() The teaching team was quickly ordered to return to the academy. It was said that the two chief officers had received serious disciplinary sanctions. We went to them to confirm but they were both driven back. They told us not to talk too much, eat more food and be less careful.

Nosy.

So in the end we didn’t know either.

Yaligen and the others reluctantly set out wine to see them off. These big and thick beasts took a swig of "dawa interest" and a large swig of strong shochu. In the end, they drank until they were all carried out of the canteen without distinguishing between chickens and ducks.

Postponed by one day.

As they prepared to walk the next day, Yalikin and the others held a banquet as usual, saying that they would drink less this time, just one bottle per person. Although it is considered drunk driving, there is no such concept here and we can't control it. Everyone is "

I started talking nonsense like "Dawa Interest", "Brother" and "Brother", but the strange thing is that as the banquet progressed, I drank more and more wine. When I came to my senses, I was ready to count the bottles.

At that time, I was drunk to death again.

So the trip was postponed for another day.

As a result, we took advantage of the darkness and ran away like thieves in the early morning of the third day, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get out.

I really can’t stand this unfortunate drinking culture.

This is the end of the battle or observation of our teaching group in the entire Stanwell Confederacy. I can swear that except for a [Garand] of unknown origin, we did not destroy a single mecha, let alone kill a single Confederate. In fact

It was so simple that after the war, when I saw the "Brothers" solemnly revealing "how the Republican secret forces participated in the invasion of the Stanville Confederacy", I couldn't help but have a forty-five degree of imagination about them.

Admiration from the angle of elevation.

We returned the remaining mechas at the base. The extent of the damage shocked the administrator. When we explained that it was the result of a battle with the aviation mechas, the guy was even more frightened. He kept saying that it was fine as long as the people were fine and that the mechas were missing.

The arms and legs can still be repaired, but if a person is disabled, he cannot fight back.

At that time, I felt a very awkward warmth. After living in normal society for a long time, I was really not used to this kind of military-style care.

There was no special helicopter available this time, so we had to go back to China to deliver the express military mail back to Moscow. Along the way, everyone was crowded with all kinds of watches, accessories, oil paintings, electronic equipment, officers' guns and other things that the bears had brought from the war zone.

In the messy warehouse, everyone was wrapped in coats and silent, not saying much.

We were the last plane to stop at the airport that night. After we got off the plane, we saw the cold and biting north wind roaring in, blowing through the green belt with a clear roar. It was dark all around, except for the tower and the runway.

The indicator light was still flashing on and off like a will-o'-the-wisp.

I immediately felt like I was exiled to an alien galaxy.

The rabbits were wrapped in military coats and rolled down listlessly towards the city. Only then did they remember that the damn gate time had passed again, so they had to live outside like last time. They couldn't stay drunk, and now I

When I see a glass-like substance with a long neck, I reflexively want to smash it. I believe everyone is the same.

"Forget it, let me ask my sister if there is somewhere she can stay?"

The macho man boldly picked up the phone and said.

Although it was unclear when Bronya became his girl, everyone agreed in order to find a place to sleep. The macho man first said in a perverted tone:

"Guess who I am, ah, I already knew it. Well, you're so smart. Have you had dinner? No, it must be delicious... (Five hundred words are omitted below)."

We felt that our scalps were numb and we almost vomited, but we had to listen patiently. Who knows, we told two cold jokes we heard from the bear and talked about our own "combat experience"

Later, the macho man actually said, "Then go to bed early and good night."

"Good night, sister!"

I grabbed his PCP directly, and Bronya's voice, as hazy as the morning mist, came from inside. She seemed very sleepy.

"OK, good night."

"Wait a minute, let's finish solving our problems before going to sleep!"

I quickly shouted to stop her from hanging up the phone. The person on the other end of the PC seemed startled, and then the girl's voice instantly became extremely clear.

"Is it Chen Xiang? I heard that you also participated in the battle. Were you in any danger on the battlefield? Were you injured in any way?"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about this when we have time." I had to interrupt her 100,000 whys, "Let's solve the problem in front of us first, otherwise we will have to sleep on the street. Do you know there are people in Moscow?

Which hotel is closer to the college, has a lower price, and has relatively empty rooms.”

The PCP paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking. After a while, Bronya's voice sounded again, a little shy and shy.

"Yes, there is a family, but..."

"Okay, that's it. The address will be sent to you later."

I happily cut the PCP, then scolded the tough guy, saying who told you to hang up the phone? I was so disgusted that we didn't ask any important questions for a long time, and the nature of valuing sex over friends was completely exposed. The tough guy argued that it was him

I couldn't help myself when I heard Bronya's voice, and how could my girlfriend talk about business in such a good atmosphere in bed...

