Chapter 771: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Thirty-Four)

The people on the ground froze for a moment, then suddenly heard a cold voice behind them: "It's me."

After Nan Heng finished speaking, he directly took back the foot that was on the man's back, turned around and left without any warmth on his face.

The people on the ground were still lying on the ground stiffly, as if they were petrified, and the other people around who were booing together didn't dare to fart for a moment.

Everyone originally thought that Feng Ling took advantage of Boss Li's absence to go through the back door with some instructors in the base and established a good relationship. That's why he was given such special care. After all, in the past two and a half years, Li The boss was not at the base at all, and the matter about the sniper trainees was only mentioned during the time when Boss Li was away. No one would have thought that it was the boss who made Feng Ling before he left.

No need for Boss Li to say a word, the people lying on the ground know that he is finished, and it may be difficult to continue to hang out in the base in the future...

Seeing that the boss had already left, Han Jin looked back at the people on the ground before walking out together, and said with a sigh: "Don't even think about it, although Feng Ling seems to be incompetent in all aspects in your eyes, in fact no matter what Whether it's marksmanship or close combat or missions, or ordinary daily training, he does it better than you. Hundreds of pairs of eyes in the base are watching, and they understand what's going on in their hearts, and they still need to go Negating a person who is already excellent with colored eyes? It is really unlucky for you to be heard by the boss today."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the gray-faced person on the ground, turned around and quickly followed.

The members of the training camp fell silent.

indeed.

Whether it's speed or other aspects, they may not be able to match Feng Ling after another five or six years of training, but I can't say how bad they are, I can only say that Feng Ling is too good.

But the boss only heard them say a few words about Feng Ling just now, and he actually defended his shortcomings like this...

From now on, Feng Ling will probably walk sideways in the base.

Nan Heng walked forward with a blank expression, his face was as cold as snow on a mountain, Han Jin hurriedly followed. He and several other instructors had heard about this incident today among individual members of the base, and this kind of discussion was inevitable. It will still exist, after all Feng Ling does look smaller than everyone else.

But it seems that all the benefits are on him.

But the fact is that whoever is better is qualified.

It's useless if you don't accept it.

...

Base canteen.

Feng Ling saw that Ah K also came to the cafeteria, and asked him to sit down. He happened to be queuing up inside, and brought a meal for Ah K by the way.

He walked back to the dining table with two dinner plates, and put one of them in front of Ah K: "Here, let's eat."

"Thank you." Ah K looked at him with a playful smile: "The day after tomorrow, the training list for long-range sniper will be assessed. How are you doing? Are you sure?"

Feng Ling smiled while picking up the tableware: "You can pass whatever you can in the exam. Are you sure you have to take the exam?"

"Tsk, talking to someone like you is boring, so why can't you be more humorous? Take it easy? The thirty people on this list are all trembling with nervousness. They have gone to the shooting training ground to shoot and practice their heads when they have time these few days. Even I went to practice a few times before going to bed, that is you, you are very proud, you never rush, but every time your results are amazing, tell me how many people in this base are secretly jealous of you .”

Feng Ling didn't take it seriously: "Are you jealous?"

"Tsk, I'm jealous. Although I'm not as fast as you, I'm still an excellent member of our first team, OK? When I practiced in the base for so many years, it was for nothing? Don't forget your name on the list Number one, I’m right behind number two, I’m not much worse than you.” Ah K put a piece of meat in his mouth as he spoke, and mumbled while chewing: “But this time the boss is back. Watching our assessment with my own eyes, I feel a little nervous."

"Isn't there a drinking party for the boss at the base tomorrow night? Why don't you drink more tomorrow night and stay drunk until the day after tomorrow's assessment, so it will be easier."

"Do you think the boss will allow me to skip morning exercises the day after tomorrow?"

"You don't want to push the boss to the ground to clean up when you are very drunk? Anyway, people who drink too much are irrational, even if he wants to care about it, he can't care about it too much, and tomorrow's drinking game is still the same. It was arranged because of his return, and all the reasons for being drunk can be blamed on him, and the boss will definitely not have any reason to punish you." Feng Ling winked and smiled as he spoke, obviously encouraging Ah K to really He took advantage of his drunkenness to clean up Li Nanheng.

Ah K snorted: "Forget it, the one who really wants to use alcohol to deal with people is probably the boss himself. He should wish to sleep you while he is drunk."

Just at this time, Feng Ling saw another member of the first team passing by, turned around to say hello, but couldn't hear Ah K's words clearly, then turned to look at him again, and asked, "What's sleeping?"

Ah K coughed: "No, I said it casually, forget it if I didn't hear it."

Seeing that Feng Ling seemed to have no feeling or reaction to Boss Li, Ah K continued to murmur while putting meat in his mouth, "Feng Ling, do you like men or women?"

The clean and flowing short hair on Feng Ling's head was slightly fluttered by the wind outside the cafeteria window, carrying a clear youthful breeze and bright moon.

She glanced at Ah K: "It depends on what kind of liking it is. If you just talk about the relationship between brothers, I especially like you."

Ah K's face turned red in an instant, and after coughing several times, he said in a choking throat with some difficulty: "I mean the kind of liking, emotional! After all, you are so delicate and tender, let Men are too protective, if you say that you like men, it is really not too much, anyway, this kind of thing is very common now, and there are two couples in our base, but they are very secretive, but everyone knows it in their hearts."

Feng Ling hooked her lips: "Where is the thin skin and tender flesh? It's just white spots. It's natural, and I can't help it. If you insist on asking about sexual orientation, you must still like beautiful girls, with so many breasts. If I don't like girls with big buttocks, can I still be interested in careless old men?"

Ah K: "..."

Tsk, so to speak, this guy's sexual orientation is quite normal.

Then it seems that the boss has no chance, and can only be a bitter unrequited love...

Feng Ling ignored Ah K's eyes full of gossip and faint heartache for the boss at the moment, looked down at a deep-fried chicken leg that was crispy on the outside and tender in the inside, and directly picked it up and put it in Ah K's bowl: "I've been feeling sick to my stomach recently, and I don't want to eat greasy food. Here are the drumsticks for you."