At noon, Su Bei successfully escaped from this emergency after completing the task.
She originally participated in this operation and was supposed to have a series of follow-up tasks, but Bu Yirong took her away as soon as he appeared.
As soon as Su Bei got in the car, he fell back on his back and pressed his eyebrows tiredly.
The emergency work that lasted for three hours could not be relaxed in the middle, and the spirit was highly tense. Now that it was over and relaxed, the fatigue from the task and the sleepiness accumulated last night swept over him. As soon as Su Bei closed his eyes,
, I didn’t even have the strength to open my eyes.
"I'm telling you, your useless assessment is too tortuous, isn't it? I've never seen students participate in so many actual battles in succession."
After a long time, Su Bei remembered to complain.
"This time it was an accident. Those who can do more work." Bu Yirong told the truth.
Now, most of this group of students are capable of participating in actual combat.
People like Su Bei who have participated in actual combat were the first to consider this emergency.
But it was urgent enough that she was notified as soon as the decision was made, allowing her to quickly enter the battle without being fully prepared.
However, I didn't expect that Su Bei's degree of completion was so high. She attracted the attention of the opponent's snipers throughout the whole process. Her smooth operations showed her high professionalism, and she seemed to be qualified as a formal team member.
"How did it go?" Su Bei put down his hand and opened his eyes feebly, but spoke smoothly, "For this achievement, can you become an official team member earlier than Mo Shangyun?"
?"
Bu Yirong thought for a while and said with a smile: "I can consider conveying your thoughts to Captain Yan."
When Captain Yan was mentioned, Su Bei's face wrinkled up. She waved her hands without hope, "Forget it, he's a protector."
If he hadn't met Yan Tianxing in the Marine Corps, Su Bei would definitely not believe that there was something fishy between Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangjun.
Anyway, based on those few days of observation, Su Bei is 100% sure that if someone can become a formal team member in advance, Yan Tianxing will definitely try his best to make Mo Shangyun that one. If it is not possible for Mo Shangyun, then he will definitely make it available in advance.
The quota has been cancelled, bringing the people back into the ranks of the general public.
If there is no one else, people feel that the provocative scene should be given to their own daughter-in-law, but if it is given to someone else...ah! I will not be happy.
In this unconventional team, Su Bei seems to take it for granted that the captain provides such a small special treatment.
"You can think of it this way," Bu Yirong reassured, "If you have a 90% chance of staying, then Mo Shangyun only has an 80% chance."
"Don't mention it, I'm mentally balanced." Su Bei crossed his legs and suddenly became energetic, "But why am I not 100%? What's going on with the other 10% chance?"
"Uncertainties."
"Then it's impossible to deduct ten percent." Su Bei frowned unhappily.
Bu Yirong smiled and said: "Then I'll give you one point, ninety-one percent."
Su Bei nodded with satisfaction at first, but then she thought about it again. She raised her hand and knocked on the seat in front of her, and said coolly: "Are you treating me like a fool? I am your great hero."
"What would the great hero want to eat for lunch?" Bu Yirong drove around a corner and drove towards the small town.
Surrounded by desolate mountains, Su Bei took a glance, sat back firmly, and said without any hope: "Barbecue."
"OK."
Unexpectedly, Bu Yirong responded readily.
Transitioned?
Su Bei raised his eyebrows and said more aggressively: "Two more bottles of soju."
This reason was added because Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing, two childish people, drank some wine last night and sent messages to her, which made her angry when she stayed up late working alone. As soon as she thought about it, she couldn't bear it.
This happens again and again.
Of course, there is no hope.
Unexpectedly, Bu Yirong nodded again, "Okay."
Su Bei glanced at the back of the driver's head and frowned - Bu Yirong agreed so readily, which always made her feel uncomfortable.
So after thinking about it in his mind, Su Bei said: "But, during work... it's not good, right?"
"Then I won't drink." Bu Yirong followed her words and answered the question very neatly.
"cut."
Su Bei made a sound with disdain.
With a smile on his lips, Bu Yirong explained patiently: "Your mission is over, now is not the work period."
"Is it over?" Su Bei felt a little unreal.
She remembered that in her itinerary, the duty tasks for the next few days were all arranged.
"You will be questioned routinely in the next few days and will have no time to work."
Su Bei shrugged, expressing understanding.
If you kill someone during an operation and you are not an official special forces soldier, it is normal for you to be taken for questioning.
This kind of thing happens a lot in the Navy too.
After stretching, Su Bei thought for a moment and asked, "So you can eat and drink as much as you want?"
"almost."
Bu Yirong answered like this.
Su Bei closed his eyes contentedly.
However, after a while, Bu Yirong glanced at her in the rearview mirror and suddenly said: "Fasten your seat belt."
"No." Su Bei opened one eye and subconsciously thought of the pretentious Mo Shangyun, so he said seriously, "It has restricted my free soul."
"..."
Bu Yirong was stunned for a moment, feeling that the tone was unusually familiar. He thought about it and then smiled helplessly.
When these people mix together, they learn both the good and the bad, leaving nothing behind to remove the dross and retain the essence.
Okay, then I'll give you a chance to stretch your free soul.
Bu Yirong turned the steering wheel suddenly, and there was a dangerous corner ahead, but Bu Yirong had no intention of braking and slowing down. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he flew over with a lightning drift. Su, who was sitting in the back seat without any "restraints"
Bei, under such strong inertia, couldn't control his body for a moment. If he hadn't grabbed the doorknob in time, he would have been thrown away.
After a thrilling sprint around a corner, I finally returned to normal when I reached the straight line.
Su Bei stabilized his position, but was not angry at all.
After sitting back firmly, he said angrily: "Bu Yirong, you want to make money and kill people?!" (To be continued)