Frey felt that he might have really lost his mind just now. Otherwise, how could he let a woman alone into the marshal's room
"Then I kick her out?" He thought for a while and asked in a low voice while feeling uneasy.
After all, if the marshal rests here at night and a woman stays in his room and does not come out, the news will spread to everyone in the entire military region tomorrow!
The reason...
In the final analysis - there are two major mysteries about military districts in this world.
First, what method did a person who was willing to be ordinary before the age of twenty use to become the first general of the empire in just two years!
Second, why is the marshal so cold to the people around him despite being so young? They didn't even know if he had a bed partner.
Thinking that the eldest prince Lu Chen had been hanging out at the door for most of the afternoon, the marshal was not even interested in taking a glance. When he stood in the open-air greenhouse this evening, he stared at Leng Yiyao for a long time.
Frey was still trying to figure out what Hemo was really thinking in his heart, but Hemo was no longer bothered to look at him with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Didn't you say that Zhai Mu has been sent back?"
Previously, the contusion force on the shoulder blade caused by using that sniper was so severe that Zhai Mu's arm became numb. When Helmer asked him to take off his clothes on the spot, his shoulders were already bruised.
For Hemo, choosing Zhai Mu to shoot at the shooting range was not just because of General Xu's recommendation. More importantly, Zhai Mu has the shooting quality and level of a high-level professional soldier, but he is not a regular sniper. As a test subject, he can not only effectively reflect the actual operability of the sniper rifle, but also reflect its reaction force on the human body.
This is the most realistic effect of an experiment.
On the one hand, he came to D City to catch people by releasing news, so that the military region could be reshuffled. On the other hand, Zhai Mu
For the sake of experiment, testing this batch of arms was also done out of the original intention.
The wealthy people in D City were indeed right. Most of the reason he went to the shooting range was to get arms and supplies.
The sniper used by Zhai Mu at that time was one of them.
According to ergonomics, how to improve firearms to maximize their adaptability to human shooting, so that they can be modified and improved as soon as possible, and the upgrading of weapons can be quickly put on the agenda.
Frey was stunned for a moment. Hearing Hemo ask where Zhai Mu was by name, he finally understood what he had missed.
Originally, the marshal returned to the hotel because he wanted to hear the military doctor's diagnosis of Zhai Mu's shoulder. However, he just saw the eldest prince blocking people outside and looking confident. He felt angry, so he subconsciously opened the door to get the girl. Come in.
Frey stared at his boss stiffly, speechless.
"I said, have you agreed on what you want me to do?" Standing outside the door, Leng Yiyao yawned boredly and lazily interrupted their conversation.
Sorry, the wound is too serious. She also needs a rest, okay
The two officers guarding her suddenly looked ugly. They remembered to tell her not to move, but how could they forget that her mouth was free to say whatever she wanted!
Hermer's eyes suddenly deepened, and then he turned his head and looked towards the door.
This woman was thrown directly into the hotel by a group of officers, but she was not afraid at all.
"If you don't have anything to do with me, please help me get a room. I need to wash up and rest." It's a bit impractical to find a doctor to change the dressing. After all, it's easy to get a room. Leng Yiyao glanced at her robe and subconsciously rubbed her temples.
"No need. Just stay here with me." Hemo said calmly, but there was no trace of emotion on his handsome face.
But Frey felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He missed a step and hit the wall with his back.
The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet.
Leng Yiyao tilted her head and lowered her eyes. It seemed that she had somehow provoked someone she shouldn't have gotten involved with...