"Finally...off work!" Franka breathed a sigh of relief. She was exhausted from watching videos all day long.
How should I put it, luckily the final three-team match was somewhat interesting, otherwise she would have had to make do by yawning and chewing gum all day long.
Razer timed the notes she took - she read the whole process carefully. According to this report, there may be some improvements in the training plan for the trainees led by her - it depends on what they will do.
I won't be knocked down by this knockout round.
The iron arm twisted his neck and made a crackling sound. It was a miracle that this strong man did not fall asleep after watching "children fighting" all day long.
Wait...look at Tie Jian's sleepy expression when he took off his sunglasses...maybe he had already prepared these sunglasses.
Walton looked at his watch. It was not too late.
I officially start work at nine o'clock in the morning, and it's not even nine o'clock yet.
"Gentlemen, please stay and arrange your work for tomorrow." Regardless of the wailing in the audience, Walton turned back to his secretary and asked:
"How long will it take to clean up the site?"
The secretary called up the different map scenes for today's battles for each team and replied: "Except for the renovated urban area, the site has basically been cleared. Due to time issues, the cleanup of the renovated urban area may have to be postponed until tomorrow."
"How long will it take to complete? I want to ensure that all equipment that can be recycled is recycled."
The secretary nodded slightly: "This is not difficult to solve. The equipment that can be recycled is nothing more than reinforcement equipment and interference equipment. Most traps are not recyclable."
Walton nodded slightly to express his understanding: "So all you need to do is dismantle the trap?"
"That's what it means."
Walton scanned the entire audience with his gaze.
"Franka?"
"I'm sorry, Boss, you know girls always have those days..." Franka refused with a smile. Okay, I understand.
"Razer?"
"I have other tasks tomorrow." Razer shook his head and refused. Well, it seems that Miss Top Student's task schedule is quite tight.
"Connor?"
"I'm already an old man, BOSS." Connor sighed, looking like he had lost his past. "The old man needs some rest."
Walton just rolled his eyes at him. How could any old man hit him three times with his bare hands?
"Excuse me, BOSS." The secretary interrupted.
"My subordinates think that since the trap cannot be recovered and is harmless, why not trigger it and then clean it up? It will be faster this way."
Walton's eyes lit up. "That makes sense."
"Iron arm!"
"...What?" Iron Arm seemed to be a little confused.
"The organization decided it was you. Go and step on all the traps of the trainee team tomorrow."
"Yes... wait, what?" Iron Arm was immediately frightened and woke up. "I'm going to step on it? The one from Team 7?"
"Yes. You are bigger and the most efficient." Walton smiled at him. "Don't worry, I will give you a day off tomorrow after you finish the work."
Iron Arm scratched his head: "But... BOSS, I will take my turn tomorrow."
"No compensatory time off." Walton refused directly.
"That's it, let's break up." Walton greeted. "Oh, by the way, Connor, you stay here for a while. You go and bring my gift to Team 7."
"BOSS, I told you that I am an old man..."
"It's just an errand. Older people should also shine for the progress of the organization and not accept refutation."
Walton got up and prepared to go home and cook noodles.
etc.
Aren’t Franca and Razer partners?
Aren’t the missions all set out together?
Walton suddenly felt cheated.
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The bus arrived at the base.
The second team decided to take the team to the medical area to see if the team members had any hidden injuries. They also waited for Archer to wash off the paint on his body before heading to the cafeteria together.
Team 5 decided to take a shower first.
Since none of the members of the seventh team had much physical damage, and considering the side effects of Jiang Yan's strengthening, they decided to eat first.
Originally, they decided to wait for Hank and let him deal with the paint on his body. Unexpectedly, Hank said that the range of the attack was relatively small, so they had no intention of changing clothes first, so Team 7 decided to go to dinner first.
So the three teams said goodbye - after the exchange in the car, everyone's relationship was no longer as tense as before.
Team 7 arrived at the canteen.
