At noon, Subei successfully escaped from this emergency after completing the task.
She, who was originally involved in this operation, should have a series of follow-up work, but Bu Yirong picked her up as soon as she appeared.
As soon as Subei got in the car, he fell back on his back, pressing his eyebrows wearily.
The three-hour emergency work, there should be no slack in the middle, and the spirit is highly nervous. Now that I relax, the exhaustion from the task and the tiredness accumulated last night swept in one after another. As soon as Subei closed his eyes , I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.
"I said that your assessment is too much tossing people, isn't it? I have never seen students participate in so many actual battles."
After a long time, North Jiangsu remembered to complain.
"This time it was an accident, and those who are capable will work harder." Bu Yirong told the truth.
Most of these students are now capable of participating in actual combat.
North Jiangsu, who had participated in actual combat, was the first to consider it in this emergency.
But it was also urgent enough to inform her as soon as the decision was made, allowing her to quickly enter the battle without adequate preparation.
However, I didn't expect that North Jiangsu's completion level was so high. She attracted the attention of the opponent's snipers throughout the whole process. A wave of smooth operations showed that her professionalism was high, as if she had reached the qualifications of a formal team member.
"How is it done?" Subei put his hands down, his eyes widened feebly, but the words in his mouth were smoother, "For this credit, can I become a regular team member earlier than Mo Shangyun? ?"
Bu Yirong thought for a while, then said with a smile, "I can consider conveying your meaning to Team Yan."
As soon as Team Yan was mentioned, Subei's face wrinkled into a bun, and she waved her hand hopelessly, "Forget it, he's the one who protects the calf."
If it wasn't for seeing Yan Tianxing in the Marine Corps, North Jiangsu would definitely not believe the tricky relationship between Yan Tianxing and Mo Shangjun.
Anyway, with those few days of observation, North Jiangsu is 100% sure that if someone can become a regular team member in advance, Yan Tianxing will definitely try to make Mo Shangyun that one. If it is impossible for Mo Shangyun, then he will definitely make this move earlier The number of places to be canceled, pulling back the ranks of the public.
If there is no one else, people think that the scene of pulling the wind should be given to their daughter-in-law and someone else... ah! Not happy.
In this unconventional team, Subei seemed to take it for granted that the captain offered such a small special treatment.
"You can think so," Bu Yirong reassured, "If you have a 90% chance of staying, then Mo Shangyun is only 80%."
"Don't talk about it, it's psychologically balanced." Subei raised Erlang's legs and suddenly became energetic, "But why am I not 100%? What about the other 10% chance?"
"Uncertainties."
"It's impossible to deduct 10%." Subei frowned unhappily.
Bu Yirong smiled and said, "That gives you one point, ninety-one percent."
Subei nodded with satisfaction at first, but then came back to it again. She raised her hand and knocked on the seat in front, and said coolly, "Are you playing me as a fool? I am your hero."
"What do you want to eat at noon, the hero?" Bu Yirong turned the car and drove into the town.
Surrounded by desolate mountains, Subei glanced at it, then sat back steadily, and said without hope, "Barbecue."
"Row."
Unexpectedly, Bu Yirong responded cheerfully.
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Subei raised his eyebrows and said, "Two more bottles of soju."
The reason for this is because last night Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing, two naive ghosts, drank some wine and sent messages to chat with her, making her angry when she stayed up all night working alone. Can't stop coming like this.
Of course, there is no hope.
Unexpectedly, Bu Yirong nodded again, "Yes."
Subei glanced at the back of the driver's head, frowning - Bu Yirong agreed so readily, she always felt uncomfortable.
So after thinking about it in his heart, Subei said, "However, during the work period... is it bad?"
"Then don't drink." Bu Yirong followed her words very neatly.
"cut."
Subei screamed in disdain.
Hooking his lips and smiling, Bu Yirong explained patiently: "Your mission is over, now is not your work period."
"It's over?" Subei felt a little unreal.
She remembered that in her itinerary, the duty tasks for the next few days were arranged.
"You will be routinely questioned in the next few days and will not be free to work."
Subei shrugged, expressing understanding.
Killing people in action is not an official special force, and it is normal to be taken for questioning.
This is often the case with the Navy.
After stretching, Subei thought for a while and asked, "So you can eat and drink?"
"almost."
Step by step to answer this.
Subei closed his eyes with satisfaction.
However, after a while, Bu Yirong glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and suddenly said, "fasten your seat belt."
"No." Subei opened one eye and subconsciously thought of Mo Shangyun, who was pretending to be pretentious, and said solemnly, "I bound my free soul."
"… "
Bu Yirong was stunned for a moment, feeling that the tone was unusually familiar. After thinking about it, he smiled helplessly.
When these few people mixed together, they learned both the good and the bad, and they did not take away the dross and left the essence.
Okay, then I'll give you a chance to stretch your free soul.
Bu Yirong slammed the steering wheel, and there was a relatively dangerous corner in front, but Bu Yirong didn't mean to brake and slow down at all. As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, a lightning drift flew over, and Su who was sitting in the back seat without any "restraint" Bei, under such a strong inertia, he couldn't control his body for a while. If he hadn't grabbed the door handle in time, he would have been thrown away.
The thrilling sprint from a corner finally returned to normal when it reached the straight line.
Subei stabilized, but was not angry.
Sitting back firmly, he said angrily, "Bu Yirong, do you want to make money and kill yourself?!"
350. Mission [06] Misbehaviour [two more]