In the evening, when Qin Zhiyuan was about to take a rest, Geraldine walked in angrily dragging her big bear doll.
What's wrong? Sweetheart Qin Zhiyuan turned around with a smile.
Qin Zhiyuan is drawing a sketch of Christie's suspension system, which is for Pierce.
Girardine first threw the bear onto Qin Zhiyuan's bed, then came to Qin Zhiyuan's side, jumped up, and moved into Qin Zhiyuan's arms. He put his hands around Qin Zhiyuan's neck and leaned against Qin Zhiyuan's chest, still breathing.
Drumming: The two women, Misha and Su Mo, were chattering incessantly. I couldn’t sleep, so I came to see you.
Wow, such a little guy actually learned to complain
Qin Zhiyuan didn't know whether to express relief or helplessness, but listening to Geraldine's shallow and thin breathing, Qin Zhiyuan decided to take in the little guy for one night.
Good boy, you go to sleep first and come over when dad is done with his work. Qin Zhiyuan put Geraldine on the bed, covered her with a quilt thoughtfully, and then added two pieces of wood to the fireplace.
Qin Zhiyuan didn't need to heat the room too hot when he was alone, but it was different with Girardine. Children with poor health always had to heat the room a little hotter.
Just as I returned to my desk and picked up my pen, there was another gentle knock on the door.
Qin Zhiyuan went over and opened the door, and it was Misha in pajamas.
Gigi came over and seemed to have failed to take good care of Geraldine, which made Misha a little annoyed.
She was already asleep. Qin Zhiyuan nodded and had no intention of inviting Misha in to sit.
God, Jiji said she wanted to go to the bathroom, but I didn’t use the one in the room yet, so I felt something was wrong. I’m really sorry, Su Mo and I were a little excited tonight. Misha is sorry.
It's understandable. Okay, you and Su Mo have a good chat today and let Jiji sleep here. Qin Zhiyuan expressed his understanding.
Okay. I’ll trouble you then. Misha’s politeness and affectionate gaze made Qin Zhiyuan want to turn around and run away: And, thank you.
You're welcome, that's all as it should be. Qin Zhiyuan doesn't take credit.
Although Misha didn't say why he was grateful, Qin Zhiyuan could understand it accurately.
Well, Misha is now wearing a pajamas with a very low neckline, and the edges of her underwear are exposed on her chest. Qin Zhiyuan wanted to remind him that wearing underwear to sleep will affect the size of the child's future job. After all, he did not say
Exit. But thinking of the red cross birthmark that Michelle mentioned, Qin Zhiyuan's eyes couldn't help but wander there.
Misha smiled silently, and looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a more proud and gentle gaze.
Uh, it's too late, you should go to bed early. Qin Zhiyuan wants to retreat, and he will make a fool of himself if he doesn't retreat.
Let me show you that Misha seems to have made up her mind, the way she bites her lips is full of temptation, which makes Qin Zhiyuan feel a little dry in the mouth.
Misha gently pulled open some of her pajamas and showed Qin Zhiyuan the birthmark on her chest. It was really red and different from ordinary crosses. The cross on Misha's chest was closer to a square, with four corners very wide and a middle
Connected in an arc, it looks very similar to the military emblem of the Knights Templar.
Red cross. Against white skin. The red one is redder and the white one is whiter.
No, the white one is now rose red. It’s the kind of color that comes out of a Turkish bath after being steamed for half an hour.
And the degree of redness is gradually deepening.
Bang bang bang There was a coughing sound from the end of the corridor, it was Sandy.
Misha was like a frightened deer, covering up her pajamas in a panic. She turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Qin Zhiyuan was also embarrassed. He felt like he was caught in a secret meeting with his daughter in the middle of the night, or he had just reunited with the girl after more than ten years of separation.
For a moment, Qin Zhiyuan felt guilty for no reason, fearing that Michelle would come to him with the shotgun that couldn't fire to settle the score.
Fortunately, it was Sandy. Qin Zhiyuan was so thick-skinned, he smiled and nodded to Sandy, and then gently closed the door.
Turn around, caress your chest, breathe heavily
When he looked up, he saw Girardine with a look of contempt on his face.
Uh, sweetheart, you're not sleeping yet, so Qin Zhiyuan leaned over to please you.
You've only been away from Julie for a few hours and you can't hold it in anymore? Geraldine looked disgusted.
Baby, it's not what you see. Qin Zhiyuan is a little embarrassed. It's not a good experience to be despised by such a little guy.
Huh, a greedy man. Geraldine quickly got into bed and covered her head, her voice was a little muffled.
Okay, go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up.
Qin Zhiyuan could only comfort himself in this way.
In the early morning, before the sun rose, Qin Zhiyuan woke up habitually.
Geraldine was sleeping soundly. Even when she was sleeping, her little face was still wrinkled and twisted together, but her hands were tightly hugging Qin Zhiyuan's arm, and her back was leaning against Qin Zhiyuan. There was no gap between them, sleeping on Qin Zhiyuan's back.
In the arms of Zhiyuan.
What a weird little girl.
Qin Zhiyuan got up gently, put on the clean clothes placed beside the bed, and went out in high spirits.
Well, Qin Zhiyuan has never thought about how clean clothes appeared next to the bed. Since Misha became Qin Zhiyuan's life secretary, this has become a habit.
Chen Kangjian and his troops have already started training, and the training project is still infantry-tank coordination. There are now 25 tanks on Corsica. Except for the six tanks when they first arrived, the rest are all produced by Huagong.
Qin Zhiyuan occasionally has to pay attention to training today.
In the morning, infantry and tanks cooperated, in the afternoon tanks formed a group to train assault, and infantry trained individual combat projects. Chen Kangjian had a plan.
Make sure to train strong enemies, don't feel bad, repair it if it's worn out, it can't be replaced. Qin Zhiyuan is generous.
In order to keep these tanks running well, Qin Zhiyuan set up a repair station in Thunder Bluff. If the tanks malfunctioned, they could be repaired here. Under Qin Zhiyuan's deliberate training, there are now more than 100 tank crews in the first brigade.
Even if the size of the tank is doubled, the first brigade can also immediately form combat effectiveness.
This size is the strongest among the entire French army, including the British.
Qin Zhiyuan has accurate information. The British are also expanding their tank force. However, the British tanks are still stupid, big, thick and black, which are much inferior to the FT17. The British are studying new tanks, but they are still on paper and are only for distance testing.
It was a long time coming, but the French came from behind and now become the country with the most tanks in the world.
We need to form combat effectiveness as soon as possible. I have a hunch that we may be on the battlefield soon. We will try to train the tank crews needed by a regiment during this period, so that as long as we have people, we can immediately expand the scale of tanks. Qin Zhiyuan is ambitious.
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Don't worry, I've always worked shifts, so every extra one counts. Chen Kangjian is proud of himself.
Just as the two people were talking, sporadic gunshots suddenly occurred in the mountains in the distance.
It’s those damn extremists again. Chen Kangjian raised his telescope and observed for a long time, then jumped on the tank: Do you see it, on the mountainside at 60 degrees directly in front, aim, aim
Following Chen Kangjian's order, the tank slowly turned its turret and aimed at the location where the extremists appeared.
