In the early morning of New Year's Day, Zhao Liying, who was standing in front of the window of the dormitory building, watched the military vehicle leaving late at night slowly drive into the barracks. Counting the soldiers who got out of the car one by one, there was not a single one missing, and all one hundred and twenty-five people were jumping around.

The soldiers lined up neatly, although each of them had a tired face, but they also had the pride of the dragon's sword. And the calmest is naturally the "big ice cube" standing in front of the neatly arranged soldiers, with an expressionless face telling something.

After a month, Zhao Liying already knew from the mouths of those soldiers who worshiped the second squadron leader that the Dragon Sword could have such a "low" casualty rate now was entirely because of that extra-large ice block. It is said that three years ago, the annual attrition rate of the second squadron exceeded 40%, and although not all of them were sacrificed, the best was that they were severely disabled and forced to recover. In the past three years, the total attrition rate is less than 15%, and the average annual rate is less than 5%.

Heroic warriors do not care about sacrifice, they are more hungry for victory. However, if there is a commander who can keep them alive and enjoy their victory, then it is natural that they will become the "boss" they really follow.

"Disband!" Zhao Yongqi turned his head to take off his heavy bulletproof helmet and grabbed his short messy hair as the last character fell, amid the loud responses of the soldiers. As soon as I wanted to walk in the direction of the dormitory building, I saw a beautiful figure holding something in her hand, smiling like a flower, delicate like water, with a sweet smile, trotting all the way to meet her.

"Big ice, here you go. Handing the thermos flask in his hand to the man with a calm face, the girl's little hand was behind her back, and she said with a smile: "Did you win?"

looked at the thermos flask in his hand, clamped the bulletproof helmet under his armpit, and when Shi Shiran twisted the bottle open, Zhao Yongqi nodded slightly: "Caught up, it has been cleared." ”

Although Zhao Yongqi's tone was calm, as if he had gone to make soy sauce once, Zhao Liying knew that behind these words was a contest between life and death.

"Is it delicious?" looked at the handsome man in front of him, craned his neck and poured the milky white liquid from the thermos flask into his mouth, and the girl followed him, tilting her little head sideways and asked.

"Hmm. There was still only one simple word, but after thinking about it this time, Zhao Yongqi looked back at the beautiful woman next to him and said, "Thank you." ”

After a month of getting along with "Hee Hee ......", Zhao Liying was surprised to find that this big man, who was cold like ice cubes and cherished words like gold, seemed to be full of iron and blood, and actually liked warm and sweet drinks. For example, this kind of milk, which has a lot of sugar added to it, is his favorite.

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, he poured the last drop of milk into his mouth, slightly stretched out his tongue and licked the residue on his lips, as if he was reminiscing about this sweet feeling. Zhao Liying suddenly felt that this action was very cute.

The beautiful woman, who was in a state of some kind of obsession, did not notice that the thermos had been re-capped, and stopped in front of her in her big hand.

Although there were some doubts in his eyes, Zhao Yongqi's cold temperament made him disdain to ask, just holding the thermos flask like this, quietly waiting for the "stupid woman" to take it. Thereupon......

"Hey, boss, are you given a love token? Do you have to lift it so hard?" Cheng He's cheap laughter came from behind him, and of course the group of soldiers who had watched the romantic drama for a while. A burst of whistles also sounded with Cheng He's voice.

After a while, Zhao Liying's pretty face turned into a boiled prawn, grabbed the thermos flask with her small hand, held it in her arms, seemed to feel the residual warmth of the bottle, turned around and opened her two calves, and ran towards the accommodation building as if flying. At this moment, she was afraid that if she stayed here for a second longer, she would be so shy that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

And Zhao Yongqi turned around slowly, calmly glanced at the soldiers who were still whistling, and said lightly: "Very good, full of energy." None of them! Assemble, five kilometers off-road! Cheng He, you lead the team!"

"......" The soldiers who seemed to be choked by the neck, you look at me, I look at you, and began to line up with a bitter face. Cheng He, on the other hand, grabbed his hair and looked at Zhao Yongqi, who had already turned around and walked towards the accommodation building, and muttered: "This kind of thing as a communiqué and personal vendetta can really be self-taught, hey......"

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Seven days have passed, and in the past few days, Zhao Liying has been in a very bad mood. The reason is that there is an extra woman in the barracks, a woman who has a very close relationship with Zhao Yongqi.

Slap, slap, slap...... Poked the rice on his plate for a while, and Zhao Liying's beautiful eyes never left a couple of men and women sitting at another table more than ten meters away.

Li Zhien looked left and right, and finally brought his little head closer to Zhao Liying's side, so that she could hear her faint muttering.

"Cut, what kind of shrimp to peel, he doesn't have the hands to peel it himself!"

"Why are you smiling so happily, he doesn't even care about you!"

"Stinky ice cubes, eat and eat, you know to eat, you are a pig, others put anything in your bowl to eat!"

Li Zhien's beautiful eyes followed Zhao Liying's line of sight, and after looking at it for a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Sister Liying, are you talking about the second squadron leader?"

"Hmph, Miss Ben has nothing to say what he's doing?" Zhao Liying snorted, glanced at the unconscious big ice cube in the distance with hatred, and then turned around and knocked on Li Zhien's little head: "Eat by yourself!

Three days ago......

At noon that day, after lunch, Zhao Liying was still by Zhao Yongqi's side as usual, regardless of whether he took care of himself or not, chirping like a cheerful lark, talking to herself. Although she said ten words by herself, the other party would not necessarily reply with a word, but even so, every time at this time is her happiest.

It's just that today there was an uninvited guest.

As soon as they were halfway there, a desert-colored Dongfeng Mengshi off-road vehicle drove along the military highway from a distance, and stopped as they passed the two of them.

Under the puzzled eyes of Zhao Yongqi and Zhao Liying, a woman carrying a military backpack jumped out of the back seat, and waved to Zhao Yongqi with a smile: "Xiao Qi, I'm back!"

Zhao Yongqi, who was standing beside Zhao Liying, his eyes lit up, and he greeted him immediately, without saying anything, just nodding at the woman, and lifted her military backpack very easily.

Although he didn't say anything, and even his expression was so cold, Zhao Liying saw a rare gentle smile in his eyes. The sensitive beautiful woman knows that the woman who suddenly kills in front of her must be her "enemy"!