In the cockpit of the latest model of the Russian-made amphibious eight-wheeled infantry combat vehicle, a light blue training uniform of the special forces and a striped sea soul shirt are put on the body, only in his twenties, with freckles and acne on the nose and cheeks, his face is full of youth, and there are two yellow-brown braids on the back of his neck, and the Russian hairy girl Natasha, who is fair and good-looking, wears a paratrooper cap, and is very skillful in driving the rut marks pressed out of the front car by the infantry chariot to follow up. Almost frantically crushing through the wetlands, shrublands and forests with lakes and muddy puddles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The chariot waded through the creek and the meadow splashed countless splashes, and the splashes were reflected in the rainbow colors of the afternoon sun's rays, and the body of the amphibious chariot was as violently undulating and shaking as a pirate ship.

"Car No. 4 pay attention to keep up, car No. 4 pay attention to keep up, you have fallen behind, pay attention to the quagmire and don't fall into the mire......"

"Car No. 4 understands!"

Amid the low, rhythmic roar of the diesel engine, Natasha, who was concentrating on driving her chariot through the wetlands and bushes, did not pay attention to the radio calls coming from the speakers of the car radio asking herself not to be left behind.

Because Sima Yuru, a mature woman who was sitting on the side seat and wearing a head-mounted intercom, had already quickly taken off the handheld microphone of the car radio, and after replying to a Russian sentence with a capable expression and a calm tone, she hung the handheld microphone back on the car radio to end the communication.

"Damn, what's the big deal, if I hadn't gone to the tuba once, I wouldn't have been able to take the turn of car number one to call around on the radio...... Well, I can't hold it anymore. ”

Seeing that Sima Yuru had made a simple radio call communication with the infantry vehicle team instead of herself, so as to maintain real-time and effective communication between the convoy vehicles, Natasha shouted in her proficient Chinese with an unhappy face, and her words were clearly annoyed that she was being "cared for" by the team.

At the end of the sentence, Natasha's expression changed sharply, and the silver teeth clenched and stopped the infantry chariot downshifting and braking. She didn't turn off the chariot either, quickly unfastened the X-shaped seat belt on the driver's seat, stood up and stretched her arms up and pulled the quadrangular hatch door and pushed it out, her body was like an ape, her arms and feet cooperated with each other, and a pull-up climbed from the cockpit to the roof of the chariot, and then only heard a slight muffled sound of her feet stepping on the damp grass, Natasha had already left the chariot at a speed, and went to solve the urgent problem of people behind the hidden bushes nearby.

"Xiaoru, why do you park?"

Just as Natasha was impatient to leave the chariot, the diesel engine was in the idle stage, and in the cockpit Sima Yuru's headset intercom, Zhuge Hanyu's voice seemed to be confused.

"What else can I do, Natasha fell in love with Song Xiaoshuang's strange big dang, the intestinal sphincter couldn't hold back and went to the cat behind the bushes to pout her ass on the tuba, this is the third time, boss, you are knowingly asking ha."

Hearing the words of Zhuge Hanyu who used the communicator in the car to stay in the rear passenger compartment pretending not to know, Sima Yuru secretly slandered in her heart, working with a strange person like Song Xiaoshuang, Zhuge Hanyu's acting talent became more and more prominent, poor Natasha, if she had diarrhea like this, she had to fall out of her anus. Thinking about it, Sima Yuru pretended to be calm and serious and said a few words seriously.

At the end of the words, Sima Yuru clearly heard Zhuge Hanyu's unbridled laughter from the intercom, and her laughter seemed to have some kind of magical color. In this regard, Sima Yuru felt very speechless, since the last time the most difficult investigation mission of the Tibetan Pyramid Space Craft was forced to be terminated early, Zhuge Hanyu felt all kinds of pressure from all sides, and her thinking became more and more strange.

For a moment, Sima Yuru was wondering if Zhuge Hanyu, who was now laughing insolently in the crew cabin, could it be a clone made by an extraterrestrial intelligent life form? You don't need to laugh so wanton to release the pressure, it sounds too magical.

