"I remember, the homeroom teacher asked me to hand in a form, and I had to go back to the dormitory first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Just when Bu regret was transitioning, suddenly Meng Huo patted his head and said.

"What form?" Qu Fei asked.

"Register personal information, because our class has not yet held a class meeting, the head teacher handed it over to me in the morning, and the formal military training will start tomorrow, and I have to go to the army training uniform at four o'clock." Meng Huo said, "Do you want to help me get my clothes?" ”

"Let's go. Get down to business first. Qu Fei looked at Zhao Da and Bu Cheng with a reluctant face and said.

At university, a few days before the start of school, it was quite troublesome, all kinds of class meetings, forms, physical examinations, plus handing out books and handing things in.

"You go first, I'll come later." Although Bu Cheng doesn't like to retreat in the middle of the game, this is the first time to meet his roommates, so it's best to leave a good impression of being hardworking and capable.

"Then hurry up, our dormitory has to move the clothes of the whole class, it's really tiring." Meng Huo said.

Seeing that his roommates had left the Internet café, Bu Cheng was embarrassed to continue to stay, and hurriedly commanded Xia Fei to stick to the edge of the house where the enemy was hiding, and he didn't move when he pasted it.

It's all dead anyway, so it's better to stick it up and wait until the enemy comes out to attack you, and let your teammates blow it up, so it's a little assist, and no light tank will be unable to get along with the assist.

Sure enough, the tank on the opposite side saw that this Xia Fei was so arrogant, and dared to openly throw soap in front of a group of muscular men.

If you want to say that the most hateful thing in World of Tanks is the eye car, which is inexplicably lit up and then inexplicably blown up by artillery.

Whoever is angry smashes the keyboard and mouse. And all of this is caused by the culprit's eye car. Therefore, playing with the eye car is playing with the heartbeat.

The tanks on the opposite side suddenly became uncalm, and rushed out of the bunker one after another, with a great momentum of not killing Xia Fei and vowing not to give up, while the step regret on the side was a tearful typed: "I'm sorry, big brothers, it's not me who is langing, there is really something to do, and I have to do it." ”

"It's over, no one lights it up, this one kneels."

"Don't speak, Xia Fei's last bit of contribution, hurry up and greet the artillery."

"They all came out, bombed on time, and fought for a wave to kill them."

"Damn, artillery brothers, don't always worry about your family, everyone else is calling for the mountains."

"Brother is standing up, we will have no worries after we kill the enemy in the family."

"Hurry up~ I'm hanging up!"

……

Seeing the communication of his teammates, Bu Cheng silently switched to HE bombs, the high explosive and high damage of HE shells are very suitable for broken tracks, and he has to make the last contribution to his teammates.

Aiming at the corner of the wall, after the M6 heavy tank turned out, it broke off the blood, retreated a little, and carried the M4A2E8 Sherman with a shot, but I didn't expect that there was a VK3601 (H) tank behind him.

Bu Cheng looked at the tanks surrounding him from all directions, and suddenly he was not calm, and hurriedly typed and said: "I am surrounded by the enemy, shoot at me!" Drive to me~"

Without waiting for Bu to finish speaking, VK3601 (H) exploded Xia Fei's chrysanthemum with one shot, taking away the remnants of Xia Fei's blood.

“……”

“……”

“……”

The artillerymen were dumbfounded by the repentant amusement, and only a bunch of ellipses could indicate the mood now.

At the same moment when the Xiafei tank exploded, the shells of the self-propelled guns also fell from the sky, and justice from the sky is not a joke, even if it can't be hit, it can blow up a considerable amount of blood with the splashing of the HE.

Six guns on one side is not a joke, it is a rhythm of destruction, if you don't know the power of artillery, then take a look at the heavy tanks on the mountain.

Which one is not a hundred drops of blood? Whoever hid either behind the rocks or behind the house, and those who were slow to hide, pretending to think that the artillery would not blow him up, were now full of black smoke rising above their heads.

Boom Boom ~ At least five of the six guns are aimed here, and the M6 heavy tank, which was blown up to the ground before, can no longer carry the righteous shells of the artillery.

In a violent explosion, it turned into a lump of scrap metal.

The other M4A3E8 Sherman and VK3601(H) were blown to the ground and hung up after a slight rubbing.

And all this, Bu Cheng can no longer see, at this time he is already on the way back to the dormitory.

"I'm back." When he arrived at the door of the dormitory, Bu Cheng said loudly.

At this moment, there are already people coming and going at the door of the dormitory, and it seems that a class of students is registering or something. Bu Cheng squeezed in, and Meng Huo shouted loudly: "The leader of a dormitory, fill in all the information on it, and collect it later, and a few people from each dormitory, follow me to move clothes." ”

It lasted for a while, and after the talent was finished, Meng Huo not only took care of the fifth class, that is, the class where Bu Cheng was, but also took care of the sixth class. So I was busy for a long time before I was relaxed.

After a little help on the side, Bu Cheng was pulled by Qu Fei and others to carry the military training uniforms, and the forty-six people in the class were all moved by boxes of military training uniforms.

Knowing that the sun is in the west, these tedious things are done.

"I'm tired!" Bu Cheng said with a long breath.

"This is the military training uniform we are going to wear? It's not as good as the beggars over there. Qu Fei turned his head and took a shirt to comment.

"Be content, your side is so developed, and the monthly income of beggars is higher than that of our white-collar workers, so make do with it." Meng Huo was also very tired and gasped.

Zhao Da didn't say anything, but just said: "I'm hungry, when are I going to eat?" ”

"Rest, take a break, what time is it?" Meng Huo asked.

"It's more than five o'clock, and it's half past five." Qu Fei looked at his watch and said, "No, I'm hungry, the amount of labor is so large, I have to kill him one hundred and eighty today." ”

"Four people eat one hundred and eighty, can you raise your ambition a little?" Zhao Da said with disdain.

"I mean, I eat one hundred and eighty alone, of course, it's not as good as you, you eat one thousand and eight hundred alone." Qu Fei smiled evilly.

"Let's go, let's eat!" Meng Huo waved his hand, stood up and walked out the door. Behind him were three half-dead hungry ghosts~

In a college town, if you want to eat, it's almost everything. Grilled squid, fried game, that's the basic snack of a college town.

Of course, there are also high-end snacks such as the messy stew in the Northeast, the donkey meat fire in the river, the braised pork rice in Baodao, the hot pot in Chongqing, and the rice noodles across the bridge in Yunnan.

But these do not quench hunger and enhance feelings, the most satisfying and emotionally enhancing thing is the kebab from Xinjiang.

A group of people, or a dorm house of brothers. Gather around a table and order hundreds of skewers of lamb and some cold beer.

Isn't it beautiful to eat a skewer, drink a sip of wine, brag about it, not only toast but also dry skewers, and finally pay the bill with a full burp and hook your shoulders and back to sleep?