Generally, the training base of the army does not allow unrelated people to intervene. If it is a family member of the army, there will be a specially allocated house to provide board and lodging. But the sniper battalion is obviously an exception. Major General Feng is in charge here. Now the Qu family outside is looking for the murderer of Qu Li all over the world like a mad dog. There is no place safer and more hidden than the sniper battalion.

After experiencing the incident of sharing a room last night and delivering meals in person at noon, curiosity about the boss's residence in the entire camp has reached an unprecedented height.

"Report to the boss, I want to ask for leave to go down the mountain to replenish supplies."

"Report to the boss, there is a call from the front hall saying that we want to send people to participate in the big competition."

"Report to the boss, the fourth battalion of the training ground in the afternoon wants to apply for a change of position."

...

For a continuous noon time, less than two minutes after getting up and sitting down to eat, the outside has already made multiple reports in batches and in turn. Usually when the sky is falling, I don't dare to come forward, but now I can't wait to report trivial matters in half.

But no matter how much I looked left and right, the door of the wooden house was closed tightly, and no sound could be heard, and then a new round of hell-style drills began in the afternoon.

Although Qin Qing has a bit of a naughty taste and likes to watch theatre, in order to prevent someone from disabling the soldiers under his hands, he chose to open the door for a stroll in the evening.

At that time, Mingjin was withdrawing troops, and the training was over, and all the elites stood with their hands and feet gritting their teeth, not daring to move, for fear that the cold-faced Yan in front of them would disagree with each other and start training again.

The air on the mountain was clear, and the red clouds all over the sky were a bit more gorgeous than those in the city. The figure walking out from the corner was thin and slender, and it stood out in a group of camps full of males.

The girl was wearing a simple cotton and linen dress in a traditional retro style, only delicate flowers were embroidered on the skirt, layer upon layer faintly visible as she walked. Hongxia fell on her long hair that was loosely tied behind her head, revealing her white and slender swan neck. The delicate face like a splashed ink painting was covered with a layer of gold powder, and her red lips were dotted. It was shockingly beautiful even without makeup .

As soon as such a beautiful look appeared, all the people in the first battalion were dumbfounded. It was rare that they couldn't even hear the orders of their own battalion commander above, until a male voice not far away said coldly: "Look one more time. Hour."

three hours? !

There was a sudden shock, and everyone pressed their heads down in unison, no matter how beautiful a beautiful woman is, her life doesn't matter.

But the boss of the family blatantly defended his personal revenge, and it was obvious that this beautiful woman was the one who was kept in the golden house.

Someone pressed his head and sneaked over from the corner of his eye, and saw Major General Feng, who rarely left the training ground, strode up to the girl's side. People are gone.

The man stared straight at the two hands holding each other, plopped his legs limply and sat on the ground with a look of seeing a ghost on his face.

With such an appearance, the entire camp immediately exploded, and the most guessed result was: the new little beauty is Major General Feng's younger sister.

"I knew that the boss is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he is so nice to his family. He brought Miss Feng Yue here a few years ago, and this time he brought another one. He looks so weak, he probably came to exercise again. muscular."

With Feng Yue as a lesson learned from the past, coupled with Major General Feng's many years of self-discipline, this inference can be said to be well-founded, and many people secretly speculated who was lucky enough to be assigned the task of training little beauties.

The dining hall, which has always been filled with the sound of gobbling, was extremely noisy today, and the soldiers from several different camps even started arguing.

"Hey, Battalion Commander, don't we really want to fight for it together?" The only quiet table in the hustle and bustle was the place of the Third Battalion. A wife, a full man does not know how hungry a man is hungry, but we are still single. Our third battalion is the strongest, as long as you open your mouth, there will be nothing impossible, so you can do it, and help brothers solve life problems .”

Hearing the whispers in his ear, Shi Yuan, the commander of the third battalion, glanced at him sideways, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm helping you if I don't do anything. If you don't believe me, make a bet, the boss will not do it this time." will let people out."

As he said that, a coin was thrown from his hand and landed on the table with a bang.

"I don't believe it." The man gritted his teeth and slapped a coin to show his determination not to give up.

When Qin Qing returned to the door in the evening, he had already received no less than ten letters of recommendation, all of which were speeches from various battalions explaining their own strength and welcoming recruits into the team.

This group of special soldiers who have been training in a closed base all year round often write letters home, so the handwriting is very neat and smooth, and the content is also horizontal and vertical. It doesn't look like a love letter to hook up with a girl, but a meeting report.

When Feng Yan came back with the meal, he saw the girl holding the letter written by another man and smiling happily, her face darkened immediately, and she sat on the other side from a distance and stared at her, "Eat."

Qin Qing knew that a man would not read the contents of the letter without his permission, so he thought of teasing, so that he could put the letters one by one on the table at his leisure, and took it as if nothing had happened. The tray quietly began to eat.

During this period, Feng Yan looked at the envelope several times intentionally or unintentionally with a paralyzed face, and the more he looked at the air-conditioning in the room, the more obvious it was.

"I heard that even a fly has to be checked here, so you just take me wandering around in the camp, is that okay?" Qin Qing wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and then spoke slowly.

"Here, you can go anywhere you want." Feng Yan stood up and packed the tray, ready to wash it in the sink.

Suddenly I heard Qin Qing answer, "You let me familiarize myself with the environment here, there is no limit at all, are you leaving me here when you are preparing to deal with the Min Yun Gang?"

Perhaps he has had this plan since a long time ago.

"..." Feng Yan turned his head and just looked at her quietly, obviously acquiescing to her guess.

Qin Qing didn't turn his face against such a domineering and arbitrary plan. She just put her hand on the ten or so letters, tapped her fingertips, and said with a hint: "Leave me here alone, you will really Are you at ease?"

This is a monk temple, and most of them are decent young people. With a little girl like her left here, can the jealous Major General really feel at ease?

The answer is naturally no.

But, "It's too dangerous there." Feng Yan had no expression on his face, and his cold tone was so rigid that there was no room for turning around. Maybe he realized that his tone was too tough, so he paused and added: "It's not suitable for you to show up now."

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