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Chapter 27 2019.9.11 The Turning Team

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    (Summary: I am walking and experiencing.)

    Yesterday, I dreamed again I was at the back of the line, surrounded by many people in line, many lines.  We are older, and it seems that some small pupils also lined up, standing on my left side facing the area to my left.

    After a while, a man came and commanded the other two rows on my left to move forward, and then the two rows in my row followed the tail of the queue.  I followed the team and walked forward. The man stopped the team from continuing to follow up.  I looked around and saw that there were a lot of people.

    I know we are queuing up to go to the bathhouse to take a bath, but how can we wash with so many people in the front line entering the bathhouse together, and there are so many people queuing up who have not entered, when will we be bathed  Then I heard the man who commanded the team just now say to the people in line below that one can get in only after one comes out of it.

    Instead, I walked into a gun drill field, and I was the only one who moved forward cautiously.  I need to hurry into my team's base camp to be safe.  Just diagonally above my right hand side is a high platform shooting point. There are several enemy people standing on it. They raised their machine guns and shot at me. I dodged carefully.  I felt as if I had been hit by something, and I didn't know if I was shot. Of course, these were fake bullets for practice, and there was no danger.  Originally, if I was shot, I had to hang up directly, but I ignored it and didn't check it. I continued to walk forward on my own, thinking that such behavior was similar to cheating.  When I was thinking about it, a small round stray bullet flew towards my ear from an unknown direction, and it happened to get stuck in the gully of the pinna.  I took it off casually and threw it towards the high platform, along with another weapon of mine.  Two hits hit one, and the round stray bullet hit a man with his calf exposed on the high platform, and then the man applied for death. After hearing this, I thought, this is honesty, respect for him, and despise yourself  .However, the mood of hitting an enemy is quite good, full of sense of accomplishment.

    I found that my right arm had no strength, and I felt like I was not strong enough when I was throwing.  It seems that more exercise is needed.

    I passed the high platform shooting point and turned right. There was a relatively wide road. When I walked in, there was a row of large red brick factory buildings on the left, which was the base camp of our team. I walked in through the small door.  After entering, I found the general manager Zhu Gang (on behalf of the name). Zhu Gang looked busy and tired, and pointed me to the bunks in the corridor outside at the door of the Dachang Room, saying that the people here are full now, and that there are no  Where I live means I have to go back that day.  I said yes, and said that when I go out to face the battle later, I will follow, and I can use it as a bullet for my teammates, making a suicide contribution.  Thinking that he was going back anyway, it would not be in vain to do something before leaving.  My heart is still immersed in the sense of accomplishment of hitting the enemy just now, coupled with the team spirit in my heart, so

    The leader was deeply moved by my loyalty, excitedly agreed to my idea, and gave a high evaluation.

    Instead I was in an organizational unit that gathered some pregnant women, and my role was that of a salesman for a game.  I met an old man Zhang Ke (pronounciation), and then I chatted with him about the game. He also listened patiently, was very kind, and bought the game I promoted.  But I'm thinking maybe he doesn't need these games at his age.

    Instead, I was lying on the bed, and the pregnant woman Xiaoyue (pronounciation) leaned over and pressed me straight. I woke up in a daze and opened my eyes and saw her staring at me, so close.  I was a little surprised, she didn't speak, and I didn't know what she wanted to do, but the first thing I thought in my heart was that she was not good for the fetus, so I hugged her and tilted to the left, and slowly placed her on the left side.  bed.

    Possibly because the pregnant woman's body is puffy, holding her feels fleshy and quite heavy.  I can only try my best to be as stable as possible.

    Then the old man Zhang Ke and a young man came. Zhang Ke sat on a low bench at the foot of the bed and talked to us.  I heard what he said, and I knew that I was right. Indeed, he didn't buy it because of the game.  Then I was ashamed, and immediately I wanted to return the game to him.

    Instead, I got out of the organization unit of those pregnant women. I really don¡¯t like doing sales. The feeling of getting out is like regaining my freedom.

    I walked into a ring-shaped terrace full of people, stood on the top of the stand, and saw a person on the opposite performance stage holding up a pile of wooden objects, which were things for throwing pots.  It was announced over there that anyone can participate in Touhu, and they will come on stage voluntarily.  I wanted to try it, so I ran down the nearest staircase.

    When I got to the bottom of the stage, I saw a man in a light-colored costumeThe girl in uniform is casting, and everyone in the surrounding stands is looking at her. She is very accurate in casting, so amazing!  But when I saw this, I didn't want to participate at all.  The first is that I have never thrown it before, and it is difficult to think about throwing a stray bullet. I have no strength in my arm and I am not sure.  The second is that everyone is paying attention to the person who throws the pot. If I can't make a good shot at this level, I will definitely be laughed at by the people in the stands.  Forget it if you think about it, let's practice at home and vote casually.

    Since I lost the idea of ??trying to throw pots, I hurried back, thinking in my heart that I must hurry back to my team's base camp.

    When I was approaching the side gate, I heard a shout on the radio that the leader of his team read out the list of two people, saying that they were deserters and would be expelled.  At that time, I felt lucky and guilty. Fortunately, the leader did not read my name, but I was busy with messy things and disappeared for so long. I felt a little guilty. I think the leader treated me  I don't know how much is left of the attention and touch.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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