I'm Really A Newcomer

Huang Kai cracked a sterile egg into a bowl of hot instant noodles.

The sticky egg liquid wrapped the chewy noodles and soaked them into the fragrant soup. He rolled up a large mouthful of noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Huang Kai seemed to be eating instant noodles forever, but there was always someone staring at the observation screen.

Lin Jianping clicked his fingers boredly, and a figure in a linen robe suddenly appeared on the screen shrouded in white mist.

Lin Jianping blinked in shock, and then used his palm to fan away the dense moisture in front of the bubbles.

The biting snow was falling on the ground, and the strong wind blew the thick hat of the robe.

The man stretched out his slender fingers to lift up the brim of his hat, and Lin Jianping could clearly see his fair and thin lower jaw on the screen.

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang."

Lin Jianping shook Huang Kai's arm, and Huang Kai guarded the instant noodles in his arms like a chicken guarding its food.

"Suck it, you have to make a bowl of it yourself!"

"No, there is someone. Someone suddenly appeared in the snowy field."

"It's impossible." Huang Kai wiped his mouth with a tissue, "How could someone come to this wilderness..."

"..."

"Why did you start wiping your mouth with a tissue in front of the camera?"

The young man in a linen robe stood in place.

Jiang Mian raised his eyes and looked at the white barrier in the distance that blocked the sky and the sun.

In the windy and snowy world, this military camp is like a high wall that will never collapse.

Jiang Mian played a game called "Heroes 3 Shadow of Death" when he was in elementary school. When he looked at Shuangyue Military Camp, he could always think of a camp called Stronghold, so he could continuously recruit those indomitable Behemoths.

"Gorilla..."

Jiang Mian recalled the metaphor of the ferry man earlier and smiled helplessly and shook his head.

He took off his hat, and under the cover of his robe was a face that was extremely delicate and somewhat dusty.

The falling snow all over the sky hit Jiang Mian's face not very gently. There was no vast wilderness in this place, no colorful flowers and dense forests, and of course there was no beautiful Gana Lake.

Yunlan only has countless snows and countless people to kill.

"Holy shit, the major general is back! The major general is back!"

Huang Kai was so excited that he almost overturned the freshly cooked instant noodles. Lin Jianping glanced at Huang Kai with some disgust. His eyes were red, probably because Huang's feet had not been washed for ten days.

The majestic lifting platform like a suspension bridge slowly fell from the folded white iron wall. Jiang Mian stared at the foggy snowfield in the distance, and all the raging wind and snow were blocked outside the wall.

He looked back and saw that the old man who had served in Shuangyue Military Camp for who knows how many years was sweeping the thick layer of white snow on the road with a broom.

There are also people he has missed for a long time.

…

Military camp playground.

The uncle wearing a pair of sunglasses was wearing a straight military uniform, with two snow-white crescent moons embroidered on his epaulettes.

"At the age of thirty-seven, I am called uncle by others..."

Meng Xiao, a senior general who had just been transferred from Jiyue Military Camp, rubbed his slightly hot forehead with some acclimatization.

Although going from commander of Jiyue's third division to commander of Shuangyue's first division was a serious promotion, Meng Xiao, who was born in Jiyue, still had some arrogance from a big place.

The five armies have many factions, and the four armies except Shuangyue are basically controlled by the three Yue families. Even though Shuangyue is close to the Ye family because of Ye Taoli, the Shuangyue military leader named Chen Xun is worthy of everyone. Respect.

Meng Xiao or most people in Jiyue were more or less prejudiced against Shuangyue Military Camp.

Frost Moon is not as mysterious as Blood Moon, nor does it possess the only navy of the Moon Clan like Wu Yue.

It is not like Hua Yue, who deals with garrisons from various places all year round, but is alone in the ice and snow on the border of the Yue Clan.

When the enemy comes, they draw their swords, and many people die, and then follow them, again and again.

What a bunch of country bumpkins who don't know how to live or die.

Until Chen Xun turned from a lonely soul in the slums of Guancheng into the military leader of Shuangyue with his illustrious military exploits piled up with withered bones.

Until the Sixty Thousand White Flames of the Battle of Yuguan.

Until the snow stops with a knife on Ye Taoli.

Until Jiang Mian killed millions of wild ghosts.

The glory of Shuangyue was carried by these people desperately, and how could this kid who was promoted from the Fifth Army for only half a year...

A sharp sword wind passed in front of Meng Xiao.

"Damn Chu Huai! Run thirty laps of the playground for me if I break my sunglasses!" Meng Xiao roared.

"Sorry." Chu Huai said softly, then raised the meteorite sword in his hand to challenge Shen Fan.

The cold and charming woman raised the bloody katana in her hand and stabbed it into the snow beside the neck of the fallen general.

The sky mist faded away the sadness under the eyelashes, and the seemingly fragile body was stained with scarlet blood in the soft snow.

She drew her sword and slashed at the next person with a cold expression on her lips.

Shuangyue's remaining first division faced death in the playground covered with a layer of snow.

The snow was soaked with another layer of red blood.

"It's been a month before I know it, Mr. Shi." Meng Xiao said softly.

"How is it?" Shi Zheng, a sixth-level doctor, said with a smile.

"My body is still a bit uncomfortable..." Meng Xiao said as he moved his muscles.

"How about I give you a shot too?"

"I declined." Meng Xiao smiled and waved his hand.

…

"Mr. Shi, did the military leader come back from seclusion at the top of Yunlan today?" Meng Xiao asked curiously.

He wondered how such a cold and aloof senior colonel could be pacing around anxiously since early morning.

Shi Zheng didn't answer him, but the smile on his face grew stronger.