Face Slapping the General

From that day on, Wu Qiao hadn't seen Tan Yan again, but he was always paying attention to the battle ahead.

The power of the Republic is getting stronger and stronger, and the empire no longer has the disdain of the beginning of the war. Moreover, a very active terrorist force also caused the empire to feel very headache.

This terrorist force, calling itself "Wings of the Serpent", was originally an exile organization on the border of the empire. Because he hated the empire, he once joined forces with the Republic. For some reason, they believed that the empire was the source of unrest in this world. They had proposed "assassinate all royal members of the empire" and so on. The Republic felt that they were too terrifying and were not a reliable target. The two sides announced a break after cooperation within half a year. However, Xianglong Wing did not turn the spearhead to the Republic for this reason, but decided to go it alone and promise not to give up if the empire was not destroyed, and a series of terrorist activities were launched in the year after that.

The empire suffered from enemies, and life was not easy.

This time, Tan Yan was going to support a fortress. The fortress is in an important position, and the Republic has failed to take it several times before launching an offensive. In this callback, a large number of troops are going to fight you to death. The fortress received information urgently for help, and sent 28 requests within a day. Tan Yan felt that the situation was serious, so he personally led the fleet on the expedition.

Wu Qiao knew through news and news that the situation in the empire prevailed.

In addition to paying attention to the battle situation, Wu Qiao usually attends classes and also has training. The training course has officially started three weeks after the exam. The lectures are rich in content, ranging from strategic strategies to mecha driving. Wu Qiao is very excited every time he goes to class, and the excitement has never faded.

Wu Qiao knew that his basic knowledge was weak, and the only thing he could do was to work harder.

He goes to bed at ten o'clock every day and gets up at four o'clock in the morning to start training.

In less than a week, everyone had heard that Wu Qiao woke up at four o'clock every day. Some students asked him in the past, Wu Qiao always said so frankly.

Wuqiao’s closest friend is Sheng Chongguang.

Sheng Zhongguang is still so afraid of death and injury. There is a large medical box in his room and an exaggerated earthquake bag.

Sometimes, when Sheng Zhongguang saw Wu Qiao, he said with tears: "Wu Qiao...I fell today..." Then, sobbing and telling the whole process of his fall during training.

The most exaggerated thing is that once, when all the people lined up to go back to bed, Sheng Zhongguang suddenly fell on the ground, and then unconsciously yelled: "...Wu Qiao!...I hurt so much!" At that time, everyone used it very strangely. His eyes looked at them both.

If Sheng Zhongguang feels uncomfortable, even if it is very, very mild, he will immediately turn his face pale with fright, and immediately rush to see the doctor. After he was sure that he was okay, he lay straight on the bed without going downstairs, for fear that the symptoms would become severe.

Wu Qiao has the best relationship with him, but it is actually quite exhausting.

…

-In addition to normal class and training, "school" also has some leisure activities.

One day, the instructor organized a speech contest.

For these singing and dancing competitions, everyone has long been accustomed to coping with the past.

Soldiers have always relied on their strength to speak, and honing their combat skills is a serious matter, and amateur activities always seem very deserted.

There is only Wu Qiao, and he will prepare carefully every time.

He revises the manuscript over and over, then recites it, and then spends a few days to rehearse it.

Until the morning of the event, he took the manuscript and went out to practice.

The roommate looked at his watch: "=口=, it's only half past three, why are you going?"

"Wake you up? I'm sorry..." Wu Qiao said, "I want to practice the manuscript two or three times."

"...You are so annoying." The roommate covered his head with a quilt. "It's just a broken speech contest. Who do you think takes it seriously?"

Wu Qiao was silent: "If you don't take it seriously, I will feel very uncomfortable."

"...I've taken you." The roommate rolled, "The last singing contest, you were so loud with incomplete tone, so many people secretly laughed at you..."

"..." Wu Qiao said, "I have to go."

After all, the "serious man" walked out of the room.

He now lives in the dormitory designated by the course with his roommate. As for Ya Jiu, it has been taken back by the military, but it has not been formatted. Tan Yan walked in a hurry when he went out for the expedition, and he didn't have time to deal with the matter. Ya Jiu is currently eating and sleeping. He understands that Wu Qiao needs to go to class, and he doesn't quarrel and insist on going with him.

Unlike singing, Wu Qiao took first place in this speech contest.

However, taking the first place is just taking the first place, there is no reward, and there is no substantial use.

At the end of the event, nothing happened, and it passed completely.

No one thought that a month later, Wu Qiao would get a chance.

The opportunity is to talk about going back and want to know about the course.

Tan Yan is the person in charge of this course, and there are some potential newcomers this year. He wants to hear how it is progressing, which seems to be a very normal thing.

Tan Yan asked the instructor to assign a student to give a report to describe various situations from the student's perspective.

The instructor looked at the ten students, thought for a while, and asked, "Whether you got the first place in the speech contest last time? Just go over and report it."

Just like that, three months later, Wu Qiao saw Tan Yan again.

Tan Yan seems to have lost weight. It seems that the war is more difficult than imagined.

Wu Qiao described everything Tan Yan wanted to know in great detail. He has a good memory, and with some video materials, he smoothly reported what happened in the course during this period of time.

After speaking, Tan Yan nodded to the instructor: "Sure enough, there are some nice people."

Hearing this, the instructor smiled: "This year is really good."

"Continue to cultivate talents that the empire will need in the future."

