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"Ah owe!"
Xia Jinyuan sneezed again, blowing out the tissue stuffed in his nose. He was quick to grab the tissue and stuff it back into his nose. He turned around and said to G3, "A full man doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man. Brother, I am full of hostility towards married men. To avoid hurting our friendship, please stay away from my sight immediately."
At first G3 didn't understand the deeper meaning, and when he reacted he burst into laughter.
"How about rolling in the mud with them to burn off some energy? Youth is full of vigor, youth is full of vigor." As a comrade-in-arms, G3 believes that he still cares about their captain. Young people have too much energy and may hurt their bodies if they are not careful. Look, there is a ready-made example before him.
A full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man, hahaha. Looking at the young captain sitting in the front row, with his whole body sitting on the seat pillow, one foot across the door and the other foot bent on the passenger seat, hahaha...why does he want to laugh so much?
The two of them were riding on a mountain bike. The weather in the mountains dried up early. Although the sun was shining brightly at around three in the afternoon, Xia Jinyuan drove the mountain bike under the shade of a tree. His head was in the shade and the mountain breeze was blowing on his body. So he was not exposed to the sun and there were gusts of cool breeze.
G3, who was sitting in the back seat, laughed so hard that he fell backwards. Xia Jinyuan, who was sitting in the front seat, turned his head and glanced at the guy who had no comradeship. He crossed his long legs over the handlebars of the mountain bike and shook his legs in a rogue manner, "As the deputy captain, shouldn't you go down and give them some guidance?"
Even if Xia Jinyuan, who has long arms and legs, sits in a spacious mountain bike, he has no place to stretch his limbs, so he has to curl up. Therefore, every time the bike stops, he will climb onto the seat, so that his limbs can be comfortable.
He felt comfortable, but the special forces who were training in the mud pit while holding logs and yelling loudly were not comfortable, especially when they saw the two captains of the first team and the second team sitting in the car and chatting, and even taking advantage of the cool air. They felt so depressed!
I feel like punching someone!!
How can you enjoy sitting in a car and enjoying the cool air so much?
"Captain, Captain, come here, the kitchen has freshly baked watermelons! The melon stems are still juicy, come and taste them to see if they are sweet!"
The special forces in training felt a wave of frustration, but before they could get over it, a second wave of frustration came: there was actually watermelon to eat!
They drank muddy water and the captain ate watermelon!
Several special forces soldiers were furious. What kind of a lousy captain was this? He hadn't been seen all year round, and now he finally showed up and dealt with them like the King of Hell. They really wanted to put him in a sack and beat him up.
"Are all of you ladies? Didn't you eat? Don't you have any strength? Hold them up, don't let me see you on my lap! Hold them up! Water cannon, water cannon!"
At the edge of the mud pit, T6 held a loudspeaker in his hand, his delicate baby face was no longer as gentle as usual, his eyebrows were as sharp as arrows, and he stared at the thirty special forces soldiers in the mud pit with murderous intent. Anyone who slacked off would not escape his eyes.
Next to him was V8 holding a high-pressure water cannon. They were like a human partner, cooperating perfectly in everything they did. T6 yelled "Water cannon", and V8 opened the raft door, and a column of water gushed out into the mud like a dragon.
They were not spraying at the mud, but at the special forces soldiers who were undergoing brutal training.
The water pressure was very high, and it hurt when it sprayed on my body. My physical energy was greatly consumed, and then being sprayed by the high-pressure water cannon made it even more difficult to lie down and then sit up holding the log. I couldn't sit up for several times, but even so, I still persisted and didn't give up.
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