Seize His Little Tough Wife

"It's a disaster for the recruits to be in a row! If they seduce male soldiers, they will be punished. Why should we be punished too? "

"No! I can't stand any more... "

"The last time they were called on and criticized was a row by row, which was involved or a row by row. Why didn't they go to heaven?"

"This kind of disaster should be kicked out of the barracks! What kind of soldier are you? Be a deserter

“……”

When the squad leaders were still there, the women soldiers stood on the steps for a few minutes and fell down. No one dared to say a word and continue to stand up.

Up and down, up and down again, although everyone was angry, no one dared to show any dissatisfaction.

At this moment, the squad leader left. It was all the camp of recruits, and the women soldiers could no longer help themselves, denouncing and spitting on the women soldiers in the ranks.

In fact, in the lower left corner of the whole step, there is another class of recruits who are male soldiers.

There is no need to point out that this class is Xiong Fei's and Jinquan's male soldier class.

Fortunately, they did not implicate other male soldiers, so they would not be denounced by the male soldiers. At most, the bloody soldiers in their own class wanted to beat Jinquan.

As for Xiong Fei, they dare not beat him because he can't beat him.

In the men's class, fan Chong and the recruits stood on the steps, sharing weal and woe, and did not go to lunch alone.

"Monitor, they don't stand any more. Won't you tell me?"

Jinquan listened to the complaints of the female soldiers more and more loudly. He stood with a slight tremble in his thigh. When his center of gravity was unstable and finally fell down, he looked at fan Chong at the head of the line.

In fact, the main meaning of Jinquan is to make fan Chong stop complaining.

They scold and scold like this, which will cause great pressure on Bei Yu.

"I can't even control you bastards! I'm still in charge of them? You think I have three heads and six arms

Fan Chong's voice was very strong, and he yelled at Jinquan.

The female soldiers were not very loud in their complaints. When fan Chong's roar suddenly sounded, they were all startled. In a moment, the steps in front of the hall were silent.

Although fan Chong was not the monitor of the women's soldiers, he was a veteran and had more seniority than them. When he heard that he lost his temper, the women's soldiers stopped crying and scolding each class.

“……”

Looking at fan Chong, who is angry with his side face, Jinquan stares at him and has no reaction.

"What are you still staring at? Stand up to me

On the quiet steps, fan Chong glanced at Jinquan and then idled away. He could not help roaring again.

"Yes

Jinquan was so scared that he immediately stood on the steps. His action was too fast, and several drops of sweat on his face were shaken off.

No matter how much the female soldier's monitor roars, the soft and sharp voice peculiar to women can't roar fan Chong's strong and coarse voice.

In fan Chong's roaring fury, the female soldiers were also frightened by him. The female soldiers who were sitting on the ground and playing lazily and didn't stand up also stood up one after another, their feet didn't dare to neglect and stepped on the steps.

The male soldiers are in the lower left corner of the steps, while the female soldiers in a row are in the lower right corner. As soon as they look up, they can see the back and back of the whole recruit.

"Well, comrades, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect this to happen."

Beiyu looked up at the women soldiers standing above her, and apologized in a low voice.

According to her punishment experience in the past, Bei Yu thought that MI Jun was the only one who had to punish them. But when Zhao Jinkun intervened, she implicated all the female soldiers in the recruits' company. She knew that the crime was so serious that she couldn't even lift her head.

"It's OK. Since it's all like this, it's a good exercise for us."

Hua Lin Zheng immediately comforts Bei Yu.

She was also punished because she pulled out the military posture and dropped the cards, which affected the whole class. She knew that it was not easy.

"Easy for you to say! How do you like to exercise is your own business. We have nothing to do with your class. Why should we be involved? "

Standing on the top of Hualin Zheng, the female soldier of the second class was not happy when she heard that Hualin Zheng didn't take it seriously.

"Yes! Why should we accompany you to be punished? "

"I'm tired of your class. Everything is your class! It's a shitty stick

"If you're not a soldier, don't be a soldier. You won't lose face and hurt others! I'm all ashamed of you

“……”

Whether it's Bei Yu's apology or Hua Linzheng's consolation, their voices are not big, but in the atmosphere of everyone fighting together, a group of female soldiers are pushed to the top of the wind again.

In the final analysis, it was really the fault of class one, and it was also true that other classes were involved, so although they were scolded, the six female soldiers in class one could not resist refuting.

After all, they are unreasonable, their class now as long as one more word, is bound to quarrel.

A group of female soldiers stood in the lower right corner and had no place to hide. If they didn't want to hear it again, they would get into their ears.

Just when class one was in a state of impatience, Liu Meijun, a female soldier of class two, who was standing in the upper row of Lingqing, had an unstable center of gravity under the strong support. As soon as her body was crooked, her eyes fell back.

Ling Qing is just behind Liu Meijun. She is about to fall down, and the posture of Liu Meijun's fall is wrong. This fall is bound to fall on her.

As Ling Qing has a habit of cleanliness, she sees that the situation is not right. She retreats down the steps one by one. Behind her is the flat ground. She quickly takes several steps back.

"Ah..."

Liu Meijun screamed, not as good as Ling Qing's unexpected "bang" and fell to the ground.

"Meijun, what's the matter?"

Liu Mingyue stood on the left side of Liu Meijun. She thought Liu Meijun just wanted to go down the steps to have a rest. Suddenly she heard Liu Meijun's scream. She went down to have a look.

"Feet, good pain, as if twisted."

Liu Meijun's feet are still on the steps, and her buttocks are sitting on the ground. She slowly straightens her upper body, and her face is full of pain.

"Let me see." Liu Mingyue quickly opened Liu Meijun's trouser legs and found that her right wrist had been slightly swollen, "swollen!"

After seeing Liu Meijun's injury, Liu Mingyue is worried. But when she is so anxious that she doesn't know what to do, she looks up and sees Ling Qing standing beside, looking down at them with cold eyes.

Liu Mingyue and Liu Meijun have the best relationship in the class because of their surname Liu. Ling Qing's cold eyes at them stimulate her. She is so angry that she leaves Liu Meijun sitting on the ground. She stands up and points to Ling Qing's nose and yells:

"What's your attitude? Do you read jokes? Why didn't you hold Meijun when she fell? You're avoiding it? If it wasn't for you, Meijun wouldn't have twisted her foot! Your class is a bunch of rubbish