Chapter 153
Originally, Mo Ran was still afraid that Sheng Mingming, a little ghost elf, would take them to some strange place, but when he looked at it, he was relieved, but he was also a little worried: "Isn't it unruly for us to come here?"
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Seeing Mo Ran's worried look, Sheng Ming waved his hand arrogantly: "It's okay, this is the old machine they eliminated, and it was specially placed outside for everyone to play." β
Seeing the simulated plane in front of her, Liu Jia's mouth was about to fall, and when she heard Sheng Mingming's words again, she sighed without emotion, and her mother was really hidden.
As soon as Sheng Mingming's words fell, the battalion commander over there walked over, looked at her and smiled: "Little Overlord, why did you come here again, didn't you say that you were tired of playing?"
"Hmph, I just brought my sister over to see the world. Sheng Ming opened the young battalion commander with his mouth open, with a proud look on his face.
At this time, the battalion commander noticed Mo Ran and them, and when he saw Mo Ran, he couldn't help but have a strange light in his eyes, and gave a military salute: "Hello, my name is Zhang Luo." β
"Hello, my name is Su Moran, and this is my friend Liu Jia. Seeing him greet him, Mo Ran also introduced himself and Liu Jia.
The two men also said hello.
After watching them greet each other, Mo Ran smiled lightly: "I obviously said that there is something fun here, so I have to take my friends and me to take a look, if it is not suitable, we will leave immediately." β
"No, it's not inappropriate, this simulator was originally placed outside for families to see. Zhang Luo hurriedly explained, as if he was afraid of foam dyeing and ran away, after all, it was not easy to see a girl in the army.
Sheng Ming stood next to him, looking at Zhang Luo, who was fierce to him in the past, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes: Hehe, it seems that something interesting has happened.
"Then can we go in and try it?" Liu Jia opened her mouth carefully, her eyes full of hope.
"Absolutely. After saying that, Zhang Luo walked in with them, and there were a total of four chairs inside, divided into two rows. Each chair has a workbench in front of it, and the screen is advanced in 3D.
Not only Liu Jia's face was full of novelty, but even Mo Ran couldn't help but want to try it, after all, he hadn't flown a plane yet.
I was still imagining that I had a special function, and as soon as I learned it, the fighter jet with foam was already on the ground. And Liu Jia's side is not much better.
Although it's a simplified version here, there are still a lot of buttons in front, and the operation is also a little complicated, which is not at all possible for Liu Jia and Mo Ran, two novices.
In the end, Sheng Mingming, who couldn't stand it, decided to take action and wanted to help Mo Ran and them assault, but asked Zhang Luo to teach Su Mo Ran.
Hearing Sheng Mingming's suggestion, Su Moran squinted slightly, and always felt a smell of conspiracy, but Sheng Mingming's face was full of my good for you: "Zhang Luo's technique is better." β
Sheng obviously said this, what else could Su Moran say, so he had to smile at Zhang Luo: "Then I'm sorry for you." β
And Liu Jia in the back squeezed his eyes at Sheng Mingming: "What do you want to do?"
"Hehe, I think this Zhang Luo is interesting to my sister-in-law. Sheng Ming laughed as he spoke.
Liu Jia glanced at the people in the front row, and felt a little, and couldn't help but glance at Sheng Mingming a few more times, feeling that this kid was very powerful.
After mastering the basic operations, everyone decided to play a confrontation match, but Zhang Luo did not participate, otherwise it would not be fun.
Seeing that his plane was shot down by Sheng Mingming's little girl again, Liu Jia almost couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and looked at Mo Ran who was still struggling in front of him weakly: "Come on, if the two of us can't win a little girl, then it will be a shame and a big hair." β
Then Mo Ran didn't reply, because he couldn't care about it at all, and he was driven into a dead end, and Mo Ran's expression was full of anger.
"You haven't lost yet, so don't give up in a hurry. After finishing speaking, Zhang Luo gave tactical guidance on the side.
