People have different living habits, they also have tasks, and they have different ways of dealing with them.

Some people are used to going to bed early to recharge their batteries; but there are also people who are night owls and find the long nights very difficult. Even if they are going to the battlefield tomorrow, they still cannot miss out on the activities they should have at night.

Ronan temporarily assembled the combat power of the underground cave engineering camp to form the Deep Blue Cluster. Among the members, there are at least two major systems: the field army and the Huaicheng close defense army.

We didn't know each other before, but we were not familiar with each other, but we got together by chance and went on an aerial classroom trip through the Golden Triangle. We have all survived until now, so we should celebrate it no matter what.

Now that they had a name, some people who loved fun ran to the military activity room of the advanced base and held a simple and lively social activity.

The military activity room is an industry of the Guards, and it is relatively plain, at least that's how it seems now - the organizers of the party were originally thinking about whether they could bring in a few veterans of the Guards in Lake City to make the place more popular.

, as a result, there were only some service staff left in the activity room and even the entire rest area, which was really refreshing and clean.

There is no other way. Apart from eating, drinking, and playing music, everyone can only play cards or games.

In the same venue, there are still obvious differences in habits.

Some people hold on to their game consoles and never let go;

Some people like to chat with new friends and expand their network;

Some people still like to hang out with old friends.

There were about twenty people, forming three or four circles.

As the "boss" with the highest military rank in the game and one of the organizers of the social activities, Fries should have been at the forefront of the "commercial exchanges" and have a drunken fight with the brothers in Huaicheng.

But I don't know if he was drunk or something, but others ignored him and just put their arms around the shoulders of the young man Cha Zheng, leaning their heads against each other to communicate.

However, it is not talking, but face-to-face retina typing...

Separated from Frith by a body, Zhao Xi saw everything and was so drunk.

He was not a good drinker, and after three rounds of fighting with the Huaicheng brothers, he was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he put on a silly smile and withdrew from the front line battlefield. He leaned on the booth sofa to hide.

His brain was a little sticky, but if he thought about some things more, he would understand: Frith was probably worried that Ronan would scare him if he found out what he was doing, or that he would give up on himself and cause trouble again or something.

As a leader, no matter how careless you behave, you have to deal with the instability under your control...so it's still too troublesome.

It's better to be a technician.

Zhao Xi giggled twice to himself, but saw a figure coming from the corner of his eye. He was breathing heavily, as if he was too drunk, and at the same time he crossed his legs to make room for people to pass - the position separated from Frith was for the toast.

Prepared by people.

However, the visitor did not go over, but sat down next to him. Probably because he was so close, Zhao Xi could clearly feel the heat radiation source there.

The visitor didn't say anything, he just sat like that, as if he was hiding with him... No, in the semi-enclosed space surrounded by the curved booth sofa, the originally lively sound of laughter was suddenly cut off.

The back of Zhao Xi's head rolled on the backrest and he looked sideways:

"Ouch!"

Feeling that his eyeballs and shoulder and neck muscles were sprained together, Zhao Xi couldn't care less, his waist and back straightened, and he was at least half awake from the wine:

"Luo, boss Luo!"

Zhao Xi also realized in hindsight: This was actually the first greeting everyone said after Ronan sat down.

Fries let go and straightened his shoulders, rarely feeling sluggish.

The young man next to him was even worse than him.

Is this being caught red-handed?

The semi-enclosed space formed by the high-back booth sofa, as well as the noise from the game consoles and card tables, prevented other people in the activity room from noticing the arrival of the big boss for the time being.

This brings out the stiff atmosphere in the booth.

Ronan's limbs were very loose, or was he tired? He sat there with his elbows on his knees, hunched over and slumped, looking more like a half-drunk person than Zhao Xi.

Fries finally came to his senses and asked cautiously: "Boss Luo, what are you..."

"You guys are too noisy."

"..."

"Think of it as a joke."

Shit!

Everyone who was unlucky enough to be squeezed into the booth felt something like this in their hearts.

Ronan also corrected it: "I mean, just get me a glass of... um, a cold beer."

Everyone was stunned for a moment. There happened to be one on the table in front of Zhao Xi, the kind placed in an ice bucket.

