[Soldier Assault] Doujin——Samsara

(120 two) bored

Chen Jin suddenly realized that he had lost his composure. He forgot to keep a distance from the pumpkin, but the fact is that even if the guy in front of him quarreled, he could easily eliminate the original horizontal gap, and Shen's goal had undoubtedly been achieved.

Oh... sniper competition... Shen Yixing can finally go to bed with a smile on his face.

In the middle of the night, Chengcai suddenly woke up. He dreamed that he became another person, arguing with a dead old A.

It is said that dreams are connected. Could it be that he entered that person's dream.Or, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night, he was worried about that guy.

He smiled, don't worry, people are the most complicated animals, that guy Shen Yixing, he doesn't know how strong his heart is under his weak appearance.

Only when he got off the plane did he realize that he had really come to a place where top talents gather.

From the moment he stepped on the tarmac, Chengcai suddenly began to miss Yuan Lang's smirk and Qi Huan's coffin face.

He was carrying a transport plane from the military region, and took off again without him.

On the empty lawn, there were only spiraling winds left. Cheng Cai's order was to wait for a few players from the foreign military regions, and they would come to pick them up together.

Bored, I could only take out the newly received diaper and wipe it. Once I wiped it, I forgot the time.

When he finally sensed that something was wrong, the sky was already pale, and he took out the order that he hadn't read carefully, and Cheng Cai couldn't help cursing fiercely: You rotten person.

There is no description, only time, and coordinates.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Chengcai's head, he had wasted 4 hours, if he was late because of abandoning the match---Yuan Lang would definitely tear him apart.

The wilderness in the northwest gradually emerged in front of my eyes, desolate and aimless, with few reference objects.What's even more frightening is that there is no map at all, so you can only rely on intuition.

It seems that the examiner and the fox are united to eliminate all the contestants. There is no time to think about it. Chengcai looks at the time. To be specific, there are only three hours, 26 minutes and 58 seconds left. It is an impossible task. I hope to run wildly On the way, there will be no more surprises, that is really a miracle of God.

The only thing that can overcome the impossible is the purity of breathing in the mind.

Shen Yixing can only hear the purity of breathing now.

A month flies by.

After being imprisoned by Chen Jin for three days, what Pumpkin No. 39 felt was the joy of the winner.

Day after day of boring training, it seems that everything around has turned into gray cement, dry, stiff and simple.

The midday report of the five pumpkins, from full of complaints to silence, seems to have gotten used to the quiet time.

Student Shen suddenly asked nonchalantly: Everyone, the life we ​​live today is even more tasteless than boiled water. How about it? Let’s have some fun by ourselves. The inexplicable pumpkins stared at this guy’s back, staring at him. Noncommittal.

From midnight that night, Pumpkin Gate began to understand the meaning of that sentence.

When the sky was silent, five new pumpkins jumped out of the bed, put on their equipment reflexively, and jumped out of the window.

This has almost become the new recruits' regulations, and the emergency assembly time is the shortest.At the same time, the dead old A of the whole building has already stood on the playground ahead of the pumpkins.

Strangely, for nearly half an hour, the night seemed to freeze around.No one paid them any attention.

The captain of the Fifth Squadron, who stayed at the base on duty, just came back last night and was dragged to drink by Chen Jin. Both of them belonged to the category of not drinking too much and being stubborn. Not long after they fell down, they heard the sound of the assembly whistle and got dressed habitually. gather.

After being blown by the night wind for a long time, Wang Jiangang sobered up.Turning around and looking at the soldiers standing upright for a full 2 ​​minutes, I asked myself the squadron leader: I have a mission...

The 32 pairs of eyes of the Fifth Squadron stared blankly at Wang Jiangang, and their blank eyes told their captain—they also had a bunch of question marks in their minds?

Wang Jiangang turned his head and found the off-road vehicle he drove back yesterday. When he walked over to touch the walkie-talkie, Chen Jin, who was covered in water, ran down the stairs and shouted loudly: What's the matter, fifth brother?

Just as Wang Jiangang was about to ask back, the piercing whistle began to sing endlessly——Now, Chen Jin’s head was shaken by the cold wind, and he was completely awake, and he felt something was wrong——

The two exchanged glances, Chen Laohei went straight to the office building of the brigade, while Wang Jiangang asked a few words into the walkie-talkie to make sure that the railway was not in the brigade, and then loudly said to the dead old A of the brigade: Attention, all disbanded!