But these two people cursed the whole world and kept on...

Zuo Xiaoduo’s only feeling at this moment is: What’s there to be noise? What’s there to be scolding? You’re uncomfortable, you’re unhappy, and I’m even more unhappy!

The only result of this will only make everyone unhappy, and even spitting is wasted, so why bother?

When I was making a fuss, I suddenly saw a murderous person falling from the sky and said furiously: "Is there still a living Dongshan person? I was beaten by the Western Sichuan people. There are so many people. I can't swallow this! The Dongshan person who is still breathing will follow me!"

With a loud voice, seven or eight people stood up in the room, and a group of people were howling in the room next to him: "Dare people from western Sichuan beat Dongshan? They have turned against him! Brothers search the guys! All those who bring the seeds will go with me!"

Then I saw a group of old military gangsters flying into the sky with swords and swords in a swarm.

"This..." Zuo Xiaoduo's eyelids twitched.

Is this the military camp of my dreams?

This is the military camp in TV, the movie is clean, polite, standing like a pine tree, sitting like a bell, walking like a wind? These are the heroes on TV with serious and righteous faces and full of righteousness?

The entire camp I saw was a group of demons dancing, and there was a stream of demons everywhere.

Look at the looks of those officials who were pretending not to see it...

Zuo Xiaoduo's mind is about to explode. The so-called hearing is false and seeing is true. Now when you hear it inside the ear, you see it in your eyes, real, real...

"This is the real military camp, the truth of the military camp, nothing is said."

The old man patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "Actually, just think about it. These guys have been here for many years. They either look at each other or the enemies every day, either practicing, fighting, or taking a short break."

"Life is like a pool of stagnant water that repeats itself, and we also face death and usher in sacrifice at all times."

"How to vent this stress? How to remove the fear of death? How to squander the vigorous energy?"

"Even if you are training and practicing hard every day, you will always have free time and your mind is gone. You will inevitably miss home, women, children, and parents. If you can't go back, you still need to face the war here all the time. When you think about it, you will feel uncomfortable and want to cry. Why don't you want to vent..."

"But how to vent? The simplest and most direct way is to torture each other, just do it! Anyway, everyone fights each other, as long as they can't kill people, they can also improve their combat power through actual combat..."

The old man smiled terribly.

Looking at the guys who were fighting with pig heads and pig brains outside, the military gangsters who were fighting with wind and clouds in the sky, there was only deep pain in their eyes.

When talking, it seems that he will not open his mouth without a swearing word; if he disagrees, he will draw his sword and fight at each other, and even a look can trigger a large-scale fight...

Regardless of whether you are right or not, if you win, everyone will ask for merit for you, if you lose, you will continue to be beaten: everyone rushed forward and started to be beaten up: they went out to fight and actually lost their faces, losing their faces!

Brothers, you beat the boss again after you beat him: I actually lost my face, you have lost my face!

I often sleep at night, and suddenly there is a bang. The upper and lower bunks are fucked because of the upper bunk. In an instant, people are overturned and the bed is instantly beaten... Then it develops into the whole room and everyone joins the war. Then they also cursed and angrily joined the war: It's so damn!

Everyone is a warrior, and they are all high-level warriors. Can the noise caused by people like them be small?

After a battle, the camp was directly defeated and was devastated. It was just a waste of time. The so-called punishment means deducting all the wages of everyone and repairing the camp.

It is said that some unlucky guys can't get a salary for two hundred years. They either borrow money every day, or smoke, drink and eat and drink everywhere... their faces are already as thick as a city wall!

The old man took Zuo Xiaoduo and transferred to three military camps one after another. They were basically the same situation, but there was no difference.

"Is the surprise in your eyes cheated by TV? If a warrior who participates in the battle at any time and dies at any time can still follow the rules, sit up and walk with his own rules, and it is not realistic at all. If someone is so well-dressed and polite to talk to you, then he either wants to cheat you, or borrow some money from you, or borrow some cultivation resources or something..."

The old man said, "And ninety percent of this kind of loan is borrowed but not paid. You can make the IOU as much as you want. No matter how big the IOU is, some people dare to sign it, but the problem is that he himself doesn't know whether he can still live tomorrow, whether you, the creditor, can still live tomorrow, how to collect the debts of the dead, how to repay..."

"As for the so-called military themes in film and television works, I suspect that those screenwriters have never participated in the army at all! They are just a bunch of sour people who rely on fantasy of men's world to cheat money!"

“…”

Zuo Xiaoduo looked chilled.

He was as greedy as money and stingy as he subconsciously thought of his debtors. It seemed that maybe they were going to the battlefield. If they came here, would they become such a person?

Damn, those guys must be trying to pay the debt!

"Even if a scholar who is full of poetry and calligraphy, a noble and well-readed Confucian scholar who reads sages is a good scholar, as long as he arrives at Sun and Moon Pass, he will be transformed in less than a day and transformed into a rough man who eats meat with swear words and can hold steamed buns with his hands just after hesitating for a few seconds... Because if hesitates for a few seconds, he will not eat enough to get into his stomach..."

"The people in the Wu Alliance are all looking forward to going to the battlefield, and ours are also looking forward to going to the battlefield... because if the enemy is killed, they can be captured... But the problem is... the guys on both sides are all poor people in their bones!"

"There was a team of people who wiped out the opponents and the harvest seemed to be very rich. There were more than 700 space rings, but there was nothing in the space ring except weapons, and there was no one else in it. Even a low-grade star soul jade could not be found..."

Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but sigh and said, "There are a lot of supplies in the rear. Why don't you get more? It's not good to send a shot to the soldiers to stimulate their cultivation and improve their cultivation!"

"Not a lot?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "Do you know how many people are in the Sun and Moon Pass? The warriors here have already exceeded the 200 million mark! Even the low-grade star soul jade, one piece of each person, it still requires 200 million yuan. And the low-grade star soul jade can still be of use for such high-level warriors? Where can I get the same distribution? There is no chance of such a little bit!"

"Of course there are resources, including donations from the rear, allocated by the military headquarters, and continuous mining of mines. The resource commission is actually quite a lot, but the demand for the battlefield ahead is still far from enough, and it is too far from the gap!"

"Even in the warehouses of various combat troops, there are many reserves of cultivation materials, but they dare not take them out at all. They can only stock up and distribute them as rewards!"

"Because once the export is opened and the practice is formed, and all warehouses are open to use, the so-called reserves will not exceed one year at most, and those rich cultivation resources can be consumed completely. At that time, I am afraid that even rewards and military pay will not be paid!"

"This is the status quo!"

"This is the reality, the trueness of the military camp, the real military camp!"

"Although there are a lot of resources in the rear, the resources in the rear are from the rear and cannot be confused with the front. In addition to satisfying life and practicing and calming the hearts of the people, the resources in the rear must also cultivate follow-up talents!"

"The front line... can only be maintained like this... After all, the current war situation has formed a model of generations of people coming to relay."
Chapter completed!