Anyway, if they really had a fight, with the Deputy Officer's temperament, he would probably go straight to the Capital City, right? How could he possibly be going crazy alone on the training field?
Really can't figure it out, can't figure it out at all.
It wasn't until noon that Zhao Xin ran into a drenched Meng Xinian again.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Deputy Commander, you've worked yourself into such a state, are you planning to enter some kind of competition? Are we having a military-wide exercise?"
"Buzz off, don't make wild guesses."
Meng Xinian had vented his excess energy and felt a bit better now. Upon hearing his nonsense, he couldn't help but glare at him.
"So what's all this about? Our recent training intensity is already enough, you've left us trailing who knows where, and you're still working yourself to death. How are we supposed to live like this?" Zhao Xin said with a pained expression.
