It was dizzy at night, and two of them were on duty in front of the outpost.

They had been standing for nearly two hours and were about to change their guards. Midnight was the most sleepy time, and they were fighting with their upper and lower eyelids, and they were about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, one of them rubbed his eyes and he felt something was wrong.

He quickly pushed A San across from him:

"Luoha, wake up!"

Loha shaking his eyes closed and said in a daze:

"Stop messing around, Ses..."

Ses shook his shoulder again and said nervously:

"Stop sleeping, look!"

Loha squinted his eyes and looked in the direction he pointed, and said listlessly:

"What are you looking at? What's the best thing?"

"There are three mounds!"

"Mad, what's the best thing about the mound? Look at your excited look, I thought you saw three **s!"

"No, when we first came, there was no mound of soil there!"

"Fuck, are you sleeping in a daze?"

"Really...no..."

Loha kicked him:

"Okay, no, right? Great Seth, go and see how these three mounds suddenly appeared? Are aliens coming? It's actually a flying saucer disguised as mounds?"

Luo Ha staggered. Although he still chose to believe his judgment, he felt a little incredible when Luo Ha said this. How could three mounds of soil appear out of thin air?

He turned around and said weakly:

"Luoha, why don't you accompany me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Luo Ha's pupils flashing, the expression on his face became solemn, and he thrust ak-47 in his hand and shouted loudly:

"Who?"

Ses turned his head and saw two black shadows standing up behind the mound, one tall and one short, walking towards them. He panickedly raised his gun and was ready to shoot at any time.

The visitor did not stop, his steps were steady and powerful, and he turned on the flashlight, and the light shone directly on their faces, and a burst of unrestrained laughter came.

Loha pulled his finger on the trigger and warned:

"Stop, or I'll shoot!"

The thin black shadow turned the flashlight and the light was sprinkled on his body. It was clearly visible that the straight A San Army Company Commander's uniform was also aimed at the two of them.

The two Ah Sanda were shocked and immediately put down their guns and saluted with their chests and stomachs:

"Hello, sir!"

The "company commander" did not return the gift. He took the flashlight back and quickly rushed forward to "slap" two slaps, slapping the two Sans in the face, and their minds were buzzing.

Finally, I calmed down and apologized in a hurry:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The burly black shadow caught up again, and slapped two more "slaps" in the face. The two Sans began to circle on the spot again, while turning around and whispering to apologize.

When they stood firm again, they found that the burly officer was actually a battalion commander?

Finished!

Two Ah San took a breath of air conditioning.

The biggest one in the outpost was a platoon leader. This time he offended a battalion commander. This was not unfair to the point of defeat!

Luo Ha glared at Su Shi fiercely, you have a lot of things to do, is it going to be a problem this time?

Fortunately, the two "competent officers" seemed to have calmed down and did not continue to mess with them. They walked in with a swagger, and the "competent commander" turned on the lights.

The two of them turned on the lights all the way until they found a conference room. The "company commander" kicked open the door and gave the battalion commander into it.

Loha was a sensible person and trotted in.

He pulled his own platoon leader out of his bed and reported it in a gushy manner.

Li Kuiyong and Ning Wei Dama Jindao sat in the conference room. The platoon leader ran in panic. Li Kuiyong snorted, and he bent down and retreated, standing attentively shouting:

"Report!"

"Enter!"

Speaking English?

The platoon leader was a little surprised and looked suspiciously.

The two "supervisors" in the room are a little haggard, but their appearance is in line with the characteristics of Assamese.

What a strange thing, can Assam become officials?

Li Kuiyong winked, Ning Wei jumped out with a quick glance, pulled the platoon leader's collar and pulled him in, "Baoba" four big-eared melon seeds!

The platoon leader's eyes were filled with stars and blood gushed out of his nose. He didn't dare to wipe it. He looked at the two "irritable Assam officers" with fear, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Li Kuiyong slapped the table and roared:

"The garbage is all like shit. I patrolled all the way. There are eight outposts in this valley, and only you are still sleeping at night. You are the most shitty garbage I have ever seen!"

The platoon leader was stunned. He didn't sleep at night...what did?

He didn't say anything, Ning Wei continued to shoot left and right, "Baoba" and four big-eared melon seeds. This time, the platoon leader not only couldn't stop his nose bleeding, but his teeth were loose...

The third platoon leader still had the awareness. Although he couldn't stand firmly, his "buzzing" mind still made the best choice for him:

"Sorry, sir!"

The commander said shit, that's shit.

The commander said that you are not allowed to sleep at night, so you can’t sleep even if the sky falls!

"Go and gather the team!"

"Yes, sir!"

The platoon leader barely stood firm, saluted and walked out.

"Go to the north!"

After a while, a "slap" sounded outside.

As expected, the platoon leader of the San platoon really sprinkled his cowardly on the soldiers' heads. With the painful wailing, the San soldiers crawled out of the bed in a mess and ran to the open space north of the outpost to gather.

Ning Wei gave Li Kuiyong a thumbs up:

"Brother, you really have it!"

Li Kuiyong smiled and patted the epaulette, and said with gratitude:

"Fortunately, Jiaohard passed this skin, but these three people's IQs are really not very good. You will take them to the lap and run away later..."

As he was talking, the third platoon leader ran back.

Two large balls of cotton stuffed into his nostrils. He was afraid that Ning Wei would slap him in the face again after a disagreement. He shrank timidly at the door and said:

"Report to the commander, the team is assembled!"

Li Kuiyong shouted:

"You can't make your trash too comfortable. You have five kilometers of cross-country running, a limited time of 25 minutes. I'm waiting here... one is late, one will be shot!"

The third platoon leader trembled all over, but he didn't dare to say a word, a military salute with a "pop":

"Yes, sir!"

Li Kuiyong said to Ning Wei:

"You go and stare at them, run one meter less, and shoot them on the spot!"

The third row leader trembled again, and saw Li Kuiyong shook his sleeves again, revealing the large gold watch with diamonds on his wrist, and looked down:

"Now, start the timing!"

When he saw the watch, the third row leader was stunned for a moment. He heard the "start timing" and then realized. He glanced at the watch again, ran away...

Ning Wei hurriedly followed him out, and ak-47 aimed at the back of the head of the long line of Asan.

Qiao Han, Qiao Han!

Even if you die, you can still help your grandpa. Do you want to burn incense sticks for you?

Listening to A San's strange slogans, the messy and urgent footsteps gradually faded away, Li Kuiyong sighed.

Madd, I should go to Hollywood!

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