"Xiaoru, don't you feel funny? If the institution is suffocated, it may not provide Medicaid. Who asked Natasha to take the small plastic jar that Song Xiaoshuang gave her, since then, she has been in Song Xiaoshuang's calculations, although this is indeed for her good, the freckles and acne on her face will become much lighter in a few days, but I always can't help but want to laugh, I didn't expect that Natasha, who has an Evenki wizard Mama as a skill advanced teacher, still inevitably fell into Song Xiaoshuang's big deal, I hope she won't pull out her anus, otherwise it won't be fun. ”

Zhuge Hanyu's relaxed words sounded in Sima Yuru's ears again, and Sima Yuru, who signaled to listen, don't worry, she really couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, the culprit was not her, but Song Xiaoshuang, who gave people a whole set of people coldly.

Hearing Zhuge Hanyu's voice returning to her normal tone, Sima Yuru felt a little relieved, knowing that Zhuge Hanyu was still the original Zhuge Hanyu, but after she worked with a strange person like Song Xiaoshuang, she did become a little stranger.

In the early hours of the morning nearly ten hours ago, in the forest near a special brigade training camp from the GRU, Natasha was suffering from the lack of ingredients for the fish soup, and the military cans stored in the bunker were all consumed by the special forces trained by the GRU Special Assault Brigade.

Song Xiaoshuang's big fool and agitated Natasha, who looked confused, only needed to use a quarter of the powdered seasoning to make a pot of delicious, fragrant and mellow pike fish soup.

As he said, Natasha, who had tasted the soup, felt that the taste had become lighter, so she poured some powdered seasoning into the soup.

Sure enough, just as Natasha had guessed, the fish soup with more seasonings became delicious, and it felt amazing!

Natasha thought that Song Xiaoshuang was deliberately scaring her, in fact, she was afraid that she would waste the seasoning in the plastic jar of Rendan, and after the fish soup was cooked, the four members of the Abnormal Investigation Committee and Natasha shared a large pot of fish soup together in the secret bunker.

However, Natasha didn't know that there was a big name in the seasoning provided by Song Xiaoshuang, and the four members of the heterogeneous committee team didn't eat, so Natasha went farther and farther down the road of sadness.

Squinting and resting in the simple lounge attached to the bunker, before I slept until dawn, I felt that my stomach was swollen and I couldn't hold it back, so I ran out of the bunker and got a tuba in the wild.

At this time, Natasha had already noticed that she was the only one who couldn't hold back, and the other people who drank the fish soup didn't have any, and began to suspect that it was Song Xiaoshuang's ghost, but she couldn't explicitly accuse Song Xiaoshuang of deliberately playing tricks, because Song Xiaoshuang reminded her very seriously, don't put too much seasoning or bear the consequences, although there is no absurd thing that faints when she smells the fish soup, but after drinking the fish soup, she feels like someone is forced to wash her intestines, and she can't hold it back, and this consequence is quite serious. Natasha can only suffer for herself.

After dawn, Natasha, who is familiar with the driving of the latest model of amphibious infantry chariots, personally drove the infantry chariots, and led a team of four members of the Anomaly Commission to successfully meet Director Andrei and his entourage of many infantry chariots who brought sufficient fuel supplies from the GRU training camp at the predetermined location.

The vast West Siberian Plain, with long and cold winters and unbearable heat in summer, is the majority of the population concentrated in many cities along the Trans-Siberian Railway, as well as small towns along the Ob River, Yenisei River and other large rivers developed based on river transportation, as well as satellite villages attached to the development.

Although the area of Siberian forests in a broad sense has been decreasing recently due to the intensification of timber export supply, but because Russia is a federal union state, there are not too many autonomous regions and autonomous republics, and deforestation in many places is extremely restricted, and there are many places that have not been cut down and developed. The training camp of a special brigade of the GRU is hidden deep in the forest on the side of the canal.

All those who come ashore from the canal wharf want to rush to the craster mission simulation training camp base in the southeast direction as soon as possible, and can only take a shortcut without taking the transportation road, and use special vehicles to crush a road between the forests, lakes and wetlands without roads, and the amphibious wheeled infantry vehicle is the most suitable for passing through this complex terrain and landform.

But even if you have such a sharp piercing weapon, you still have to be careful of the ubiquitous wetland mud pool, the amphibious infantry chariot is not a submarine, and if you fall into the quagmire, you can only call other vehicles for rescue, and the worst case is that the infantry chariot sinks directly into the quagmire!

