The villain in Prince's heart was still trembling. He had wanted to reach out and grab his roommate so that he could put in a good word for him. However, the moment he turned, he realized that they were so far apart.
F * ck, when did the friendship in the military become so fragile?!!
Qin Mo noticed his actions. He lifted the corner of his lips slowly. "The chief should have told you not to go to the forest in the future. Have you ever thought about why?"
Prince was confused. That's right, he wanted to know why his uncle would care about him going to the forest!
"You have a bright future." Qin Mo turned towards Bo Jiu. "Now, there's one more person to run with you."
Bo Jiu was still drinking the mineral water. Did the Almighty want a child?
Prince was starting to feel hopeless. He was a nouveau riche but now, he was going to die in the hands of the devil. Yet, every time he saw him, he would feel a sense of fear.
Bo Jiu was still deep in thought.
Qin Mo walked over, his gloved hand taking the mineral water from her hands.
Prince had expected to see the devil continue punishing people with a faint smile.
Unexpectedly, the devil didn't do anything. Instead, he raised his head and drank a mouthful of water.
When Qin Mo did this, the sunlight shone down on his face. The curve of his neck was elongated and his throat was glowing.
Qin Mo was probably the only person who could look so handsome while drinking water.
His action had successfully attracted the attention of the Hunter who was following him.
In that instant, he felt as though he was going blind.
After his boss finished drinking, he returned the mineral water. He seemed to be acting naturally.
Hunter remembered the times when they had trained together. Whenever they got too close to their boss, he would knock their heads.
Now, they were drinking from the same bottle.
Moreover, his boss had brought a glass with him.
His boss had gone over because he saw recruit No. 10 drinking water. He had even left his own glass at the side. Instead of drinking his premium Pu 'er, he had gone to drink a cold mineral water. Was it just for an indirect kiss?
F * ck!!!
Why did he have to be so smart at such a time?
Hunter hugged his head. When their boss was in a relationship, he really didn't care about the feelings of single dogs like them!!!
Prince, who was standing at the side, frowned. Wasn't the devil's actions a little too intimate?
Two people drinking a bottle of mineral water?
Because they are cousins?
Prince wanted to run away immediately. After all, the devil had glanced at him after drinking the water.
But before he could take a step, he heard the voice from the other side again, "Still have tinnitus?"
Prince was shocked. Even the devil could speak in such a tone?
Bo Jiu took the mineral water and shook her head. She glanced at the bottle in her hand. Did the Almighty finish it? What will she drink later?
"I'll bring you some water later." Qin Mo tapped her wrist. "Continue running."
Bo Jiu felt that the moment she looked at his hands, she would be reminded of what had happened last night. She couldn't help blushing, but she couldn't help smiling.
Qin Mo had already left.
On the other side, Bo Jiu couldn't suppress her laughter.
Prince ran towards his roommate. "F * ck, your brother treats you well, he even gave you water. But he punished you and then gave you water. What's going on?"
Bo Jiu tilted her face and ran over. She was extremely handsome. She asked slowly, "You haven't been in a relationship before, right?"
Prince had entered the military at a young age and had trained his muscles. He really hadn't been in a relationship before.
But why did she look at him as though he was a senior telling her something?
"Forget it, a single person like you wouldn't understand." The youngster whistled and continued running. There was a hint of laughter in her voice.
Prince: … What's the meaning of being ridiculed for no reason?!
Because of what had happened last night.
There would definitely be a lot of meetings.
Other than that, the training for the new recruits had added jungle training.
Moreover, each of them was wearing a Bluetooth headset, which could not be taken off during normal training.
They would roll out of the mud and swiftly pass through the obstacles. They would use their fastest speed to shoot at the moving animals.
Under the aerial view of the military plane, the green army beneath their feet could be seen.
When the troops were tired, they would sing military songs.
Even though their faces were stained with mud, when they sang, everyone's voices were very strong.
Soldiers didn't know how to entertain themselves. However, being at the border meant that there were limited entertainment options. They couldn't communicate. Even if they made a call, they would only do so during festivals.
The more important the mission, the more they couldn't contact their families.
In the past, Bo Jiu and these people were separated by a layer of fog. Regardless of how her pet had told her when she was young, she had only vaguely understood.
After interacting with them, she finally understood where his self-control and resistance to pressure came from.
These soldiers belonged to him.
When he wasn't on a mission, he was in charge of their training.
When they were on a mission, he carried their lives on his shoulders.
Looking at the slender figure standing in the middle of the distance, he turned his head to light a cigarette. Occasionally, he would sing a line or two with the soldiers beside him. He still looked noble, but he would joke with his subordinates. When his thin lips curled up, the crimson leaves fell on his military uniform. Yet, he could suppress all the colors.
Bo Jiu lowered her head.
Sh * t, she was done for.
She was starting to like the Almighty more and more. What should she do?
