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Three hundred and seventy-five special tasks

 Huang Xiong nodded and said: "I don't care! She has a body now. After raising the child, I can spank her bare buttocks a few times and she will naturally become sensible. ◇↓"

Huang Ande said nothing, feeling that his cousin was quite sensible. He vaguely felt that the leaders had eyes and ears in the army, but he never dared to say this to anyone casually.

Wang Qisuo was already making a fuss here: "What are you talking about, two eldest brothers? Come and have a drink!"

The group of people continued to drink and have fistfights until nine o'clock in the evening. If they didn't have to go to work tomorrow, no one would dare to go back too late, and they would have to drink until midnight.

Everyone was already half drunk. Huang Ande saw that Huang Xiong was already drunk and there was a pregnant woman nearby. He was afraid that something would go wrong, so he went to the street and called two rickshaws to take them back respectively.

I called Zhu Si and his wife, but they said there was no need and they could go back by themselves.

Some of the others had to go back by themselves, and some of them were so drunk that they simply made beds on the floor of Huang Ande's house.

Looking at Wang Qisuo here, he was no longer feeling well. He was holding on to the wall and slowly going out. He quickly asked: "Brother Wang, are you okay? If you get drunk, just rest at my brother's place for the night."

"It's okay." Wang Qisuo's tongue was a little loud, but he still looked sober, "Brother, I have to go to rehearsal tomorrow... I'll spend the night here and don't have time to go to the city. Besides, the leaders are very clean and picky.

You have to go back and wash up and change clothes."

"Can you go back by yourself?"

"It doesn't matter, the last carriage has not left yet."

Huang Ande was worried and personally took him to the public carriage station and got him on the bus. He watched the carriage leave the station before going back.

Wang Qisuo got off the car outside the guard camp dormitory area. He stumbled into the dormitory all the way because he had to participate in rehearsals. So he had a camp pass, which not only allowed him to enter and leave the barracks at any time, but also did not have to abide by the camp's time management.

At this moment, the lights-out signal had blown, and the camp area was dark except for the duty room and street lights. Wang Qisuo walked to the door of the dormitory and pushed it open.

He lives in a noncommissioned officer's dormitory, which has four bunk beds. The beds are all empty at the moment. Recently, due to the cultural festival, the security battalion has been dispatched in large numbers to disperse the duties. Except for the mobile anti-riot company, the manpower is particularly tight, and almost all

He went out to various duty stations. He was the only one living in the entire dormitory.

Wang Qisuo returned to the dormitory without lighting the gas lamp - the lights-out signal had already been blown. The electric light was too eye-catching. He slowly took off his clothes and climbed into bed. However, he did not immediately start to snore. Don't.

Seeing how happy he was when he was drinking, he tried his best to persuade him to drink. In fact, he didn't drink much, and his eyes were even brighter at this moment.

"So this is the special mission!" He thought to himself. Combined with what Huang Yang said at the wine table today, he remembered that the company commander had said a few days ago that there was a special mission recently.

He even transferred capable personnel to temporarily strengthen the team and asked him to recommend specific candidates.

Wang Qisuo estimated that this special task could not simply be on guard duty for the safety of the cultural festival. The escort company did not do these things. They were responsible for directly guarding the elders and important naturalized cadres.

If only the elders are going to the cultural festival site, the original strength of the escort company will be enough - accompanying the elders to protect them is their regular task, and there is no need to recruit troops from other companies to strengthen them. In this way, this special task

It can only be to protect the elders' children at the cultural festival.

"Young Chief. It's interesting." Wang Qisuo looked at the snow-white ceiling silently, remembering the several times he was on duty outside the elders' dormitory area. He also saw the life secretary carrying his children out, but these children were very small.

Small. The oldest is only three or four years old.

The "young leader" Huang Yang mentioned was obviously not the child of these life secretaries. He should be the "little elder" who came here in a big iron boat with the elders. When he was chatting with the soldiers of the company, he heard them say it, indeed

There are seven or eight such young elders studying in Fangcaodi.

Early the next morning, according to the task list, he was supposed to go on duty in the new administrative district of the county, but the company commander called him instead.

"Qisuo, who does your platoon plan to recommend to the escort company? I'm going to put it on the list now."

Wang Qisuo didn't even think about it: "I'll go."

"Are you going?" The company commander hesitated, "Aren't you still going to participate in the performance..."

"It's only the first day of the performance. I can be on duty on other days." Wang Qisuo said neatly, "The platoon is already overloaded and there are insufficient manpower... Anyway, there are only two days in total, so I will take over.

Already."

"Okay. I'll report it."

After Zhuo Yifan and Lian Nishang had their first date, they discussed with Wan Lifeng, Miejing Shitai and others, and thought that they could take advantage of the cultural festival held by the Kun thieves to attack Zhen Kun. As for whether to kill or capture alive, it depends on the situation.

Ding. Wan Lifeng suggested that he could use Lian Nishang to sneak into the gym.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to convince her." Zhuo Yifan said with regret, "This woman is deeply possessed by the devil. If we don't give it time, we won't be able to persuade her to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"You don't necessarily need to convince this girl." Wan Lifeng said, "Just find a reason and trick her into believing it."

