The strongest talent.

Chapter 165
Yuan Qing didn't pour water to wash the monitor's feet.

In his life, he has only poured footwashing water for one person, that is the director of the Ji'an Survival Base Public Orphanage, that kind old man in a wheelchair.At that time, the sensible children in the orphanage rushed to pour him water, out of respect, love and scrambling from the bottom of their hearts, it was the children's pride to show off.

I'm sorry for this young private soldier in front of me, regardless of his strength or character...he is not worthy!

"Don't pour water?" The squad leader of the upper class took a few steps towards the tent, did not hear any movement behind him, slowly turned around and walked back, looked at Yuan Qing for a second, raised his straight and thick black brows lightly: "Yuan Qing is Well, I’ve heard of your name, is it a fourth-level spirit warrior or a fifth-level? You’re awesome! I only knew you were a prick before, but I didn’t expect you to be so prickly..."

As he said that, he flew up with his right foot and kicked the footbath over. The footwashing water was sprinkled on the sand and penetrated in quickly. Some water splashed on Yuan Qing's body. Blown into invisible water molecules by the imperceptible thunder and lightning—this is the battle suit worn by King Yingwu, and it is the emotional sustenance of Uncle Li, and he must not be allowed to be dirty by this senior soldier!

"...Let me tell you!" The squad leader kicked over the footbath, his voice suddenly raised, his face was cold: "Yuan Qing, no matter how awesome you are, you have to obey orders when you come to my place; don't you pour the footwashing water, right? Go, wash all the transport vehicles, if there is one that is not clean, don't want to sleep tonight!"

During this period of time, the soldiers of the second squad who were queuing up to receive the water had already noticed Yuan Qing's arrival. There were nine people in total, and they cast their gazes over one after another, gloating, whispering, or watching with cold eyes, and a few young soldiers simply laughed. said.

Offending Squad Leader Mao, this kid doesn't want to mess around anymore. Now that the wind and sand are not small, how can the five large transport vehicles be cleaned?It was a heavy-duty transport truck, each more than 40 meters long and eight meters high, and each car had 64 large run-flat tires—whether it could be cleaned or not, this kid would not want to sleep tonight.

Yuan Qing didn't care about the soldiers' gazes and comments, let alone get angry. He saluted Squad Leader Mao again, then turned and walked towards the transport vehicle parking area.

"You think you have some strength, so you want to play wild with me?" Squad leader Mao watched Yuan Qing go away, and spit on the sand with a "pooh": "He should be the Jianghu in martial arts novels, respecting martial arts ? This is the army!"

Soon, the soldiers of the second class finished washing and washing, and the washing utensils were neatly placed, and returned to the tent; on the neat beds, their quilts were neatly folded, like tofu cut by a knife The size is almost exactly the same; the nine soldiers sat on their respective beds, all looking at Squad Leader Mao's face.

The deputy squad leader "Zou Yilong" ate a pack of compressed biscuits, chewed a few mouthfuls, and said in a low voice: "Brother Mao, I heard that this kid killed a soldier of the special reconnaissance company. For the court, maybe..."

Zou Yilong fired a pistol at his temple, and with a "snap" in his mouth, he asked in confusion, "Brother Mao, why hasn't he been arrested, and he can still come to our squad as a soldier?"

"I don't know much about the news." The squad leader "Mao Qiaowei" lay on his back on the quilt, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "I heard that there is a great person behind him, and it probably suppressed this matter."

The eyes of the nine fighters met, their faces were full of anger, and the eyes of several young fighters were red-the ones who hate the most in normal times are related households, who are incompetent, and there are people behind them!Although it is said that the army is strictly controlled now, it does not rule out many special circumstances. Promotion is faster than taking a rocket. In their view, this is a serious violation of regulations and discipline, and even illegal!
"Niang Xipi!" A thin young soldier punched the "tofu block" on his bed, cursing: "What the hell, we are soldiers and fight hard on the battlefield, but someone behind us is ignoring you!" According to the laws and regulations of the country and the military, it is wrong to do evil! The special reconnaissance company, our comrade-in-arms, just died for nothing?! He has to pay for his life!"

The other soldiers were filled with righteous indignation and shouted angrily: "Yes, he will go to a military court and must pay for his life!"

"Okay." Mao Qiaowei sat up from the bed, waved his hands and said, "We don't understand this matter. It is estimated that the big man behind Yuan Qing is not simple, and it is possible. This matter itself is not simple; it did not say What, don't talk nonsense, I know what to do."

The deputy squad leader Zou Yilong pondered for a while, then lowered his voice and said: "Brother Mao, that kid can kill comrades in the special reconnaissance company, he is not weak. He came to report just now, and I couldn't figure out his aura. He is much stronger than us all." Now come to our class, what if you don’t obey the command, just now you asked him to pour water for washing his feet, but he didn’t go!”

"The water for washing the feet has not been poured. This is a private matter. If he is asked to wash the car, he will go there obediently?" Mao Qiaowei sneered: "Deputy Staff Liu told me that if Yuan Qing does not obey the command during the mission, We don't need to conflict with him, don't talk nonsense, report directly to the Military Disciplinary Office, the responsibility rests on him, and all military regulations are served!"

