Xi Luo looked sarcastically at zongzhan and didn't speak for a long time.
The ideological collision between men and women is inevitable, and it is fruitless to continue arguing.
Xi Luo has no prejudice against Zong Zhan, but is incompetent to accept his occasional male chauvinism.
……
Time like water, a week passed in the twinkling of an eye.
In Dijing in early April, the temperature is comfortable and the flowers are red and willows are green.
Xi Luo's popularity in the camp is also rising day by day.
After all, the female reporter who can be held back to the dormitory by the iron faced Yama is the only one in the camp.
So that Zong Zhan gradually found the abnormality.
The woman's days in the camp were like a duck to water.
That morning, there was no cloud in the sky, and the battalion launched a shooting training at the shooting range.
Xi Luo wore a camouflage hat and a thick sunscreen on her face. She slouched against the trunk to take photos.
"Sister Luo, do you really want to stay in the camp for three months?"
Xiong Ze, zongzhan's man, just returned to the camp last night. Now he is also hiding under the tree and lazy with her.
Xiluo lazily put down her cell phone. "Yeah, who knows."
If the matter over brother jackal is not solved one day, she can't go out for a walk openly.
Theo was a little annoyed at the thought.
She rubbed her cell phone and looked at the front for a few seconds. "Xiong Ze, what procedures do you need to go in and out of the camp team?"
"Just have a pass." Xiong Ze caught the figure approaching in front and whispered, "sister Luo, if you want to go out, you may have to report to the boss."
Xi Luo cast her eyes along his head raising action, saw zongzhan getting closer and closer, and hissed: "it's better to climb over the wall than to find him."
Xiong Ze silently stepped back and pretended not to hear.
At this time, Zong Zhan came to the tree, the eyes of the most deterrent eyes slightly eyed the bear Ze, "very idle?"
He saw the two men talking and laughing under the tree all the way, which was a little inconvenient.
Xiong Ze saluted, turned and walked straight away.
Xi Luo raised her eyes and looked at Zong Zhan without making a sound, so she looked at him.
The man pulled out a cigarette and said in a low voice, "has the goal been achieved?"
"Which way?" Xi Luo spread out her palm and raised her chin. "Give me one."
Zong Zhan naturally stuffed the cigarette back into his trouser pocket, "smelling the smoke can also satisfy his craving."
Xi Luo: "
Although the camp life is the same, it does have one advantage. She smokes a lot less recently.
The main reason is that there are no women's cigarettes in the camp supermarket, and every time she asks someone to help bring cigarettes out of the camp, the other party either forgets or loses them. There are all kinds of excuses, but she can't bring them back anyway.
Xiluo turned sideways, looked at the distant shooting range, and began to talk absently, "is the tracker in brother jackal's leg still there?"
Zong Zhan pursed his cigarette and narrowed his eyes. "How did you suddenly inquire about his news?"
"Curious." Xi Luo flipped her cell phone, lowered her eyelids and covered her irritability at the bottom of her eyes. "Don't tell me that it can't be solved in three months, I have to stay in the camp."
"If you want to go now, I won't stop you, provided you bear the consequences."
Zong Zhan is more and more handy in threatening her.
Seeing Xi Luo staring at him with some annoyance, the man was in a good mood and added, "I do what I say."
Zong Zhan believes that Xi Luo has no courage to leave.
This woman knows the current affairs best. She can still remember the accident that happened in Nanyang that day. She can't put herself in danger.
Xiluo bowed her head and fiddled with her mobile phone. After a while, she looked up and asked, "what did you just say?"
"Do what you say."
"Last sentence?"
Zong Zhan flicked the ash and raised his thick eyebrows, "I won't stop you if you want to go."
Xi Luo smiled cunningly, "you are so generous."
She probably had some bad thoughts behind her smile, but zongzhan was confident that she would not act impulsively.
After half a cigarette, the commander trotted over, stood still and shouted a report.
"Boss, the first rifle training is over. Do you want to practice more?"
Zong Zhan raised his eyes and scanned the shooting range, "two more."
The commander turned back when he answered, and Xi Luo waved in a listless way, "I'm back to the office."
"Wait." Zong Zhan suddenly called her, flicked off his cigarette end and rolled it with his military boots. "Really want to camp?"
Shiloh said it was a lie, lying to a fool.
Zong Zhan was not angry either. He nuzui to the shooting range. "Compete and win. I'll give you two days off."
"Are you so kind?" Shiloh suspected that he had another intention.
Seeing this, Zong Zhan rolled up his sleeves slowly and sarcastically, "since his fighting spirit has been worn out, he will..."
Xi Luo walked towards the shooting range without saying a word. "Come on, come on, come on."
She was not afraid to compete with her shooting skills. The only thing she worried about was Zong Zhan's repentance.
Therefore, reporter Xi called the commander and Xiong Ze to testify, but these two goods are Zong Zhan's men, and it is not impossible to turn against the water together.
Xi Luo thought about whether to gather all his comrades in arms who participated in the training. After all, there are many people and great strength.
Zong Zhan sneered and joked, "do you want to call your uncle Zong?"
"That's a big talent." Xiluo went to the wooden table on the edge, picked up an ordinary pistol and looked, "how can you compete? Two wins in three innings?"
Zong Zhan looked at her way of removing the clip and raised his thick eyebrow slightly, "you will."
It's fishy.
Xiluo's brain was alive and instinctively began to suspect that this guy might be ill intentioned.
She hesitated for a long time, and a sly light flashed from the bottom of her eyes. "I'll make the rules. Will you listen?"
Zongzhan casually made an invitation gesture.
Xi Luo immediately called Xiong Ze, "take an eye mask and cover his eyes."
Sure enough, she began to make bad moves.
Zong Zhan nodded and agreed, "do it."
A few minutes later, Xi Luo and Zong Zhan stood in front of the two shooting platforms respectively. The only difference was that the man wore an eye patch.
One is the leader of the battalion, and the other is a popular female reporter recently.
The news that the two were competing in the shooting range soon spread all over the battalion.
Other training teams also quietly gathered at the shooting range to watch the battle. Even Fang Zhengrong in the communication room rushed over on hearing the news.
For a time, the shooting range was overcrowded.
Before the competition, the commander dutifully asked all the staff to step back five meters, and then walked very carefully to Xi Luo and patiently taught her how to hold a gun, how to load it, how to insure it
In short, there is no lack of worry and vigilance in her words, for fear that she might accidentally hurt the innocent.
Xiluo put the muzzle of her gun against the shooting stand and smiled at zongzhan. "If you dare to go back on your word, guess if my gun will go off?"
Zong Zhan lightly lifted his thin lips, raised his gun to the bull's-eye in front and took the lead in pulling the trigger.
He wore an eye patch, but it didn't affect his accuracy at all.
This shot hit the bull's-eye directly, just a few millimeters from the tenth ring.
The onlookers looked calm and indifferent, not surprised at all.
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