May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

It's night, and those who don't need to be on duty can still have two sips.

Both Shen Feihu and Xu Qigang can drink, and alcohol is also essential for this occasion. But the wolf group was poor, and Shen Feihu invited him every time he drank.

"Xiao Tao, take out my bottle of Lao Baigan."

"Yes, Master." Every time I come to the Wolf Warriors regiment, I bring my own wine, and only Commander Xu can enjoy this treatment. Even if their teachers went to the headquarters, they would not admit it for nothing.

A bottle of Laobaigan was poured, and the cooking squad leader's dishes were also served.

Looking at the dishes on the table, a group of young officers showed envy.

"Head Xu, I didn't expect your cooking class to have such a good craftsmanship. This dish makes people drool looking at it."

"The skill of this potato shredded knife is from a young age."

People in the military department praised.

Shen Feihu likes the drunkard peanuts the most. He tasted it and paired it with the old white dry, it was like a fairy!

"Not bad! This is not bad!" Shen Feihu yelled, "Xiao Tao, go and ask the cooking squad leader to do more, and take it away for me later."

"Yes, teacher" Xiao Tao happened to have eaten too, and ran to the kitchen quickly. But I couldn't help but complain, respected teacher, is it really okay for you to eat like this and still hold it?

Xu Qigang looked at the dishes on the table. They were all common ingredients in the cafeteria. It is estimated that Zhou Hongzuo Haishen dug the potatoes. But it seems to have more appetite than usual, and

He picked up his chopsticks and took a sip, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he looked at Zhou Hong, and Zhou Hong spread his hands, saying that he didn't know what was going on.

This dish was definitely not made by the cook.

He has been on the battlefield for three years and has eaten everything under difficult circumstances. After fighting in the wild in the primitive jungle, it is normal to not eat for a few days after cutting off the support. So his sense of taste is extremely weak, not that he can't taste it, it's too exaggerated.

It’s just that when you eat canned American beef or compressed biscuits, it makes no difference.

Xu Qigang scooped out a bowl of jade soup and drank it almost contentedly.

"I declared in advance that everyone only needs to drink this glass tonight. Who dares to drink more I twisted his head." Shen Feihu said.

"Yes! Absolutely dare not!"

"We keep the rules in mind."

A glass of wine is not enough to lick it!

"I respect everyone for this glass of wine." Shen Feihu toasted, "You are all masters drawn from the main divisions of the military. It is an honor for Shen Feihu to come to my 39th Division."

"Old Chief, you are making fun of us. It is an opportunity we can't ask for to come to the Warwolf Group to observe and learn." Haishen's group of people stood up quickly, and Shen Feihu was famous for being arrogant in the military area. There must be no good for him to be so humble.

"Oh? If that's the case, then who did the small report from the military headquarters?"

Xu Qigang watched the teacher calculate the small accounts, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then said: "I heard that Chief Haiying studied at Yanjing University."

Shen Feihu immediately took the call, and the two cooperated tacitly, "Then you must be majoring in broadcasting, right?"

The faces of the military team turned into pig liver color, and Hai Shen's good temper was also angry with tears. This is equivalent to naming them and saying that they didn't have the skills and ran to the military headquarters to file a complaint.

One is the Living Hades and the other is Flying Tiger. The Thirty-Nine Division is too dangerous. He regrets that he has taken the initiative to apply to study. Is it too late to go back now?