Everyone was too lazy to pay attention to him and rushed directly to the place Bronya said.

The hotel is less than 500 meters away from the college. It has a very nice appearance, with a bit of Baroque romance. Various discount information and the number of available rooms are displayed on the monitor at the door in rotation. Everything feels very in line with the requirements, although I always feel that something is a little wrong.

, but under the temptation of warm beds, hot water, and thick soup, everyone quickly lost their ability to judge and rushed in all at once.

The hotel owner was a middle-aged man over fifty with a beer belly. He was watching old-fashioned antenna TV and drinking. When he saw a large group of us rushing in, he was so frightened that he poured a bottle of vodka on his face.

"All comrades, if you have anything to discuss, I'll adjust the records for you whoever you want to talk to. Don't destroy anything in the store."

Tieniu was straightforward and answered directly without thinking too much.

"Don't worry boss, we are not here to find anyone, we are here to book a room."

As a result, the boss, who had just felt relieved, poured all the vodka on his face again. His expression was even more horrified than before. He pointed at us with his finger in disbelief, and his tone was a bit stuttering.

"You... you... you guys... get a room together."

"That's right, come to eight large rooms and let's make do with them."

Mr. Kuan paid the bill in advance regardless of our obstruction. The boss glanced at us with strange eyes and reluctantly issued eight electronic cards. Everyone divided the points. Finally, it was agreed that it would be me, the madman, the road spike, the macho man, and the other.

There was a guy nicknamed Fat Tu who slept in a room.

As soon as we opened the door, we were dumbfounded. We saw that the room was in a seductive pink color. The room was filled with age-restricted paintings in a "bold" style. "The sound" was constantly coming in from outside the wall panels with terrible sound insulation effect.

"Uh-huh," "Oops," "Take it easy," and the like, but the more serious problem is that there is a cute big bed in the middle of the huge room.

You read that right, there is only one.

We didn't have the courage to look at each other's expressions, so we finished washing up as if we were sleepwalking, put on our pajamas as if we were sleepwalking, and then we lay down on the big bed together and looked at the ceiling as if we were sleepwalking.

After a while, a strong man's faint voice came from beside him.

"Let me confess, since a long time ago, I have always dreamed of going to a love hotel near the university to get a room openly, and then when I wake up, there will be a beautiful girl lying next to me, smiling and saying good morning to me," the macho man complained.

Halfway through his story, his tone suddenly turned sad and angry, "But now I'm actually sharing a room with a group of men. I'll screw you!"

"Go away, you think I like you. We agreed in advance that brothers are brothers. If any blind person wants to plot evil while I'm sleeping, don't blame me for being rude."

The madman gritted his teeth and warned viciously. We subconsciously stayed away from him and squeezed on a soft object. Well, it was very warm and comfortable and we couldn't help but squeeze a few more times.

"What are you doing? What are you doing here? Don't move. Don't move!"

Fat Tu screamed in horror.

After a period of confusion, everyone became quiet again, as if they were all asleep, listening to the "babble, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, huh" sound of the furry bears rushing up like a sea of ​​waves.

"Hey, can we all set a common goal?"

The one who spoke was Tao Ding, who rarely took the initiative to speak, but everyone reacted immediately.

"What..."

Fat Tu felt like he was talking nonsense even after half a sentence.

"Let's make an oath together. No matter what our greatest desire is, no matter what our current goal is, no matter what we will become, what kind of people we will become, and what kind of things we will do, our ultimate goal is only one."

After Spike finished speaking, he raised his hand toward the ceiling, and then he looked at his palm in a daze. We couldn't imagine that this guy who usually couldn't beat him with three sticks would have so many words.

But after listening to it, the knot in my heart that had not been resolved three days ago suddenly subsided.

So I looked at him and stretched out my hand and continued.

"Defend Home."

"Defend Home."

"Defend Home."

"Defend Home."

Everyone raised their hands one by one as they did when they took the oath when they joined the Communist Youth League. However, the oath at that time was joking and unclear. This time, the oath is serious and extremely clear.

“Tuk tuk tuk”

I knocked hard on the partition.

"Hey, Tieniu, you bastard had a great time eavesdropping. Don't pretend to be dead. I just heard your vagina laughing. And Mr. Kuan, Nima, you dirty thing, don't you dare to swallow a little louder?

Make your voice heard whether you agree or disagree!"

Feedback came quickly.

“Tuk tuk tuk”

The sound sounded extremely clear in the noisy room, followed by a series of knocks.

“Tuk tuk tuk”

“Tuk tuk tuk”

“Tuk tuk tuk”

"..."
Chapter completed!