PS: It's more than three o'clock in the morning, the fourth shift, is there anyone to accompany the gorgeous?

In other words, Natasha's ability, will it be too perverted?

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"1, 2, hurry up ......, 120, hurry up ......, 151、...... 192, 193..., come on, come on, and seven. ”

In front of the No. 1 Barracks shooting range, Ahmed, who was dressed in military uniform, bent over and stared closely at Li Lan, who was sitting on push-ups, and kept counting with the ups and downs of Li Lan's body.

When the number was close to two hundred, Li Lan was already gritting his teeth and insisting, his white vest and camouflage pants were all soaked, and the ground under his head was also dripping with sweat, and the sweat stains on his face were one after another.

Listening to the number of readers of Ahmed, Li Lan, who felt that it was already very difficult to breathe, although his body was exhausted, still persisted. Two hundred push-ups, no matter how he wants to persevere. If, just take your time, these two hundred push-ups are not difficult for Li Lan, but at the urging of Ahmed, he still landed on the ground with both fists, and after reaching 180, Li Lan has begun to be powerless.

“200。” After Zuihou had survived seven times, Ahmed had no intention of stopping, and while slapping the ground, he shouted, "Hurry up, pick up the bullets, and shoot." Come on, come on. ”

At Ahmed's urging, Li Lan could only endure his drowsy head, got up and grabbed five rifle bullets on the ground, and ran to the firing position. Loaded and loaded, under the vigorous movement, this series of actions is not considered to be done in one go. But it's not very slow, either.

After loading the bullets, Li Lan, who was half-kneeling, held a Type 97 assault rifle and aimed at a fixed target 30 meters away, and the five shots were quickly fired.

"The middle four runs and one run."

After hearing the report of the target watcher in the distance, Li Lan sat helplessly on the ground, panting heavily. At this time, Ahmet also walked up to him, handed him a towel, and said, "Commander, don't be discouraged, as long as you practice for a long time." You'll be able to maintain your shooting accuracy during intense workouts. ”

"It's still running away." Words like run-and-run. It has been a long time since he appeared on Li Lan's body, from the first 120-meter fixed target to a 100-meter moving target, he has been practicing for more than a year. There is no longer the word running bomb. Didn't think of it. Whim. After seeing the recent training subjects of the troops, he also wanted to try it, but he began to run again. Or at a distance of thirty meters. This made him think that his marksmanship was already very good, and he was quite disappointed in himself.

"Hehe, it's not surprising that everybody runs off on their first attempt. I was the same at the beginning, and now I don't dare to say that I will hit every shot. Ahmed explained. Accompanying Li Lan here to train and shoot is not a good job for him, after all, Li Lan is not an ordinary person, even if he repeatedly stresses it, he does not dare to go beyond his identity too much.

At this time, Natasha, who had been watching from the side, also walked over, helped Li Lan up, and said softly: "What he said is not wrong, the commander's results are already good." ”

"Natasha, are you even here to comfort me?" Smelling the alluring aura on Natasha's body, Li Lan said helplessly.

"In that case, I'll find a new person to try it out." Natasha didn't explain anything, pulled Li Lan to sit down on a chair beside her, and turned to leave.

Soon, she brought in a new recruit.

"Report to the commander, private *** came to report."

"What are you going to do?" Li Lan did not respond to the soldier first, but turned to Natasha and asked.

Natasha did not answer Li Lan immediately, but ordered the private in front of her: "Quickly do a hundred push-ups, and then immediately reload and shoot." ”

"Yes." The private did not hesitate, walked to the target position, and directly started push-ups, and after a hundred times, according to Li Lan's previous movements, he immediately loaded and fired. The distance between the target positions was twenty meters, and the results came out quickly.

"The middle three runs two shots."

After hearing the words of the target guard, Li Lan couldn't help but glance at the data of this private, a very normal introduction, a very decent, very ordinary Chinese soldier.

"Well, believe it!" Natasha waved her hand so that the private could go to report, and then turned to Li Lan and said.

"Alright! It seems that I still have to practice diligently. ”

Li Lan continued to cheer up, and at this time, he was almost rested, and was about to continue to shoot the target. However, after Natasha stood up, he said with a lonely face: "The commander is training himself so desperately, is he doubting Natasha's ability?"

"How can you say that?" Li Lanke never doubted Natasha's ability, and Natasha's aggrieved look at this time made him not know what to say for a while.

