Wumatian stood upright, he had been standing like this for more than half an hour.
The guy who is biting the cigarette holder in front of him and puffing out the clouds is the number one general of SAARC? Is this guy still a soul? Soul can actually smoke? It seems to taste good, do you want to ask what brand it is later...
At first, he was still a little scared, he didn't understand why the above called him to see him by name. Although he is the commander of the Wonsan Corps, the Wonsan Corps is only a local corps stationed in Wonsan City. Yuanshan City is a small city, and the Yuanshan Corps is naturally not a large army. Sometimes they have to make a guest appearance, maintaining law and order, escorting caravans and so on.
How could someone like me know that
Could it be that the usual oil jam happened? Or is it a revenue-generating thing? He was apprehensive along the way, but he didn't have too much fear. He didn't do anything devoid of conscience. The salaries of local corps like this are pitifully low, and they can't pay them as usual. They have to generate their own income. The above also turned a blind eye to these small movements below.
Wumatian had made up his mind, if the higher-ups took this as a crime against him, they would first pay the one-year and seven-month salary they owed first.
Anyway, the leader of the Pobing Corps, he also felt very boring.
Wumatian, who was broken and broken, calmed down instead. When he entered Shangzhou, the prosperity of Shangzhou made him open his mouth. All kinds of merchant ships are coming and going, and there are booming buildings everywhere, with a dazzling array of gorgeous signboards, each of which is more luxurious than the last. Compared with this, the commercial street in Wonsan City is ashamedly shabby. The dense flow of people is like dense cloud coins flowing.
He had never been to Shangzhou before, but he knew that Shangzhou was a famous poor place.
New towns along the way are gradually taking shape. Such a hot scene made Wu Matian feel his blood boil.
Suddenly, he raised his head, with a hint of doubt on his face. The energy flow in the air made him feel an unusual smell. The energy flow here seems to be under some kind of control...
This discovery immediately made all his distracting thoughts disappear.
Then he discovered more along the way, besides the prosperous business, there are more corps here. That's right, it was the Corps. He saw at least four Corps training along the way.
When he saw Bing, he was full of doubts.
He stood there for a long time, as if the soldiers didn't see him, Wumatian still knew some rules, the officer didn't speak, so he naturally didn't dare to move. Still standing straight, but the divergent thinking in his mind began to flood rapidly.
He didn't know that Bing was watching him secretly.
Wumatian is not tall and has a very thin body. The few strands of limp hair drooping in front of the forehead looked like they hadn't been washed for several days, paired with a slightly fat round face, there was a kind of indescribable wretchedness. His eyes were erratic and unfocused, apparently in a daze. The standing posture is relaxed, and there is no tension in the whole body, like a skeleton that is about to fall apart. On the front of the clothes, there was a large oil stain that hadn't been washed off, and it wasn't recently stained.
This guy in front of him is obviously a veteran.
Bing's eyes are sharp.
Veterans often mean trouble in the Corps. They know how to be wise and protect themselves best. Obedience and disobedience are their common methods, and most of their blood is worn away. Experienced generals don't like veterans in their ranks very much, and the morale of the regiment is easily spoiled.
However, among the thirteen cities that were attacked by pirates this time, only Yuanshan City pursued the pirates, and that was the Wumatian in front of him.
"What's your problem?"
Bing asked questions abruptly, he paid attention to the guy in front of him, his eyes drifted away, and his expression began to become dull.
"Question? Oh, the cigarette is pretty good, can I have one?"
Wumatian who was in a daze didn't pass through his brain at all, and blurted out, and when he realized it, his face turned pale.
seek death! Oh my god, this is totally killing me! How can I kill myself like this
The first thing I said to Shangguan was asking for cigarettes!
Wumatian only felt that his eyes were gloomy. When it was over, he would definitely be demoted. The damn regiment commander had nothing to do with him, and he would face unemployment. sad...
Imagining the scene of himself shivering in a leaky and broken house in his later years, Wuma Tian felt sad and almost cried.
A misstep will cause eternal hatred. When I go back, I must teach my blood and tears a lesson, and tell the people under my command. It is the most convincing to speak out... Oh, and I must not forget the 20,000 Yuncoins that Old Wang still owes me... Who owes it to me? Is my money here? People can leave, but debts cannot be kept... Shuanzi said last year that he would treat himself to a big meal, well, he can't let him go, which one should he eat? You have to think about it carefully. I have never been to the roasted pig’s trotters that Mingsheng mentioned. Hey, I’m so hungry...
Bing opened his mouth to Wumatian and asked him for cigarettes, he was also taken aback for a moment, he had seen so many subordinates, and no one had ever asked him for cigarettes.
"then."
Bing was not stingy, he directly threw the root to Wumatian.
Wumatian, who was still immersed in the roasted hoof, took it subconsciously. As soon as he took it, it was so thin and light, he immediately became angry: "Boss, why are the pig's hooves so small?"
It's so deceiving!