Of course, this extremely bad situation is to try to avoid encountering, and following the rut marks of the car in front is the safest way to follow up, but soon after on the road, Natasha's No. 4 car fell behind, because she felt that her stomach couldn't hold it again, and she stopped and left to go to a secluded place to get on the tuba, so she pulled away from the convoy for a long distance and fell behind directly.

Not long after catching up, seeing that he was about to catch up with the convoy, the No. 1 car was already worried that there was a problem with the No. 4 car, and he used the car radio to ask the No. 4 car, Sima Yuru replaced Natasha, who was driving the chariot like crazy, and replied that everything was normal, but Natasha felt that she couldn't hold back and could only stop and go out to solve personal problems, which was really an encounter that almost made people feel like they were going to collapse.

The reason why Zhuge Hanyu laughed was actually that he simply thought it was really interesting, so as to relax his brain nerves, not that he thought that Natasha couldn't stand it because of Song Xiaoshuang's tricks, otherwise Natasha's identity as a liaison officer of the Ninth Division of the Foreign Intelligence Bureau would have come too easily.

Natasha's dual identity as a trained intelligence officer and a member of the Paramental Research Committee certainly won't be a stupid woman who cries and scratches her blind when something happens, and she doesn't need Zhuge Hanyu to worry about anything for her.

"Bang!"

Natasha, with a blank face, slammed the cab canopy above her head shut, and the hatch and the hull made a dull crashing sound. Natasha sat down in her seat, fastened her seatbelt, and slammed the chariot into her feet, continuing to walk through the bushes along the rutted trails left by the convoy.

"I feel full of strength, Sima Yuru, do you think this is my delusion?"

It seems that it is very bumpy in the infantry chariot, Natasha, who is driving the infantry chariot, suddenly feels feverish and hot, her neck is red, Natasha feels as if she has just taken a shower, her whole body is very comfortable and feels great, Natasha realized that this is very similar to the feeling brought to the body by a certain battlefield stimulant injection that she once used, but Song Xiaoshuang told him that the seasoning does not contain stimulant drug ingredients, Natasha really couldn't help it, and did not look sideways at Sima Yuru, and shouted in Chinese with a puzzled expression.

"It's just a momentary illusion, and it's back to normal in a moment. Didn't you let Song Xiaoshuang think about getting rid of the freckles and acne on your face for you, just let you have a few stomachs. Song Xiaoshuang said that part of the content is still true, and the part about the seasoning itself is true, but he won't tell you that a woman with acne on her face drinks all kinds of soup with this seasoning powder, and there will be a result, no matter how much or how little you put it, it will be the same, it is a variety of diarrhea, and those with poor physique will go into shock directly, but your physique is still strong, but you feel feverish and full of strength, but this is really an illusion, you will feel very tired after a few hours, I really want to sleep, and when I wake up, the small pimples on my face are gone. ”

Noticing Natasha's crimson neck and face, in the fading speed, Sima Yuru took off the headset communicator and held it in his hand, and spoke in a bold and capable tone.

Sima Yuru is a drug-avoiding woman in the mysterious snake Gu village in the southwest, of course she knows that some of the seasonings she usually uses are mixed together in special proportions, which will directly make the person who eats it unbearable, but for a person with a special physique like Natasha who is purely a wine jar that is not drunk, even diarrhea can't make the acne on her face disappear, because the effect of the medicine is not strong enough to exert a greater impact on Natasha's body metabolism.

Song Xiaoshuang knew that if he wanted to get rid of Natasha's tiny freckles and pimples, he had to use targeted items, such as a small plastic jar of Ren Dan seasoning.

Song Xiaoshuang once said that this thing was made up by him according to some kind of medicinal classics, and it was originally used to accompany the soup, and it only needs to be put on a little soup to become very delicious and mellow, but this thing is a proper laxative for people with special physiques, and Song Xiaoshuang has never used it when he just takes it with him in case of emergency.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Natasha met, she offered to let him try to get rid of the freckles and acne on her face, Song Xiaoshuang began to think about under what circumstances to fool Natasha into using this special seasoning, after noticing that there was no ready-made canned food to use in the bunker, Song Xiaoshuang knew that the opportunity had come, and sure enough, although Natasha was skeptical, she finally used the seasoning, and was fooled by Song Xiaoshuang.

(To be continued.) )