"Since you don't doubt it, Weishenme is still so fortunate. As a commander, you should be in command and strategizing, not here and training with the soldiers. Natasha can keep you safe, trust me, with me by your side, no one can hurt you. ”

Hearing Natasha's words, Li Lan was silent, he had always regarded training and shooting as a habit, and the reason at the beginning was very simple, he wanted to live. From intermediate clearance, his safety was no longer within the control of individual force, but he still insisted on training.

However, he has always had a purpose, that is, to make himself strong, which is not only in terms of military strength, but also in personal ability. He doesn't want to be weaker than anyone else, and he doesn't want to be inferior to others. Before, he didn't have such opportunities, but now he has a lot of opportunities to train himself, and of course he has to work hard.

Even if such training is not beneficial to the development of the territory, it can also exercise one's body. Who doesn't want to have a strong body, the body is the capital of life, this sentence makes sense everywhere.

Moreover, the machismo in his heart cannot make him accept being protected by women for a lifetime. Natasha, in Li Lan's opinion, is more often a very attractive woman. He rarely treated her as a bodyguard.

"It's not a bad thing to exercise, if you are in good health and strong in your skills, you will earn it." Li Lan explained.

"In that case, I don't advise you, I don't want to see you work so hard, if you can persevere, your physical fitness will be up, and it will be a blessing to the base." Natasha didn't say anything more.

"Or, Natasha, give it a try." Speaking of Natasha's strength, Li Lan has never seen it, and he is also very curious about the long box that she does not leave as soon as she goes out.

Natasha's exclusive hero-level sniper ability, he has always wanted to see it.

"Yes." Natasha was not pretentious, and took off her jacket two or three times, leaving only a pair of combat pants and a black vest. The thick black hair is draped over the fragrant shoulders, the sleek lotus arms line against the greasy skin like mutton fat and white jade, and the tight-fitting vest outlines the thrilling hot curves. The upper part of the vest is very open, and the overflowing snow muscle is full and full, and the outline is even more round and sharp, and under the black wrapping, two round and proud snow-white peaks rise from the edge, and a tempting ravine in the center is enough to make any real man blood angry in an instant.

Li Lan often sees such a scene, and he has some immunity, but at this moment, he was still stunned for a few seconds. Ahmed, who was on the side, turned around and left very consciously. Here, whether it is Li Lan or Natasha, he is a subordinate, and he doesn't dare to stay in such a scene for long.

After Ahmet left, there were only two left, Li Lan and Natasha, because of Natasha's existence, Li Lan's guards were just watching from a distance.

Natasha didn't let Li Lan wait for a long time, picked up the big box next to her, pressed her hand on the fingerprint reader, and the box was opened immediately.

Li Lan walked over curiously, and what caught his eyes was a pitch-black sniper rifle, and it was a very long one, at least Li Lan had never seen such a long sniper rifle. Usually looking at this box, it's almost a person tall, and the feeling is that the guy in it is already so tall.

This sniper rifle is not disassembled like a normal sniper rifle, but is placed in a complete box. The whole gun gives people a sense of unity, with beautiful lines and corners, and cool black paint. It's enough to make everyone who loves guns love it after they get it.

"This gun is my closest friend and a gift from the base, and it was able to hit an egg four kilometers away." Without too much introduction, Natasha, who took up arms, gave people a very strong feeling, serious, serious, and calm.

Li Lan naturally felt the kind of temperament that emanated from Natasha's body after picking up this weapon. Natasha has always given Li Lan a very "fickle" feeling, and this "fickleness" is naturally only aimed at him. He also gets teased by Natasha from time to time. However, Li Lan had never seen Natasha at this time, it was so quiet that it was chilling, as if she had disappeared in front of her, even her eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and there was no sharpness like a mang, giving people a feeling of returning to the basics.

Is this the real Natasha? Is this a true heroic unit?

Li Lan asked herself in her heart, she had never felt so much shock in a person. Strong, really strong.

"Don't try, you've already shown me." Li Lan said seriously and seriously.

At this moment, Natasha in his eyes no longer only has a heart-warming body, but also has a strong inner strength.

"I want to surpass her, conquer her, conquer her completely, and she must always belong to me alone." Such thoughts instantly filled all of Li Lan's thoughts. For Natasha, he now has the strongest desire to conquer. This is not just to satisfy a man's vanity, but an obsession filled with all kinds of desires for conquest. (To be continued......)