G soldier diary

Chapter 212 Traces of Love

"I just think...it's cool to wash over there with water..." Yang Xin dimpled while laughing, but his eyes were angry.

"I know, the pleasure of colon hydrotherapy. 』

"I won't tell you anymore!" The elementary school boy was unwilling to let go.

"Then I just have one question, did you enjoy being fucked like that yesterday?" 』

Being asked this question, Yang Xin's bulging face was already flushed, "Why are you telling me that!"

Do not deny!

Cute little boy, Developed. (tick)

After chatting, I found that this little boy was still very guarded. After being drunk yesterday, his legs were so open.

"All personnel, assemble at the security desk."

Thirty meters away, I saw that the teams at the gathering place were already standing or walking or running.Kim Jong-un said something in front of the team, and gave something to the senior with smelly feet. After the senior saluted, he returned to the team in a somewhat formal manner.

"What's the smelly mud for?" Yang Xin looked at them.

"Let's get promoted. 』I sneered, remembering how recently the senior with smelly feet got promoted and made a fortune.

After the team disbanded, the Head Counselor walked towards me with his eyes narrowed.

"You two, come with me tomorrow afternoon to clean the dependents' village, and Meng Zhe."

"Huh?Why do you want to sweep the military village? 』

"Ah, as long as the land of the country is left in ruins, I can't help it, Keke."

"Will the military dependents' village be dirty? 』

"That depends on your luck index, I think it's okay."

"Hey, a guy with super long legs walked over just now." Yang Xin smiled and looked outside.

I turned my head and saw a woman in a red dress with a very short skirt walking away.

"Nani?" The head counselor blankly walked up the steps opposite Yang Xin, looking at the woman outside. "This leg... is comparable to Kaitlyn. Very good, keep on guard! Observe the target!" said the head counselor After finishing, Pat Yang Xin walked down the steps and walked into the office.

You Yuhong took a piece of paper and a whiteboard marker, ticked the fire bucket, and walked around.I don't know what his business is, but it's super floating.He walked to my outpost to check the fire extinguisher. "It's fine for you to be promoted, and the Master Chief will give him a star."

"Soldiers can recite value stars? ’ I opened my eyes.

"Who knows, didn't you see it? He even wore the star armband, saying it was for practice. "Tsk tsk tsk...you should look at Junlin's face."

"It's okay, I'll see what he can do with me. 』

I originally thought that the male officer was useless, but I didn't expect it to be so useless. I really don't understand it.

After I got off the whistle and patrolled, the ugly face of the senior with smelly feet was waiting for me opposite my bed, with a yellow star officer's armband on his left arm.There is only the two of us in the entire classroom-sized dormitory.

"You still have..." He looked at his watch, "Twelve minutes of rest time, after the rest, go to warehouse No. [-]." The senior with smelly feet deliberately gave instructions in advance.

"I can't lift heavy things at my waist. 』I told the truth coldly.

"Do you know that in the eyes of the seniors, you are very dark now?" The senior with smelly feet looked serious, with uneven skin tone on both sides of the cheeks. "You are so inactive in moving things, do you think the seniors don't notice it?"

"I can't help it either. 』I laughed.

"Then go clean all the toilets and urinals in the dormitories, and then sort the garbage! I'll keep an eye on you." The senior with smelly feet got up and left.

Sorting garbage is to separate resource recycling from toilet paper stained with feces.Plus cleaning toilets, both jobs are filled with shit, and he probably knows I hate shit the most.

I picked up my phone and watched the National Army countdown app, 130 for eight days.

I really want to retire.

In the afternoon, Yang Xin and Meng Zhe, I, and I went to clean the dependents' village in the black broken car of the counselor.

"Pfft, the seniors seem to think that my back injury is faking. 』I don't care if there are two students behind me.

"Pfft, your body is yours, your mouth is on someone else's body, so just ignore them." The counselor blinked his eyelids, not wanting to participate in the small soldier's war.

We arrived at the Military Military Village, an abandoned apartment with three or four floors.The first floor was originally the living room and the room. There is no furniture, but there is no place to walk because of the garbage all over the floor. Passers-by or neighbors who have no goods directly throw the garbage in.

"Ohmygod..." Meng Zhe bared his teeth.

"Damn~ I have to sweep it." Xiaocute smiled while holding the garbage bag.

So we started cleaning, sweeping and sweeping.

"Brush." ​​There was a sound of fabric being torn, and I turned my head, only to see Yang Xin squatting on the ground maintaining the posture of moving the gutter cover, but staring at me with wide eyes.

"What's that sound?" 』

I only saw Yang Xin touching his butt backwards.

"Damn, the pants are torn." That cute face smiled.

"You see!Who told you to squat on the ground every day, and wait for FU, let me see! 』

Yang Xin turned around, and I couldn't quite see where it was torn, because there was a piece of sewing cloth in the middle of the camouflage pants.

I gently tore apart the sewing cloth with my hands, only to see Yang Xin's boxer briefs: "It seems that the design of the camouflage pants is not bad, they are obviously torn, but they don't look torn. 』

This is totally a G film set, right? The G film also needs to cut the pants, you are a supernatural rupture!You can go straight in without wearing underwear!

"Ouch? The crotch of your trousers is open at the front and back, very sexy." Meng Zhe was sweeping the floor beside him, unexpectedly telepathic.

"Damn it! I'm going to the warehouse to make a new one." Xiao Yangxin smiled.

I scanned the room and saw among the broken furniture, there was a large wedding photo, which looked like my parents' era.The woman's hair is still half a mountain with sparse bangs.

"POA...what do you think happened to this couple? ’ I stuck my head out the window.

"Ah... they seem to have died in a car accident." The dean was picking up litter outside.

"Is that so..." I looked back at the picture, the husband and wife looked loving, smiling so confidently.Today, the only traces of those loves are these dilapidated furniture.