans squatted and beckoned and said, "Don't hide, just you, and you ..."
They referred to Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei.
Unable to avoid it, Wen Jifei stood up, saluted, and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Monitor."
The habit of calling veterans "squad leader" seems to have been passed down from the regular army.
"Are you rich? Buy a bag of cigarettes for the head of the class." The veteran tossed a shoulder chapter over.
I do n’t know what logic, the camp store does not sell recruits, unless you can prove that you are buying a veteran, and what you buy and the number of pieces, you must register.
"Go, what are you doing?" The words were said to Wen Jifei. After that, the veterans did not depend on, and threw money to him.
Then they turned to Han Qingyu and looked at it for a while and said, "Hey, you ... the squad leaders take you to play a game, we take the wooden stick to each other, how about?"
Han Qingyu didn't say a word, he wanted to play in his heart ...
The game object, he is afraid of losing to win.
The troops seem to be unreasonable within a certain limit, and the "bullying" recruits can be basically determined. Just as the chiefs of the chiefs' beating people and scolding people are allowed, and even the veterans of the cafeteria are arrogant and uncomfortable.
This rough and suppressive atmosphere always makes people feel the atmosphere of collapse, like a rough stone, rubbing the nerves of the recruits over and over again.
"Hey, are you dumb?" The veterans were impatient.
Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei looked at each other. I heard that if you can fight the veterans ... have been fighting, no major events, the troops are allowed.
I'm preparing, wait for the other party to get started first.
"What kind of game, is it as good as me?" Mira wore a military uniform, turning a dagger in his right palm, and came over, "Tap each other, right ... so, you hit me, he hit you."
She said and pointed back at Han Qingyu.
Han Qingyu felt that this suggestion was quite good.
Unfortunately, the veterans finally chose not to play, left, and muttered "boring" in their mouths, got up and left the training ground.
"Look, my captain, is it that you are enough for you? I ca n’t eat my team members." Mira's psychological guidance was a little too obvious. After that, he turned around, patted his hands, and enthusiastically said, "Come, we continue training."
Continue your head, the training is just over ... Wen Jifei rubbed the sour body, when he didn't hear it, at the same time said in your heart.
"Don't want to practice? Then, play the game?" Mira's mouth hooked and looked at him and said, "Are we two heads each other?"
Wen Jifei: "Well, you play with Qingzi... Why don't you play with Qingzi?"
"Because Qingzi...is willing to train." Mira turned her head, blinked, and looked at Han Qingyu with sincere and pitiful eyes.
She could not surpass Zhang Dao'an by self -reaction. The chance of being hit was not small. She wanted to try it, but she could only wait for private.
The instructor's face is still important no matter what.
"Qingzi, are you willing?" Qingzi is his brother, and Wen Jifei is very confident about this.
Han Qingyu said: "I do."
He was really willing, because Mira started a small training and taught fighting skills that were far from being covered in large-scale training... and they were all the most practical skills that she learned in actual combat on the battlefield. They were not fancy, but useful.
For Han Qingyu, this aspect is exactly what he lacks at the moment.
"Fuck you uncle," Wen Jifei scolded angrily, "You didn't think you were married, did you? Qingzi... I'm not a priest, Qingzi, please wake up."
Han Qingyu was embarrassed for a while.
But Mira didn’t have any scruples, it sounded interesting, and she even laughed with the person next to her.
This pretty thing is probably really stupid.
…………
Training continues day by day. Perhaps because of the existence of the three-dimensional mobile device, the army's training of the recruits' nerves and stress resistance almost goes beyond the physical training itself, or the large-volume training at the beginning is more about training the recruits' willpower.
As the process progresses, training on body flexibility and reaction speed under various conditions begins to gradually take over.
Compared with others, Han Qingyu can accept many things more easily and calmly, such as heavy exercise training, rough and unreasonable behavior from instructors, veterans, head chefs, etc., as well as absolutely high-pressure mental torture...
Because he has a body modified by source energy and has the experience of witnessing battle scenes, he can endure and understand many seemingly unreasonable things.
The only thing that made him feel unbearable was his desire for hot and cooked food. For more than ten days, they have been eating lettuce, raw meat, raw fruits... Except for the fact that the sweat that flowed into their mouths during training was hot, they have not even had a sip of hot water.
All raw and cold.
This feeling is hard to imagine for those who have never experienced it. Han Qingyu's nineteen-year-old body habit is resisting. He wants to eat a mouthful of rice, a piece of cooked meat, or even just a piece of cooked vegetable leaf, or a cup of hot tea. They are all good, and they will be so happy that they want to cry.
Everyone is like him, or even more so.
"Have you heard? Today in the cafeteria, someone suddenly rushed over like crazy just because he wanted to take a sip of the leftover noodle soup from the veterans' beef noodles..."
"I heard about it, but it's a pity that I didn't drink it in the end."
"Hey, don't talk about it. It's normal. I saw the swill that had just been poured into the swill bucket at the back of the cafeteria that day. I was greedy. The white steam... must still be hot."
"That's right, I can't even drink the swill. The grip is too strict. Even if I'm not afraid of deducting points, I still can't get it into my mouth."
In the middle of the night for 11 nights, everyone was whispering in low voices. If it was not serious, they would be deducted some disciplinary points, but they didn't care at all.
The score is really hopeless...the dream of seeing more is basically shattered.
"Sniff, sniff..." Liu Shiheng, who was on the other side of the window, sniffed a few times and sat up suddenly, "What does it smell like?"
"It's...beef, stewed." Then he said firmly.
Everyone smelled it and sat up, dazed in the darkness and talking like gibbering.
"Big pot, beef stew."
"Well, there must be a lot of spices, star anise, cinnamon..."
"When big bones are stewed together, the soup will be thick."
"What about that? Have you ever tried peeling off cooked meat from the bones? It's very easy to peel, and you'll get a big piece when you pull it off."
"..."
Suddenly, "Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..." a soft knock on the door came.
"Open the door, brother... Don't worry, the instructors are not here." A voice whispered outside the door.
The tomb robber asked everyone what they meant, opened the door a crack, and asked, "What's going on?"
People from outside squeezed in and said, "We on the fifth floor can use the passage to go downstairs... Don't worry, I won't say that if anything happens, it's from you."
11 sleeps on the second floor.
The people who entered the door rushed to the balcony without waiting for permission, turned around and hung up, and then went down. Counting the heads, the whole dormitory is dispatched together.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Wen Jifei finally came to his senses and asked the last question.
"It's okay." The other person said.
"We won't let him go until you tell him." Han Qingyu also raised a hand and held on to the person.
The 11 brothers behind him nodded collectively.
"Okay, then don't tell anyone else..." The other party's Adam's apple rolled and he said, "In the kitchen, beef is being stewed... More than a dozen large iron pots are stewing together... We can see it clearly upstairs, Geng The old man finished cooking and left, and then the two little chefs stayed by the fire for a while, and now they went to take a nap in the room next to them. Do you understand?"
"……understood."
Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei let go of their hands.
"Take one bite and leave. Nothing will happen." After the other party said that, he slipped off the balcony.
Except for this soft sound, 11 Su was as quiet as a grave.
Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei bowed their heads and silently, then turned their heads, almost startled ...
Six pairs of green eyes behind him, like wolves, were looking at them.
