Dugu Xiang glanced at the entire special forces team with sharp and cold eyes, and his handsome and resolute face showed a calm and arrogant expression.
"Soldiers, today is aiming training to stop the gunmen. I hope that as a qualified soldier, you will strictly demand yourself and do your best to complete this training assessment."
As soon as the words were finished, all the soldiers immediately raised their hands and saluted Dugu Xiang with a standard military salute at a completely consistent speed. "Yes-"
Dugu Xiang nodded and glanced at Fan Dahai behind him.
This time, the blocking aiming training was mainly responsible for the training battalion commander of the special forces, and he only routinely reviewed the soldiers.
He turned around and walked towards the military district management office behind him.
The pine-branched green military uniform was worn on him, but inadvertently there was a hint of cold and lazy atmosphere.
He took steps and his steps were steady.
The knee-length combat boots stepped on the smooth floor and made a burst of crisp sounds.
Dugu Xiang slowly came to the office door.
"Hello, Chief!"
When the two little soldiers stationed outside the office door saw Dugu Xiang, they immediately stood up straight and gave a standard military salute.
"Um--"
Dugu Xiang nodded and walked in.
He walked to the desk and sat down, and he leaned on the back of the chair.
The slender fingertips gently tapped the tabletop.
There were knocks one after another.
He lowered his head slightly, and his furry eyelashes half-hide the emotions in his eyes.
In the office, the lights hanging from the ceiling were lit with a soft light and scattered on the desktop.
The light and dark emotions reflected on his evil face became increasingly elusive.
In my eyes, there was no trace of emotion.
Outside the window, there was a gray area.
At this moment, there were bursts of knocks outside the office door.
"Come in."
A cold voice rose and the door of the office was pushed open.
Fan Dahai walked in with steady steps, "Major General, what you asked me to do has been done."
As soon as the words came, the man who was originally sitting on the chair suddenly paused, knocked on the fingertips on the table and stopped in the air, slowly putting it away.
"Yeah—" Dugu Xiang nodded and said, "You go down."
"yes--"
Fan Dahai straightened his back, saluted, and then slowly retreated.
In the office, it returned to peace again.
Dugu Xiang sat up and took out his cell phone.
Raise your hand and slide your fingertips.
The ticking sound rose and slowly fell.
He clicked on the screen, and his deep and narrow ice eyes fell on the screen.
On the other side.
In the police station of W City.
Ye Kui supported her chin and casually browsed her Weibo.
Her clear black eyes blinked, and she looked at the message on Weibo, and a trace of fatigue flashed across her delicate little face.
It turns out that one thing is repeated every day.
What I spent was not just time, but more about her interests.
Now, she is getting more and more aware of Weibo, and has already replied to all the messages early.
mean……
In the next time, she will be an idle person.
ps: Life is very dull, I guess the turn will be a little bit later. Our major general is jealous of the illusory "male god". He is about to attack Ye Kui's computer and invade her cell phone. Is this really good?
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