The next day, Fu Anan went to the cafeteria wearing an extremely ill-fitting uniform, with frizzy hair and a pale face.
Because of her heroic deeds during the mission, everyone became much more enthusiastic towards her.
As soon as she entered the door, someone greeted her, "Brother Fu, why did you come so late today? It's not like your usual style of eating."
"Brother Fu, have you shrunk? Why is your uniform two sizes bigger?"
"Brother Fu looks like he has kidney deficiency. Did he dream about a little girl last night?"
Everyone talked happily and told dirty jokes without getting tired of it.
The little girl didn't dream, she dreamed of horror movies. The uniform was too big, not because she had shrunk, but because she had to borrow the commander's clothes. She rolled up her trouser legs, and her upper body clothes were loose. She didn't get the new uniform until the morning.
"Actually, there are still a lot of combat uniforms in the warehouse, but your size is too hard to find. I almost went to ask the women's team next door if they had any."
The manager said as he gave her the team uniform, and then gave her three sets of uniforms of the same size that he found.
After all, no one else can use it.
Just like that, Fu Anan's one set became three, which added up to more than the commander's. She put the extra ones in the closet, and then took one set into the bathroom to change into.
Once she put on the well-fitting uniform, she became that energetic and handsome young man again.
As for the commander's uniform, the washing machine had just been repaired, so he threw it in to be washed together.
She was still surprised that Anil was willing to lend her his clothes today. She didn't expect the commander to be a cold-hearted person. Her previous impression of him was a bit harsh.
Thinking of this, Fu Anan walked briskly into the office. Looking at Anil who was busy inside, she smiled at him.
"Yesterday's mission report hasn't been written yet. Go write two versions for me. Each version should be 20,000 words. By the way, you will be the one writing the report for every mission from now on."
Fu Anan's smile froze on her face. The commander was still as harsh as ever.
What’s even more tragic is that three days later, just when she had finished writing two versions of the report, Editor 7 received a new task.
"ah!"
Fu Anan felt unwell and lay weakly on the table.
Anil stood up and picked up the assistant who was lying on the table. "Follow me."
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This time the mission involves not only the seven teams, but also other teams.
When they entered the war room, the two of them attracted everyone's attention.
Anil is good-looking, while Fu Anan is... a rare short man.
Anil frowned slightly and looked at the few people with the most obvious sight. Their cold eyes met, and the other party was the first to shift his gaze, and Fu Anan sat down behind Anil.
He was not the leader of this mission, a higher-ranking official came.
It didn't take long before the man arrived.
This is a chief executive who is higher than Anil, about 40 years old, with obvious wrinkles between his brows and looks very serious.
The same is true for action style.
There was not a single word of unnecessary nonsense throughout the entire process, and his personality was very much like their commander.
Aren't they father and son
Fu Anan had this bold idea in his mind, but soon the idea disappeared because the Chief Executive was called Kate, with black hair and brown eyes, and they didn't look like father and son at all.
"This mission is more difficult and more important than usual, so I hope that all commanders will bring your best soldiers."
The Chief Executive suddenly said this, and Fu Anan felt that there were more eyes looking at her.
What's the meaning
Do you dislike her
Fu Anan touched his chin and glanced at Anil.
Her superior did not respond.
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A total of seven editors were dispatched in this round.
Each commander brought his most elite subordinates and flew forward in a total of three fighter planes.
They were in cabin 7 on the last plane, along with cabins 5 and 6.
The mission location this time was a little further away than the third front. Looking down from the fighter plane, there was a flying city below.
The bare land, tall buildings, and bridges were covered by the yellow sand. Between the damaged tall buildings, you could vaguely see the arrows flying around. Their fighter planes stopped at an abandoned factory complex below, and the sound attracted the surrounding arrows to gather.
As soon as we got off the plane, we were bombarded with fire.
After clearing the surrounding arrows, everyone quickly built a defense line.
The Chief Executive and others gathered inside the factory, and his eyes swept over the faces of the seven commanders. "1st, 2nd, 3rd divisions follow me inside, and the rest of the divisions stay where they are and don't let Yatetsu in."
After saying that, he led three teams of people in.
"Fuck, this is clearly a sign of disdain for the rest of us!"
After they left, members of other formations whispered something in a rather dissatisfied tone.
"Liu Neng."
The commander of the 5th division looked at him and called him a warning.
"That's right. All the members of our 5th division are selected elites. We are not like some divisions that just bring in anyone to make up the numbers."
As he spoke, the rest of the people focused their attention on editor 7.
As soon as Liu Neng finished speaking, he flew out and hit the ground hard with his back. Then, a pair of shiny military boots stepped on his chest, making him feel his chest sink and unable to breathe.
A pair of cold blue eyes looked at him.
He is the commander of the Seventh Division.
The moment Liu Neng met those eyes, he felt the weight on his body doubled, and an inexplicable sense of oppression made him feel suffocated. The long period of lack of oxygen made his veins bulge, and he turned his eyes and looked at his commander.
The commander of the fifth division was no pushover. Seeing his own people being bullied, he instantly kicked out his left leg towards Anil, sweeping a strong gust of wind.
The members of the fifth division knew their commander's skills very well. He once kicked through a 200-jin sandbag in front of everyone. If this kick hit a person, it would kill him on the spot, or his hands and feet would be broken.
However, the commander of Group 7 caught it!
He stretched out his hand to block the kick without even moving.
The members of the fifth group and their commander were all shocked. So strong?!
Anil put his legs down without changing his expression, then let go of the player under his feet, "My people don't need others' comments."
The fifth commander reacted and looked at the person still lying on the ground, "Liu Neng, apologize!"
It was a farce that ended with the opponent apologizing. This kick also let everyone know that the commander of the seventh edition was very strong and very protective of his subordinates.
Now the other members of the seventh group all held their heads high, looking as if they had someone to support them.
Fu Anan's favorability towards Anil also increased rapidly. After all, who doesn't like a boss who protects his subordinates
Today's original plan was 4,000 words.
I was almost done writing it, and Writer's Assistant ate my manuscript!
Ahh! I will never use it to type again!
Good night everyone, I'm so depressed
(End of this chapter)