Yang Jing looked at the soldiers in the field and said with a loud bang: "You have worked very hard in training, and I see them all. In order to commend you, I decided to reward each of you an inflatable wife.

After disbanding, go to the battalion headquarters to collect it by yourself."

"Long live the battalion commander, long live the battalion commander, long live the battalion commander!"

Everyone raised their arms again and shouted, "They are they training hard, but they are just waiting for this moment."

During this period, every night, I could hear the pleasure of the guards placing the animals. They were so hungry that they drooled and wanted to steal the inflatable wives of the guys to use them.

...

Just as Yang Jing was inspecting the Huben Camp and holding a commendation meeting, a young and beautiful woman walked slowly by a soldier and walked towards the Huben Camp training camp.

The woman is tall, wearing a pair of white high heels of several centimeters under her feet, and a beige lace hat casually worn on her head, which complements the beige lace dress on her body, making her look quite noble and wise as a celebrity.

"I finally saw the Hu Ben Camp again... No, I finally saw the legendary Hu Ben Camp. Such a mighty army is rare. No wonder I can gallop across the battlefield of Baoshan and make unparalleled war achievements..."

Song Jiayi was shocked by the momentum shown by the officers and soldiers of the Huben Camp on the training camp.

Immediately, she immediately picked up the camera that was leaning against her waist and walked to the officers and soldiers to take pictures.

The Huben Camp was full of old bachelors, and the soldiers of each company even hit the inflatable wife of the guard platoon soldiers. Suddenly, such a fashionable and beautiful woman appeared, and she was in an instant.

"Yo, look, what a pretty girl."

"How come this woman dressed as beautiful as the woman in the pictorial? Where did she come from?"

"Huh? She is photographing me, watching me pose in a more handsome pose."

"I heard from the brothers from the guard platoon that when we were in the Baoshan Police Force, the place our battalion commander liked to go the most was the kiln.

Could this girl be the sister kiln found by our battalion commander?”

"Taoduzi, although I have never visited the kiln, I have never eaten pork and had I seen pigs running? Where have you ever seen such a dignified, noble and elegant kiln sister?"

When these single wolf dogs in Huben Camp saw such a beautiful woman appear, their heads were slammed like the steering wheel of the car, and they looked at Song Jiayi secretly.

"Battery Commander, hurry up, look over there, what a beautiful girl, she is even better than the top courtesan in Yichunyuan, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..." On the high platform, Ma Tong swallowed his saliva, and the image of the guard platoon leader was completely thrown to the ground by him.

Seeing the woman holding a camera and taking photos, Yang Jing couldn't help but flicker her eyebrows, and then she got off the platform and walked towards her quickly.

"What are you doing? Ge Laozi, who allowed you to come here to take pictures randomly? I wonder if this is a military restricted area? Ah!" Yang Jing asked loudly in a not-kind tone, and his sharp eyes looked up and down at the young woman who suddenly arrived.

At the same time, he was also very confused. What did those guys on duty do for food, and they had to teach them a lesson later.

Your inflatable daughter-in-law is gone!

But the woman in front of her is indeed very beautiful.

It is more beautiful than the kiln sisters he has played with before. Of course, those kiln sisters are only in his memory, and they are all played with by the unlucky guy before.

Song Jiayi was not surprised when dealing with things, calmly put down the Leica camera in her hand, then looked at Yang Jing with a faint smile and said, "Captain Yang, no, Captain Yang, we are meeting again."

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked. Damn, there was no show anymore. It turned out that it was the battalion commander's old lover.

Yang Jing frowned and said, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"

Relax and lean!

Battalion Commander, why have you become stupid? Even if you don’t know this girl, you have to pretend to be cognitive.

Song Jiayi smiled slightly and said, "Betcaptain Yang is such a noble man who forgets things. You forgot that 20 days ago, in the battle of Xiaohuangzhuang in Wusong, you saved a woman under the gun of a Japanese soldier.

That woman is me!"

Yang Jing just now thought that this woman looked so familiar and seemed to have seen her somewhere. At first, she thought that the unlucky mistress came to her. At this time, after she reminded her, she immediately remembered her.

Before, because Song Jiayi was wearing an ordinary dress for ordinary people, her face was covered with dirt, and at that time, Yang Jing just wanted to escape from the battlefield quickly, and the two didn't talk much, so she was not very impressed by her.

After a pause, Song Jiayi continued, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Song Jiayi. I am a war correspondent. Today I came to interview Guiying.

This is my press certificate and a special pass issued by the War Zone Chief Department.”

After introducing his identity, Song Jiayi took out the press card and pass from her bag and handed it to Yang Jing.

Yang Jing looked like he was doing business, and picked up and checked all Song Jiayi's IDs one by one.

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, the identity of a reporter was too special and sensitive, and maybe he was a spy sent by other countries.

After carefully reading and confirming that Song Jiayi's press card and pass were fine, Yang Jing returned the certificate to her again.

Song Jiayi took the ID back into her bag, and then stretched out her delicate hand generously: "Captain Yang, the battle was in urgent need of the last time, and I had not had time to thank you for your life-saving grace. Today I am interviewing you, and I am also going to make a special trip to thank you for your life-saving grace."

Out of politeness and respect, Yang Jing took off the white gloves on his hand and shook hands and said hello to the other party.

His attitude towards Song Jiayi was not because the other party was a beauty.

It is because Song Jiayi is a female battlefield reporter who reports on the domestic war situation and needs to wander on the front line of the most intense battle for a long time, and is at risk of life at any time.

Last time I was in Xiaohuangzhuang, it was a good example.

A man like her who is as good as a man and dares to put life and death aside must have a patriotic passion, so Yang Jing respects her very much.

At this time, Rai's ear suddenly rushed over and said loudly: "Sister, why are you here?"

Yang Jing said in surprise: "Rait, is this Miss Song your sister?"

"Report to the battalion commander, this tigress is just a fake sister...Oh, ohh!..."

Before he finished speaking, he kept twisting his hand on his ears, turning it around like twisting the gear of the electric fan.

He was skillful in movements, without any delay, and obviously practiced countless times.

Everyone looked confused.

Is this beauty too terrible?

I was almost deceived by her beauty just now, and I was clearly a demon wearing an angel's appearance.

They couldn't help but sympathize with raking their ears. It was not easy for such a fierce sister to grow up like this.

"Ouch! Be gentle, be gentle, sister, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

Rake immediately begged for mercy loudly.

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