The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

"What are you doing! Those in the middle, what are you doing! Do you want to drink water? If you want to drink water, plant your head in the water!"

T6 continued to yell, and the fierce voice was amplified through the speakers, so that Xia Jinyuan, G3, and Z7 Han Zheng who sent melons all heard it.

"This kid T6 is getting tougher and tougher. He doesn't look like the dough when he first came here." G3 weighed the watermelon in his hand and asked, "Is it underripe, this melon."

"It's cooked, it's cooked, the cooking class picked eight of them, and specially picked this big red one for me." Han Zheng looked at the soldiers who were training in the mud pit in front of him, and said with a sense: "Blink, I'm all done. Veteran."

"I'm getting old, and I'm still blinking." G3 took out the fighting dagger, and the talking G3 divided the big watermelon in two, a sweet and crisp sound came, the red red melon scoop was exposed, and the fresh red melon juice flowed out, "Not bad. , looks sweet!"

Cut a melon into five pieces, and keep one piece for the T6 and V8 who are staring at the training.

Xia Jinyuan took the largest piece, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Han Zheng, "Send the melon over and eat it in front of them."

"..." Han Zheng, who took a bite of the melon in his mouth, swallowed it twice, was too hasty, and even coughed a few times, "This stimulation is too harsh."

Person No. 30 was soaking in the mud, roaring, and the veterans were standing outside the mud pit and eating melons as if they were watching a play. This is fucking exciting!

Xia Jinyuan didn't say a word, and when he sat half-higher than the mountain bike, he moved his long legs on the side of the bicycle, his eyes lowered slightly, and he glanced at Han Zheng with a smile, but he didn't say anything enough to make Han Zheng's heart skip a beat. , put the melon petals in his hand aside, picked up the other two petals and hurriedly ran to send them.

G3 smiled and said nothing.

If you can't help even a little thing, hey, it's still a long way from becoming a special soldier of the Snow Region Brigade.

Man, it's weird.

Big things are often very tolerant, but small things are very unbearable.

When someone beats you a few times, you can endure it when you look at others as powerful.

If someone scolds you a few words, you see that you are just someone who can talk, fight back on the spot, and then the two use force to KO.

A moment of anger, a moment of unbearable, and eventually small things become big things... everywhere.

King Q is very good at grasping the opponent's weakness, especially when the opponent's will is the weakest, he will seize it instantly, and then prescribe the right medicine, and he never misses every shot.

At that time, King Q cleaned up the veterans who were dissatisfied with him, including himself.

Destroyed one by one, and finally convinced him.

For Xia Jinyuan, even if G3 Yinrong entered the Snowland Brigade two years earlier than Xia Jinyuan, he was convinced.

In the front, T6 and V8 took the watermelon from Z7, took a bite, and praised it as "sweet". Seeing this, the special forces in the mud were almost furious with red eyes.

A special soldier's hand strength was only slightly loosened, and he was immediately found by T6 who was eating melons. T6's face, who was still moving in his mouth, suddenly sank, and he picked up the speaker that was placed on the ground, and shouted, "No seedlings are shameful here! Come on! Pack up and go home!"

G3 said "tsk tsk tsk" to Xia Jinyuan: "It's still a little doughy. It's more shocking to say to pack up and go back early."

Xia Jinyuan, who had been sitting on the seat for a long time and had uncomfortable hips, propped the door with one hand, and his slender and straight body was like a cheetah, jumping out of the car and standing firmly outside the car, his eyes like falcons were watching with interest. Ahead, at a glance, he was waiting for them to make a fuss.