"You've done a great job!"

Hearing this all-too-familiar "boast", Zhan Xia Ge, the captain of the Chinese team who was burying his head in a pile of intelligence data and trying to digest and absorb it, suddenly stiffened. After a long time, he cautiously turned around, a face that seemed to be smiling was staring at him with a meaningful smile, Zhan Xia Ge involuntarily reached out and scratched his scalp fiercely, grabbed a necklace from the collar that hid Yajie's photo inside, left a light kiss on it, and whispered: "Fuck, why are you dreaming of spring again at this time?!" ”

Ignoring the theoretically impossible, but indeed standing behind Yajie'er, the warrior song turned his head again and continued to fight with a large amount of information they had personally collected here. If you want to be a good captain, you must know yourself and your opponent, and use detailed information and data as the basis to judge the situation, only in this way can you make the most correct judgment in the most intense and tense competition. And if you want to do this, you must not just rely on the thinking and flexible mind of what is created, but you must completely precipitate your heart, plunge into the pile of information that is true, false, and real, use your own mind to analyze and judge, eliminate useless and false information one by one, and engrave the real and effective information into your mind little by little, and record it in a notebook on the table.

This is definitely the most strenuous and tedious job!

Yajie'er didn't speak again, she just stood there quietly, quietly with an appreciative eye, watching the warrior singer struggle with more than two feet thick intelligence, watching the warrior singer holding a red and blue pencil, holding a 2B pencil in his ear, writing and drawing on the intelligence and map, and taking out measuring tools such as triangles and compasses from time to time, listing data on the map. Yajieer found that when her most beloved man focused all his attention on work and faced work, he was really beautiful! That kind of concentration from the heart, that kind of confident and authoritative eyes, all give Zhan Xia Ge a kind of stability and seriousness that he has never shown in front of Yajie'er.

This is the truly mature warrior song.

The room was so quiet that the only sound of the Warrior Song flipping the pages and the muttering of his mouth without knowing what he was counting was going on. Zhan Xia Ge suddenly reached out and grabbed a dart for the game, and with a random flick, the dart pulled a beautiful arc in the air, and plunged into a giant map that hung on the wall and was more than two meters long. Glancing at where the dart hit, he grinned and continued to work.

Ya Jie'er tried to slow her steps as lightly as she walked to the front of the giant map, and as she stepped out of her legs, Warrior Song's ears suddenly stood up, but in an instant they relaxed again. Seeing this scene, Yajie'er's heart was instantly filled with tenderness and emotion.

In this world, there is no one who can get within five steps of the Song of Warriors without being noticed by him, even if he concentrates all his attention on his work! But the moment he found someone approaching, Zhan Xia Ge used his own hearing, his own sense of smell, and even his sense to determine Yajie'er's identity, and then immediately lifted his guard. This process was so fast that even Zhan Xia Ge himself didn't really understand it, so he still didn't know that the woman he loved the most was already standing by his side, so he still continued to bury his head in a pile of information, grabbing a large work notebook, on which he recorded some intelligence data that he thought was important.

Yajie'er stuck out her tongue lightly and walked over to the map full of darts in the Warrior Song. This is a cloth map more than two meters long and one meter wide, with more than 20 darts densely tied on it, and what really moved Yajieer was that this topographic map of the conference competition was hand-drawn by someone with a special colored pen. Looking at the swords and crossbows on this map, with flying and domineering imitation Song style Chinese characters, Yajieer was really stunned, and she once again cast her disbelieving gaze on the man she was working in. Because she is really familiar with these words, the love letter written to her by Zhan Xia Ge herself, every word is so flamboyant and full of oppression. This huge map, which is two meters long and more than one meter wide, was actually drawn by Zhan Xia Ge himself!

Yajie'er's heart was full of doubts, isn't the map of the conference competition venue sold outside, although a copy will cost fifty dollars, which is a little more expensive and a little black-hearted, but there is no need to spend so much effort to draw a map by yourself.

Jager's attention was drawn to a few lines of small print on the map, marked next to a location that represented a hill.

First of all, Zhan Xia Song made a note on it with a blue pencil: "Peak 008, the official map is 397 meters high, and the southern slope is 45 degrees. The actual measurement results show that the elevation is 565 meters, and the south is 85 degrees almost vertical! ”

After this paragraph, Zhan Xia Ge wrote his analysis and inference in a striking bold red pencil: "Trap, be careful! You can use it! ”

Data and analytics like this can be found everywhere on the map. Yajieer really couldn't imagine how much perseverance it took to find out that the map sold by the main method of the conference was mixed with false information, and in just one week, they had to conduct a field survey of the competition venue with a radius of several hundred square kilometers, and draw such an accurate and detailed strategic map!

If Ya Jie'er guessed correctly, the position where Zhan Xia Ge pierced with a dart was the place where he designed one wonderful battle after another in his mind after repeated thinking.

"Five, three, two, seven......" Zhan Xia Ge didn't know what he was calculating, he obviously encountered some problems, although he couldn't see his face, Ya Jie'er could guess that Zhan Xia Ge must be frowning now, there was a soft sound of "click" in the room, and Zhan Xia Ge began to get used to tapping the pen in his hand again when he encountered the most difficult problem to solve.

"Alas, two hundred and eighty-two points, five points short!" Zhan Xia Ge pulled the paper full of various data vigorously, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the wastepaper basket next to him, and began to recalculate.

Two hundred and eighty-two plus five points, isn't that the merit score that allowed Zhao Jianping to get rid of the compulsory service period?!

Ya Jie'er stared at the back of the warrior song, which was thick enough to support any burden in this world, she was really stupid. Ya Jie'er gently sniffled her upright nose and waved her hand silently to wipe away the tears welling up in her eyes. When her eyes as bright as the stars in the dark night rippled wave after wave of the sea, proud, happy, and unapologetic smiles also rose from Yajie'er's face like a begonia blooming.

