(Thanks to the three book friends of Posing in the Restroom, Unique Dance Steps, and "Ice Cubes of Antarctica" for the tip!)
Assassination: Sergeant Clayton of the Kamloops Police Department is gathering men to deal with the host. What is the host waiting for? The first attack is to gain the upper hand, but the second attack suffers disaster and suppresses him.
Mission difficulty: three and a half stars.
Mission reward: a silk body armor.
Silk body armor: Developed by the United States during World War I, it uses natural fiber fabric as the lining of the garment and is made of steel plates. Because of its limited bulletproof capabilities, the high cost of silk and its tendency to deteriorate in humid places, it has not been popularized.
Well?
A bulletproof vest? Although the bulletproof ability is limited, it is undoubtedly a good treasure on the battlefield where the war is raging and stray bullets are flying. With it, you have several lives.
Of course, the task reward is not the most important, but whether it can be completed and the value of the goal are the most important.
Judging from the mission, Sergeant Clayton of the Kamloops Police Department should be a prestigious figure. Killing him should greatly damage the opponent's morale and make Kamloops panic for a while.
Even if you can't kill him, it would be a good idea to go to Kamloops to cause trouble. Kamloops is a day's journey away from here. If you set out now and arrive before dawn, who would have thought that you would dare to fight there alone?
?
The more Liu Zhenming thought about it, the more he felt that something was up to him. Rather than just sitting there and waiting for death, it would be better to take the initiative to disrupt the enemy's deployment and confuse the enemy's hearing and hearing.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhenming immediately put on a dirty miner's clothes and headed to the kitchen.
Why? Put on makeup, otherwise people will definitely come forward to check if they see that they are of yellow race. Therefore, Liu Zhenming planned to make himself completely black, and then use a plasma perm to curl his short hair. This way,
He looks like a black man 70-80%.
As long as the night passes, no one should be able to recognize me. Of course, the actual effect will depend on everyone's reaction later.
"Hey, battalion commander, look at your clothes, take them off quickly and let me wash them for you!"
"Hehe, I just said you can't marry a Western woman. Look, if you married one of us, would you still be allowed to go out wearing this outfit?"
"Yes, Battalion Commander, if you are interested in that one, just tell me and I will help you find a matchmaker. How about Qiaoer? She has a big butt and is easy to give birth to."
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Along the way, a group of women greeted Liu Zhenming warmly. They didn't show any displeasure with him because of today's training, but the words they said made Liu Zhenming dumbfounded.
There was no way around it, these women were all from Toronto, and they were already very familiar with each other, so they were a little bit arrogant when talking.
"How big can a fifteen-year-old girl get when she has a big ass and is ready for childbirth? Bah, what am I thinking about?" Liu Zhenming could only helplessly pass her by.
In the kitchen, Han Qiaoer saw everyone else carrying water out. She took a footbath, poured warm water in it, took off her shoes and socks, rolled up her trouser legs, and put her two small and exquisite feet into the water.
"It's so comfortable!" Han Qiaoer felt so comfortable all over her body that she couldn't help but exclaimed softly.
Immediately, looking at the swollen ankle, Han Qiaoer seemed to remember something, took out a pen from her arms, her pretty face turned red, and she muttered: "It's all you who caused me to be teased, and my feet are too."
It’s sprained!”
"We have to train tomorrow!" Han Qiaoer frowned in distress.
Before she could think of a solution, she saw someone walking in quickly. Looking carefully, who could it be if it wasn't the person she just scolded?
Han Qiaoer hurriedly put the pen in her arms and was about to put on her shoes and get up when Liu Zhenming saw her.
"Qiao'er is washing her feet!" Liu Zhenming greeted awkwardly. I wonder if she heard the nonsense of those people outside...
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, Han Qiaoer let out a sweet cry.
Liu Zhenming saw that one of her feet was in the footbath, but one foot accidentally stepped out. Her body leaned to the left, and she was about to fall to the ground.
Without any hesitation, Liu Zhenming quickly stepped forward and took Han Qiaoer into his arms before she landed.
Han Qiaoer's eyes widened and she didn't know how to react. She only felt that there was no strength coming out of her body, and there was a numb and throbbing feeling in her heart, which made her panic and made her body slowly become hot.
Liu Zhenming happened to be able to see drops of sweat dripping from the little girl's white and smooth forehead from above. He glanced down slightly, and the snow-white neck trimming and the stunning slight bulge were inevitably visible.
A faint light fragrance poured into Liu Zhenming's nose. It was a fresh and light girlish fragrance.
What made Liu Zhenming even more thirsty was that he felt one of his hands touch the little girl's buttocks.
Although he didn't know whether Han Qiaoer's buttocks were big, Liu Zhenming was very sure that they felt round, strong, and full of elasticity.
"Brother Liu! Aren't you going to let me down?" Han Qiaoer was so embarrassed that she closed her eyes and said in a voice as light as a mosquito.
"Oh, oh!" Liu Zhenming hurriedly put her back on the stool, not knowing what to say for a while.
It wasn't until he saw Han Qiaoer's swollen ankle that he asked doubtfully: "Qiaoer, did this happen during training? It looks like it's sprained?"
Han Qiaoer lowered his head, not daring to look at Liu Zhenming, but nodded lightly.
"Silly girl, you're so swollen and you still don't say a word to me." Only then did Liu Zhenming remember that Han Qiaoer seemed to be clenching her teeth while running, and one foot was deep and the other was shallow.
However, there were many people at the time, so he didn't pay much attention.
Han Qiaoer bit her lip and said softly: "I can't embarrass Brother Liu."
Liu Zhenming squatted down and said angrily: "What are you talking about? I am training you to become heroic girls, not to make you cripples. We can't do this again in the future."
Han Qiaoer felt warm in her heart and thought to herself: It would be better if Brother Liu changed 'you' to 'you'.
Liu Zhenming could guess what the little girl was thinking. He just carefully lifted Han Qiaoer's feet up and wiped them dry with a towel.
Xiao Nizi couldn't help blushing to the base of her ears. She bit her lip and glanced at Liu Zhenming secretly. Seeing his serious look, her lips moved but she didn't say anything in the end.
After all, Liu Zhenming came from a later generation and was not very clear about some things of this era. He did not know that feet were also the private parts of his daughter's home, so how could they be freely touched by men.
"Does it hurt?"
Liu Zhenming gently touched the little girl's ankle and touched it up, down, left and right. He had learned some battlefield care in the base and knew a little bit about bone-setting techniques like this.
Han Qiaoer bit her lip, feeling dizzy and groggy. She couldn't even feel the pain.
Her heart was constantly at war: I can't let Brother Liu touch my feet, no! Brother Liu is here to heal my wounds, it doesn't matter!
Liu Zhenming didn't hear Han Qiaoer's response. Seeing her frowning, as if she was in pain, he couldn't help but carefully rolled up her trouser legs a little more.
A pink and tender leg was exposed in front of Liu Zhenming's eyes. The skin color was white and rosy, and the lines of the calf were extremely soft. When he slowly looked down, he saw the red and swollen ankle.
Liu Zhenming held Han Qiaoer's pink and translucent jade-like feet and saw that the five jade toes, which were like spring onions, were neat and delicate.