…
Unexpectedly, Connor was also in the cafeteria - but all the members of the seventh team reached a consensus silently: eating was important. So everyone put Connor aside first, filled up the dishes, and found a secluded place to sit down.
Seeing that no one in team seven was looking down on him, Connor waggled his tail and walked straight over to sit at the table.
Jiang Yan rolled his eyes. What a good boy, you are so angry that you dare to come here before we finish eating?
He swallowed the contents of his mouth with a sip of the drink, looked at Connor and asked directly:
"So, Connor, why doesn't our team have a signal jammer, and we don't have any intelligence related to the jammer?"
"Is there anything else you can... hiccup... explain?"
A hiccup made his speaking tone much weaker, but Jiang Yan's eyes were still sharp.
Others can only pretend not to hear - anyway, this is not the first time that Jiang Yan has done something like this to lower his status and ruin his image. His teammates are more or less accustomed to it.
As they ate, they looked up to see how Connor planned to explain.
The old boy spread his hands: "Don't the others also have the mobile fortress made by Hank and the anti-hook device? We think it is reasonable to appropriately weaken some of your equipment. Besides, we have given you self-produced equipment, right?
"
...What you said really makes a lot of sense.
Jiang Yan had nothing to say and could only express his protest by sucking the drink cup empty.
Connor was somewhat uncomfortable with his voice and continued: "And who would have thought that you would fight on multiple fronts?"
It seems that many people already know...Jiang Yanmoran.
This time it was very embarrassing.
Who doesn't know the importance of information on the battlefield? But he seemed stupid and didn't consider the problem of communication being interfered with. He only considered the damage to the equipment, so he asked Ai Nuoduo to get a headset.
No other preventive measures were taken.
"I'm going to quit fucking next time - let someone else come up with the tactics." Jiang Yan lowered his head silently.
"I've always been too arrogant...I'm sorry."
Connor patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you did quite well this time. There was no big problem except that the car almost rolled over."
"If you can't speak, don't open your mouth. No one will think you are mute." Jiang Yan picked up the drink cup again and stopped his hand in mid-air.
Already finished drinking.
He was about to get up and get another drink when a hand was handed over to him - holding a drink in his hand.
Aier, this girl, took advantage of her tradition of being absolutely wasteful when eating at a buffet and took two cups.
"Wohe, make up for it, tie it up..." She still had something stuffed in her mouth, so she couldn't speak clearly. It was Jessica who took the cup from her hand and placed it in front of Jiang Yan.
"She said... I can't drink it, please help me drink some." Jessica smiled softly, "But I guess what she actually meant was... thank you."
What, how did you see this... Jiang Yan looked up and saw that Ai'er was blushing a little, but she didn't refute. Could it be true?
"She may mean that two people can do it if one person can't drink it. So if one person can't do the tactics well, next time everyone can do it together." Nate said with a smile.
"Don't say that the tactics are your fault, Jiang Yan. We have already discussed this issue. Everyone is responsible for the mistakes. Don't say that we won't formulate tactics next time. We all trust you. You did it."
very good."
"It will be fine if we correct it together next time."
Everyone agreed with this opinion, and even Ai'er, who was still arrogant, nodded slightly.
Jiang Yan scratched his head in embarrassment. It turned out to be such an embarrassing thing to be surrounded by a group of people saying nice things.
"...I still wonder how you can understand so many things from a cup of Coke."
Jiang Yan took the cup.
The six people raised their glasses to celebrate their victory today for the first time.
"So Aier, was your drink premeditated?" After the celebration, Jiang Yan decided to raise the question.
Aier shook her head directly.
"It's just that I want to drink."
As she spoke, she took a bite of French fries.
"But it's true that I can't drink it."
Sick... not feeling well
If there is a sudden interruption tomorrow, please be a little considerate.
Also, today, 9.18, mourn the victims, inherit the legacy of our ancestors, revive China, and defend China.