He Yuliang drank a lot last night, and when he opened his eyes, he was lying on a shaking train. The carriage was full of military uniforms. The soldier next to him called him platoon leader, grabbed his arm and said he shouldn't have drank the wine last night. He stood up and walked to the toilet. The mountains outside the car window were getting steeper and steeper, and the sound of gunfire was faintly heard in the distance. This bus is not going to the training ground.
Reader comments
Suitable for the Holy Mother
Everything else is fine, just lacking in weight, bad review
Suitable for the Holy Mother
Everything else is fine, just lacking in weight, bad review
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