Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Chapter 282:

He was suddenly taken away during training, and An Xia had also encountered it in previous training.

The end was even worse.

Once robbed, if he fails to escape halfway, he will be treated as a real prisoner of war.

It may even die tragically.

However, she has a chance to fight back.

There will be rewards for successful anti-killing.

Will there be a match for Team Xia Guo?

Anxia asked the fighters, "Can you counter-kill? Is there any reward for the successful counter-kill?"

Huh?

This can ask the fighters down.

"I didn't say it, I have to ask."

Ask now before it starts.

Without asking An Xia to ask, the combatants shouted, "Report!"

"Say!" Bai Yonglong looked at the soldiers in the first camp, and took an extra look at An Xia by the way.

Good guy, so murderous.

He likes this kind of energy.

When it comes to the team, you can't be a little sheep, you have to be a tiger, you have to be ruthless, you have to have the strength to fight for the first place!

Regardless of An Xia being a newcomer, his momentum is stronger than a few years old fighters.

From her eyes, he saw her desire to become a strong one.

I'm not afraid of new recruits, but I'm afraid the new recruits are not motivated.

With that kind of energy, are you afraid that you won't be able to achieve the climate?

"Thirty kilometers on foot, if we encounter an ambush, do we have a reward for the successful counter-kill?" The fighter asked out loud, vigorously and vigorously.

Bai Yonglong smiled, the question in the first camp was a bit cunning.

The answer to "reward" proves that there is indeed an ambush in the middle, and the combatants will prepare in advance, react in time, and respond in time.

"Hahaha, little rascals, it's a cliché. Don't worry, walking thirty kilometers in full gear is enough for you to drink a pot."

There is no answer.

An Xia narrowed her eyes slightly.

Based on her years of leadership experience, the more ambiguous the answer, the more likely it will happen.

Secretly exchanged glances with the fighter who asked the question, and when he could walk, he had to tell the fighters in the first camp to be more careful.

From the side, Mu Chenyuan saw the small interaction between An Xia and the fighters, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

The worries he and Xiahou were worried about should be a bit redundant.

On the phone, Xia Houyu sent a text message, "Pay more attention to which actions Anxia will subconsciously choose personal actions, record in detail, list and analyze, and improve the pertinence."

Mu Chenyuan didn't reply immediately. The phone was turned off, and it took him to turn it on at night to reply.

In fact, there is no need for Xia Houyu's reminder, Mu Chenyuan himself has this plan.

The afterglow is faint, and the golden crow sinks.

The gate of the second camp area opened, and forty-one fighters in training uniforms left the gate in a full-armed formation.

The 30-kilometer hike officially begins.

Mu Chenyuan, Chang Hu, Bai Yonglong, and the two officers and lieutenants of the second camp were riding in a jeep, the throttle was hit, and the dust was flying away.

The car hurried past in front of An Xia, turned his head, and saw a sharp and beautiful side face in the car window, indifferent, lonely, and dust-free.

I flew by before my eyes, and I didn't give a chance to look at it more.

"Is it psychologically unbalanced? Hey, it's all like this. Someday you will be a big boss, and you will be able to sit in the car and watch the scenery of Zhou."

The squad leader caught An Xia’s sight, and was worried that she would think too much, and quickly enlightened, "Don't look at them now sitting in the car. They used to have a lot of suffering than us."

"We are often tigers. He used to be a high-altitude border cold soldier. He has to stand guard and patrol in all four and three seasons of the year with severe weather of minus 40 or 50 degrees. That bitterness, I feel scared in my heart."

Speaking of Chang Hu, the monitor was full of admiration.