Inferior pampering

Chapter 70

　　"Hmm—" the puppy pretended to be in pain, a little cowardly and reckless, its big white tail wagging provocatively: "Sir, you seem to be awake."

　　The officer did not speak.

　　Puppy: "Shall I sit for you?"

　　The officer still didn't speak.

　　Puppy: "Then shall I give you a bite?"

　　The officer finally spoke, gnashing his teeth in anger: "I only have twenty minutes, and Director Ji is still waiting for me to go to the meeting."

　　The puppy made a big death: "What! You only have 20 minutes at a time? How miserable! Whose boyfriend is it!"

　　As can be imagined, the meeting was postponed until tomorrow morning. The dog barked at the corner on the second floor all night. The next day, Admiral Shen walked out of the room refreshed. The entire base was talking behind his back: "Whose boyfriend is this?" , so miserable!"

Chapter 42 Look at the fart!

　　On the day of the monkey's burial, it got dark late in Newell's.

　　His family, lover, and teammates all came to see him off. On the highest snow mountain, people supported each other and formed a circle. Outside the circle were colorful flags and prayer flags fluttering in the wind, and inside the circle was a thin red sandalwood coffin. .

　　There was no body in the coffin, only the farewell gifts that people put in. Rosalin's was a razor, the lamb was a handful of toffee, Meng Fan's brand-new eye masks, and He Zhuo was a radiant gem.

　　What Ji Tingyu released was a third-class merit medal.

　　He was riding on a horse, holding a high-hanging silk thread in his hand. At the end of the thread was a kite, and a small cloth bag was hung under the kite, which contained Sun Jingping's ashes.

　　The sound of drums in the prayer flags sounded, and Ji Tingyu pulled the silk thread tightly and galloped on the horse. The oncoming wind and snow blew the kite high and high, and the ashes were scattered under the sky, like a cloud that was about to leave the group after all. .

　　This is a memorial dedicated to the reporter department.

　　Every team member who is unwilling to leave here will disperse into the snow mountain in this way. From then on, every time Newell's howls in the wind and the breeze blows his face, they are the comrades who accompany them to read the oath together in the suffering.

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　　The funeral was over, and Shen Ting was leaving too.

　　He has been procrastinating not returning to the military headquarters. Howard has already sent three telegrams to urge him, so he sent himself to ask for someone.

　　Ji Tingyu wanted to ask Shen Ting for advice on border defense projects, so he asked He Zhuo to lead the team back first, and squeezed in between him and Wuwu with a blueprint to make a big shiny light bulb.

　　After finally asking about the parts he didn't understand on the drawings, Ji Tingyu was already stuffed with dog food, and was about to go home when Shen Ting stopped him.

　　"Director Ji, you can actually ask Brother Zhuo those questions, he is an expert in this field."

　　"He still understands this?" Ji Tingyu was a little surprised, and took a look at Shen Ting: "I heard that General Shen and He Zhuo are at the same time in the military academy?"

　　"right."

　　"Then you should know him pretty well."

　　"learn."