[Soldier Assault] Doujin——Samsara

(110 two) sneak attack

After the two of them wiped out in twos and twos, they ran away. The cooking squad leader Lao Deng who came out to clean up squatted at Captain Yuan, who was squatting by the stove eating noodles, sighed, shook his head, and sympathized with the two just now. Bing, luck is really bad, tomorrow I have to climb 375 again.

After tidying up and coming in, Yuan Lang hadn't finished eating yet, so Lao Deng asked: Do you want to cook something, have you been hungry all day?

Dumplings, or noodles?

Hehe, Team Yuan, if you want dumplings, do you still feel wronged to eat these noodles? Really, if you let your soldiers eat dumplings, you will have to climb 375 when you turn back. If it was me, I would rather eat noodles.

Yuan Lang's eating speed was also astonishing, and when he looked back he said cheerfully to Lao Deng: "Then you can change it with them."

Hehe, I thought, but——

Yuan Lang cleaned the dishes, thanked him, patted Lao Deng on the shoulder, and slipped out of the kitchen. He remembered that this veteran also had a story.

Look at your wrist, it's time.

Qi Huan couldn't have slept, right? There is still no movement at the pumpkin building, can't he?

The night was dark and the wind was high, but there were dark shadows in the pumpkin field. The vigorous figures flickered outside the old building, disappearing in the dark window lattice almost without a sound.

Then, just as the soot was scattered between the fingers, the Pumpkin Building became a battlefield without gunpowder——

The battle ended quickly, at best only one-third of the pumpkins put up their final resistance, most of them were subdued in an instant, and some even became prisoners in their sleep.

The dark flower beds on the south side of the building are like two huge abysses. If the sleepy Jiang Ruidong knew where he was now, he would not dare to jump down even if he was killed——

Because, just when he dreamed that he was standing on the highest podium in the art world that everyone was looking forward to, he was abruptly grabbed out of the bed, which not only ruined his dream, but also tightly covered his mouth with one hand , let him almost suffocate.

Then, a few black shadows flashed in front of his eyes in a trance. He felt that he might be in a state of half asleep and half awake, so he had hallucinations, but in this free state, he was thrown out of the room. It is the soul that floats.

Then, it drifted back and forth involuntarily, until it was pushed onto the window sill and smashed directly towards the black hole—then, the sharp whistle pierced the silence of midnight.Butcher's voice is deafening, urgent assembly!

Urgent assembly, woo——urgent assembly!

The pumpkins, who were already used to tossing around, didn't show up until another young instructor with a major card came out from the shadows and laughed in a triumphant voice: "Pumpkins, if you encounter a sneak attack, you will be wiped out. It's a pity to talk about defending the country and completing the task, butcher instructor, prepare to deduct points.

I haven't warmed up yet, this group of stinky pumpkins is too careless. Comrade C3 threw two pumpkins in front of Qi Huan, complaining that he hadn't had enough fun yet.

Just be content with it, I'm responsible for those two who haven't woken up yet?

That is, Hoe, you said it was fun, so we came to accompany you. Unexpectedly, it was so boring.

When C2 heard that C3 was grabbing No. 9 and No. 15, he had two punches in a serious manner, but he dealt with these two by himself, and he still hasn't woken up yet. What a disappointment.

Major Wu scanned the now brightly lit building excitedly, hoping for an exception.Half of the pumpkins had already been thrown in front of the butcher, and they all glared at these dead old A who spoke viciously and acted more sinisterly.

Xu Yao should have no problem dealing with Chengcai, otherwise, why don't we help?

As soon as Lian Hu blurted out his words, Qi Huan immediately caught his eye. While scratching off the deducted points, the butcher turned to look at the planner of this operation, Master Wu.

The latter pretended to hold his chin in thought, and then replied: In theory, it should be fine, but he is not the best candidate.

When it comes to the best candidate, the dead and old A's all nodded at the same time. Of course, if you want to deal with success, Comrade Xu Wan is the best candidate.

Comrade Lian Hu's worry is justified, otherwise, why doesn't Chengcai appear at this time?

Just when the pumpkins on the ground were so angry and unable to fight back by the butcher, Xu Yao rushed down from the fifth floor and shouted: Be alert, number 40 is missing.

What?At the same time that Comrade Wu Zhe was being hit, the dead old A's also came to their spirits, and the fun finally came.

Qi Huan just finished scoring the score book, raised his head and gave another blow: three pumpkins short, 39, 40, and 28.

No way, it's okay to be a talent, 39 and 28?