He looked at these inexpensive guys solemnly and contemptuously and joked: "You're scolding, what's your promised comrades-in-arms for the rest of your life! Damn it's waiting for me to be a white mouse, wait for me to die of poison, right?"

Not long after the meal, another sentry near the camp of a squadron discovered wild boars.

A wild boar herd appeared again, and it seems that there is not only a group of wild boars near this campsite.

That night, the brigade cadres seemed particularly nervous.

Not long after, Zhuang Yan and his comrades were sitting in front of the tent and bragging, and suddenly they saw the squadron leader Zhou Huping and Luo Xiaoming walking towards this side in a hurry.

"Second Seven, come with me, bring the gun, and go to the brigade headquarters to collect the bullets!"

Everyone stood up and looked at each other in a slightest look.

Collar bullet?

What is this to do?

Luo Xiaoming, who had already walked more than ten steps, turned around and shouted to his students: "Why are you still standing there? Do you want to go and fight wild boars?!"

Fighting a wild boar!?
Chapter completed!