The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

"Ah!"

It was another sneeze. Xia Jinyuan, who sprayed out the tissue in his nostrils by the way, was quick-witted. He grabbed the sprayed tissue in his hand and stuffed it back into his nose. He turned his head and said to G3, "The hungry don't know if the hungry are hungry. , brother, I am hostile to married men now, in order to avoid hurting the friendship in arms, please stay away from my sight immediately."

Zhadi G3 didn't understand the deep meaning yet, and when he reacted, G3 burst out with "haha" ridicule.

"Otherwise, go rolling in the mud with them for two laps, draining energy? Young and energetic, young and energetic." As a comrade-in-arms, G3 thinks that he is still very concerned with their captain, young man, his energy is too strong, If you are not careful, you will hurt your body, oh, there is an example in front of you.

A hungry man doesn’t know that a hungry man is hungry, hahahaha, looking at the young captain sitting in the front row, sitting on the seat cushion, one foot across the car door, one foot bent on the passenger seat, hahaha... why did he think so lol?

The two of them were riding in the mountain bike. It was early to dry in the mountains. Although the sun was shining at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Jinyuan drove the mountain bike under the shade of a tree, and the top of the head was shady. Habits of cool breeze.

G3 sitting in the back seat laughed and fell backwards, Xia Jinyuan sitting in the front row turned his head, glanced at the guy who had no comradeship, and strode over the lever of the mountain bike with his long legs, his legs were shaking with anger, " As the vice-captain, shouldn't it be time to go down and guide them?"

Even if Xia Jinyuan, who has long hands and feet, sits in a spacious mountain bike, his limbs are not stretched anywhere, so he has to curl up a little. Therefore, every time he stopped, he would crawl onto the seat, so that his limbs would be comfortable.

He was comfortable, but the special forces who were training with a log in the mud pit were uncomfortable, especially seeing the two captains, one captain and one vice captain, sitting in the car chatting, and even taking the fucking cold, he felt aggrieved in his heart!

I want to beat someone up! !

How can you enjoy it so much when you ride in a car and take a cool ride?

"Captain, captain, come and come, the cooking class's freshly baked watermelon! Guadi is still juicy, hurry up and taste it sweet!"

The wave of grievances in the special forces in training has not dissipated, and then the second wave of grievances came again, and there were still watermelons to eat!

They drink muddy water, and the captain actually eats watermelon!

Several special forces began to breathe fire in the eyes, what kind of broken captain is this! No one was seen all year round, and finally showed up to clean up them like the Lord of Hell, really wanting to put a sack on him and beat him hard.

"Are you two young ladies? Didn't you eat? Don't you have the strength? Hold up, don't let me see you on your lap! Hold up! Water cannon, water cannon!"

Beside the mud pit, T6 held a loudspeaker in his hand, his delicate baby face was swept away and he was usually soft, his eyebrows were as sharp as arrows, and he stared at the thirty special forces in the mud pit. Anyone who is a little slack can't escape his eyes.

Next to him is V8 with a high-pressure water cannon in his hand. They are partners, and they cooperate perfectly in everything. T6 yells "water cannon", V8 unscrews the raft door, and the water column spews straight into the mud like a dragon.

Not on the mud, but on the brutally trained special forces.

The water pressure is very high, and it causes pain and pain when sprayed on the body. The physical strength was originally high, but after being sprayed by a high-pressure water cannon, it became more difficult to lie down and then sit up with the log. There was no way to sit up several times. So, still insist on not giving up.