After taking a depressed shower, put on his clothes, Li Xinyan left his room. The personal small rooms of the 12th Operation Group all had a bathroom. Li Xinyan washed very slowly and was very confused. After washing, he didn't know how he walked into the aisle. Of course, since the bathroom was independent, no one said, "Hey! Have you finished washing?", such words, he always felt a little lost.

Clones? Then their own primrose must have been destroyed.

In the aisle, there were people coming out of the training ground or somewhere. Before he knew it, he followed the team into a room that looked like a restaurant. Lunch had already started serving, but he did not see members of the 12th Operation Group coming to eat. Most of the people around him were logistics assistants, and there were people from other operation teams. Like the usual collective restaurants, the food names provided by each window were posted on the dining window. More than 100 dining tables were in groups, or in groups of people sitting in groups of three or three. There were chefs complaining at the dining window: "Everyone only needs a spoonful, come and pick it up after eating! Don't waste it!"

"Hi! Boy, are you so pretty! New?" A strong man sat on the chair beside Li Xinyan, put the stainless steel tray on the seat, and his wide arms tilted Li Xinyan's body. Li Xinyan gave a seat to the right, and the strong man laughed, wondering whether he was embarrassed or intentionally provoking and smiling proudly.

Li Xinyan looked up and saw that this man was probably of European ancestry. He was very tall and looked one head taller than himself. He had a ferocious face, a bearded face, and a bullet belt was slanted on his chest. The bullet belt was stainless steel, and there was a wolf head on his armband.

"Yes." Li Xinyan replied expressionlessly. Looking at this, this guy is not a very friendly person. He doesn't want to cause trouble, so just ignore it.

"Hey! Look at you like this, which unit is this little arm and calves?" said the strong man leaning forward to him, with a stinking smell of tobacco in his mouth. Li Xinyan smiled in his heart, and his face did not move at all. "The 12th Operation Team." The answer was also very normal. The strong man seemed very surprised, and was shocked, and his eyes were slightly trembling, with his eyes wide open like a copper bell: "Ah? The 12th Operation Team has started recruiting people again?... Haven't you heard of it? Someone died? How many times have I heard of it? Didn't I hear this? Was the news blocked by the military headquarters again? Damn the military headquarters, blocked the news again!"

"What's dead? No one died. Does the death of the operation team have anything to do with you?" Li Xinyan frowned and asked.

The strong man was even more surprised: "You... don't you know?"

"What do you know?" Li Xinyan stopped chopsticks and asked.

On the way to the 12th Operation Team last night, Guo Tianming briefly introduced some basic questions, such as why Li Xinyan came to the 12th Operation Team, the general content of the 12th Operation Team's constitution, and other conventional contents. For such content that exceeds the scope, he had not had time to say. How much can he say in a short two-hour trip?

The strong man held the chopsticks, and the two thin bamboos in his hand looked like two toothpicks, or curved toothpicks. "From the beginning of its establishment to now, the 12th Operation Team has always been organized by 12 people. Unless someone dies, newcomers will only be added! You say no one is dead... Then how did you get in? You won't be..." He turned to Li Xinyan's left and looked at his armband carefully. "The armband is actually true! This...this..." After two sounds, there was no such reason. He originally wanted to say the three words "Is it impersonation?", but he was squeezed into his stomach. Li Xinyan was pointed at his left arm, and there was a squirrel holding nuts on the armband. "What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Li Xinyan asked.

Ordinary armbands will look like a beast. How could the armband of the 12th Operation Group be... a little squirrel? Li Xinyan turned around and looked at his arm again.

The strong man's face trembled twice, and he didn't answer Li Xinyan's question. He lowered his head and stopped talking. He took a few bites of food but looked up again to ask Li Xinyan: "So... you should be the 13th person in the 12th Operation Team?" Li Xinyan raised his mouth slightly and said: "That's right! My number is No. 13."

"No. 13?" The strong man repeated, unable to control his strength in his hand, and folded a pair of chopsticks into four sections.

As soon as he answered this sentence, another figure sat opposite Li Xinyan, threw the plate on the table, and cursed at the strong man: "Heideng, you are selling your marijuana again!? You are not a little more obscene, you are selling so blatantly, be careful that the captain will shoot you if you know!"

The person who came was a bald man. The bald man was extremely clean. One of the heads reflected the lights of the restaurant, and even the position of the lights could be distinguished. One of the bald man was extremely smooth on the top of his head, but the other face had many scars, which made people feel goose bumps.

Heiden raised his face and turned his head, looking indifferent: "Shoot? He wants to bear to shoot me, even if you win!" The bald man seemed to have never expected him to say this, he was stunned for a moment, and smiled. "Awesome! You... Could it be that he has even captured him?" The bald man picked up the chopsticks and raised his eyes and asked. Heiden bit the steamed bun hard: "Hehe, what are you talking about?"

The bald man suddenly turned to Li Xinyan and said, "Don't believe this guy! Don't smoke the cigarette he gave him! There is marijuana in it, and you will get addicted to it once you suck it!"

Heideng glared suddenly, and a steamed bun that had not been bitten flew out and hit the bald man's face. The bald man laughed and shouted, "Die profiteer! Dare profiteer! Let you give me no discount! If you don't give me the discount, I will not make money!" "I won't smoke! Bald man!" Heideng said hatefully, "I am the No. 13 member of the 12th Operation Team! There are countless good cigarettes in the warehouse, so where would I buy cigarettes from me? Stupid bald man! I don't even know this!"

"What? No. 13? Is the 12th Operation Team starting to recruit people again?" The bald eyes widened, just like Heiden just now.

"No one is recruited! I am a special person!" Li Xinyan slowly ate and corrected.

"His grandma! The 12th Operation Team didn't inform us, and the military headquarters didn't take us seriously!" The bald man shouted angrily, and a big hand like a palm fan suddenly slapped the table. Everything on the table instantly flew up, scattered all over the sky. Li Xinyan stood up like a top and turned around quickly, and took two steps back. The rice, dishes, and soup fell like rain, and would fall in front of Li Xinyan.

"Idiot! What are you doing?" Heiden cursed. The table of food sprinkled two fat men with one face.
Chapter completed!