High-profile King

While hosting several partners with Han Shuangshuang, Lin Bell, Zhao Xuanshi, Li Binyuan, and Zhen Zhizhi, Zhang Jiao, who was chatting without a word, was suddenly blocked by someone, and he said in amazement: "Is there anything you have?"

The sergeant gave a clenched hand, a simple steel sheathed short knife forward, and said solemnly: "Host Zhang, ensign Yuhua entrusted me to give you this knife. "

"Hey, who?" Zhang Jiao Wen Yan said more strangely.

"Lieutenant Han Yuhua," the sergeant explained coldly: "It was the 'Miss Officer' you killed the enemy last night.

She said that because you became a joke last night, you slept comfortably, and today you only achieved excess results.

To express gratitude, I will give you this short knife.

I hope to wait until you get tired of the host ’s career in the future, come back, come back ... "

Talking but suddenly emotional breakdown, tears poured out of the eyes, sobbing unable to continue.

Zhang Jiao was stunned for a long time, his smirk's expression gradually tightened, and the mixed taste said: "That lady officer will not, will you already sacrifice?"

The words fell to the ground, and a tall, burly man came out of the shadow of the cabin next to the weeping sergeant, and patted him gently on the shoulder.

He drew the short knife from his hand and stuffed it into Zhang Jiao's hand and said solemnly: "Host Zhang, Han Yuhua's second lieutenant has indeed sacrificed.

She is very strong.

In the case of more than 70% of mech damage, spine rupture, and a lot of internal bleeding, I still insisted on fighting to the last moment.

This knife is a uniformly distributed "blade of glory" for our mech soldiers to set foot on the battlefield. It is used to achieve the final honor of the soldiers when the mech is completely damaged and cannot be evacuated.

Lieutenant Han Yuhua didn't use it, and it should have been handed over to her family in accordance with the usual practice, to be used for suspense.

But she was an orphan, and she was left in front of the orphanage since she was a child. She didn't even know the birthday.

Only know that he is 22 years old.

You are the last person to care about her, so she gave you this knife, hoping to give you some encouragement. "

"Really." Zhang Jiao smiled and took the short knife, and whispered to himself: "It's a funny little girl."

Everyone else around was impressed by Han Yuhua's heroic and heroic story. Thinking of a young girl who was still alive in front of her yesterday, Huang Huang was killed in a blink of an eye. An indescribable sourness and pity appeared in her heart.

Even Hong Tianbao and Cao Zheng came together and shook their heads and sighed.

Only Zhang Jiao looked as usual, and continued to walk toward the cabin, holding a short knife.

As he walked, he murmured in his mouth, "What a funny girl ..."

At that time, the tall, burly man suddenly asked behind his back: "Host Zhang, the soldiers who died today will be cremated at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Can you send Han Yuhua's second lieutenant? "

"Sorry, I have the habit of morning exercises. I'm afraid I won't be able to send her tomorrow." Zhang Jiaowen stopped slowly and turned to smile and replied.

Hearing such an impersonal answer, most of the people on the scene were stunned.

Han Shuangshuang, who is most familiar with Zhang Jiao, couldn't help but spit out: "Zhang Jiao, it's not so cool to play cool, would you please live like an individual?"

"What do you mean by ordinary people," Zhang Jiaowen said for a while, then smiled and said: "How can I be a young, full-bodied, handsome, and superb person like me, early in the morning? Going with a large group of ordinary people to send friends back to the West.

I want to send it off today, taking advantage of the fact that Miss Officer's hero is not gone. "

He said that the short knife in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, turned and faced up against the Black Continent, and rushed straight towards the vast jungle.

In his mouth, he said with a loud voice: "Beidou Qixing is high, Jun Shuye leads the sword, he still thinks of the mane, he dare not spy on the enchanting."

The figure disappeared into the deep night, leaving only a stunned audience on the deck.

After half an hour, Zhang Jiaofei returned to his body, his arms were folded, his bones were broken, his whole body was bloody, and his eyes were closed, and he didn't know if he was blind or where he was.

I saw him wandering to the tall, burly man who was still waiting in the same place, using his intact arm to wrap his jacket into a bag, took it from his back and took it to the ground.

The clothes spread out, revealing a pile of egg-sized stone **** rounded inside.

Zhang Jiaoman said: "This is the eyeball of 22 Shiguai's right eye."

He drew out the short knife with only one inch of broken blade left from his waist.

Return the knife to the officer ’s funeral.

Tell her not to give me encouragement now, because I will be able to leapfrog legends in the future and live a long, long time.

If she was as brave and heroic as her life after she was reincarnated, she came to me with weapons and fought side by side. "

The tall, burly man was obviously taller than Zhang Jiao, and the person also looked magnificent, but at this time he felt that he couldn't even straighten his waist, bowed deeply, and after receiving the short knife with both hands, he stood up and replied with respect: "Yes."

Bent over to pick up the stone monster's eyeballs wrapped in a coat by Zhang Jiao, and walked back respectfully.

When he walked away, Hong Tianbao on the deck swallowed and stammered: "That Zhang, kid Zhang, are you okay?"

Before Zhang Jiao returned to the mothership, he had swallowed a pile of A and other nutrients preserved in the stomach of the star officer.

At this time, I felt the hot warmth emanating from the stomach and circling around in the body, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do with Uncle Tianbao, just a little injury, just sleep."

Although his tone is relaxed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but the smiling face is matched with the skin opening, the blood is flowing, and the face is stunned. It is as terrible as the characters in the horror movie.

Hong Tianbao said dryly: "But, you don't look like a minor injury.

Let's go to the medical room on the warship. Don't be surprised if something happens. "

"No need Uncle Tianbao," Zhang Jiao waved his hand. "When I was in Shennongjia before, I had suffered more injuries than this, and I didn't survive it. It's nothing."

He turned and wandered back to the cabin, and climbed into bed to sleep.

Upon seeing this, Hong Tianbao had no choice but to go to bed and lie down, but he couldn't sleep at all. He always listened to Zhang Jiao's breathing sounds and couldn't hold it until Tianmeng was bright, squinting for a while.

When he woke up, he found that Zhang Jiao was no longer in the cabin, and hurriedly got up to find it. As a result, Zhang Jiao was clean and clean after wearing the door, wearing a brand new tender green field jacket, and circumvented the mothership casually. Running circle in the living area.

His body was completely unharmed.