Shuoyu, a twice-transmigrated unlucky person, first traveled from modern society to a cultivation world. After cultivating for ten thousand years with great difficulty, he unexpectedly fell into th...
Shuo Yu looked at their leader's rare clean face, then looked down at Da Shan who was holding his right hand and grinning at him. Without saying a word, he touched his face and retreated behind their leader.
But he wanted to leave, but Zhang Lixian and the others disagreed, especially He Shuguang. After being untied, he felt that he had lost face because he was tied up, and he didn't want to end it like this. He was angry,
"Okay, let's go, let's all go. We don't have to stay here tomorrow. Let's go back to the division headquarters. Where is the face and safety? We have been bullied at home!"
"Stop!"
Zhang Lixian rushed over and pushed back several cannon fodders who were about to step out of their gate, blocking the door.
"Commander Long, you're not going to laugh and joke around, are you? Just thinking of taking your troops away like this?"
"Captain Zhang, do you have anything else to say?"
"It's nothing. Even if Captain Long wants to leave with your soldiers in such a swagger, he should ask us for our consent!" Zhang Lixian held the gun with a fierce expression on his face, looking at the dead.
"Oh, Commander!" Silasila was a little helpless. He faced the door with his eyes wide open and pretended to be surprised. Zhang Lixian was tricked into turning around, but was kicked on the butt by their regiment commander, who snatched his gun and switched the offense and defense.
The muzzle of the gun was now pointed at Zhang Lixian's chest, but he had dared to shoot just now, but he could not. He pointed the gun at Zhang Lixian, and the elite soldiers of Master Yu pointed their guns at their backs. Milong and others quickly turned around and pointed grenades at them. There was only a spark between dry wood and raging fire.
"You're the commander of the special forces battalion. Even if you're a trusted confidant, you're still just a battalion commander. I'm the commander of the cannon fodder regiment. Even if it's a cannon fodder regiment, I'm still the commander. Is this the insubordination? Is this what Division Yu's military discipline taught you, Captain Zhang?"
"My soldiers are not at fault. We won't fight today. We should rest today. Have a good rest. Captain Zhang, go back and see what's blocking your brain."
Zhang Lixian held the muzzle of the deadly dead gun with his hand and pointed it at his head.
"I'm determined to fight this, and I'll go to the detention room after it's over!"
Shuoyu felt that just as Xiaozui said, this guy might really have something wrong with his head.
Everyone turned their heads to look over, and then saw that Si La Si La suddenly put down his gun, stood at attention in a very serious posture, and shouted,
"Master!"