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The military camp was already far away, and the military flag dyed red with blood stood in the blue sky, roaring.

Fugui glanced at Meng Hui from the rearview mirror. It seemed that she was much better. She fell asleep quietly in Yang Jing's arms. Yang Jing kept looking at Fugui with a strange look. At the moment of the interweaving eyes, Yang Jing avoided his eyes and lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, we don't know that the words we accidentally touched your thoughts."

Fugui changed his gear and didn't say anything. He kept looking at the military flag, the vast Gobi Desert, the blue sky, and the military flag facing the beautiful sky was particularly bright.

Seeing that he didn't speak, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face: "The comrade-in-arms just now told us, if you have time, would you take us to visit your comrade-in-arms? He is a hero, and we should go and pay tribute."

Fugui sighed softly. Hero is such a glorious word, but behind these two words is the price of life.

Xu Ye turned his head and looked at Fugui. Fugui could feel the admiration in her eyes.

Fugui was silent for a moment and said, "He shouldn't have told you what he said is discipline. You don't have to visit Liangzi. I don't want anyone to disturb his tranquility."

A hint of disappointment flashed across the eyes in the rearview mirror.

As soon as the car turned around the door, Fugui saw Li Ming's fully armed figure flashing through the outside of the car.

Fugui hurriedly stopped the car, rolled down the window and poked his head out and asked, "Hey, what are you going to do?"

Liming turned around and said angrily: "What can I do? Go to the wilderness for a few days." After that, he left without looking back.

Fugui jumped out of the car, and Liming had already walked far away. He shook his head, guessing that this stubborn guy must have been punished again.

He drove the car into the courtyard, the captain and political commissar came up, and said to Yang Jing and the others about their hard work. The political commissar waved his hand to greet his comrades next to him: "Come here and help them bring their things to the guesthouse."

Many comrades who had already secretly gathered here and surrounded them after hearing this and enthusiastically helped Yang Jing and the others carry things.

Fugui grabbed Liu Long who helped Yang Jing and the others carry things and asked, "Wait, I'll ask you, what's wrong with Dawn? Have you gone to the wilderness again?"

Liu Long broke free from his hand, glanced at him and said, "I'll talk about it later, I don't care now." After that, he ran to Meng Hui who was squatting and vomiting, "What's wrong? Are you sick? Help you to the guesthouse to rest for a while, I'll help you wash fruits, and eat a few fruits and it's okay."

Jin Hui ran to the dormitory and brought a glass of water to Meng Hui, rolling his eyes at Fugui: "I knew you couldn't drive. I said I wouldn't let you go, but I won't let you go. How about it? Is the nurse sick? "After that he pushed Sateng away and said, "You go, can't you see me holding the water? Get out of the way."

When Fugui heard this, he really wanted to punch his fat face a few times.

Sateng glared at Jin Hui fiercely, walked by Dao Fugui embarrassedly, and looked at his busy comrades disdainfully and said, "I saw it, they are all guys who value sex over friends. Fugui, you are tired, go and rest for a while. If you need help, call me."

Fugui was amused when he looked dejected: "You are still worth it. Don't say it, you really need your help. In this way, you can help me get a few clothes and I'll take a shower."

Sateng stood there without moving, looking at Fugui as if he didn't understand: "I also need help with these things? When I was a child, the teacher taught us to do what we could do."

Fugui glared at him: "Aren't you going to help me? By the way, what's wrong with Liming? I saw him at the door just now, why are you going to the wild again?"

Sateng smiled and said gloatingly: "What else can that stubborn donkey quarrel with the political commissar and was punished by the captain to survive in the wild. Didn't you see the political commissar with a slight face? You don't know that the boy actually slapped the table and the political commissar..." The captain's shout interrupted his words: "Sateng, come here and bring the fruit to the guesthouse."
Chapter completed!