Chapter 392: The spirit of the king

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She raised her hand and held it tightly.
"Right yourself, sorry people, right your military uniform!"
The female soldiers underneath were all shouting in unison, and the sound was loud and sweet, yes, this is the slogan of their female group. At this time, they are not women, but a female soldier, one can be like a man. The female soldier who killed the enemy.
Not far away, a vague figure came in, maybe the sky was depressed at this time, or it might be because everyone's eyes could not help being freely followed by a thin layer of fog, and the person who moved from the south to the north moved away from the distance. Recently, from fuzzy to clear.
It was a man. A man in his thirties may be younger. His facial features are as deep and mysterious as those of Europeans and Americans. He also has the restrained beauty of the Orientals. He is neither fresh meat nor uncle, but His color is better than the face of fresh meat, it is a tough temperament, but it is also the shape of an uncle.
So handsome.
Good MAN.
Perhaps this is what these female soldiers said about the people at first glance.
The man came over, with his hands behind his back, a military uniform, his back was very straight, and he knew that this was a soldier who had been a soldier. Only a man who had a soldier had such a body. Soldier men have this kind of demeanor, and only men who have been soldiers have this kind of murderousness.
Yan Huan glanced at the man, and it happened that the man's eyes were also opposite her.
She looked away, and if there was no discipline, she would turn around and leave.
"My name is Lu Yi," the men swept over the female soldiers present one by one, and finally stopped at Yan Huan's body for a few more seconds, but his sight also recovered quickly, so these female soldiers arrived I didn't find that there was some wind and rain between her and Yan Huan. Perhaps it could not be said to be wind and rain, and it could be said that it was almost the same in ice and snow.
"Starting today, I will be your new instructor," his voice is not loud, but it seems to have a kind of thing that pierces the heart and soul, very deep, very prickly, and very painful.
The female soldiers all straightened their bodies, and they didn't wear many clothes. Under the camouflage clothes, at most they just wore a thin sweater, which was the same in the snow and stood upright.
The sky seemed to be clear, but behind it, it was extremely cold.
It is snowing in the sea market. If it is in snowy weather, the whole world may be frozen.
But at this time, not far away, under that piece of lead-gray light, after the water was frozen, that kind of stiffness was not soft.
"Who is Yan Huan, dequeue," he shouted Yan Huan's name.
Yan Huan lowered her eyes and stood still.
"Who is Yan Huan? Dequeue," again.
Yan Huan finally raised his head, his chin was slightly lifted up, with a stern look on his face.
"Report, I am."
"You stand aside."
Lu Yi still put his hands behind his back, and the voice was almost silent without any ups and downs.
Yan Huan stopped, her red lips were very tight, and her lips were pale at this time, even her face was much whiter than others. At a glance, she was a white bun, and others were a nest made of corn Wotou.
Lu Yi turned around again, facing a group of female soldiers, listening to my password, and then training for five kilometers.
The female soldiers, with a word and a password, turned and ran, leaving only Huanhuan standing there as a pillar.
When no one noticed, Yan Huan suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked directly on Lu Yi's back. Lu Yi turned around. At that moment, the wind and rain on his face was speechless and helpless.
Yan Huan patted his hand, raised his chin, very stubborn.
Lu Yi turned around and continued to stand, but one of his hands was placed on his waist, the fingers of that hand were clenched tightly, and the green muscles were also jumping up
Yan Huan suddenly thought of something. She lowered her head and squeezed her hands together, listening to the uniform footsteps of the team not far away.
The drooping eyelashes were stained with unspeakable moisture.
Something dampened her heart, and what emotions blinded her perception.
Road steps, obstacles, creeping near
This male instructor was very cruel. He didn't treat them as women at all. Huang Meng was so tired that she didn't want to move, and she glanced at the male instructor. She thought it was a male god. Now she feels like a male nerve. , Or a middle-aged male nerve.
By the end of their training, almost all were exhausted
"Why didn't he let you run?" Huang Mengmeng was all lying on Yan Huan's back. "You are the San Niang, San Niang, God, San Niang of our regiment..."
"Yan Huan, how can you bear our torture?"
Yan Huan took out a piece of paper in his pocket and opened it, shaking it in front of Huang Mengmeng's eyes.
Wrongly reversed, Huang Mengmeng tilted his head, then crooked, crooked again.
Severe anemia, diagnosis, rest, not suitable for vigorous exercise, the signature of the military doctor is below. This is the proof of the opening of the military hospital, and it is absolutely impossible to go through the back door.
"It's no wonder, you little white face," Huang Mengmeng pinched Yan Huan's face, "If it is seen by your fans, I don't know how distressed."
"They just need to see my success," Yan Huan received the paper in his pocket, quite domineering.
Huang Mengmeng stretched out his thumb and compared with Yan Huan.
With such a strong spirit of Wang Ba, Yan Huan is really different after the film. Those actors who are okay and ill. The Yin actor is completely different. She used to be a passer-by.
When she returns home for the New Year, she can brag about it to others, and Yan Huan is still her comrade. They have slept in a bed, ate a bowl of rice, walked together, committed two together, and suffered together. Penalty.
"Meet," suddenly there was a deep voice outside, Huang Mengmeng was scared and ran out quickly, and came again, that Lu Demon, it was almost life-threatening every time, but the partiality was very capable of fighting, or Quite able to fight, she thought that she was quite able to fight, at least five or six men, she did not mind.
But this Lu Devil is so terrible, it is terrible to fight people, good skills, of course, even more terrible is his training method, it really makes her... can't love, when he first came, everyone thought of him as Male god, as an idol, with a good face, good shape, and good momentum
But now, that is a fart idol, all shouted to become Lu Devil.
The people outside were all assembled, either five-kilometer training or ten-kilometer, which did not treat them as women at all, although they said that these female soldiers are stronger than the men outside, but they still The girl is coming.