Girls und War

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"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

"..."

"So, this is why you stabbed your own palm with a knife?"

Ye Zi sat in her seat, facing the crying Doragon, and asked with a very calm expression.

Doragon nodded, looked at the half knife stuck in his hand, and started crying miserably again.

The perpetrators standing behind her were so quiet at this moment that they didn't dare to say a word of complaint.

In response, Ye Zi could only sigh and looked at them with a complicated expression. "I'm telling you, medical resources are precious. Why do you insist on making me waste my energy on such a meaningless thing? Can't you just play this stupid game outside? Why do you have to play it inside an aircraft carrier? Go out and chop your hands off and play the game of who dies first! But don't do it here, okay?"

"Eh? That's what it seems like!" Mingming said as if he suddenly realized something.

At this time, everyone looked at her. She laughed dryly and retracted her head.

Doragon cried even harder. Seeing this, Ye Zi could only raise her hand and signal her to stretch out her hand.

Soon, the professional military doctor from the special forces bandaged Doragon's hand with extremely skillful techniques.

As for leaving the company due to sickness, they obviously wouldn't do that.

Because withdrawing means taking leave, and taking leave means explaining to Xia Shu what happened.

It’s enough for you to know about this embarrassing thing yourself, why let Xia Shu know about it?

Do you think she doesn't have enough to do?

But after a while, when everyone was sitting quietly in the lounge and the matter seemed to have come to an end, Shaoji slammed the table hard and shouted, "No! This matter can't end like this!"

"Ah? What else do you want to do?" Kiki showed an indescribable expression at the table on the other side.

Shaoji glared at Mingming, who had completely lost his nerve, and Sheng, who looked completely clueless and had no idea what was going on. He said in a heavy voice, "This concerns the reputation of the Red Dragon Cerberus. We can't just let it go like this! We still have to compete!"

"Ah? You want more?" The other special forces members nearby also showed sullen expressions.

Obviously, he was still haunted by their shameful behavior.

When Qiqi looked at Xiaotang, Xiaotang didn't show any intention of trying to persuade her. Instead, she asked, "What else do you want to compete in?"

"Let's compete and win, we can win!" Mingming quickly showed a pleading expression.

"Hey, I know that!" Sergeant Yang Yangyang suddenly interjected, "If you want to compete, let's compete in eating! This Red Dragon Cerberus! He never loses when it comes to eating! Together, no one in the special forces can compare to the three of them!"

"Bullshit!" Roast Chicken slammed the table angrily, "So the three of us are just gluttons!"

"Nonsense! I'm no match for you! If you don't believe me, let Dragon compete with you!"

"Hey--" Doragon seemed unconvinced after hearing this, and was about to stand up with his injured hand.

"Ah, that's enough, calm down, calm down!" Qiqi signaled everyone to stop persecuting Doragon, and then said, "Supplies are precious on the imaginary battlefield, don't waste them. How about another idea?"

"I have a suggestion!"

At this time, the ghost sergeant next to him also spoke up, "I suggest everyone compete in causing trouble! This red dragon three-headed dog! It's best at causing trouble! In my opinion, the destructive power of one Sheng is definitely not as great as that of you three."

"This is good!"

"I think it works!"

Soon everyone started talking again.

"Snapped!"

Roast Chicken slammed the table fiercely and said angrily, "I think you are deliberately looking down on us! Right?"

1048. Come on! Russian Roulette!

"I don't think you'll look down on me...too much." Kiki curled her lips when she heard what Shaoji said.

Then, with a meaningful expression, he said, "But you, the Red Dragon, the Three-Headed Dog, and a genius little private—can you really be of any use?"

"This..." The three-headed dog froze there.

"Bang!" Roast Chicken slammed the table and shouted angrily, "I'm angry! I'm really angry! Sheng!"

The last sound of the roast chicken was a roar, which scared Sheng who was sitting there.

"Come on! Let's decide the winner with the most manly duel! The most ferocious!"

As he spoke, Shaoji took out an exquisite revolver from his pocket.

As soon as this thing was taken out, everyone was shocked again.

Doragon practically jumped up and asked, "Where did you get this thing from? The weapons depot is not open!"

"Humph, I'm not even allowed to have some private goods?" Roast Chicken said proudly, "This is what I confiscated from an officer in the Sakura District!"

As soon as this was said, everyone understood immediately.

As for spoils of war, who hasn’t gotten something good on the battlefield?

However, this opportunity to collect spoils of war is often only available to front-line combat team members.

How could she, a logistics worker, get the officer's revolver?

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered the job of roasting chicken.

Some time ago, when fighting on the mountain front, wasn't she in charge of the food in the prisoner camp?

At that time, through private communication, it was almost an unspoken rule in the imaginary battlefield that the captured officers in the Sakura District would exchange their hidden treasures for good treatment in the district.

This revolver is so beautiful that it makes everyone even more curious - which team captured this officer and was so careless as to miss such an important trophy?

But it doesn’t matter. After all, no one can say anything about something that was obtained through one’s own ability.

But Kiki focused on more core things.

When she saw Shaoji take out such a gun, she asked, "Then what are you going to compete with?"

