"Good!"
The high-level generals who watched the war in the rear could not help but praise one after another.
General Lu narrowed his eyes and stared at the upright lengsa not far ahead. "Madam, this is more powerful than the elite of our six southern provinces."
Fu Fengcheng looked very gentle in the light of the fire. He raised his eyes and looked at lengsa in front of him and said, "general Lu also thinks his wife is very powerful?"
General Lu gave a thumbs up. "Apart from others, this hand is stable. I haven't seen several people who can be as stable as Mrs. big and young in recent years."
This game was much longer and more intense than the previous one. Lengsa shot the least number of times among the six people. So far, only three shots have been fired, but... She also played three pieces.
In other words, this is a real gun. There are no false shots and 100 shots.
General Lu regretted, "how can this be a girl? If this is a boy, he has this ability... If he doesn't get robbed from the army, he will be crazy."
Such skills can not be achieved only by hard work. Hard work is inevitable, but talent is more important.
Fu Dashao and his wife are obviously the most talented people.
Fu Fengcheng did not understand general Lu's regret at all, and a faint smile came up on his lips.
Even in the night, the woman in front of her is still dazzling, which makes people unable to look at her.
The chief of staff of the ninth brigade couldn't help but say, "young lady, young lady is so powerful. If you have time, why don't you ask her to give our brother some advice on shooting?"
General Lu was overjoyed when he heard the speech. "Yes, what do you think?"
"I don't think so." Fu Fengcheng said faintly.
The chief of staff quickly winked at general Lu, and general Lu said anxiously, "why is it so bad? Anyway, you still have something to do tomorrow, and you can't accompany Mrs. Lu. Please give us some advice. Our ninth brigade is also the place where Mr. Lu once stayed. If we play a great role, there's light on his face, isn't it?"
Fu Fengcheng said, "that's all, but..."
"If you want anything, just open it!" general Lu said generously. He didn't see the expression of the nearby chief of staff who couldn't stop him and covered his face with chagrin.
Fu Fengcheng glanced at the chief of staff, "I have no conditions. I have to discuss it with my wife. She promised."
"Don't you object?" general Lu's eyes brightened. He didn't want to talk to Fu Dashao about terms at all. It feels like talking once is like dying once. Mrs. Shao looks like a good talker.
Fu Fengcheng said, "this is madam's freedom. As long as she wants, I have nothing to object to. However, if madam doesn't want, general Lu can't force it."
"It's natural." general Lu promised with a smile. He was already thinking about what conditions to make or what gifts to give to persuade the young lady.
With the last flag falling, tonight's competition is completely over.
Finally, lengsa laid four flags, Zhou Yan laid two sides, and another young man also laid two sides. There were two people, one each, and the other was unlucky. He was empty and depressed tears were about to flow out. His strength may not be inferior to others, but sometimes he has to be not only good at shooting, but also stable in hand and heart.
Zhou Yan sighed and said sincerely, "we lost, madam Shao is powerful." there is still some color in the bottom of his eyes. If it wasn't too late now, maybe he could really compete with lengsa again.
After that, lengsa felt as if he had really become a black-and-white national treasure. No matter what he did, he would be watched everywhere.
Fortunately, it's late after half a night. Everyone has something to do tomorrow, so it's over and ready to go back soon.
The training place of the 11th battalion is not far from the pastoral camp. I went back after driving for a while.
The car drove directly to the barracks where the middle and high-level generals of the brigade stayed behind the Mu mountain camp.
It is not far from Yong City, so most of the families of generals live in Yong city. Even those close to Yong City live in Xingcheng not far away.
Here is just a place for everyone to stay and rest at ordinary times. The conditions are quite simple.
Lengsa followed Fu Fengcheng into the room arranged by the ninth brigade, and he was already sleepy.
I got up early this morning and rode here with Fu Fengcheng for several hours. Without even taking a break, I ran to join the training of the 11th battalion. Then it was already 11:30 p.m. until now. It was strange that lengsa was not tired.
Although he has been exercising, the conditions in the past two years are limited, and lengsa's physical quality is not particularly good.
Fu Fengcheng saw lengsa lying at the table as soon as she entered the room, so he asked her to have a rest and wash herself first.
When he came out, lengsa still lay on the table and yawned. His beautiful and bright eyes were half open and half closed. The water was hazy at the bottom of his eyes. When he yawned, tears came out of the corners of his eyes.
