...

Not to mention that the enemy is a protective umbrella, other soldiers are innocent and have families.

An avalanche, no snowflakes are innocent.

When you pick up your weapons and aim them at yourself, there will be no psychological pressure to kill them.

After a night passed, the forest returned to quiet, and the humid air was filled with the smell of blood.

Hundreds of lives, because of the word "protective umbrella", stayed there last night.

He felt that the remaining soldiers had withdrawn from the forest, and joined the large troops who were rushing to block the forest again, and Gao Ya curled his lips.

"I will not die until the Yellow River, but my aunt doesn't believe it. How many troops can a mere protective umbrella mobilize?" While igniting the fire and removing the moisture, she grilled a few sparrows that were temporarily captured while killing people.

He put a string of sparrows under his nose and sniffed it. The little girl nodded with satisfaction.

Take out the cumin and chili powder, sprinkle a layer on the surface, and put it back near the bonfire.

I have wanted to try roasted sparrows for a long time, but I haven't had a chance.

I grabbed a few of them yesterday and the girl decided to use them to reward herself.

I enjoyed the roasted sparrow I prepared for myself. I put down the wooden signs, stretched my waist elegantly and leaned against the tree trunk to rest.

While resting, I did not forget to take off my shoes and put my feet by the bonfire.

It was during his rest period that a man was pointing at the temporary camp at the foot of the mountain and cursing at a group of subordinates.

Hundreds of people, hundreds of people.

It is obvious that there is only one enemy, but one side loses hundreds of people, which is a great humiliation.

If the superiors at the beginning just wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkey and remind some people not to make any decisions.

Now, it is no longer a problem with my black gloves, but has risen to a political level.

Hundreds of people did not give any explanation to the above, and the protective umbrella was worried that they would sit at the end of their position.

"Can't you attack with artillery fire?"

"There is no exact coordinates, a whole forest, how many shells do you plan to clean it with?" Pointing at the staff officer, the chief cursed: "The waste is all waste."

One person, the enemy is only one. Tell me to clean a mountain with shells?"

"You can send people in, determine the general direction and then fire the fire, which is better than using people to pile up."

“Agree.”

"The opponent's shooting skills are as good as a god, and he has strong reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance capabilities. His individual combat capabilities are unprecedented.

If possible, cleaning with shells is better than using human life piles.”

In the command room, how many people say one thing and one thing.

Even if he is the chief, he dare not go too far at this time.

You can refute the opinions of a person alone.

The opinions of several people, let alone him, I am afraid that the one above will also have to consider them.

"If we want to determine the specific coordinates of the other party, our current equipment cannot do it at all.

As for relying on people to deliver messages.

Haha, no one had ever sent a message back before our soldiers died in battle.”

Several people were silent, and in the end they were the first person to propose cleaning the shells: "Someone needs to sacrifice.

Once someone sacrifices, the approximate coordinates of the enemy can be determined."

"The enemy has Barrett's heavy sniper rifle in his hand. With Barrett's effective range, even if the approximate coordinates are determined, the range that needs to be cleaned is still large."

Take a deep breath and fall silent for the chief.

For one person, the cost of cleaning the floor of the shell is obviously too high.

Continue to send people to search the mountains, and the other party is like a ghost in the dark night and a poisonous snake in the forest, making people unable to defend themselves.

The sir, think about it, the enemy is not as good as a gang, not a lone man.

At least, the opponent's gang has enough people and can use shells to clean the floor.

If you hit someone with shells, the entire army will become a laughing stock when it is heard, and it will be even more unfavorable to the one above you.

At least, he wouldn't even think of taking off an incompetent hat.

It was another morning, and as a little maid accidentally sensed the world, the tilapia received the notice as soon as possible.

"hehe.

I have never seen that she went to war with a country's army before, Sister Gao Ya is so brave."

I learned from the owner that Gao Xiaoxing almost sent him away with a bite of porridge.

"Don't make a big deal, just a group of monkeys, Sister Gao Ya is fine." She picked up a small bag and threw it into her mouth. Shangguan Xue said in an vague voice.

He looked calm and could not tell at all that his own people were going to war with other countries.

Especially when it comes to monkeys, they also deliberately aggravate their voices.

"Sister Gao Ya really didn't use his magic power?" Compared to her sister's fuss, Shangguan Xue's calmness. Gao Yue's focus was very clear.

“It’s useless.

I heard that except for using guns, most of the enemies die from slashing their throats."

"Do you want help?" Lu Xueqi said concisely.

"Sister Gao Ya doesn't want to use her mana, and her opponent is a monkey army again. It will be very troublesome to fight."

...Tilapia.

He glanced at Lu Xueqi in surprise, thought for a while, and Luo Papal shook his head.

"Forget it, just treat it as a disaster of high spirits, and we won't participate.

Experience, experience, and you will eventually encounter some things."

"Agree!" Gao Xiaoxing nodded and drank all the Xiaomi porridge that almost choked him in one breath: "Monkey Technology is just like that. Sister Gao Ya is not afraid of nuclear bombs, let alone guns and cannons."

"Please I didn't say it." Seeing that a few people were heartless, Lu Xueqi no longer made fun of herself as a newcomer.

Xiaolongbao, millet porridge, cucumber, shredded pickled vegetables, salted duck eggs, and the master and servant have breakfast today.

It is not as elegant as it is, at least there are roasted sparrows.

When everyone was busy, Lupia was lying on the sofa with nothing but cooking.

The former looks at the stocks, while the latter enjoys the beauty while she is bored and is bored to beat the Pleasant Goat.

This is how life is. Some people are in dire straits, while others are enjoying comfort.

The news was like a tornado. Within half an hour after the tilapia received the news, it had spread among the little maids who had experienced the experience in the outside world.

"When you start a war with the monkey, do you want to help?"

"I really didn't expect that Gao Ya did something silent and did a big thing."

"If you want me to tell me, those monkeys danced so happily.

Once upon a time, now still."

"I plan to join the fun at Monkey. Does anyone form a group of sisters?"

"If the master doesn't speak, can't we do it ourselves?"

"Hey, that's what you said.

The master didn't speak, maybe he had acquiesced.

The angel cannot be beaten, and it happens to be replaced by the monkey.

Kill the chicken to warn the monkey, but the chicken is not killed, just as the monkey to warn the chicken, it is the same."

"...Shocked..., you dare to say that angels are chickens, you are in trouble."

“→_→.”

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha, so familiar denial of the three consecutive times."

On the temporary backend network, a group of little girls chattering, all of whom are energetic and restless.

"Or...... I'd just take down the monkey and just vent my anger on Sister Gao Ya." (Picture: wipe your neck.)

"I'll go, Xiaohua, are you so violent?

Also, what's going on with your emoticon?”

Emoticons appeared in the chat group of their own backstage, and the little maids were shocked.

Fan Ruoru: "Little Flower, don't mess around. Take down a country, and no owner says it, you should be a joke."

Fan Shuning: "Just, kidding, I'm on vacation in Hainan, so how can I have time to kill myself?" (Picture: Yacht swimsuit picture.)

Looking at the extra photos in the background, the little maids fell silent.

Yachts, swimsuits, red wine, beautiful women.

Roujia: "How come Xiaohua falls to this point?" (Picture: Envy.)

"No, we can compete in pictures in the background of temporary secret communications, right?"

Fan Shuning: "A net worth of 10 billion yuan can be spent, and it can't be spent at all.

Don’t enjoy it while you have time, and wait until it returns to become a number, and it will be cheaper for others.”

Roujia: "It makes sense.

Xiaohua, wait for me, and I will help you next time I spend it."
Chapter completed!