Even if you are a division commander, you don't have the right to choose the missions; the missions choose you.
In the gloomy sky, Gao Dan frowned slightly, but quickly got to work. With a chop to the neck, the sleeping person passed out. Then he changed the clothes, and after changing, he smeared mud on the face, neck, and any visible flesh with black paint.
After hiding the person, it was already broad daylight, and there were more and more people outside the small village, all of them villagers.
Gao Dan immediately crawled under the washboard, wrapping himself in the stinking, tattered coat. A short while later, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman with a very unpleasant expression walked out, muttering curses.
"Even if I raised a pig for half a year, I could still make a profit...blah blah blah."
The woman walked up to the washboard, and unceremoniously placed the bowl of food—which was barely better than pig slop—on it, then kicked the sleeping person beneath it several times with force.
"Get up and eat! Once you're done eating, get out of here and don't linger under my nose. You'd better die out there!"
The woman seemed to have vented her anger after kicking the man a few times before turning around and going back into the house.
At this moment, a long arm reached out and steadily took the bowl of food off the washboard. When Gao Dan saw the dark, filthy clumps inside that were completely unrecognizable, his lips twitched a few times before he put the bowl back in its place.
I can tolerate clothes that smell awful, but I would never eat these dangerous things. Who knows if there's anything inedible in them? Who would be responsible if something went wrong?
Besides, in the past, Commander Gao wouldn't have been so disgusted. He's even eaten real pig feed before. But over the past year, his tastes have been spoiled by his young wife.
As more people gathered in the village, the figure under the washboard got up and then walked out of the yard, hunched over.
Unless you look at it up close, you would never be able to tell that it's a different person.
Their shapes, figures, and walking postures are almost identical.
After walking for a while, they heard a woman scream not far ahead, yelling, "You pervert, you bastard, you stole my underwear again! I'll beat you to death today!"
Then came a male voice: "Hahaha, bellyband, underwear, smells so good..."
The man paid no attention to the woman's angry shouts, screams, and chasing; instead, he laughed loudly, pretending to wave the woman's underwear in his hand as he laughed.
Yes, that's right. This 'rogue who steals women's underwear' is none other than our Instructor Zhao, now fully disguised.
Haha, that's quite a convincing act, much better than some celebrities' performances.
A crowd quickly gathered around. Almost everyone in the village was used to this scene, so they weren't shocked. They just treated it as a joke, and no one went to help the woman.
Upon seeing this scene, Gao Dan's eyes darkened instantly. He then rushed into the crowd, reached out to hug the woman, and said in a silly tone, "Hugging my wife, hugging my wife..." as if he was about to drool.
"My God, what's with these two lunatics together today?"
"Aaaaah, you lunatic! Who gave you permission to hug me? Bro, bro, this lunatic is hugging me..."
"Damn it, how dare you molest my sister! I'll beat you to death!" the man said, rolling up his sleeves and stepping forward.
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