"If you are sleepy, pack up early and have a rest." Fu Fengcheng said.
"Oh." Leng SA nodded, "so tired... Don't want to move."
"I didn't see you outside just now. You feel tired." Fu Fengcheng said.
Seeing her like this, I wanted to tell her that general Lu wanted to invite her to give advice on shooting, and I pressed down first.
Anyway, it's not a big deal. There's no need to worry. It's the same tomorrow.
Leng SA waved to him and said he didn't want to talk.
It was the excitement of the afternoon before, and I didn't feel tired. At this moment, all the fatigue poured in like a mountain.
Staggering to the bathroom, lengsa took a combat bath quickly, casually wiped his hair a few times, and rushed out of the bed with a clear goal regardless of whether his hair was dripping water.
Anyway, this summer, I won't catch a cold with wet hair.
"Tired like this? Take it easy later."
"Noisy!"
“……”
Looking at the people on the bed sleeping for an instant, Fu Fengcheng was silent for a long time, stretched out his hand to pull her wet hair, and could only sigh helplessly.
Sitting on the bed, she took the towel she had pulled in her hand and put her head with long wet hair on her lap. Fu Fengcheng casually wiped her hair and thought about her business tomorrow.
There was only one light in the small room, which seemed a little dim and particularly quiet and warm.
The result of too much wave was that the next day he got up and his whole body was sore. Lengsa couldn't help crying out when he sat up. He felt as if he had been pressed by the wheel.
"It's really old." Fu Fengcheng didn't know when he had gone out. Lengsa got up and went out of the door, hammering his old waist like he was about to be paralyzed.
The soldier standing at the door almost stumbled and fell.
It is said that... Young lady is only eighteen, isn't she?
It's called old. What are they? Half of your body is buried?
"Hello, young lady!" the two soldiers saluted lengsa respectfully.
Lengsa nodded, put down his hand without trace, asked for elegance and calmly greeted them, "good morning, what are you doing here?"
"Go back to Mrs. Shao. I have something to see the tourist seat. Tell us that Mrs. Shao can walk around today. If it's boring, you can also go to the county and we can be a guide for Mrs. Shao."
Another soldier sent a food box. "This is Mrs. Shao's breakfast."
Lengsa then smiled at them and said, "OK, I see. Thank you. You go and be busy. Don't worry about me."
They saluted lengsa again before turning away.
The 11th battalion just played yesterday was very ugly. Lengsa doubted whether he would be beaten if he went again today.
But after all, it's an important place in the military camp. Although she has the permission of governor Fu, it's not good for her to come here for the first time. She runs around too blatantly, so lengsa is considering whether she might as well have a rest in the room.
But just because she doesn't want to go out doesn't mean others don't want to find her.
Just after breakfast, someone came to the door, "vice camp Zhou?"
The visitor is Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan looked smiling and didn't have the soldiers of the 11th battalion. He could always greet their 18th generation ancestors and teach them to live and die.
This kind of person is generally called a smiling tiger or... Schizophrenia.
Zhou Yan said with a smile, "Madam Shao, good morning."
"Are you?" lengsa looked at him with some confusion.
Zhou Yan said with a smile, "well, it's rare for a young lady to visit our ninth brigade. Yesterday we also had a pleasant friendly match."
"It's very pleasant." lengsa agreed.
"......." Zhou Yan coughed lightly. "Dashao once spent a lot of time in our 11th battalion. Unfortunately, our camp seat is ill in bed recently. I can only invite Mrs. Shao to our 11th battalion for a walk. I wonder if Mrs. Shao can appreciate it?"
Lengsa looked at him suspiciously, "you won't prepare sacks or anything. Are you going to set me up and beat me up?"
Zhou Yan was speechless. "Mrs. Shao laughed." they dare to beat Mrs. Shao, and don't turn around and kill them?
Lengsa, of course, was joking. "Thanks for the invitation of the eleventh battalion, I'll disturb you."
Seeing that she promised Zhou Yan, she was also very happy, "please, Mrs. Shao!"
When he didn't know that the brigade was planning to ask Mrs. Shao to point out the shooting skills of the ninth brigade brothers?
Mrs. Shao must be leaving with her soon. Although they lost face yesterday, they also took the lead.
Isn't it better to start first?
I'm afraid others are still thinking of reading their jokes at the moment. I can't think of that at all!
Yingzuo wise!