Prince didn't understand why his dorm mate had lowered her head halfway through the song. "What's wrong?"
"I'm afraid I'll be impulsive so I'm suppressing it." Bo Jiu turned her head. She was seated, placing her hands on her knees lazily.
Prince was confused. "Impulsive?"
"I want my family," Bo Jiu replied mischievously.
Prince was scared out of his wits. Was this child's brain damaged from the explosion in the forest?!
"It's a pity," Bo Jiu muttered. "Of all the occasions."
Prince looked at her gaze and thought that she was talking about him. His expression was one of shock. "You … don't tell me you've fallen for me? If that's the case, I'll be honest with you. I've been straight my entire life. Goddess * * *, in order not to feel awkward during missions in the future, you better give up, okay? "
Bo Jiu arched a brow and glanced at him. "Who gave you that confidence?"
"Who are you referring to? F * ck, it's worse if it's someone else. " Prince lowered his voice, afraid that he would affect the singing. He reached out and pointed. "Everyone here is a guy. You said you want your family? F * ck, you said you want your family. F * ck, you said you miss your family. Let me tell you, if it's me, I can help you hide it. If it's someone else, you'd better give up. If your brother finds out, he'll definitely break your legs. Let me tell you! "
As the captain of the small team, Hunter would definitely be standing at the side.
It was inevitable that he would hear Prince's words. He couldn't help but look up at the sky.
He didn't know if No. 10 would get his legs broken by his boss.
But he was sure that his boss would definitely break his legs.
Child, didn't you notice that when you were whispering to No. 10, your boss's gaze swept past you a few times?
He felt a chill down his spine as he stood at the side.
How did Prince dare to get any closer?
Qin Mo's gaze swept over to them.
It seemed like his little friend had a good relationship with her roommate.
It was really good.
Qin Mo smiled.
The hunter felt a chill run down his spine as he witnessed the scene with his own eyes.
His boss's smile … was a little scary.
After the singing session, the doctor suggested a report in the morning in order to ease the anxiety of some of the new recruits. It was probably to let them play some games.
Physical games weren't something to be underestimated.
It was indeed a way to relieve stress. Moreover, there were rewards.
Everyone was eager to participate.
At this moment, there wasn't a hierarchy. They could be partners.
When Prince heard that there was a reward, he turned and asked Bo Jiu, "Do you want to form a team?"
"Yes." Bo Jiu was someone who had to get a reward.
From a certain perspective, it wasn't unreasonable for them to be able to chat so well.
The game was simple. Two people's legs were tied and there was a distance of 800 meters between them. The team that reached the other side first would dismantle the gun and reload the gun. The team that used the least time would be the winner.
Prince patted his chest. "I'm good at this."
"Dismantle the gun?" Bo Jiu arched a brow.
Prince was delighted. "I'm talking about jumping with one leg. Didn't I tell you that I'm good at everything? When we have holidays, I'll bring you to play online games. Then, you'll know that I'm better than most people in terms of gaming."
Bo Jiu arched a brow, replying slowly, "If you're on the other side, I'll play with you."
"Why?" Prince didn't understand.
When the youngster bent down, her black hair covered her fringe. Her long fingers caressed the rope, her tone indifferent. "That way, I can send you back to the blood pool."
Prince was a little slow before he understood what she meant. "Hey, we're teammates, don't you understand? Teammates should be …"
He didn't manage to say the word 'love'.
That familiar tall figure appeared again.
This time, Prince told himself not to hold it in. This was a game and he was having a normal conversation with his teammate.
That's right, hold it in.
Bo Jiu lowered her head, tying the rope around her legs.
Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of her. They were long and fair, with jade-like joints.
The hands hooked onto the other end of the rope. It was a beautiful knot, fast and orderly.
Bo Jiu glanced up. She saw Qin Mo bending down just like her. With the rope tied around her ankles, the distance between them wouldn't be far.
If her chin was just a little closer, she would be able to touch his black hair.
He smelled good, a unique tobacco scent.
Most importantly, because everyone was doing the same thing.
Therefore, even if they did this, no one would notice.
Of course, that was except for Prince, who couldn't describe his emotions.
If he was not mistaken, the Great Demon King had just taken the rope that belonged to him, right?
After Qin Mo was done tying his own, he turned and tied the ankle of the youngster who had paused. "We'll be in the same group."
It was a very light sentence, and the voice sounded very normal.
Bo Jiu glanced at her roommate. She felt that it was better to mention him. "Prince …"
"He's playing as well?" As Qin Mo spoke, he glanced in Prince's direction. There wasn't any emotion in between his brows. It was just an indifferent glance, and even the corners of his eyes were curved.
But the coldness in his eyes allowed Prince to understand the warning. He hurriedly expressed his stance, his tone sincere. "No, no, no, I'm not interested in such games!"
Qin Mo chuckled. He turned towards Bo Jiu. "Did you hear that?"
