Chapter 340 The Most Desperate Scene of the Year Just then, outside the dormitory building, Instructor Lei Kuan roared like thunder, his voice filled with boundless rage, making the windows of the entire building vibrate.
Wang Xiaoya and Zhou Zhihui, no longer caring about arguing with Qiao Lin, turned pale. Wang Xiaoya pulled Chen Xiaocao, who had just tied her shoelaces, and they joined the fleeing crowd.
Qiao Lin curled her lip in disdain at the retreating figures. She turned around and carefully examined her makeup in the stained, broken mirror.
Hmm, her lips are red enough, like a freshly ripened cherry, making you want to take a bite. The blush on her cheeks is just right, like a young girl's natural shyness. Perfect!
She looked at her "beautiful and charming" self in the mirror and gave a confident smile.
She, Qiao Lin, wanted to let that powerful man know that even in this dull, monotonous, and sweat-smelling military camp, there were phoenixes!
She wanted everyone to know who the true queen of Battalion Number Three was!
She contentedly grabbed her military cap and put it on her head, then leisurely picked up her belt, wrapped it around her waist, and walked out.
The entire Third Battalion was plunged into unprecedented chaos and turmoil.
The situation was even worse in the male soldiers' dormitory, with shouts, the sound of things falling to the ground, and hurried footsteps all mixed together, like a hornet's nest that had been stirred up.
"Zhang Kui, you son of a bitch! You took my pants!"
"Whose stinky socks went up in my hat?! I spit on them!"
"Stop pushing! The door's going to collapse! My back's hurting!"
Amidst the chaos, Gao Kai quickly dressed, swiftly dodging the people blocking the doorway, and was the first to rush out.
Jiang Yan woke up the instant the whistle blew, without the slightest panic. Every movement was as if it had been precisely calculated: dressing, folding the blanket, and fastening the belt were all done smoothly and effortlessly.
He walked out calmly. His gaze immediately fell in the direction of the female soldiers' dormitory building.
On the dark training ground, Qin Ye, dressed in a crisp training uniform, stood with his hands behind his back, like a silent sculpture.
He stood there, seemingly blending into the darkness behind him, with only his eyes gleaming with a wolf-like, chilling light in the dim light.
He coldly observed everything before him, listening to the various wails and howls coming from the dormitory building, without the slightest change in his expression.
Beside him, Lei Kuan held up a stopwatch, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, the veins on his forehead throbbing, and he kept cursing.
"A bunch of useless idiots! Even the pigs I raise are faster than them!"
"One minute! One minute! You always boast so much, but now you can't even dress properly! On the battlefield, you'll be sitting ducks!"
Amid Lei Kuan's roar, figures began to emerge from the darkness and run toward the center of the playground.
The appearance of the first figure caused Lei Kuan's cursing to pause for a moment.
It's Su An.
She ran slowly, even leisurely, breathing evenly and walking steadily, as if she were not participating in an emergency assembly but taking a morning stroll.
She ran to the center of the playground and stood about twenty meters away from Qin Ye, her posture upright and motionless.
Qin Ye's gaze swept across like a hawk's, and when it landed on that slender yet upright figure, a ripple, known only to himself, stirred in his unchanging eyes.
She truly is his wife.
He forced himself to look away, but his peripheral vision remained fixed on her.
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