Zang Chong responded, then turned around and walked towards the equipment room, followed by Su Xiaoyu and three others.

Soon, four people came over with several barrels of alcohol in their hands, and smashed them heavily in front of the special forces. At the same time, they also held dozens of containers similar to plastic wine glasses, but the size was much larger, enough to hold both hands.

Soak in it.

"Sure enough, it's alcohol..." Yuan Bao cried sadly, his hands seemed to sting even more.

"The instructor is really considerate. He can disinfect us and sharpen our will. It's like killing two birds with one stone." The old fox said with a wry smile.

"Ahem, everyone has it. In order to avoid your wound infection, I have thoughtfully prepared alcohol to kill viruses. Don't fight or grab it. Everyone has a share."

"Oh, by the way, remember later, don't make a sound, otherwise you will do two thousand push-ups on the spot, do you hear me clearly?" Qin Yuan glanced at everyone.

"Listen clearly." The voices of everyone seemed a little weak. If not everyone could not beat Qin Yuan, they would have swarmed him and beat him up by now.

Soon, Zang Chong and the other four put down a large glass of alcohol in front of everyone. Everyone looked at me and me, but no one dared to take the lead.

Their hands had become bloody and covered in wounds during previous training. If they were soaked directly in alcohol, it would indeed be able to kill the virus, but the sour taste was simply unbearable.

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"What are you still doing? Do you want me to help you?" Qin Yuan yelled.

Long Xiaoyun took a deep breath, lowered his head and bit the collar of his clothes, then stretched out his bloody hands and dropped them tremblingly towards the alcohol glass.

"Well……!!!"

As soon as the wound came into contact with alcohol, Long Xiaoyun's body began to tremble uncontrollably, biting his collar with his mouth, and a muffled groan came from his nose.

"Haha, you are not even as good as a woman."

Qin Yuan's eyes fell on Lei Zhan, Geng Jihui and others, his face full of ridicule.

Everyone's expressions changed several times, and they immediately immersed their bloody hands in the alcohol. In an instant, a suppressed roar suddenly sounded.

Qin Yuan nodded with satisfaction. Anyone who can be cruel to him will definitely become a nightmare for his enemies on the battlefield.

"Xiaoyu, do you dare to just soak the wound in alcohol?" Zhang Shuai asked, looking at Su Xiaoyu, his face full of admiration.
Chapter completed!