"Okay." The instructor nodded, "Then let Wu Qiao go back first, he has to rush to train."

Tan Yan was taken aback, then raised his head and glanced at Wu Qiao: "It's only been half an hour, do you want to go back?"

"Yeah."

"…Oh."

Tan Yan didn't understand why he asked such a question.

In the past three months, he occasionally thought of Wu Qiao. It seems that it is very interesting to guess how far that guy is now—whether he has become more dazzling or has become mediocre.

Tan Yan didn't expect to see Wu Qiao again when he came back. When he asked the instructor to assign a student over to give a report, he had not considered the name Wu Qiao.

As a result, Wu Qiao... has it come to the fore again?

Seeing that Wu Qiao came to give the report, Tan Yan was actually quite complicated.

It is undeniable that the other party made a wonderful speech. Every place was explained clearly, and Tan Yan felt that the irritability of communicating with his subordinates had disappeared a little bit.

Just put it back like this, it seems...a bit empty.

The day after he gave the report, Wu Qiao received a notice asking him to go to Tan Yanna to sort out the information every night.

"The admiral's second secretary took wedding leave, and the first secretary was a little too busy. The admiral felt that you had a clear idea and organized the information in a clear and orderly manner, so he asked you to come over and help a little."

"Yes." Wu Qiao replied, "It's a great honor."

So, after the evening course was over, Wu Qiao went to Tan Yan again.

Tan Yan is not there.

His secretary gave Wu Qiao some work and led Wu Qiao to an empty table in the glass room outside Tan Yan's office.

Wu Qiao took a look and found that the work is all regular content. For example, re-categorizing the casualty data from previous wars and the damage of starships and mechas is not too different from the work content of the intern. As expected, there is nothing very confidential. s things.

Wu Qiao turned it over and felt it could be done, so he made a plan for himself, which was to finish it before dawn.

But... things backfired, Wu Qiao fell asleep while writing.

In order to prepare the report, Wu Qiao hadn't slept well for several days before.

—When Tan Yan returned to the office, he saw this scene.

The room was brightly lit, Wu Qiao fell asleep on the table, and his black hair lightly fell on the table, making people want to try how soft it was.

"..." Tan Yan stood at the door and watched for a few seconds, then walked into the room and reached out to turn off the light.

The whole room was instantly dark and the atmosphere became very quiet. Tan Yanfang walked out lightly.

Standing in the corridor thinking for a while, Tan Yan turned back and closed the window behind Wu Qiao.

Really... Tan Yan thought that Wu Qiao was ill here and it was very troublesome, so he had to find someone to sort out the information again.

When Wu Qiao opened his eyes the next day, he felt something was wrong.

A piece of clothing was approved for him.

It's a military uniform.

However, it was not draped very gently, but was brutally slapped down and covered with his head.

"..." Wu Qiao fixedly looked at the large row of stars on the epaulettes.

Uh... five, yes.

While in a daze, the phone rang.

Tan Yan's voice came: "Come to my office."

"…Yes."

Tan Yan's first sentence when he saw Wu Qiao was: "Don't spend the night here."

"...Sorry." Wu Qiao handed over the dress. "Is this your military uniform?"

"..." Tan Yan removed his eyes and asked, "Where did you take it?"

"I didn't take it."

"...That might be Armandin's possession."

"…Oh."

"You go back, class is about to start."

"Yeah." Wu Qiao hesitated, and then said again, "Admiral... Has it stabilized on the fortress side?"

"Yes, the Republic has withdrawn."

"Yeah." Wu Qiao nodded, "Then, I'm going back."

"'Hum'?" Tan Yan frowned, "Just a word of'um'? Is this your reaction?"

Wu Qiao raised his head.

He looked at Tan Yan for a while, and finally understood the "Why don't you like me?" on the other's face.

Wu Qiao didn't know what to say, but he still searched his stomach and said: "I read the news... Your command is not at all wrong. If it weren't for you, the fortress might have been taken down."

"...Hmm." Tan Yan narrowed his eyes, seemingly helpful.

"Do you have anything else?" Wu Qiao said again.

"No." Tan Yan asked casually, "How have you been in the past few months?"

"Very good." Wu Qiao replied, "Classes and training are very fulfilling."

"Are there any dissatisfaction?"

"Not satisfied?" Wu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, "Nothing."

"How could it not be at all?"

"..." Wu Qiao thought for a while, "If I just want to say, many students report that the food is relatively average."

"Meals are made by cooking machines."

"Correct."

"The machine is more conventional, and the real deliciousness still depends on manual work."

"...Yes." Wu Qiao said, "I have eaten machine-made for more than two months, and sometimes I miss artificial craftsmanship, especially those I love most."

"What do you like to eat?"

Wu Qiao thought for a while: "For example, grilled scallops with cream. I have never seen it here. It seems that there is no recipe for it in the machine."

Tan Yan hesitated, and finally asked, "...you like this very much?"

"Um... It's okay..."

"Will you do it?"

"Actually not..." Wu Qiao was a little embarrassed, "My sister usually gets it at home."

Tan Yan stopped talking.

He stiffened his neck and remained silent for a while, before finally spitting out two hard words: "I will."

"Uh..." Wu Qiao was dumbfounded.

He had no idea what the general meant.

After staying for a while, Wu Qiao said in a daze, "You will...you will..."

What's showing off...?

Over there, Tan Yan stared at Wu Qiao for ten seconds, and finally said a little grumpy: "...Forget it."