Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

Si Deng looked at A-91 who was trying to get up speechlessly and whispered.

"Yes, fortunately the commander has a good temper. If it were my previous commander, he would have immediately issued an order to dismantle the fire control core and expel it."

"Why did I get mixed up with this guy?"

Sixteen Pigeon hugged her head and got under the table. She also heard a hint of anger in Mo Yin's cold voice just now. After all, no one would feel good if vomit was sprayed all over them.

I'm afraid that this time I and A-91 will not be punished.

As soon as A-91 got up from the table, Huang lifted him up with his hands.

"A drunkard like you should really sober up."

Huang dragged A-91 out of the car and was pushed directly into the cold snow by A-91.

A-91's limbs suddenly struggled crazily in the snow. When he was about to suffocate, Huang once again lifted his head and pulled it out of the snow.

"Reflect on it and make amends to the commander, or I swear I will tear you into parts from head to toe!"

Huang stared at A-91's face like an angry beast.

Although he was still a little drunk, A-91 nodded honestly under Huang's terrifying pressure.

After half an hour.

After washing herself, Mo Yin changed into clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom area.

The dirt vomited by A-91 has been completely cleaned up.

Shiliu Ge also had a pile of cleaning tools at hand. When he saw Mo Yin, he immediately lowered his head pitifully like a child who had made a mistake.

3 Chapter 45 Sister’s eyes became sharp

A-91 was also standing in the corner, looking at Mo Yin with some confusion.

This sight immediately made Mo Yin feel resentful. After all, he had just been vomited all over by some kind of disgusting torrent.

Even though A91 is also a beauty, the contents in her stomach are the same.

"Okay, let's get ready. We'll set off in 10 minutes."

Mo Yin suppressed the anger in his heart, clapped his hands and gave the order.

He was afraid that if he looked at A-91 a few more times, he would want to go over and blow her head off.

"Commander...I...I'm very sorry. If you're really angry, just beat me up."

A-91 gritted his teeth, walked up to Mo Yin, and spoke.

"I have already ordered the punishment. You are not allowed to drink alcohol for a week. Remember what you have done."

Mo Yin said a word and walked out of the RV. He needed to breathe some cold fresh air.

"You, are you still angry?"

"That's not nonsense. Even if I have a good temper, I can't just pretend that nothing happened just after being vomited all over me. Don't talk to me today and let me be quiet."

"Oh, I understand, I understand."

A-91 nodded repeatedly.

After stepping out of the RV, the refreshing cold wind blew across the road, and Mo Yin felt a little better.

Soon, with the assistance of the tactical dolls, the sled team once again ran on the snowy field.

............

Two days later.

Mo Yin finally left the snowfield area and came to a remote city.

"Oh my god, I'm finally out of that frozen hell."

M99 threw off his down jacket and bathed in the warm sunshine with a look of enjoyment.

"Huh, I really didn't expect that my old bones could survive that kind of situation. I'm really going to get arthritis."

Nagant Revolver also said in an old-fashioned way.

"Can tactical dolls also get this disease..."

Mo Yin asked curiously.

"Of course, I have ketosis, and arthritis and other things are normal, very normal."

AA12, holding a lollipop in his mouth, walked up to Moyin and answered professionally.

"Yes, are there enough lollipops? Do you want to add some more?"

Mo Yin asked.

"Although there are still two days' supply, I would be very happy if you could give me a little more."

AA12 touched his pocket and then gave an answer.

"Then I'll give you some more. I'll be able to replenish a lot of candies when we get to the city."

Moyin took out a handful of lollipops and handed them to AA12.

"Well! Thank you, Commander. If you stay up late, you can ask me to stay with you... Well, I don't think you have much chance of staying up late alone."

AA12 said happily.

"Commander...please give me a drink. I have been abstaining from alcohol for two days. I have deeply reflected on my problems..."

A91 rushed over and hugged Mo Yin's thigh tightly, begging with tears in his eyes.

"No, I want you to remember this lesson!"

