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Chapter 45

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After the smoke dissipated, a head popped out of the hole. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be our pig trotter, Tangleh.

Tangleh poked his head out and looked around. Although the training NY soldiers were all over the ground, no one seemed to be injured.

Phew … That scared me to death. Tangleh let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he grabbed the NY soldier who was practicing throwing grenades and slapped him 20 times in the face.

Tangleh cursed as he slapped him. You bastard, are you crazy? Why did you throw a bomb at my feet? If you want to commit suicide, say it earlier. Don't drag me down with you. The NY soldier who was slapped by Tangleh had a swollen face like a pumpkin. He stood there silently.

Tangleh felt a faint pain on the back of his hand after slapping him. It was his first time hitting someone. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to be too harsh. He was afraid that those monkeys were from the same hometown. That would be troublesome.

If he was too harsh, they would bear a grudge and turn around to shoot Tangleh the next time they trained. That would be fun. What's your name? Out of Tangleh's expectations. The NY soldier who was slapped replied with an irrelevant answer. Sir, how do you speak CF?

Faced with the other party's question, Tangleh was stunned. He was too angry just now and revealed his mother tongue. But the words had already left his mouth. He couldn't take them back. So he said calmly, "I'm a genius. I'm different from the average American. I was born to speak CF." Do you have a problem with that?

The Y soldier was stunned and didn't dare to speak again. You haven't answered the question I asked you just now? What's your name?

Perhaps it was because he was scared by Tangleh, the NY soldier spoke in a low voice. My, my name is Huang Tao. Okay, brother Huang Tao, what happened to you just now?

The NY soldier named Huang Tao seemed to be very excited after hearing Tangleh's words. Sir, you don't have to call me that. If you call me that, I'll be very embarrassed!

You still have the face to say that? You know how to be embarrassed? If you're embarrassed, why did you throw the bomb at my feet? You want me to see God! Tangleh practically stuck his head into the man's ear and scolded him. "Sir, that's not what I meant." If that's not what you mean, then what do you mean? What are you trying to do?

Huang Tao lowered her head and stammered. I … I'm hungry.

I'm hungry. I want to eat.

Tangleh was so angry that he fell into the pit.

You brat, why didn't you f * cking tell me earlier that you were hungry? You played with me like this and almost killed me. Didn't you have lunch?

I've eaten, how can I be hungry after eating? Could it be that you have a big appetite?

No, sir. Our boss only gave us rice balls and vegetables. He also set a daily quota of rice balls: four in the morning, five in the afternoon, and three in the evening. The dishes we ate were vegetable soup. There was no oil in the vegetable soup, so we got hungry very quickly. Sir, I'm really sorry about what happened just now. As long as you don't shoot me, you can hit me all you want. Huang Tao squatted on the ground with his hands on his head.

Tangleh didn't make a move. He just stood there dumbly. Just because he didn't make a move didn't mean he was easy to talk to. He was just shocked by the other party's words. He thought of three words.

Drinking the blood of soldiers!

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