When Gong Chen was still very young, he longed for the day when he could sit in a tank and drive this steel beast known as the king of land battles.

Unfortunately, when he realized this 'dream', he was deeply aware that it was really uncomfortable for this thing to sit up.

Let's not mention it in terms of physical sensation, after all, just walking on a not very smooth road is enough to produce a feeling of turmoil that makes the stomach 'bitter'.

However, the most difficult thing for Gong Chen to accept is that its internal space is too small and quite stuffy.

In short, he gave up not long after satisfying his not-so-mature dream. I began to think that maybe I didn't make it to become a tank crew, and it was a 'wise' choice.

Of course, just 'feeling' was obviously not enough to completely relieve the sense of loss in his heart.

We have to take some practical action to truly eliminate this psychological gap.

After experiencing the 'tank tour' for about half an hour, Miyachen decided to ask the commander in charge of driving the tank that he wanted to get out of the car.

Even though he knew that such a request sounded excessive. Especially when I thought that I had begged for a long time before, I asked these soldiers with only one tendon in their heads to bring themselves. He will realize how excessive his 'demands' are now.

But he didn't have a choice, and continuing to stay here was undoubtedly a disaster for him, and it was even more of a torture.

So when he said it, the other crew members on the tank naturally unanimously vetoed it.

Their reason is very simple, they are now on the march, and a rash stop will not only disrupt the formation, but also be punished by their superiors out of thin air.

However, no matter how resolute their attitude is, these soldiers with only one tendon in their heads are still too immature to see much of the world.

Gong Chen just casually weaved a lie for himself that others could easily see through, and successfully aroused their sympathy, and made them easily believe his nonsense under the attack of lies.

Gong Chen, who had successfully left the tank, said goodbye to these 'simple soldiers' perfunctorily, while watching the torrent of steel that kept running past him, his eyes extended all the way to the distance.

At this time, he couldn't help but recall the priest and others who had not heard from him for many days, and he felt a little melancholy in his heart.

In fact, the reason why he insisted on joining this upcoming war despite Xiao Fang's persuasion was also to determine the life and death of those two.

After all, it's an acquaintance. Even if there is really any accident, he is a brother, so he must confirm his life and death before he can sleep peacefully.

Perhaps because he had accidentally thought about it for a moment, it wasn't until Gong Chen came back to his senses that he noticed that at least three or more soldiers in camouflage had surrounded him. These people used their bodies to separate himself from the flow of people, and at the same time, they were still looking at him with concerned eyes, which surprised him.

After explaining their situation a little, the soldiers trotted away.

It seems that I have been in a daze for too long, which caused unnecessary misunderstandings! ’

Gong Chen thought about it and felt that it was more appropriate not to fall behind, after all, he was not here for an outing.

But just as he decided to take a new step and keep up with the large army, he unexpectedly found that the team, which had been quite neat before, had now appeared in a commotion of different scales.

Although he settled down quickly, such an abnormal situation was enough to attract his personal attention.

So, he quickened his pace, trying to get to the scene of the incident before the signs were gone.

What he didn't expect was that when he walked through the crowd and appeared in the place where the commotion had occurred, he didn't see anything strange except for someone who had the same idea as him.

And this person happens to be the kind he least wants to see.

"I've heard people say that you might be doing this too, but I thought they were mistaken. In this way, the wrong person has become myself. ”

Mr. Song, who still had a band-aid on his forehead, glanced at Gong Chen and moved his gaze elsewhere. Gong Chen noticed that his right hand seemed to be still in a plaster.

"Haven't you been making mistakes on the wrong path all the time?"

Gong Chen said in an unkind tone, he hadn't forgotten how this guy treated him before. Now that we have met again, it is natural to give him some color.

Mr. Song estimated that he also realized that Gong Chen had a deep grudge against him, so he had no intention of staying here with him at all.

I saw him hastily search the neighborhood and then strode away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to 'salute' Gong Chen.

"Ah, I almost forgot to say it. I also happened to hear that there is such a person who has been reduced to the point that he needs his wife to come forward and ask for help! I sincerely hope that that person will not be you. After all, if that's the case, it would be too sad. ”

When Mr. Song said this, he deliberately created a look as if he had just knew, which made people feel weird and disgusting.

"It's better than someone like you who dies outside and can't even find someone who can help you collect your body. Don't be jealous brother, you just need someone who is willing to pay for you, that's all. ”

In terms of bickering, Gong Chen really didn't fear anyone. Although he really doesn't like people talking about this thing, his mouth is always on other people's faces, and he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't want to care about it.

In this way, after the two broke each other's mouths, they found that neither of them had reaped any benefits from the other. At the same time, they soon realized that if they continued to waste time on such meaningless topics, they would only lose touch with the big army.

At that point, I'm afraid they'll have to spend more time and energy on their own to explain why they're doing it.

Thinking of this, Gong Chen hurriedly walked away from Mr. Song's side. The man surnamed Song plans to continue to stay here, that is his own business, and he does not intend to accompany him to the end.

In fact, for Mr. Song, why didn't he think so.

So, as if they were competing with each other, the two desperately accelerated their pace.

No one wants to be left behind, and no one wants to be left behind by the other.

In this way, they tried their feet and judged where to go based on the few marks left on the ground.

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