What else could Bo Jiu say? She couldn't understand why her roommate had changed so quickly.
Prince watched the two of them. His heart was thumping furiously. He was scared out of his wits.
He could still feel the lingering warmth of the devil.
He took another step back and turned towards his captain. "Who should I be in the same group?"
Hunter finally found a chance to talk to his subordinate. "Anyone is fine as long as it isn't No. 10."
With that, he reached out and patted Prince's shoulder.
Prince muttered, "You can't blame me. I just realized that the devil is obsessed with his brother."
Hunter: …
On the other side, the two of them were still stretching. It was a normal stretch but the Almighty's movements were much better than hers.
Bo Jiu glanced at him and suddenly felt that his height was a huge disadvantage.
"What is it?" Qin Mo seemed to have sensed her gaze as he tilted his head over.
Bo Jiu asked, "Do the troops sell milk?"
"Not at the moment," Qin Mo replied casually. "Do you think you're short?"
Bo Jiu smiled. "I'm not short."
"Based on the length of your legs, your speed won't be too fast." Qin Mo replied leisurely, "Short legs."
Bo Jiu: … She wanted to give the Almighty a beating. It was as though she could see their future. Novels were indeed lies. How could a sharp-tongued man improve after falling in love? How had the Almighty changed? He was still so arrogant that she wanted to challenge him.
"Don't pout." Qin Mo glanced at the youngster, his voice coming over again. "It makes me want to kiss you."
The sudden flirtation … Bo Jiu arched a brow. "Based on the length of your legs, kissing isn't convenient."
"12cm, the golden height for kissing. What's the inconvenience?" Qin Mo reached out to put on the wrist guard. He glanced up at her.
"It's probably because my legs are short." Bo Jiu handed her wrist over, a smile on her face. She realized that the Almighty was the one who had helped her put on everything she owned.
At this point, it seemed like something a boyfriend would do.
Qin Mo chuckled lightly as he helped the youngster put on the wrist guard.
They spoke softly. It was a rare moment of intimacy.
It was a pity it wasn't long, just a few sentences. The Almighty was too eye-catching. Even though they were wearing the same training uniform, many people still noticed him because of his face.
"Captain Qin is participating too?"
"It can't be? What's the point? Captain Qin will definitely win. "
"I thought Captain Qin didn't participate in such activities in the past?"
Cries of anguish rang out from all directions.
Bo Jiu glanced over, lowering her voice. "Brother Mo, why didn't you participate in such games in the past?"
"In the past?" Qin Mo stuffed a hand into his pocket. He stood tall, his voice unhurried. "I'm not with my girlfriend, why should I participate?"
What he meant was that he was participating this time to accompany his girlfriend … Bo Jiu paused, her face burning. She shook her ankle and glanced at the person beside her. In the end, she raised her hand to press the stray hair on her forehead. From the side, the youngster looked helplessly handsome. She exhaled deeply. "Brother Mo, I won't be able to control myself if you continue saying such things. Hurry and shut up."
Qin Mo laughed. He wanted to reach out to pinch her face, but when he realized there was someone beside him, he tightened his grip in his pocket.
The cries continued.
Someone walked over and said to Qin Mo, "Captain Qin, you aren't giving us any chance to win. Didn't you say that entertainment is the main priority? If you want to dismantle a gun, we can't be faster than you. "
Back then, Qin Mo's dismantling technique had been used as a video material in the military. A large number of people had learned how to dismantle a gun.
His speed had been the ultimate goal of training.
At that time, when they had seen those hands, there had only been one thought in their minds: That was too fast!
It was indeed fast. They didn't even have the energy to look at the pair of hands.
Until the dismantling was completed and the video froze … They lowered their heads instinctively to look at their hands. They suspected that the person in the video was a soldier. His hands should be playing the piano.
Now that they had seen this person, his face was harder to describe than his hands. Was the devil from the art team?
The more they understood him, the more they realized how amazing he was.
He was too amazing.
It wasn't because of his rank as a major general. It was because of the aura he exuded and his ability to command and fight on the spot.
There were many soldiers in their group who were conferred the title of the king of soldiers.
But in front of this person, they had all worn down some of the things they had brought from their original unit.
After seeing the devil, they understood one thing. In the future, there were two things they needed to do for overseas missions.
One, never forget that they were a soldier of China.
Two, never reveal their identity as a soldier of China.
Unless they had obtained permission from the higher-ups.
On this point, the entire operation team was very consistent.
Even though they were already in this unit, until now, they still didn't know what missions Captain Qin and the others had carried out.
This was the difference between overseas missions and domestic missions.
Perhaps after many years, when the events had passed for a long time, some of the heroes would gradually be known by people.
Even the sacrifice would be the same.
But there were still people who chose to carry out such missions.
The devil standing in front of them was such a person.
Many times, we thought we already knew all the heroes.
But in reality, the real heroes wouldn't even be announced …
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