Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to take a bath, just went back to wipe his body, and went to the fitness room.

Miao Cuihua is not there.

Zhao Chuanxin sat still, scratching his ears and cheeks, and he didn't know what to hurry.

Suddenly, the lights went out.

The house was pitch black due to the curtains drawn.

Suddenly, the lights came on.

It wasn't the overhead lamp that lit up, but a lamp hanging on the wall, and the light was gathered and shone on the stage.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw Miao Cuihua on the stage clearly, his nose was hot, and he began to bleed.

Wide-leg trousers with a gauze gold silk pattern with rings around the waist, cutouts on both sides of the thighs, and only a rigid cloth band hanging from the hip bone. The belt seems to fall at any time, but the amazing waist-to-hip ratio makes the belt so strong.

Looking at the abdomen is very plump, but there is a vest line, Zhao Chuanxin feels that this may be the healthiest and most beautiful female figure.

Upward, there is only one corset.

There's still a ring down there.

There was even a drum beat.

Boom......

The gramophone in the corner emits a very characteristic tribal-style music.

Miao Cuihua swayed her limbs like a snake, and between her extremely flexible waist and hips, Zhao Chuanxin could see the gaps in the light yarn, faintly revealing a touch of whiteness.

It's too Gu.

Zhao Chuanxin's nosebleed was long, and he forgot to wipe it.

This kind of dance should be a tribal fusion style, which was taught by Zhao Chuanxin at the beginning.

But not exactly, it even incorporates the movements of balancing.

With Miao Cuihua's self-made costume props, the impact on male vision is incomparable.

When she turned around, Zhao Chuanxin saw that under her waist, there was a triangular hollow belt hanging from her belt, and the yarn was translucent.

Shadow is enough......

And on the back, there is also a tattoo, I don't know when I got it, the pattern makes Zhao Chuanxin feel familiar, it must be the style of the Kanaka family, and Zhao Chuanxin's tattoo faintly corresponds.

Kanaka women are not eligible to get tattoos on their bodies, at most a vertical tattoo on the jaw.

Mahina must know this, but why would she get a tattoo?

Miao Cuihua's skin is fair and delicate, while the tattoo pigment of the Kanaka people is black, reflecting her whiter skin.

Somehow, with the addition of tattoos, Zhao Chuanxin felt even more charming.

Really, Zhao Chuanxin swears that he has encountered the biggest temptation in his life.

Gu, what a Gu!

With every action, Zhao Chuanxin felt that her underwear was dangerous.

But it has never been left in the balance.

Art, it's so art.

At the end of the song, Miao Cuihua jumped and danced, and when it ended, she unconsciously arrived in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

I don't know how she did it, her expression is cold, but her eyes are charming, maybe it's eye shadow?

She just lowered her head slightly, and then her eyes picked up, and Zhao Chuanxin's heartbeat accelerated.

Captain Zhao also wanted to quibble: "I, I look at it with a critical eye......"

Miao Cuihua's voice was ethereal: "Will the king of tomorrow be early?" ”

"No, it's not early, it's time to sleep......"

Miao Cuihua took a step closer, bent down slightly, and supported Zhao Chuanxin's knees with both hands: "Why don't you look at me?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin's anger started from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts.

What a woman, dare to provoke the uncle?

He stood up suddenly, grabbed Miao Cuihua with one arm, and lifted her up directly.

Miao Cuihua was not afraid, she was very comfortable and casually put a white and tender arm on his shoulder, tilting her head and looking at him with a smile.

Zhao Chuanxin's fingers hooked the hollow strap, his index finger and thumb pinched one end, and the other three fingers and palms pulled the other end, fighting with one hand.

Collapse......

The strap is broken.

Well, Lao Tzu is now going to solve the biggest suspense of tonight.

Captain Zhao didn't want to divide the occasion at all, so he started from the fitness room and moved to thousands of miles.

The duel between two masters who practice balancing is often sensational and intense.

Why do you need to extinguish the candle?

The lights of the dog day that I got out of nowhere baked the atmosphere just right.

White flesh and black flowers, see you in the moon clouds.

The face is not red and breathless.

With Zhao Chuanxin's physical strength increasing, he actually has a regret that his opponent is difficult to find.

But today is really a chess opponent.

Sister Hua is the most talented and the best person among Zhao Chuanxin's people who teach balancing techniques, and even Zhao Chuanxin sighs to herself.

Perseverance makes her strong.

If Yi shoots nine sunsets, it is like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

Sister Hua finally broke out tonight.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly felt hearty.

The two looked at each other and smiled, hugged each other and fell asleep.

The next morning, I opened my eyes almost at the same time.

Their bodies were strong, lying opposite each other, with their legs folded, so that they did not feel numb and tired all night.

Miao Cuihua pressed her forehead against Zhao Chuanxin's chin: "Let you feel it." ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "That's right, it's hard to say that it didn't give me a little shock to an empty nester." ”

"Men are like this, I reconciled with myself when I was very young, and I understood that I was just an ordinary person."

"Then you ordinary people have a lot of tricks."

"Joy in suffering."

"There are a lot of crooked reasoning."

There are generally two kinds of reconciliation with yourself.