The canned version is more or less interesting.

But at this time, he didn't care much and hurriedly handed it over.

Ronan took it and politely thanked him, then opened it, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp, while drinking, he stretched out his hand again.

Zhao Xi, who was beside him, quickly understood and hurriedly handed over another can.

After a while, the can of beer had reached the bottom, and Ronan handed the empty can to Zhao Xi.

He stopped drinking from the new can, and changed his posture to lean on the back of the sofa - almost the same as Zhao Xi's before, but he put the cold beer can on the back of his neck, pillowed it, and stretched it.

Take a long breath.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Ronan breathed out, hot wind blew over everyone's scalp.

Then I heard Ronan complain: "There is no one at the bar, and there is no way to get it out of the vending machine...and there is not enough ice."

"What?"

Zhao Xi understood immediately, this boss Luo, who has a tender face and a mute voice, is probably not yet an adult...

Damn, I’m really underage!

But this is not funny, just absurd.

At this time Ronan called him again: "Change another bottle."

Zhao Xi almost thought he was being raped, but he still subconsciously reached out to take it. As soon as he took it, he was a little confused. The beer can that was inserted in the ice tube half a minute ago was already obviously warm.

In addition, the fingertips were burned - it was caused by rubbing the edge of Ronan's palm.

"Holy shit... you have a fever?"

It feels ridiculous when I say it.

The group of people's attention was originally focused on Ronan, but upon hearing this, they looked at each other in confusion.

Ronan had already asked for another can of beer. This time he simply rolled it on his cheek and answered casually: "That's right... To be precise, it almost burned down the stove. Take the time to dissipate the heat."

If it were anyone else, everyone would just take it as a joke. But after all, most of you here are well-informed and are Burners themselves. They know very well that sometimes when training goes wrong, there will indeed be similar extreme situations.

Frith on the other side probably forgot the level of ability of the young man in front of him: "This doesn't work, do you want a bucket of ice water or something... Uh, I mean, how can I adjust it?"

"It'll be fine in a moment." Ronan continued to take a deep breath, but a smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking himself, "Practice is not easy, isn't it?"

At the booth, some thoughtful people were already thinking about how much decisive real-time information like "Luonan's practice was in trouble, and he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside" could be sold for.

Those with a more evil heart may think a little more: Could it be some kind of trap, just waiting for someone to jump?

No matter how everyone thinks about it, in this situation, they are basically not qualified to take the initiative to open the topic. Frith, with his courage, can probably do it, but Ronan is in a state where it is difficult to say anything.

There was a moment of silence in the booth, and as the time continued to accumulate, it tended to become more and more embarrassing.

Ronan seemed completely indifferent to this atmosphere. He no longer changed the beer cans, but just rubbed his face according to a certain rhythm, as if he was distracted again...

Well, I am thinking about a certain difficult problem in practice.

No one can stand it if this continues, and some people have already begun to think about how to escape.

Fries also received an urging message from his men asking him to break the situation quickly. He was about to scold these unsteady men on his fingertips when he suddenly heard Ronan calling him:

"Lieutenant Colonel."

"Um, Boss Luo?"

"How many years have you served in the field army near Lake City...?"

"More than five years."

"Are you familiar with the situation in Lake City?"

"Relatively familiar..." While doing a simple question and answer, Frith suddenly had a typical "sense of déjà vu", and then he remembered that Zhao Xi had asked him this before when he arrived at the advanced base.

He glared at Zhao Xi, who was confused.

Ronan was still chatting: "The development here at the Forward Base is relatively mature."

Frith discussed the matter: "It's okay, except that the smell of copper is a bit stronger. Well, what Boss Luo means is..."

"It's nothing. I just saw that the base is built near the water, and everyone is very relaxed. It's almost unbelievable that Baifengjun is not far upstream."

For a moment, the professional soldiers in the booth had sarcastic expressions on their faces.

Ronan's statement is valid.

Nowadays, the earth's academic community and the public opinion field have almost determined that the birthplace of the era of distortion is the depth of the ocean. The ocean area of ​​the earth is indeed much more dangerous than the land.
To be continued...