Only then did the soldiers calm down, talking in low voices about the sacrifice of comrades in the special reconnaissance company and laying down the bedding; among them, the thin young soldier put on slippers, quietly opened the door of the tent, and parked the alloy transport vehicle in the distance The district glanced at it, then returned to the bed, and waved in a circle: "That prickly hair is quite serious, it's being washed."

"Don't look at it." Mao Qiaowei turned over in the bed, found the most comfortable position, and closed his eyes: "Sleep, tomorrow I will go to the 'Amul Base' to deliver ammunition, hurry up and rest, and refresh myself. Six in the morning Let's go."

In the tent, all the soldiers quickly fell asleep, and there was a deep grunt.

At this time, Yuan Qing was holding a high-pressure water gun, carefully rinsing the heavy alloy transport vehicle; the impact of the water gun was very strong, and the water sprayed out of the muzzle in the form of water mist, covering the tires, roof, body... all Rinse carefully, without any dead ends.

It's just... This station is only temporary. The troops have only been here for two days, and they haven't built a warehouse for the transport vehicles at all. Just after washing it, there is a wind and sand that lands on it, dirtying the transport vehicles again.

"Yuan Qing." In the back of his mind, the intellectual brain was a little angry: "You can bear this kind of anger? This is not like you! That Mao Qiaowei is deliberately punishing you, and Liu Chuansheng specially gave him an order to target you!"

Yuan Qing smiled slightly.

The place where the transport vehicle was parked was only more than 100 meters away from the tent, such a short distance...Yuan Qing could clearly hear the conversation in the tent just now.They want to fix it, but they don't know that washing the transport vehicle is also a kind of practice, cultivating the mind and nature, making the heart more peaceful, and it is good for practicing combat skills and tactics.

Now at the beginning of the fifth level, the origin of the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​heart life has been extremely stable, and it is growing vigorously. It is moving towards the middle of the fifth level, and its vitality is very strong.Not to mention not sleeping for one night, even if you don’t close your eyes for seven or eight days, it’s okay. Mental fatigue can be recovered quickly by just meditating.

The most important thing is that the water mist sprayed out by the high-pressure water gun, the shape of the mist seems to be somewhat similar to the "Xinghuo Liaotian Sword". The Xinghuo Liaotian Sword attacks in a pure straight line, but it doesn't have to be condensed into a straight line, it can also be radial. When encountering large-scale low-level mutant beasts, it can cause greater damage!
chi chi chi chi...  

The high-pressure water gun continued to spray, Yuan Qing held the water gun in his left hand, and slowly gestured with his right hand, condensing the sword energy of sparks, and repeatedly tried to display his skills.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Yuan Qing was always in good spirits until the eastern sky was slightly pale; at this time, the desert wind that lasted all night had gradually stopped, and all the places that could be washed by five heavy-duty transport vehicles were washed, and the whole looked brand new, almost spotless; And in the palm of his right hand, there is a spot of light that falters, like a hidden mist radiating water, containing Yuan Qing's will, spirit, and physique—this is the new change of Xinghuo Liaotian Sword, Xinghuo Liaoyuan!
At 05:30 in the morning, the soldiers of the second class got up on time, washed quickly, had breakfast, and then were fully armed, either carrying sabers, holding B-level psionic submachine guns, or using the second-level weapons uniformly equipped by Huashan Tactical Troops. The beast crystal armguards gathered at the entrance of the tent, reported the number, and finally came to the front of the transport vehicle.

Yuan Qing didn't need to wash up, the psychic energy impacted, and the dust on his body was naturally cleaned up.He had already eaten combat rations—in fact, he could not have eaten them, but eating breakfast was a habit he had developed over the years, otherwise he would only have life energy in his stomach without food, and he always felt that something was missing.

"It took one night to wash the transport truck to look like this bird?!" Squad leader Mao Qiaowei looked at the brand-new heavy-duty transport truck with a beast crystal armguard, secretly surprised, but he was not polite and shouted in a low voice. : "Is the engine flushed, is there any supplies in the car, is the built-in air conditioner checked? Something happened on the road, I'm asking you!"

The lean young soldier "Zheng Shaojun" with an alloy saber on his back, stepped out of the queue with a sneer on his face, casually lifted the hood of a transport vehicle, and just glanced at it, his face froze slightly. Disappeared, replaced by deep surprise, even a little unbelievable.

Under the hood, the engine of the vehicle, the energy transmission pipes, the exhaust of the air conditioner, the compressor...all cleaned up without a single drop of water—Yuanqing knows where to get wet, water mist, water flow, and high-pressure jets are used alternately , Every car is cleaned according to the most standard method, and there is no fault at all!

"Cleaning up the vehicle is a basic job, and everyone here can do it faster and better than you." Mao Qiaowei was even more surprised, but he snorted coldly, and shouted again: "Get in the car, today's destination is the Amul base , the journey is 660 kilometers, and we must arrive before dark."

It seemed that it had been arranged a long time ago. Zou Yilong, the deputy squad leader, came over and pointed to the heavy-duty transport vehicle with the last serial number XY-HQ22-250 of the convoy. If there is any error in the supplies, I will ask you!"

Yuan Qing stood at attention and saluted, with a serious face, and then boarded the transport vehicle with two young soldiers with unkind faces. The convoy passed through many guard posts and headed towards the Amule base in the northeast.

(End of this chapter)