Wife is safe, cute baby makes a big fuss in the world of special forces

Langya, production base.

The pigsty is filled with endless"grunts" and chaotic trampling sounds, and the air is filled with waves of sour smells that make people feel dizzy.

""Pah!"

At the end of the neat pigsty corridor, Lei Zhan slapped his face with one hand. As expected, there was a dead fly lying on his palm, followed by a foul smell.

""Fuck!"

Lei Zhan pretended to vomit, and with a"swish" he picked up a piece of white paper with a line of words written on it and wiped it hard on his face, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground.

The ball of paper rolled, and the words"Lei Zhan's Two or Three Things" could be vaguely seen.

There were already seven or eight such paper balls on the ground.

Lei Zhan also knew the consequences of slapping a fly to death here, and his hands would be stinking. However, looking at the flies flying in front of him and listening to the"woo woo" sound, he couldn't help being extremely irritated.

After returning from the Iron Cavalry Regiment, he was once again sent to the pigpen by Wolfhead to write a thought report, including an autobiography. If he wrote it as a novel, why wouldn't he be as good as a child.

Tap tap!

At this moment, a messy sound of footsteps from different pigpens rang out in the corridor.

"Report!"

The man was the communicator of the survival base.

He frowned slightly and slowed down his breathing, letting the air filter slowly before entering his lungs. However, even so, his stomach still churned.

Looking at Lei Zhan who was buried in his book, his eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness.

He didn't want to come to this place at all, but since Lei Zhan came, he was forced to run here every few days.

Look, the order from Wolf Head came again.

""Speak!"

Lei Zhan didn't even raise his head.

Even if he didn't hear the voice, he knew who it was.

Since he came here, except for the communicator, he hadn't seen any extra people.

"Captain Lei, Wolf Head asked you to leave immediately to participate in the exercise."

The communicator finished speaking in one breath and then immediately shut up.

"I won't go."

Lei Zhan refused directly,"Staff Officer Fan is not going, what use is there for me? I'm just looking after the human coding machine in the pigpen."

Listening to Lei Zhan's resentful words, the communicator shook his head and said,"You don't know that Lei Keming's black household commando team was defeated by the fourth company of the magic gun led by Chen Haonan, and the whole army was annihilated."

"What?"

Lei Zhan, who had been looking down, stood up suddenly.

""Bang!"

Lei Zhan was so excited that he forgot that the pig feed bucket was placed next to him for feeding convenience, and he stepped into it.

"With a"bang", the liquid in the pig feed bucket splashed high and splashed all over his face.

Lei Zhan raised his hand to touch his face, then instinctively opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips.

""Shit!"

Lei Zhan couldn't help blurting out the Chinese quintessence with a sour taste in his mouth.

The communicator gritted his teeth and suppressed his laughter.

Puff puff...

Lei Zhan spat hard and cursed loudly,"Lei Keming was killed. What does this old Fan do for a living? He used my name of Lei Dian and our funds to bomb the Iron Fist Regiment, but he let the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gun escape."

"You can't even handle a child, how shameful!"

Isn't it because you can't handle a child that you are punished to be a human coding machine here... The communicator thought in his heart, but asked:"Are you leaving now?"

Looking at the miserable Lei Zhan, the communicator knew that he was definitely not calm on the surface.

Lei Zhan pondered for a moment, and immediately sat down with a dark face:"No, I still have to write a 200,000-word report. Staff Officer Fan is just pretending to be so arrogant, so you should bear the consequences yourself."

After saying that, Lei Zhan bent down to pick up the pen that fell into the pig feed bucket, wiped it on his clothes, and then continued to bury his head in writing the report.

Damn it! The last time he came back from the Iron Fist Group, he was scolded by the 9-year-old child. He Zhijun kept asking him to write reports in the kitchen.

Now that he can't deal with the child, he thinks of him. Doesn't he have any face?

No... Looking at Lei Zhan who was burying his head in writing, the communicator was a little confused.

This is not like Thor who can't bear any loss!

The scene suddenly became quiet, leaving only the"hum hum" sound in the pigpen and the"buzzing" sound of flies flying around.

A moment later, just when the communicator was about to go back to report, he saw Lei Zhan suddenly raised his head and looked over.

I knew you couldn't help it... The communicator muttered in his heart.

At this time, Lei Zhan said:"Also, my baby's first stage milk powder, I've finished it, please help me purchase the second stage."

The communicator staggered and almost lost his balance, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Lei Zhan, this guy, is really petty, and he also wants milk powder!

……

On the plane.

He Zhijun, Lao Fan, Chen Shanming and Miao Lang were all there.

At this moment, Lao Fan, Chen Shanming and Miao Lang either lowered their heads or looked at the undulating mountains and forests below, with sullen faces. No one dared to look at Langtou in the eye.

The exercise began, bombing the Iron Fist Regiment and beheading Kang Regiment. Lao Fan and others were very proud of themselves.

Then they received a notice from the communications staff that Langtou had summoned them.

Langtou wanted to discuss merits and rewards.

On the way back, Lao Fan's big mouth never closed, and he was smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Along the way, everyone was talking and laughing.

"Lei Zhan brags about how great the beheading team is every day, and we have broken his fastest record"

"Haha! Lei Zhan deliberately hid in the pigpen and refused to come out, thinking that he would be useless without Langya!"

"This time, Lei Zhan's position as Wolf Head's biological son is no longer secure."

"Now only the conspirator Lei Keming is left, but he is not easy to deal with."

……

Sure enough, they saw Wolf Head standing at the door of the command room waiting for them from afar.

The three of them hurriedly went to meet him, but were scolded and then taken to the helicopter.

At this moment, they also realized that the dumplings they made for the Iron Fist Group were not strong enough, and they were broken out of the encirclement by the Fourth Company of the Sharp Guns. What

's even more outrageous is that the Fourth Company of the Sharp Guns actually tricked the conspirator Lei Keming.

The plane had already taken off, and Lao Fan and the others listened to the"whoosh" sound of the wings, and their heads were also a mess.

He Zhijun coldly swept his eyes over the three elementary school students in front of him who were like making mistakes, and finally his eyes fell on Lao Fan. He was so angry that he scolded him again:"What do you do for a living?"

Lao Fan straightened his back and straightened his body.

"Didn't they say that they had firepower coverage? Why did the 4th Company of the Sharpshooters slip through the net?"

He Zhijun's voice was loud, far louder than the whirring sound of the wind from the wings."Especially this kid Chen Haonan, he tricked Rick Ming, this account will be counted on the heads of all the special forces."

"If you can't catch him, you go back and take over Lei Zhan's job. You are responsible for delivering the piglets."

He Zhijun was spitting and his face was full of anger.

"Yes, Chief."

Fan Tianlei admitted his mistake in a good manner, then turned to Chen Shanming beside him and cursed:"What are you doing? Isn't it said that firepower is king? After such a bombing, the kid ran away with the Sharpshooter Company 4. You can't catch him, so go back and deliver the piglets."

No. 5, are you a repeater... Chen Shanming looked helpless.

He turned his head and looked at Miao Lang, who was silent, looking at his nose and mouth, and was furious. He growled:"What are you doing? It's all your fault. Find them immediately, or you can go back and deliver the piglets."