"Hehehe..." Shaoji laughed wickedly, then suddenly pulled out a bullet from his crotch and inserted it into the rotor of his revolver. Then he twisted the rotor, swung the gun beautifully, and released the revolver's safety.

"Then of course it's a death revolver!"

As he spoke, Roast Chicken revealed an extremely dangerous and presumptuous smile.

The death revolver that Shaoji mentioned is an extremely dangerous suicidal game.

This was a life-and-death game between desperadoes that was once created on the battlefields of hot weapons in the "ancient times".

If Xia Shu were present, he would call it by another name, Russian roulette.

The rules of this game are extremely simple and have appeared more than once in various entertainment works.

That is to put a bullet into the revolver rotor with six slots, rotate the wheel randomly, and then the two players in the game shoot each other in the head.

The key point of this game is the model of the revolver, which must be one in which the rotor cannot be seen.

Otherwise, knowing where the bullet is would lose the essence of the game.

This kind of cheap thrill was once particularly popular among desperadoes.

Anyone who dares to participate in this kind of game, regardless of whether she has a mental problem or not, must have courage.

And all the team members, although they were shouting, "You're crazy! If Xia Shu finds out you're doing this, I'll kill you!"

But in reality, none of them really tried to stop it, instead they looked like they were watching the show with great interest.

It seems that everyone's interest in this game is indeed quite strong, in a sense.

So the prepared roast chicken immediately pointed the revolver at his head.

"Since I proposed it first, I'll fire the first shot." Shaoji gripped the revolver tightly and said through gritted teeth.

Seeing her expression becoming more and more serious, the others also began to feel nervous.

In the complete silence, the only sound was the roast chicken's heavy breathing, as if he was under tremendous psychological pressure.

Then, when everyone thought she was going to shoot, Shaoji suddenly asked Sheng, "If I shoot, will you shoot too?"

Everyone was choked by her, as if they had eaten a fly while eating.

However, when it comes to a life-and-death duel, it is understandable to be cautious.

Then Sheng thought stupidly for a moment and replied, "You mean, you shoot yourself in the head and then let me shoot myself in the head?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"The question..." Sheng seemed a little confused, "Isn't that suicide?"

"So this is a game for the brave! Do you understand?" Roast Chicken cursed angrily, "If you're scared, just say so! I can save myself the trouble of shooting! Either admit defeat! Or join the game! It's your choice!"

Hearing this, Sheng said somewhat reluctantly, "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say, okay."

It seems like he is trying to accommodate the other person.

"Then I'll start first."

So the roast chicken was prepared for the second time.

As the atmosphere became more and more solemn, the sweat on Shaoji's head became more and more fine.

Then she asked again, "If I shoot, you shoot. You're not going to play tricks on me, are you?"

Everyone's interest was interrupted for the second time, and someone immediately said dissatisfiedly, "I say, are you going to shoot or not? It's fun, right?"

Upon hearing this, Shaoji immediately flew into a rage, "Nonsense! You're not the ones participating in this game! Of course I have to be more cautious!"

When Qiqi heard what she said, she said impatiently, "Don't worry! As long as you dare to fire the first shot, even if she doesn't want to, I will help you shoot her in the head! Is that okay?"

"Hey! Why do you have the right to decide my own life?" Sheng protested.

But at this time, no one cared about this guy's opinion. Everyone just wanted to see Shaoji make the first move.

When she picked up the roast chicken again and again and pointed it at her head, her hands were shaking visibly.

As the so-called one-shot, and then decline, three and exhausted.

Shaoji took a few deep breaths, then put down his gun and said, "Meng Wang, I think this game is a bit inappropriate."

"cut--"

Everyone dispersed and left the table very dissatisfied.

"What are you doing! This is called a man of insight! You know nothing!" Roast Chicken muttered.

At this time, Xiaotang came over, snatched the revolver from her hand, and then opened the rotor - the fatal bullet was lying quietly in the sixth magazine.

In other words, the first five shots were all blanks, but Shaoji actually got scared after the first shot!

Just cowardly.

Seeing this, Xiaotang immediately looked at the roast chicken with contempt.

1049. No coquettishness allowed! Except for cats

The Red Dragon Cerberus was defeated completely this time.

Even though their opponent was a guy like Sheng who had no fighting ability at all, they still suffered a complete defeat.

In this way, the three-headed dog's role as a comedian is confirmed, and there is no need to worry about their combat effectiveness anymore.

Shortly thereafter, Xia Shu obtained the records of this group of guys' behavior during this period.

Xia Shu didn't intend to delve into the stupid behavior of these guys.

If they really had to follow the regulations, the fact that Shaoji used a gun without permission would be enough to get them into trouble.

So Xia Shu decided to turn a blind eye and pretend nothing happened.

Thinking of this, Xia Shu closed the report page, handed it back to Yujie Kanna, and said, "I understand."

After Yusuke Kanna reported the results, she asked, "Do we need to deal with them?"

Xia Shu shook his head and replied, "No need, just give them a verbal warning."

As he said that, he reached out and touched Nya Nya's head.