bloom america

Chapter 782 In a bar in Venezuela

Sean took a sip of red wine.

Although Venezuela is not as prosperous as Israel, Venezuela is far more refreshing than Israel.

Probably, it's for safety reasons.

Don't worry about enemies that may appear, or bombs that may be planted on cars.

The six months of fearful living in Israel had made Sean feel deeply tired.

So when I returned here in December last year and started my vacation, Sean really felt relieved. After all, people are not machines. Although Sean is a special soldier, on the other hand, he is also an ordinary person.

"There's about half a year left." He looked at the girl in front of him and murmured.

As the first batch of students, Sean Conte is about to "graduate" in June this year. Since it is a school, such "graduation" is inevitable for students.

Although there are many types of meanings for the existence of the Special Forces School, when it comes to it, the "fundamental" reason for the establishment of this school is still based on the fact that it is a "school".

"What?" Balalaika clearly heard this sentence.

"No, it's nothing...just..." Sean looked at Balalaika in front of him.

Although I don't understand why the other party would find me here to drink on the last day of vacation, I feel a little regretful when I think that I won't be able to see these people in half a year.

Balalaika is from the Soviet Union and will inevitably return to the Soviet Union after studying at school, while Sean is an American and will return to the United States after this mission is over.

Basically, Sean found out what was said above. After his mission is over, it seems that he will be sent to Southeast Asia to perform a mission.

It was not for the Vietnam War, but to train a new group of special forces. I went there as an "instructor", and the purpose was to set up a preparatory class for the special forces school in front of me.

Although the United States did not achieve its original goal in the first two years, from another aspect, the Americans' goal has been achieved, so so far, they are still very optimistic about this plan.

In the last mission - that is, when they were in Israel - the special forces helped the Israelis solve a big trouble, and the United States, which wears the same pants as Israel, is also very satisfied at this time.

Sean didn't know what the Soviet Union was thinking, but it seemed that the Soviet Union had no objection to the continuation of this plan.

The bar is very noisy, and the people here are all regulars, including Sean and Balalaika. The waiters and these drinkers have also gotten to know Balalaika.

"Speaking of which, this is where we first met, right?"

Sean quickly changed the subject.

"That's right." Balalaika raised his wine glass and fiddled with it.

Balalaika was not wearing a military uniform at this time, but a red dress, giving people a sexy and fiery feeling.

But when Sean looked at the other party's movements, his heart was shocked.

Sean came here a week before the school officially started. At that time, Sean came here to "check out the spots" for his team. At that time, Sean lived nearby.

And they are not the only ones who have the same idea as Sean and the Americans. Most other countries also do this. Some people came earlier, such as Ling Donglai and Changsun Wu, the two Chinese

I heard that I had already arrived here a month in advance.

Every time Sean thought about meeting Balalaika, he felt that the scene was a bit... strange.

Balalaika was wearing this dress at that time and was teased by some drunken drinkers.

At that time, Sean became heroic and prepared to rush forward and teach the opponent a lesson.

But three seconds later, I completely changed my mind.

The toes of Balalaika's high heels pointed three times at the opponent's lower body, and then the person opposite fell down without saying a word. Then, several big Slavic men lifted the opponent up and dragged him away for a "heart-to-heart" chat.

"Speaking of it, you looked really stupid at that time. You were obviously just a passerby, but you were so stupid that you actually made me remember you."

Sean shrugged. He didn't know how to refute this sentence. And he felt that he shouldn't refute this at this time...

"Speaking of which... why did you invite me over for a drink?"

This is the most puzzling thing. One of the two parties represents the Soviet Union and the other represents the United States. These two people went out to drink together... Isn't this a little strange?

"We are not here to represent the country, we are here to represent ourselves."

The faint smile on Balalaika's face was gone by this time.

"And the reason why I invited you to drink is just because you invited me to drink last time, so... don't make any mistake."

Balalaika turned sideways to Sean, leaning as much as possible on the bar, her head tilted, and her hair hanging down from one side.

Then, she raised the glass of Bloody Mary in her hand.

At this time, Sean's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his throat was rising and falling, but when it came to his mouth, the words just couldn't come out. Originally, he thought he had had many girls, but at this time, Sean didn't expect that he

Actually, when facing Balalaika, he was no different from Brother Chu.

"cheers."

"……cheers."

Sean was stunned for a moment, then raised the cup in his hand.

(What the hell...what on earth was I thinking...?)

Sean drank the wine in his hand.

"You Americans are really interesting."

Balalaika laughed again.

Sean shrugged: "You can't say that."

Of course he knows what this "interesting" is... In the Israeli operation, after rescuing the wounded, the two supported each other. The two people who seemed to be incompatible walked together. First, Sean

Being laughed at by his teammates...

Well, at least in Sean's opinion, that should be considered a mockery.

"I thought you Americans would be at least bolder..."

Balalaika also muttered.

"What?"

Sean didn't hear clearly, his mind went back to a few months ago.

"No, it's nothing." Balalaika answered him using the same lines that Sean had used before.

"Speaking of which, what do you think of our next graduation exam?"

There are many items in the graduation exam, but in the end, they are still divided into groups to compete.

But at this time, the status of the players is completely different from a year ago.

War is the best neutralizer, and the friendship established on the battlefield is also the most stable.

Perhaps all the students in the special forces school come from different countries and regions, but in the school, they understand each other because of a war, maybe everyone’s ideology is different.

For their own interests, but for these students, they don't have so much significance.

There is only one name that they agree to- "comrades".

Being able to fight against the enemy back and deliver your life to the other party. This is your comrades -in -arms.

For friends who intersect this life, the so -called "interest" can no longer let them move.

Then, then

Sean thinks that these are also funny. Originally, the two super powers wanted to borrow this opportunity, and then let these soldiers compete for the country, but who can think of these students, they have created their own.

What about friendship?

"Fighting is fighting, and the task is the task, so I must complete it. At least I will not show mercy." Ballarka responded to Sean.

The confrontation between the two sides has been determined from the beginning. The opponent on the opposite side is Ballarka. This is what Sean knows long ago.

"Now, let me have a drink with me first." Ballarka didn't speak, but raised his own wine glass again.

"cheers."

"cheers."

Under such circumstances, the two of them drank like this, and then did nothing.

Sean is very similar to what he said to the other party, but at this time, it seems that he usually can't get out of the skills of American girls. When facing Ballarka, he can't even say to the other party violated his heart.

Half -sentence.

Unconsciously, time is too late.

"Okay, we should go."

Drinking a glass of alcohol again, Sean has accompanied the other party to pour a lot of alcohol here. He feels that his head is a little dizzy. Speaking, he once liked the chicks of those bars like this.

We are drunk, and then get it on the bed. Sean, who knows that the amount of alcohol is good, is just drinking sullen wine with the other party at this time. This makes Sean feel a little incredible.

"Barley."

"Um?"

The other party had stood up. At this time, looking at Sean, she turned back again.

"... Maybe, we will have the opportunity to be like this night ... and then be together ..."

Sean grabbed the opponent's hand.

"You drink too much, Sean." The other party did not call Sean's surname, but called its name.

"I just hope ... can there be a way we can meet at any time."

"Of course, this method is." The tone of Ballarka was a bit ridiculous.

"What?"

"You don't want your country, I don't want my country, this is fine, but I love my motherland, so there are some things ... Sean?"

At this time, Sean stood up excitedly, then held the other person, and then kissed it.

"Maybe, I should leave you a good memory first ..."

Nympho

The first more today, roar ~

There are four more! Four more ~

Nympho