But this year, the weather has turned cold.
The extreme cold made the soldiers' bodies and nerves slowly slow down, but the Zerg didn't feel sluggish.
Insect infestation...
I retreated a wave before, thinking that I was going back to the original track, but I didn't expect it to be an accident, and there should be a lot of frequencies in the future.
The frequency does not decrease, and the swarms come one after another, which means that the war is not over.
Some of these things involve confidentiality, and Mo Si can't go into details, but can only tell Qiuqiu: "Maybe I won't be able to finish it until you come back from the free clinic."
"so?"
its not right.
When I searched on Xingwang before, I clearly said that in the past 20 years, generals can come back at the end of August.
This year-
She didn't know what was going on, but it wasn't going to be a good thing.
Jiang Qiuqiu was a little worried, "Then you have to pay attention to safety."
"I'm safe, I have you in my heart, and I pay a lot of attention."
"Then what about you, how about dual-element training?"
"Fortunately, after controlling the rhythm, I don't feel tired. Both sides have adjusted their goals, trained to support training, mental strength to resist pressure, pressure to enhance mental strength, and both sides are making progress."
She summed up her spiritual power characteristics in a few words.
Mo Si nodded, "It's fine if you're not tired, don't be too tired."
After talking about this, Jiang Qiuqiu shared some interesting stories about the school with Mo Si, as well as what happened between her and several tutors and classmates.
It's all small things, usually without waves, but under Qiuqiu's narration, everything is covered with a veil of warmth.
Every bit of life seems to be full of care.
This kind of trivial matter is the easiest to relax.
As Mo Si listened, his expression gradually eased.
Qiuqiu slowed down her speech.
For a long time, time passed too fast.
In the afternoon, it was eight or nine o'clock in the blink of an eye, and the lights in the dormitory were turned on. Soon, Qiuqiu's roommate would be back.
Mo Si is going to have dinner too, and the communication is coming to an end.
"Go to dinner, I've finished all I have to say today."
"Also, pay attention to release the pressure." Jiang Qiuqiu looked at him, "I am also sorry, as your partner, I am not by your side at this time."
"War is cruel, and the pressure of being a commander must be great. I want you to have less pressure, but the pressure will still be on you. I don't know what to say. Let me relax."
"Also, don't keep saying sorry, just like when I said sorry to you just now, you were disapproving. I don't like you saying sorry to me either."
"You are a soldier. In my eyes, you have a lot of bonus points, because the little panda is so handsome and beautiful in military uniform. The cloak is fried chicken stick, and the hat is terribly rusty." Jiang Qiuqiu praised Mo. There will also be some small movements when the company is in charge.
The straightforward praise made the young man a little ashamed.
"I love your cloak, and I can stand liking anything a cloak comes with."
Including waiting, worry, loneliness.
"Qiuqiu..."
"here I am."
"I want to kiss."
"Puchi."
"I can't kiss you through the screen."
He said: Then don't move, get closer to the screen.
Jiang Qiuqiu leaned over.
Then, the forty-year-old man foolishly approached the light screen.
At one virtual point, a kiss falls.
Nothing came across.
But the dryness in my heart was suddenly filled.
It's nine o'clock.
Before hanging up the communication.
Qiuqiu: I want to rua your ears when you come back.
Mo Si: I want to kiss you when I go back.
Simultaneously: Come on.