As the saying goes, raising troops for a thousand days is a temporary...

He thought that at this time, it was time to take it out and use it.

Xie Yanghua winked at the dead soldier, "Let me see what's going on inside."

"yes."

The Death Soldier said as he pulled out a small screen from the door, touched his index finger twice, and the picture was clearly displayed in front of him, which was a real-time panoramic view of the situation inside.

The room is made of all steel plates. Although it is temporarily built, this point is not ignored. The walls are full of desperate dark black, and there is no trace of color.

There was nothing extra in the room, there were only six small and hard wooden beds, which were in pairs together, with no quilts or pillows on it. No matter how cold they were, they would just lie down and sleep.

This is also part of training, learning to live in the most difficult environments.

Xie Yanghua took a brief look and nodded with satisfaction, "Call No. 7 alone and let her come to the head instructor's room to find me."

“Yes, Lord.”

Xie Yanghua turned around and walked out. The dead soldier pushed the door and walked into the room. The six children inside suddenly became alert and all sat up, their eyes wide open, as if they were about to face a life-and-death choice.

Most of them were afraid of these instructors and dead soldiers.

On the two inner beds, a small figure quietly approached the other. The girl's hair was scratched by herself. She lowered her voice and said with aggrieved expression, "Brother Nine, are we going to roll the sand again? I'm so sleepy..."

Xiaojiu looked cold and pushed her away, "Sit down, don't sleep anymore."

"Why? Then you sleep with me..."

Xiaoqi grabbed the hem of his clothes with his little hands and refused to put it on. She leaned over and pressed her sharp chin against his shoulder to keep warm. Xiaojiu looked at her coldly, "Can't you look like a girl should?"

Xiaoqi nodded seriously and suddenly looked up at him, "Brother Nine, what is the way a girl should look like?"

"..." Xiaojiu's cold eyes were always asked questions that choked him to death. He looked unhappy, "Anyway, it's not what you are now!"

Xiaoqi pouted, "Then you just think I'm a boy, isn't that just right?"

“…”

How to do this?!

Xiaojiu pushed her away again, Xiaoqi came over again, she licked her lips, "Brother Jiu, if you push me again, I will go and tell the instructor that I haven't practiced well these days, I'm lazy and stolen chicken... They will definitely beat me when they hear it, and then I will be thrown back with my bruised nose and swollen face. Don't secretly feel sorry for me in the middle of the night."

“…”

Is this threatening him?!

Xiaojiu's face turned colder, and there was a coldness extracted between his eyebrows and eyes. He was obviously very handsome, but it gave people a cold feeling, making it difficult to get close to him.

He is very cold to everyone and doesn't like to talk. No matter how he looks at it, he is paralyzed.

Xiaoqi habitually hugged his arm. I wonder if what she said worked. Xiaojiu did not push her away this time, but raised her other hand, combed her messy hair for her, and tied it into a ponytail with rubber bands made of tough leaves.

Xiaoqi's two dimples were particularly sweet. The boy in the bed opposite couldn't help but stare at her for a few glances. Seeing this, Xiaojiu's eyebrows sank, and turned her face to the side, "Don't smile foolishly all day long, you're so ugly."

“…”
Chapter completed!