Chapter 1146: Conceited?
"Ahem...... Ahem...... "Hans coughed and lay on the ground, all he could do now was gasp for air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Across from him, Amphitri, who was hunched over and half-crouched, was no better than her, not only was his face sweaty, but his hair was also messed up, one eye was closed, his mouth trembled and opened slightly, trying to adjust his breathing to as even as he could.
At this time, these two don't know how long they have been fighting, and they are about to forget why they are fighting, and some are just tired and unwilling.
Although in the final analysis, there is no winner in this fight, if there is anyone who has more 'skill scores', it must be Amphitri. Hans was so impulsive that he let Amphitri take him down an unknown number of times. But in the end, Hans is still a man, relying on his physical advantage, he and Amphitri have dragged it until now.
"Gollum ......"
However, just as the two were at a stalemate, a discordant voice rang outβHans's stomach growled.
It's no wonder that the two of them have been fighting for so long, and the consumption of physical energy is bound to be quite serious, and the screaming of the stomach is human nature. However, this kind of normal thing, when placed at this time, seems very subtle.
"Hah...... Haha......" Amphitri laughed in a trembling voice, clutching his stomach, "I...... Did I hear something? β
"That's ......" Hans blushed, and was about to retort when he heard another voice.
"Gollum ......"
Twenty minutes later, there were two more disheveled, mud-covered figures in the military cafeteria, which was specially used as a place for the 217 squad to eat......
You can go to dinner at any time in normal times, which is also a privilege for Team 217. This is not to say that they can eat more than ordinary soldiers, but because there is generally a great deal of uncertainty in their battle plans, so they are also given this benefit.
However, in fact, except for a few big stomachs, as well as people like Trode and Andre, who work day and night, the utilization rate of this privilege is still relatively low......
For Hans, who strictly adheres to the concept of time, it is the first time to enjoy this treatment, but fortunately, at this time, there is no one in the canteen except the cooking soldiers, so he is not more worried about this matter; As for Amphitri, although it was not the first time she had come to eat at an abnormal time, it was the first time she had dressed up like this. was originally a girl like a flower, but now she has become a half-old who has just crawled out of the cellar.
Although the two of them originally had a lot of anger, but after fighting for so long, the anger was vented, and the reason why they were able to persist until now was that the two of them refused to admit defeat and kept them persevering.
Before the meal, the two of them didn't say a word, but their stomachs kept communicating with each other in 'ventriloquism'......
Ten minutes later, after gobbling up a full meal, the two of them really regained a little strength. Although the physical exertion this time was more serious, after all, they had long been accustomed to the conditions of the war years, and this level of mutual assault actually did not hurt each other's bodies much.
However, although there is nothing in the body, what is the situation in the heart......
"Hey! Can you tell me why? Looking at Hans, who was burping, Amphitri spoke first.
"Cut ......," Hans said, giving him a blank look, "don't you understand very well?" β
Looking at Hans's attitude, Amphitri frowned and asked, "I understand?" What do I understand? β
Hans felt that Amphitri was messing with him, but he didn't want to get angry right away after a fight. So, he put his arms on the table, stared at Amphitri tightly, and said, "Even if I think you're an idiot, don't let me pretend to be a real idiot here." β
"Smack!" Amphitri slapped the table hard and stood up.
Although everyone could tell that Hans's words were a bit exaggerated, Amphitri's attitude was noticeably more excited. She pointed to Hans's nose and looked down at him and said, "I'm playing stupid? The best at pretending to be stupid is you, okay? Do you really like your set? β
"......" Hans did not fight back immediately, but was a little stunned, which was also because he did not understand what Amphitri was referring to for a while.
Amphitri used this spare time to take a deep breath and continued: "See for yourself, what are you like all day long?" Every time you fight, you do have a plan, that's true. But when didn't Trood take the initiative to come up to you and say it? Have you ever been more proactive now? β
Hearing Amphitri say this, Hans also couldn't sit still and said, "That's not Trode......"
"What does this have to do with Trode?!" But Amphitri immediately interrupted him and said, "Even if it's not Trode, have you ever taken the initiative with someone else?" And you still have the face of Titlode? You said that in our team, besides Trode, who else can always ask you this and that like a student? β
"Smack!" Amphitri slapped the table again, and the force was so strong that the plates on the table were shaken to the ground. But this did not have the slightest effect on Amphitri, who was in her prime, and she continued to point at Hans and said, "Why is your shelf so big? Do we all have to ask you? β
"This ...... Actually...... "When he said this, although it was a little unpleasant, Hans still understood it - there was not a word of falsehood that Amphitri said, not even a word of heart.
However, even seeing that Hans had already understood, Amphitri still had no intention of stopping her attack, she swept her arm, directly scratched the plate between the two of them to the ground and smashed it, and then stepped on the stool and stepped on the table with one foot. Leaning forward, he grabbed Hans by the collar, stared him in the eyes, and shouted at Hans with a voice that pierced his heart:
"Or do you confidently think that everyone knows like Trode that you have a plan? How did you become like this, when you were always humble enough to actively discuss tactics with everyone? β