He raised his head and glared at the boss of the roasted pig's trotters. When he saw the face in front of him clearly, it was like a basin of ice water was poured from head to toe. He opened his mouth wide, and his whole body was like a clay sculpture, motionless and completely frozen in place.
"Pig trotters?" Bing's face was blocked by the swirling smoke, and he couldn't see clearly, but his squinted eyes flickered like a blade-like cold light: "Since you like pig trotters so much, from today onwards, you will deal with them." Pig's trotters. Although our cooking department does not have this menu, I agree to add this menu. You have only one task, to provide pig's trotters to all corps."
Wumatian opened his mouth wide, he stared blankly at Bing, for this ridiculous order, he didn't know what to do for a while.
Is it useful to kneel down and beg for mercy at this time? Thigh hug? Would it be better to burst into tears? Why don't you just resign and quit? Will it be dragged out by the guards at the door, chopped off and fed to the dogs...
When Wumatian came back from his brain hole, the soldier in front of him had disappeared.
There was only one transfer order on the table, and he was transferred to the cooking department.
This life is too gloomy!
Wumatian tremblingly picked up the transfer order, and walked towards the door, the sunlight outside could not dispel the slightest bit of grief and anger in his heart, he clenched his fists, his face full of resolute determination, he decided to let that damned smoker understand what Shi Ke is. You can't be humiliated!
He felt that his determination to die generously had attracted the attention of the guards at the gate, and he went up to them.
"Brother, how do you go to the cooking department?"
After Wumatian was transferred to the cooking department, Bing continued his daily work. The pirate attack on the city didn't seem to affect him at all. Apart from raising the vigilance of all continents, he didn't have any other substantive measures.
In the war room, there is a huge map hanging on the wall, with lines of various colors drawn on it, and numbers marked on it, densely packed, it looks dizzy.
The room smelled heavily of smoke, and the sunlight came in from the window, wisps of smoke and dust slowly rippling in the sunlight along with the floating dust.
Bing recovered from his state of concentration, and his eyes moved away from the map.
Stretching, he subconsciously reached for the cigarette box, but his hand stopped quickly. The recent cigarettes are consumed relatively quickly, and there are not many stocks in stock, so he should smoke slowly.
I don't know where Nervous Tang is now.
And Ashin and the others, I don’t know if it’s okay.
The current situation is not more difficult than before, and compared with the big battle of the entire Tianlu, it can even be regarded as leisure. But at that time, although he was very busy and nervous, as long as he executed the order perfectly, it was enough, and the pressure was not much. The sky fell, and there were too many people on it, and it was not his turn.
But now, all the pressure is on him alone.
Whenever this time, he would easily think of Tang Tian. Although the boy Tang was always nervous and rarely had normal moments, but this guy's nerves were as thick as nothing. The young Tang will never feel the pressure. If you ask him about the pressure, he will definitely look up in surprise and say, why do you think so much, just blow the enemy up.
So when Tang Juvenile was around, Bing never felt too much pressure.
I really am not a qualified leader.
However, Bing has never thought about being a leader, how tiring it is, life is to enjoy, as long as everyone is there, Shen Tang doesn't know when he will be able to...
In a daze, Bing curled up on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.
Sai Lei safely returned to the City of Three Souls, and everyone in Ursa Major breathed a sigh of relief. Sai Lei is definitely a strategic key figure for the current Ursa Major, and if anything goes wrong, it will be a huge loss for Ursa Major.
Sai Lei held her head high, and her eyes were full of flames.
The bloodline armor of the Holy Blood Corps greatly stimulated her. Although she can still easily count a lot of disadvantages of the bleeding armor, even in terms of overall performance, [Mountain Frost] is not inferior to [Holy Blood].
But for the arrogant elder sister, suppressing the other party in all directions is the only result she can accept.
For the first time since she was called "Master", she encountered a challenge, which made her fighting spirit reach an unprecedented level.
Come on then!
She vowed in her heart that she must create a brand-new organ soul armor that can defeat [Holy Blood] in all directions!
When she came back, she didn't intend to take a break at all. Stepping on her high heels, she rushed towards the laboratory in a hurry. Her murderous appearance caused everyone along the way to give way. At this time, if she touched the big sister's head, she would definitely die.
Passing through the aisle next to the training ground, there was a dull and abnormal impact sound from the direction of the training ground, which made her stop involuntarily.
She turned her face and looked towards the training ground. What came into her sight was an extremely ugly Machine Soul. From her aesthetic point of view, this is really an extremely ugly mechanism soul armor, with a bloated and mottled body, like a beast suffering from a strange disease and edema.
"What's that?" she blurted out.
Loquat, who was following her, followed her gaze and suddenly realized: "That's a [monster]."
"[Monster]?" Sai Lei's eyes lit up.
"Yes, the monsters are modified by screws." Loquat explained: "There are a group of students who are not very good in grades, they are very suitable for monsters, and Screws made one for them. They like to call themselves the Monster Corps..."
Before Pipa finished speaking, she was shocked to find a bright red figure in her vision.
Sai Lei stepped on high heels, jumped directly into the training ground, and rushed towards the monster with one deep foot and one shallow foot.