"Then you kill me, otherwise I will keep holding your leg. If you don't give me wine, I will never let go."

A91 said firmly.

"I wonder why you, a Tactical Doll, are such a scoundrel..."

Mo Yin said with a headache.

"I don't care. Commander, if you stop drinking from me, it will kill me..."

"Tsk, tsk, let me give you a sip. Just one sip."

Moyin finally reluctantly took out a bottle of Erguotou and handed it to A91.

"Okay, okay, I'll take a sip."

A91 couldn't wait to grab the Erguotou from Mo Yin's hand, quickly unscrewed the bottle cap, then raised his head and drank.

Finally, when A91 put down the bottle, there was not a drop of wine left in the glass bottle.

"You're calling me a mouthful!?"

Mo Yin reached out and pinched A91's cheek.

"Hahahaha, I didn't take a breath. It was obviously just a mouthful, Commander."

A91 said with strong words.

"You, you... let's do this for today. You won't vomit after drinking this little wine."

"Well, for the sake of Commander being so kind, I'll give you something nice to touch. I'm quite confident in my European skills. Men often peek up at me."

A91 said, grabbing Mo Yin's hand and pressing it on his two cantaloupes.

"Oh, this feeling of inclusion... Although I want to resist the urge to rub it, it's so soft."

"Hey, you can come anytime you want to be healed. Just think of it as apology for last time."

A91 said flatteringly.

"Quick, that's enough, don't mention that... I'm almost having a psychological shadow."

At this moment, Moyin recalled the pain of being dominated by A91.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it anymore. Commander, how about I make something good for you, and you can give me a bottle of wine from just now."

A91 said with saliva.

"No need to talk about it, this is punishment. If I let it go so easily, what would it be called punishment?"

Mo Yin withdrew his hand.

"Hey, don't go. It's okay if you don't let me drink for a while."

A91 grabbed Mo Yin's hand.

"This request is too strange...and even if I continue to touch you, I won't give you another drink today."

"It's okay, it's okay. You'll feel a little tipsy when you're touched. I think that's pretty good. Since you don't have alcohol, let's do this instead."

. . ...

Mo Yin hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold it back and reached out to the two soft cantaloupe balls.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is it really better for the commander to go straight? 94, do you want to contact our commander to get in touch with him?"

AK12, who was hiding behind a big tree, asked while observing Moyin and A91.

"It's not necessary. The commander doesn't seem to be too strict. He will agree to our actions as long as they don't endanger our own safety."

AN94 replied with a slightly red face.

"Hey, you have such an expression too. What a surprise. You've earned it."

AK12 said happily.

"Don't you think it's a waste to observe my expression through computing power?"

AN94 said softly.

"How come, 94, I like you very much, so this is a division to satisfy my own desires. This can improve my mood, don't worry."

AK12 said still squinting his eyes.

The other side.

The three UMP sisters were hiding in a big tree.

"Sister 45, is it true that the commander is from Oppai? He seems to like him very much, so he hasn't made a move against you or me for so long..."

"Huh? ⑨, what do you want to say?"

45's eyes became sharp.

"No, it's nothing, I didn't want to say anything."

Ump9 immediately stopped talking.

"Don't worry. When I quarreled with 416 before, the commander made it clear that he was a philanthropist towards Oppai. Everything has its own charm. Compared with these tactical dolls, I am a rare resource."

"As expected of Sister 45!"

Ump9 said with admiration.

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"I said, Commander's time is fully allocated every day. If we add more, will it make Commander too tired?"

UMP40 asked worriedly.

"Even if we don't separate, he won't have time to rest."

UMP45 pondered.

"Should we be more proactive? I think the commander is just a slut. He won't come to us unless we pin him down."

UMP9 asked excitedly.

"Let's wait and see for a while. We are just taking a short rest here. The task has not been completed yet. We will consider it after we settle down."

UMP45 grabbed the eager UMP9 and shook his head lightly.

............

"Ah, Commander, I seem to be a lightbulb here, so I'll leave first."