While their team was safe, Bill slept with the others, and he was also thinking about something when he slept, maybe all this was something he should have experienced. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey...... Bruce, do you know what day it is......" Andrew mysteriously approached Bruce's side.

"Hell knows......" Bruce lay on the bed and didn't want to move. I've been training for more than a month, I'm dying, and it's finally coming to an end, so don't tell me what I have. "But...... It seems to be Bill's birthday. Andrew continued. Shall we help celebrate? ”

"Cut... What is there to celebrate on that devil's birthday? He made it so that we didn't get a good night's sleep in more than a month! Jack said smugly. And help him celebrate, I see you're in the water! Jack cursed endlessly. Also How do you know it's his birthday? ”

"I went to the camp command post last week to deliver papers, and I saw Bill's resume on the table......" Andrew whispered. Krum: Tell me what you think. Bruce asked Krum on the side. I think it's better to celebrate, because he's done so much for us this month. And if it weren't for him, we might still be crouching in a military prison. Krum shrugged. Well, let's throw him a birthday party tonight at the camp bar. "It's ...... too," Bruce sat up. He sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled out a cigarette and smoked it. "Okay, that's it." Night had fallen, and there was darkness and silence in the tall rainforest in the distance, a stark contrast to this rear training camp. The camp was lit up, and many soldiers were sipping beer after a busy day and singing that tune-changing song aloud with those around them. Under the light of the stars, it seems so comfortable here, and it is so incompatible with the front line ahead. Bill walked alone in the camp, having just come out of the camp command post and was walking towards the tavern in the camp. "Today...... It's the last day of training. Bill sighed. Is it too reluctant to send this group of people to the unpredictable battlefield? Bill muttered silently to himself. He shook his head slightly. "Maybe it's because I'm thinking too much, they're the best of the best for me, they're familiar with the rainforest, and they're the best in training...... There should be no problem, and that Bruce ......" Bill walked to the tavern with his own words. He looked at the tavern, and it seemed very abnormal. There is no noise in the tavern, and it is very quiet without lights.

The inexplicable silence of "......" made Bill's nerves tense, and as a soldier, he felt that it was very abnormal. Don't...... Is it a sneak attack from the enemy?! Bill looked around, and there seemed to be no one but a group of drunken soldiers. He looked at the woods around him, and it seemed to be normal. "......" Bill swallowed and foamed. He took out his pistol. With a gun in his right hand, he slowly opened the door to the tavern with his left hand. The door opened slightly, and there was only a slit, and it was dark and dark when I couldn't see anything from the outside of the crack to the inside. "Okay......" Bill stood on the left hand side of the door. He mentally prepared himself and exhaled deeply. Then he kicked his foot hard towards the door. "Bang......" The moment the door was kicked open, Bill rushed in. Just then, the lights came on. The group laughed and applauded.

“…… It's ......" Bill looked at the crowd in front of him, and at a small slap-sized cake on the tavern table, as if he knew something. "Happy Birthday! Instructor Bill! Bruce said with a smile. Bear...... Happy birthday! Instructor Bill! Andrew whispered, too. Happy birthday! Instructor Bill! Krum raised his black arm and said with a smile. Cut..."Jack seemed upset. "Happy birthday." Jack said, tilting his face to the side. "Everybody......" Bill looked at the people in front of him, wanting to get angry but not knowing where to start getting angry. He smiled. "Thank you, today is the last day of training, and the training is over, so please don't call me instructor next time, because we will be comrades-in-arms in the future. Just call me Bill. Bill shrugged. Originally, I wanted to train you in the evening, but on the last day, I want you to have no regrets. But, for your sake of celebrating my birthday, the training is over. "Yay!" J, who used to be a hanger, is now more hilarious than anyone else when he hears Bill say this. "Then let's have a drink tonight!" Krum pulled out a dozen beers from the corner of the table. "If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" After three rounds of drinking, everyone was exhausted, and everyone began to talk nonsense with the strength of the wine. "That...... Instructor Bill... "Andrew said with a drunken smile. "You...... You haven't said it yet... Partition... Which unit the hell are you from? ”

"Don't call me Instructor, call me Bill, or Handsome Bill, or Superman Bill." Bill also seemed to be very drunk. "I'm a green beret. Pretty powerful, right? The people inside are all from the elite. Bill said with a mouthful of wine. Are they all elites? Jack said with a smile. So you ...... Partition...... What else are you going to do to train our people? "......" Bill heard this and fell silent. Those my comrades...... They're all dead......" said Bill, looking a little sad. "You scumbag! Why are you talking about this topic?! My comrade-in-arms...... They are dead, but they are still alive in my heart! Bill started crying as he spoke. I cried like a child. Maybe it's because they're drunk that they can express their truest emotions like this, right? "You scumbags, can you understand?" Bill said as he snorted. "You scumbags, have you ever seen a real battlefield? The battlefield is changing rapidly, and ...... Maybe the comrade next to you is still covering your right side one second, and the next second all that's left is his steel helmet. The cruelty is not something that those of you who stay in the rear every day can experience! "Hmm...... Sure enough, you didn't disappoint me. Bill said with a smile. I know everything about you, and welcome everyone to join my team, this time the plan is called, Junglestorm! ”

"Yes! We're excited to join ......," Bruce said with a smile. "Bill, I have one more request." "Say, I'll see what comes out of the mouths of you scumbags." Bill said with a smile as he took a beer. If this war doesn't end, we're going to die here sooner or later......" Bruce said solemnly.

"You won't die so easily!" Bill said with a frown. I also hope I don't die, but I just hope ......" Bruce said with a smile. "If any of us dies, the living will come to their funeral in the clothes of sexy beauties at his funeral! Hahaha......"

(To be continued.) )