A military training base on the outskirts of Tianjing, the capital of the Yalong Republic

The sound of horses' hooves rarely sounded in the training ground, the red heart grass target stood a hundred meters away, the rapid sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, the white light was dazzling, a black horse rushed out of the dust and wind on the ground, and immediately a person wearing a camouflage military uniform, holding a traditional longbow in one hand and pulling out a feather arrow in one hand and putting it on the bowstring.

The crotch of the horse horse step fast blink to fly over the grass target, only to see the person on the horse pull the full moon bowstring, in the moment of the horse guò grass target released the feather arrow in the hand, around the sound of "Zheng" arrows, the black horse forcefully pulled the ground in the blink of an eye and carried the horse people straight out of the line.

"Right in the Heart!" The soldier who tested the target raised the red flag, and at this time the black horse walked back with elegant small steps, and a soldier stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the horse: "Sir, do you want another round?" The man on the horse took off his wide-brimmed camouflage hat, revealing the face of a woman, her skin was a healthy wheat color, and her appearance was dignified and generous, faintly revealing a little queen-like domineering temperament.

While she was thinking about it, the figures of soldiers in the distance hurried over one after another, "What's the matter?" She asked. I'll take a look. The soldier turned around and ran quickly into the distance, and soon ran back and gasped for breath and reported: "Report to the sir, it was the fourth and seventh companies of the third battalion that had a quarrel. ”

At this time, the woman snorted coldly and spoke, flicked the reins of the horse, sat down, and the black horse spread its hooves and rushed in the direction of the soldier's run. At this time, the little soldier who had just reported pursed his lips and sighed: "Fourth Company, Seventh Company, you are unlucky." ”

The soldiers on the training ground scuffled and looked like they had developed into a group fight. Even those who stepped forward to dissuade them were indiscriminately swept in: "I said you guys don't fight." The person next to him didn't do anything and stepped forward again, so he could only stand aside and try to dissuade him: "Yes, don't fight, I heard that the 'tigress' seems to have come to the base today." ”

As soon as the voices of the spectators fell, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in their ears, and the faces of all the spectators turned white in an instant, as if they had seen a ghost, and they turned their heads stiffly, only to see a man and a horse "whoosh" past the side and rushed straight into the crowd without slowing down.

"Hey! Ay! The horse's hooves kicked over the fighters, breaking up the crowd, and just as everyone seemed to see the situation clearly, there was a crisp "snap", and the heavy longbow slammed accurately on the body and head. "Ouch! Ouch! The voices spread one after another in the crowd of scuffles, and the spectators looked away and muttered: "It's over!" Bad luck. ”

"Who's beating me!" The commander of the fourth company shouted in a thick northeast accent covering the back of his head. At this time, he saw a pair of big black horses, and a pair of huge horse eyes stared at him. He quickly took a step back, and when he looked up again, he quickly shut up when he saw the person on the horse, "It's 'tigress'." Someone whispered a reminder, and everyone immediately stopped fighting. Stand in place in a standard military stance.

"What's going on?" The woman asked. Commander of the Fourth Company: "Report to the Commander." The 7th Company occupied the mobile armored warehouse position of our company without authorization. After negotiating with him, the soldiers of our company had a verbal disagreement, so they took action. The commander of the seventh company: "Report to the commander, the soldiers of our company told us that we were only temporarily occupying the position, but the commander of the fourth company said that we should immediately give up our positions and scolded my soldiers. That's why we did it. The commander of the fourth company glared at the beads of his eyes, gritted his teeth, and muttered in a low voice: "It's all." ”

"That's it!" The woman waved her hand: "I don't want to listen to your explanation, four companies, seven companies." All the soldiers stood up: "Yes!" "All the people involved in the fight ran twenty laps around the base," and then his hand pointed in the direction of the warehouse: "When you're done, clean all the mecha warehouse floors." Do you understand? ”

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "Understood! The woman nodded, and the black horse walked out of the crowd leisurely, watching the dangling horse's tail disappear from sight, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The company commanders of the two companies stared at each other and blamed each other, and the fourth company commander: "Mom, it's all you who pick up trouble and don't pick a good time." Seventh Company Commander: "Get out of here, it's not because your mouth is not clean." ”

When the two company commanders blew their beards and stared at their eyes, the soldiers raised their hands timidly: "Company commander, do you want to run?" The two company commanders turned their heads viciously at the same time and shouted in unison: "Nonsense! ”

"Hey~ a stupid man with a brain full of muscles." The woman rubbed her temples and said, at this time, the phone prompt in her pocket sounded, he glanced at the prompt was an email, opened it and glanced at the signature, and couldn't help but smile helplessly and said to herself: "Stinky boy, are you crazy?" ”

But when he received the message and read it, he was even more puzzled: "Huh? What the hell are you trying to do? ”

At the same time, in a quiet courtyard in Tianjing, a man in a black suit hurriedly ran into the courtyard gate, and a man in a dark red Tang costume was sitting on a rattan chair in the courtyard and shaking a folding fan to read a book. "Sir! Mr! The man said in an eager tone.

"It's useless to be anxious, take a breath and then speak." The man's voice was soft and soft, like a singing. The man in the black suit took a deep breath and said, "Sir! Event! Big thing! We just got the news that Italia's..."

"Mafia's Godfather was assassinated." He whispered. Man in a black suit: "You know everything?" The man in Tang costume snapped the folding fan together, "I know, and they invited me to the godfather's funeral." Man in black suit: "Are you going?" At this time, the man in Tang costume turned his head, revealing a delicate face like a woman, "Since people have invited us, the 'Dragon Gang' must give face." As he spoke, he unfolded the folding fan in his hand and shook it lightly in front of him, and the tattooed dragon head on the back of his hand seemed to come alive with the movement of his wrist.

In the Peterbilt 389 trailer, Hu Che and Long Wen, who were already exhausted, snored on their backs, and snored on the bed with their heads down, Grant and Sefal drove in shifts in the cab, and only Custer and Simon sat facing each other with large and small snoring in the trailer.

Simon was still silently flipping through the newspaper, Custer pretended to be nothing, got up for a while to drink a cup of coffee, and then got up to look here and feel there and wander back and forth, in fact, his mind was not on these at all, his eyes looked at Simon from time to time, as if there was something he wanted to ask but didn't want to bring it up first.

After five repeated attempts to get up and sit down, he was finally shot by Simon's "silent bullet". I saw him sit down "suddenly", and the knuckles of his fingers knocked on the tabletop. That's when Simon turned his attention away from the newspaper.

Custer opened by asking, "I said, aren't you tired of reading the newspaper for more than ten hours except sleeping?" Simon held up the newspaper: "I'm looking at different types. Custer: "Who still reads the newspaper in what age?" ”

Simon pointed to his eyes, "Protect your eyesight." Caster, who couldn't stand this kind of formal style, stroked his hair with both hands, "Hey! Why is it so difficult for me to communicate with you? Simon asked lightly: "Who can you communicate with well?" (To be continued......)