There was a loud frolic outside the room, and the officers and soldiers of the American special forces were holding a camp. The soldiers, who were very proficient in survival in the wild, lit a bonfire on the seashore, and the large sea fish strung on the branches made a sizzling sound on the flames, and the fragrant grease fell in the fire in large drops, raising wisps of faint oil smoke. With cheerful calls, barrel after barrel of beer was moved out of the warehouse and poured into everyone's cup.

During the two weeks of waiting for the other participating teams to arrive at the designated meeting place, the organizing committee did not arrange any additional assessment or training for each participating team, which became the most rare leisure time. Hearing this sound that only belonged to happiness, more and more soldiers of the participating teams walked out of their barracks and joined this happy party.

Hearing the happy cheers outside, Zhan Xia Ge only tilted his ears slightly, and after making sure that there was no accident, he smiled indifferently and began to calculate how to make up two hundred and eighty-seven merit points. The cheers outside rose and fell, in stark contrast to the silence in the room.

"Principal Li Xiangshang, have you seen it?" Yajie'er whispered in her heart, "You have found the best, the best captain!" ”

Yajie'er really planned to scold him as soon as she saw the warrior song who didn't listen to the orders of her superiors and violated the guiding ideology of "don't lose, don't lose too outrageously". But at this moment, all she wanted to do was to walk over and hold this man's body tightly with her two hands, which would support her for the rest of her life, and hug his thick and powerful waist tightly.

In fact, Yajie'er really did this, she pressed her face tightly against the back of the warrior song, and called softly: "Warrior song! Thank you, my ...... Chivalrous song! ”

Zhan Xia Ge's body trembled violently again, smelling the fragrance of the familiar shampoo, feeling the amazing bullet of the girl's chest behind her, and feeling the tenderness of her deepest heart, Zhan Xia Ge stood for a long time before turning his head violently and taking Ya Jie'er into his arms.

Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened in disbelief, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Jie'er?!" ”

"Hmm!" Yajie'er nodded happily, "Accident or not?" ”

"Accident!"

"Surprised?"

"Surprised!"

"Not happy ......"

Yajie'er's later words were completely blocked by the lips that covered the warrior song, and the lips of the two people were obsessed with each other for an unknown amount of time, until the two of China's most elite professional soldiers were suffocated to death by this long kiss, and they finally reluctantly separated. Zhan Xia Ge stretched out his hand and stroked Yajie'er's lips that were red and swollen from his kiss, and said in a low voice: "Jie'er, you really want to kill me!" ”

Although the love affair between the two people has been spread in the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School, it is really well known, but falling in love in the barracks, especially in the Fifth Special Force, is a violation of the regulations, and the love between the two is a teacher-student relationship, even if it is cheeky with the song of war heroes, they are always embarrassed to behave above board. Originally, the two of them had very little time to get along, in order to help Zhao Haiping, Zhan Xia Ge walked into the confinement room by himself, and then directly took over the order to participate in the military competition, and after all, he and Yajieer had not met privately for several months.

Seeing Zhan Xia Ge walking over quickly and locking the door of the house, Ya Jie'er only felt that her heart was beating faster, and with the shutters making a soft "brush" sound, the light in the room faded suddenly, and when Zhan Xia Ge gasped slightly and reached out to hug Ya Jieer again, this small single dormitory was already filled with a ** atmosphere.

"I have a command to convey to you......"

Yajie'er tried to make a final effort, but the warrior song had already picked her up by the waist and walked quickly to his single bed, and when he covered the body of his most beloved woman, he exclaimed indistinctly, "It's our time for the two of us, let some bullshit order to hell with it first!" ”

Hugging Zhan Xia Ge's tense body, Ya Jie'er couldn't help but sigh lightly secretly, only she knew that Zhan Xia Ge was really too nervous at this time. Don't look at his cynical appearance, it seems that he is not afraid when the sky falls, but in the face of the most elite special forces in the world, it is already very difficult to win, not to mention that while carrying out the orders of the golden mean, he has to score enough merit points for Zhao Jianping in this competition.

Her man was really too nervous and tired, he really needed some proper relaxation, and his embrace and gentleness were undoubtedly his most comfortable harbor.

The clothes on the two of them were quickly cleared, and their last obstacle was casually thrown to the chair next to the bed by Zhan Xia Ge, Ya Jie'er suddenly took the initiative to reach out and hugged Zhan Xia Ge tightly, when Zhan Xia Ge's body sank slightly, and pushed her long-accumulated enthusiasm into Ya Jie'er's body, Ya Jie'er was finally completely immersed in the ** world. But her hands were still gently caressing the broad back of the warrior song.

That kind of gentle caress is not only the touch of a lover, but also the care of relatives, and a little support and encouragement from friends. It was this kind of caress that made Zhan Xia Ge's body, which was as tight as a stone just now, quickly relax. When two people cooperate with each other, try their best to please each other, and get pleasure from each other, the most primitive symphony of men and women rings in the room.

……

I don't know how long it took, when the two of them finally hugged each other and stroked each other's aftertaste, Zhan Xia Ge asked lazily while enjoying Yajie'er's caresses: "Jie'er, don't you have an order to convey, tell me now!" ”

This man is really very cunning!

Ya Jie'er looked at the hateful guy who was close at hand, and his hands were constantly roaming over her body. He made it clear that he knew that he would definitely scold him, so he struck first, in this situation where the two people remained the most intimate, how could you make a straight face and complete the order that Li Xiangshang had confessed, 'You must scold that bastard boy'?!

(To be continued)