Lei Zhanwu, a platoon leader who was once a scout, has only had iron-bloodedness, hard-core, and the purpose of practicing to the point of death in his twenty-five years of life!
Until the day when he was a new recruit in the company, he was hit by a flying figure at the corner of the stairs and was knocked out of his head——
Looking down, Xiaobing Tao Ci was rubbing the tip of his red nose with tears in his eyes! A big hole was cut in his steel-cast heart on the spot.
However, the romance of Northeast rough guys is comparable to a grenade opening a bottle cap——
It was all an accident! ! !
Wanting to show off the domineering power of the platoon leader, Tao Ci almost died with a chokehold hug from behind;
Trying to imitate the instructor and touching his head gently, he waved his hand to remove three of the opponent's hairs and pretended to be calm!
Hearing that the other party was not full, he carried twenty kilograms of compressed biscuits overnight and stuffed them seriously into Tao Ci's closet:
"Save some food, it will be enough for you to survive the end of the world."
The whole army is betting: When did Platoon Leader Lei turn his secret love into an assassination?
Intention: None