Sha Guangtian also said: "Even if we can't deceive her, it won't be difficult for us to subdue her and force her to lead the way. Since she is the 'public servant' of the thief, it will be easy for her to get in and out of the surrounding area."

Zhuo Yifan frowned slightly, but seeing that everyone agreed, he couldn't object, so he nodded. He added: "I think it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to the real Kun. They are all fake. There must be a few pretending to be the real Kun."

It looks like it will be easy to do things when the time comes."

Wan Lifeng said: "It doesn't matter, isn't it just a matter of shaving your head and making it easier for you to obey? A man can bend and stretch, and in order to fight the bandits, we have no problem!"

Zhuo Yifan said: "This matter requires Master Miejing to nod..."

Judging from his impressions in the gymnasium today, Zhenkun's guards are more vigilant towards men, and can be said to be quite lax towards fake Kun girls. If Hengshan disciples disguise themselves as fake Kun female students and approach Zhenkun, the chance of success will be

It will be very big.

Miejing naturally agreed, and especially recommended his favorite disciple Zhou Zhongjun to take on this task.

"It's just that the attire of this really handsome female student is somewhat immoral..." Zhuo Yifan said cautiously, "But this is also for the sake of the Ming Dynasty and the peace of the world."

Master Miejing's face looked uncertain for a while, and then she said after a while: "That's all. It's always for the sake of the common people in the world."

"Thank you, Master, for your understanding of justice."

"It's just that this matter is heavy, and Zhongjun is a little younger. I think it's better to let Wan'er go - she is older and needs to be more stable."

"That's fine." Zhuo Yifan secretly laughed, thinking that you are going to see Zhou Zhongjun's appearance. I don't know what to think. Anyway, as long as she nods, let her take over when something happens, otherwise she will see it. Then there will be a fight.

It's unclear how many of them will escape, and no one will care if they are immoral or immoral.

Zhuo Yifan also rounded up the four youngest disciples from Hengshan in the inn and asked them to change into fake Kun attire. There are many local aboriginal women who change into Australian attire without purification. This is not uncommon. Moreover, Zhuo Yifan

Yifan and others have already exchanged a large number of circulation coupons, so it is easy to buy anything.

Everyone didn't know much about how to dress in Australian attire, so Zhuo Yifan specially sent someone to Nanbao to make an appointment with Zhou Zhongjun, and asked her to take her senior sisters to Dongmen City to purchase new clothes.

As for Wan Lifeng and others, they are also preparing to shave their heads and change their clothes when the time comes, blending into the crowd and waiting for the opportunity.

As for Zhuo Yifan himself: the cultural festival was approaching, and he was eager to finalize the final action plan with Master Qi, so he sent a coded letter to Sima Qiudao's mailbox, asking Sima Qiudao to contact Master Qi as soon as possible.

Today's weather is a bit bad, and Lin Ziqi's mood is also depressed. There is a paper that still smells of ink neatly placed on the desk. The math quiz is as boring as ever.

The desk is as big as a small office desk. It is made according to ergonomic principles, with a suitable height and a tilted table top. It is also equipped with a desktop bookshelf, a small storage cabinet and a small drawer for stationery.

The "Holy Ship" brand desks and chairs specially produced by this wood processing factory for the study institute are not only made of exquisite materials - good hardwood, either mahogany or rosewood? The workmanship is also extremely exquisite. It is said that the pig blood paint on the top is finer.

The linen cloth was covered with seven or eight layers. It was so bright that you could see the shadow of a person, and it was so hard that even if you use a pencil sharpener to carve it, it would not leave a trace. Lin Ziqi is not that boring. This is what her best friend Zhang Yunmi told her. Yes.

This didn't surprise her at all: she was used to it.

Every classroom in this academy reveals an indescribable luxury that is difficult to describe in words. For example, the ridiculously large hardwood desks and the teak floors underfoot; and each classroom table.

There is a lamp on the table, a ceiling fan on the roof, a screen hanging above the blackboard and a projector hanging behind the classroom... Nowadays, even the offices of the Executive Committee and the Senate cannot be equipped with such complete equipment.

The weather was bad, and pale light fell from the skylight on the roof into the light well in the middle of the classroom, casting soft light onto the dozen or so desks around it. The classroom was cleverly designed to ensure sufficient light without sacrificing sufficient light.

As for making people inside feel dazzled, they can't see clearly the writing on the blackboard.

Lin Ziqi's pencil casually wrote answers on the paper stroke by stroke. The pencil she brought from another time and space has been used up even if it is connected to the penholder. Now she uses a special product from Taibai Stationery Factory. The quality is sincere. I don't dare to compliment it, I can only say that it is barely usable.

The paper was very difficult, to the point of being abnormally difficult. Although Lin Ziqi was only seventeen years old, she had learned advanced mathematics from university science and engineering textbooks. However, this was not the case for Lin Ziqi, who had been studying one-on-one tutoring almost every day for five years. It is beyond her ability. There are many nerds in science and engineering in the Senate, and advanced math is commonplace for them. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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