"You don't like to talk like you, bully me a little child!" Seeing that his plane was shot down by Su Moran, Sheng Mingming's small mouth turned up, and he was very dissatisfied.
"You've been playing for so long. β
"Then there are two of you. β
"No matter, we won anyway. Liu Jia actually stood there like a child and argued with Sheng Mingming.
Looking at her smug appearance, Sheng Mingming's little face twisted: "Abandon." β
Ignoring these two naΓ―ve children, Su Moran turned to look at Zhang Luo, with a smile on his face: "Thank you so much just now." β
When he had to be hit so many times, he was able to save him, and by the way, he shot down Mingming's fighter.
Looking at Mo Ran's bright smiling face, Zhang Luo was actually a little embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and stammered: "No, you're welcome." β
"You're so good, I wouldn't have won if it weren't for you. Thinking of what happened just now, the smile on Moran's face couldn't help it.
When he said this, Zhang Luo was even more embarrassed.
And Sheng Mingming, who was standing next to him and was killed for the first time, was always dissatisfied in his heart, and he didn't come to comfort me. Then as soon as I looked up, I saw Sheng Ji standing at the door, and his expression immediately lit up.
Sheng Ji at the door looked at Mo Ran's 'worship' eyes, and the face full of embarrassment, and the little flame in his heart came up: "Ahem." β
This cough instantly attracted everyone's attention, and Sheng Mingming and Liu Jia disappeared in the corner, ready to watch a good show.
"Hey, why are you here, aren't you training?" Mo Ran turned his head to look at Sheng Ji, who didn't seem to be very interested.
Zhang Luo next to him was stunned, and hurriedly stood up and took a breath: "Hello chief." β
"Hmm. Sheng Ji nodded and walked in: "What are you doing?"
As soon as Zhang Luo was about to come up with a set of official answers, he was preempted by Mo Ran: "Simulated fighter, Zhang Luo is super powerful." β
Hearing that Mo Ran praised other men, Sheng Ji's expression immediately became sinister: "Is it?"
"Of course it is, if it weren't for Camp Commander Zhang, I would have lost just now. Mozen nodded, her face full of certainty, but her pretty eyes were full of mystery.
Sheng Ji looked at Mo Ran's expression, walked to the seat and sat down, and glanced at Zhang Luo coldly: "Let's compare." β
"Huh?" Zhang Luo looked at Sheng Ji who was sitting there, and didn't seem to have reacted yet.
"Ahh Sheng Ji's face darkened, and he felt that the king's overlord was bursting.
"Yes. After Zhang Luo sat down, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sheng Ji: "Captain Sheng, do we really want to compete?"
"What do you say? β
For the fairness of the game, Zhang Luo looked at Sheng Ji and said, "Then captain, you should be skilled first." β
As soon as these words came out, Mo Ran, who was standing next to him, laughed out loud, looking at Sheng Ji's darker and darker face, Mo Ran felt inexplicably wanting to laugh, and the dignified Sheng Ji was actually ridiculed.
Sheng Ji raised his head and glanced at Mo Ran suspiciously, and then looked at Zhang Luo with contempt: "I don't care about this thing yet." β
As soon as he said this, Zhang Luo was a little unhappy, but he is also from the Air Force, even if you are a special forces, you can't look down on us like this: "Then captain, you'd better be careful." β
Hmph, Sheng Ji just snorted lightly and didn't take it to heart.
At this moment, Mo Ran, who was standing next to him, looked at Sheng Ji with a deep face: "Although you are very powerful, you have a specialization in the art industry, you still have to be modest." β
Then ignoring Sheng Ji Tieqing's face, he turned to look at Zhang Luo, and covered it with a big smile: "Battalion Commander Zhang, come on." β
The battalion commander was extinguished by Sheng Ji's anger, and then, with passion: "Well, I will work hard." (To be continued.) )