A week later, the sea training ground has changed drastically. Geili Literature Network
"Quick, run."
"Zhang Chong, haven't you eaten yet? Speed up your meal."
Liu Xiaoshan's roar kept coming.
On the beach, shirtless Zhang Chong, Zheng Tian and others were carrying logs and running forward under the wash of sea water. Sweat was dripping down. Behind them was a row of deep footprints.
Swish, swish, swish.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Liu Xiaoshan turned around and looked at Deng Jiuguang, who was approaching, "Old Deng, that girl Wuyun, you don't want to practice anymore?"
"She's practicing holding the gun."
Liu Xiaoshan nodded, "Do you think the God of Death still remembers us here?"
In the beginning, the four of them worked together to build this dilapidated sea training ground and clean up Zhang Chong's bull. Although that period was still painful, it was very enjoyable. Now that the training ground is built, he always feels
It seems like something is missing.
Deng Jiuguang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "That kind of person do you think the God of Death is? It's just that he is busy now. Deputy Commander of the Military Region, he has many things to do and doesn't have that much free time."
"That's right." Liu Xiaoshan patted his head.
"Why, that sounds like you have a strong opinion against me."
Hearing the sound, Liu Xiaoshan and Deng Jiuguang turned around and looked at He Zhenzhong who was walking over with the hermit. Their expressions immediately brightened, they stood up straight and saluted, "Hello, Chief."
He Zhenzhong raised his hand, returned the military salute, and said with a smile: "Okay, just be casual."
"yes."
This week, he was indeed very busy. He sent off the Wolf Warrior Squadron led by Long Xiaoyun and summarized a series of things that happened in Vietnam.