One is resigned reconciliation.

It is very ordinary to admit yourself, it is difficult to make great achievements, calm your mind, and be a new person.

The other is a clear reconciliation.

Suddenly, the golden flail was opened, and the jade lock was torn off here. Hey? The tide on the Qiantang River came to me, and today I know that I am me.

Zhao Chuanxin recognized some things when he was very young.

Miao Cuihua woke up today.

Memories such as being desperate, displaced, and disappointed are all like a cloud of smoke, and I don't take them to heart anymore.

Unlike Zhao Chuanxin, Miao Cuihua has faith, she believes that there is a god in this world, and Zhao Chuanxin is a god, so she firmly feels that the views of the Kanaka people are true.

It's just that God is different from what she imagined.

God doesn't have to be high, not necessarily unsmiling, not necessarily lacking in emotions and six desires.

When she was chatting with Mahina, she said some of her own opinions and inadvertently revealed some thoughts.

Miao Cuihua's figure, skin and temperament have changed drastically recently.

The simple Mahna swore that Miao Cuihua was destined to be a woman of God, and she had inherited the power of God, so she tattooed Miao Cuihua exceptionally.

Zhao Chuanxin touched her back and sighed, "Why don't you have a scar?" ”

He is numb and numb, and Miao Cuihua's back is smooth.

Miao Cuihua said: "At first, it was, and then it all healed. ”

Is it still the effect of anti-pigmentation and balancing?

Zhao Chuanxin usually practices this very little, because he feels that it is unnecessary.

I guess it's because of that.

So, his hands felt up and down, back and forth, left and right again.

Is.

I don't have to leave my hands dirty.

Miao Cuihua said: "Be careful, don't split your fingers." ”

"Don't worry, my fingers are steady."

"You're leaving today, I'll get up and give you breakfast."

Zhao Chuanxin was not idle, and after washing, he hurriedly went to assemble the parts that had been polished yesterday.

The isolation block is split in two, and the left isolation switch controls the hammer in half-fire mode. When switching to burst mode, the left disconnector is disabled, and the rotary cam and clutch spring allow firing up to three rounds at a time.

The hammer moves in reverse, the clutch spring can rotate the cam, the trigger rotates forward, the blocker migrates, and engages with the deep groove of the cam. When the hammer moves successively, the cam rotates backwards. The blocker is again combined with the hammer. The burst stopper is triggered, and the hammer is released again. The cam rotates again and repeats the cycle. When the blocker engages with the third, deepest notch on the cam, the disconnector fully controls the hammer and blocks it. In order to shoot three more bullets, you must first release the trigger and pull it again.

This is the three-point shooting principle.

Semi-automatic alone is easy to achieve, and it is easy to achieve a single burst like Makqin, but this three-point shot is the most difficult level at the moment, but it is still overcome by Benjamin Goldberg.

It was very complicated, and Zhao Chuanxin participated in the design throughout the process, but it took a lot of effort for him to install it.

The short but high-strength clutch spring was quite cumbersome to manufacture and could not be mass-produced.

Zhao Chuanxin installed all the parts, and the sun had already risen.

He was in a bit of a hurry.

Pull the handle, unload the magazine, rotate the firing mode, pull the trigger, everything is fine, Zhao Chuanxin simply didn't try the gun.

He said hello, called Mishan to get on his horse and left.

It was only on horseback that he reloaded the magazine.

But in broad daylight, he can't shoot at will. Load two double-row 30-round magazines and stuff them like aluminum receivers.

Zhao Chuanxin said that the wars at this time were often lively.

Like the Russo-Japanese War, it is already a high-intensity war.

The war continues to develop and will become highly mobile.

When a fight broke out, the combat detachments were often dominated by encounters.

In the absence of satellite surveillance, reactive fire without aiming can be as good as shooting with correct aim, which can injure or kill an enemy.

In fact, this assault rifle is suitable for oneself or the insurance team at the moment, but it is a little out of place on the battlefield at this time.

Because of the small caliber and short range, it is of little use except for charging, because both sides usually fight "lively battles" from a safe distance.

Like the First World War, sharpshooters usually shoot at a distance of 1200 meters.

This is a long distance, and Zhao Chuanxin has to use a special large-caliber sniper rifle to hit the target with a special large-caliber sniper rifle when he has devil's crystal glasses.

And what about the other sharpshooters?

Hehe, it's mostly just a fun.

The real effective killing distance is often within 100 meters.

This is the conclusion reached by the ORO after investigating 3 million reports of casualties in World War I and World War II.

Insurance teams are usually special operations, and assault rifles become especially important when they are fighting when both friend and foe are limited by the terrain.

Thinking along the way, Zhao Chuanxin came to New York Harbor.

It's crowded with people, and there's no end in sight.

Zhao Chuanxin was condescending, and saw that there were 16 battleships painted white on the sea, lined up in a neat column, and anchored arrogantly.

In addition to the capital ships, there are 6 destroyers and an oil tanker, which also has a name for pulling the wind - the Thunderstrike Detachment.

A support fleet consisting of five auxiliary ships, including supply ships, repair ships, supply ships, and hospital ships.

In addition, there is a huge number of merchant ships.

(End of chapter)