However, he missed the current training ground, but he and Zhao Xiaoman are not the only two people, even if Zhao Xiaoman can't see him, there are a large number of people who can see it......
"No!
Platoon Bear, why are you so cowardly all of a sudden?
”Seeing that he didn't have the momentum to take the lead in battle, but cowered and hid in the corner, some soldiers couldn't help but laugh; His words drew laughter from a group of onlookers, and Kumamoto's face turned red, and he almost roared.Who would want to squat up if they could have a front bar?
Isn't it because the place just shot was too painful and affected my normal movement?
Although Kumamoto was angry in his heart, his keen senses caught the breath behind it was a little unusual......
Zhao Xiaoman cautiously groped in the direction of the soldiers' eyes, and when she reached the big oil barrel, she quickly went around and pointed her gun at the past......
At this moment, Kumamoto was already squatting in another oil drum, and at the same time as she made a big move, he also jumped out, and it was too late when Zhao Xiaoman found out!'
Bang!
’'Hmm!
’Zhao Xiaoman felt a pain in his left shoulder, but the fingers of his right hand pressed it when the pain came, and then covered his shoulder."
Oh~~" "Zhao Xiaoman, I have a grudge against you, right?"
Why do you hit the sores all the way back?
Yes?
”Kumamoto's tears of physical pain had stopped, but because she hit the sore tendons on his arm this time, he couldn't help but burst into tears."
What is this?
Is it a one-to-one draw?
”Seeing that they had all ceased fighting, the comrades-in-arms who were watching from the side who did not know the truth surrounded him one after another, and one of them was a soldier in Kumamoto's own platoon, and slapped him on the back: "Platoon commander, you can't do it either!"
With your level, you can also make the little medic hit......
The key people didn't cry at the little military doctor, but you were in tears......
"Where will the face of their platoon be put out?"
Kumamoto was angry, he wiped his tears and decided to let him experience his pain: "Come, you stand up." ”"What's wrong......
Oh......
Platoon commander, you don't bring such!
”The soldier was shot in the leg before he could react, his howl was no smaller than that of Tsuyoshi Kumamoto, and there were more tears than he shed......
"See?
Our little military doctor is in the shadows!
Pick people to beat them with sour tendons, we didn't cry when we were beaten into a sieve, it's just an empty bullet, you platoon commander I can't stand it?
Isn't it just a bet......
Little military doctor, you're too treacherous. ”Whispering thanks to his comrades-in-arms, Zhao Xiaoman rubbed his shoulders: "But who told us to make a bet who shed tears first?"
”It is precisely because he knows their iron-blooded nature that Zhao Xiaoman deliberately beat his sore muscles, otherwise let these soldiers who don't cry because of broken arms and short legs, or broken ribs......
Isn't this a dream?
Kumamoto just spoke, and then smiled: "Come on, come on, I'll admit defeat!"
Go ahead!
Let me do what?
”Do what?
Zhao Xiaoman tilted his head: "What will you do?"
”This asked Kumamoto Gang, and he scratched his head: "I'll have a lot, why don't I sing you a song?"
”......
"That's it!"
”Zhao Xiaoman looked disgusted, now many classic old songs have not come out, or because there is no reform and opening up, they are still circulating in a small area in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and these songs of Kumamoto Ganghui are really nothing in Zhao Xiaoman's opinion."
Hey!
What do you mean?
”Look down on him, right?
Kumamoto Gang deliberately pressed Zhao Xiaoman's left shoulder: "Brother sings to you, it's your glory......"