The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

This "scared" sound made G3 tremble.

She asked with a trembling voice, "You don't want to tell me that you don't plan to let her come to our team."

"Hey, don't say it, I really thought about it just now." Xia Jinyuan laughed, until G3 felt like he was going to commit a heart attack, he held his breath and pushed back, "Don't make up your mind! I can't help you!"

"Yes, I can't help it. So, I just think about it, I just think about it. Put aside the identity of a soldier, the thinking of ordinary men, ordinary and selfish thinking."

"Tell me, I took her on this road alone. I'm going to be afraid. Who will be tough on her in the future, and who will support her and escort her?"

"I can't be afraid, I'm afraid I have to endure it, and I can't let her see that I'm cowardly. She chased me wholeheartedly and wanted to fight side by side with me. As for me, I kept telling her that I would wait. When it was over, I turned around and told her, I'm fucking scared, heh, she must raise her hand and slap me."

"So, I'm afraid I have to endure it, and I have to tell her how brave she is, and tell her that special forces have to be like her. What's the fear of bleeding? Our clothes are thick and we can cover the blood that comes out. Drink a few bowls of pork liver soup to replenish it."

"Old Yin, I'm not afraid of bleeding. I'm afraid... I'm afraid she will die..."

The light and fluttering voice was floating, and it was like a bubble that could not be poked by the hand, the wind could not blow, the sun could not be exposed, and it was broken into slag with a slight movement.

G3 closed his eyes like a thorn in his heart, buried his face in his rough palms, and rubbed it hard, all the way to peel off the old skin on his face.

Xia Jinyuan glanced down at him, listened to the sound of rubbing his face, and touched G3 with his elbow, "How about wiping your face with a steel ball? Will my sister-in-law recognize you when I go back tomorrow?"

"Do you still want someone to comfort you?" G3, whose gun was so thick that his face was rubbed like a steel ball, raised his head and stared at Xia Jinyuan, who was still teasing, "Do you spit out some ivory?"

"I sat well and meditated. You ran over to disturb me. I haven't settled the bill with you. Go, go, don't comfort me. Which boy is patrolling tonight, wash the toilet for me tomorrow."

G3 choked, completely unsure whether their captain, who has never been able to explore with ordinary eyes, is doing anything wrong.

Say he has something to do, look at what he said, it is no different from usual, and it can make people stutter.

Said he was fine, all those "fear" and "blood" were abnormal.

How could he be afraid, I have never seen him afraid at all!

That's not fear, it's the most normal worry a man has for someone he loves.

It's not because he is a soldier that he doesn't even have the qualifications to worry about his girlfriend.

Xia Jinyuan saw that G3's expression changed and changed. It looked like constipation for a while, and internal injury for a while. He raised his hand and patted his comrade-in-arms' shoulder, "I think I have some endocrine disorders, and it takes a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine to adjust."

"For a while, I was in a panic, and for a while, I was like Lin Daiyu's sadness for spring and autumn. I calmed down and thought about it again and again, but I felt that nothing happened, and I was just messing around."

"Whether it's fear, blood, or death, I recognize it, I recognize it all. As long as she likes it, I recognize it."

"Don't worry I won't let her join the team. In our team, she's decided! I'll be her captain in the future, but I'll see if Lao Yang dares to hide it from me."

The last sentence was gnashing of teeth, causing Major General Yang in the capital to shudder for no reason.