What’s wrong with our women’s field team, which has some black technology?

Chapter 135

"Girls, I received news from you a few days ago, claiming that there is a women's army that can be absorbed, what kind of situation?"

As Lan and Qiu Tong and other female soldiers walked in, Aunt Mei looked at them, and she had always been interested in the growth of the Daybreak Base.

Due to the encirclement and suppression of the Fuxing Military Region during this time, she and Lan's team hid in Tibet, and the contact was intermittent during the period, and many situations were not clear.

Now that we're together, we can ask by the way.

Seeing that Aunt Mei asked about this matter first, Lan and Qiu Tong glanced at each other, and their pretty faces showed a hint of excitement.

Since Aunt Mei is thinking about it, it's time

to report!" "Aunt Mei, we have already planned and are preparing to report to you, trying to absorb them." Lan said.

"Yes, if this legion can be used by me, it will be a great thing for us!" Qiu

Tong said, and the rest of the female soldiers nodded.

"Really?" Aunt

Mei showed surprise in her eyes, and then she couldn't wait to urge: "Tell me quickly, what kind of army is this." "

We don't know much about this legion yet, but their commander is something we will never forget..."

Lan blinked and began to speak.

She sold the Nirvana meteorite on the black market, and originally wanted to make a pit with the black phoenix Du Fei, but it turned out to be self-defeating, and in the end, the two sides cooperated happily and so on, all the things that happened were told again.

Of course, in order to increase Du Fei's excellence in all aspects, Lan naturally added oil and vinegar and water in the process of telling.

And Qiu Tong and several female soldiers nodded in agreement on the side and tried their best to cooperate.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, the head of a supernumerary women's field regiment, went to buy Nirvana meteorites with more than 10 million hours on his body

? Casually stretched out his hand and bent the barrels of two submachine guns?

After hearing this, Aunt Mei shook her head and felt very funny.

How is it possible, it's just nonsense.

"Hehe, what makes me happy, just touch the barrel of the gun and bend it?"

Aunt Mei pursed her lips and said speechlessly: "A few ghost girls, do you think that male group leader is handsome, right?"

"Okay, if you want me to agree, then let's talk about something practical."

"Aunt Mei, what we said is

true!" "Yes! Why don't you believe

it!" "We swear, it's true

!" "I really didn't lie, I lied to you to be widowed for a hundred years!" Lan

, Qiu Tong, and several female soldiers were all anxious, stamping their feet one by one and pouting.

Seeing that they didn't seem to be joking, Aunt Mei couldn't help frowning, her heart beating slightly.

If it was as they said, the young man's constitution was not unbelievable!

As ridiculous as she thought it was, she was most interested in what the girls said about the boy touching his hand, and the two barrels of the gun were bent.

What is this concept?

If this is true, then the old legends from foreign lands have been fulfilled.

Not to mention the supernumerary women's field group, this boy alone, his physique may be able to fight against the Federation's Enlightenment Organization.

The Truth Masters of the Enlightenment Organization, their charms are terrifying...

At this moment, Aunt Mei's heart was surging and she couldn't help but be a little excited.

If he could really fight against the Shingrum, wouldn't it be the legendary Lord of Creation who had descended?

This is simply incredible, I can't imagine it!

" Are you sure you are not lying?"

Aunt Mei asked solemnly, looking at them.

"Aunt Mei, if you don't believe me, after we get out of danger this time, I will ask Sister Phoenix to make an appointment with him once and take you to meet in person. Lan said.

"Good.

Aunt Mei nodded, and then asked, "You haven't told me for a long time, what is his name?"

"Du Fei!" Lan

and Qiu Tong and other female soldiers replied in unison.

At this time, Du Lei, who was sitting at the door of the tent, was stunned.

Du Xiaoyue was wrapping a bandage for him, and couldn't help but tremble with her little hands: "Dad, I seem to hear them talking about my brother!"

(Ask for a free gift for love, don't always complain about some of the big guys, give some motivation, kneel and thank you!)

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