Chapter 1204 Are You so Kind?

Chapter 1204 Are you so kind?

Xi Luo looked at Zong Zhan sarcastically, and didn't speak for a long time.

In the collision of ideas between men and women, it is inevitable that they will disagree, and it is fruitless to continue arguing.

Xi Luo has no prejudice against Zong Zhan, but expresses her inability to accept his occasional machismo.

...

Time flies like water, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the Imperial Capital in early April, the temperature is comfortable and the flowers are red and the willows are green.

Xi Luo's popularity in the camp is also rising day by day.

After all, she was the only female reporter in the battalion who could be carried back to the dormitory by the Iron Faced Hades himself.

So much so that Zong Zhan gradually became aware of the abnormality.

This woman's life in the camp was like a fish in water.

In the cloudless sky this morning, the battalion started a shooting training session at the shooting range.

Xi Luo, wearing a camouflage hat and thick sunscreen on her face, leaned against a tree trunk and took photos listlessly.

"Sister Luo, do you really want to stay in the camp for three months?"

Zong Zhan's subordinate, Xiong Ze, had just returned to the camp last night, and now he was also hiding under a tree to be lazy with her.

Xi Luo lazily put down her phone, "Yes, who knows."

If the matter with Jackal is not resolved for a day, she will not be able to go out for a walk openly.

Thinking of this, Xi Luo became a little annoyed.

She rubbed her phone, stared at the front for a few seconds, "Xiong Ze, what procedures are required to enter and exit the camp?"

"It's fine if you have a pass." Xiong Ze caught the figure gradually approaching in front of him, and reminded him in a low voice, "Sister Luo, if you want to go out, you may have to report to the boss."

Xi Luo cast her gaze following the movement of his head up, saw Zong Zhan who was getting closer, and snorted slightly: "It's better to climb over the wall to find him."

Xiong Ze took a step back silently, pretending not to hear.

At this time, Zong Zhan came under the tree, and glanced at Xiong Ze with his extremely intimidating eyes, "Very idle?"

From a long distance, he saw these two people talking and laughing happily under the tree, which was a bit of an eyesore.

Xiong Ze saluted, turned around and walked straight away.

Xi Luo raised her eyes and looked at Zong Zhan, without making a sound, just looking at him like that.

The man took out a cigarette, and said in a low tone, "Have you achieved your goal?"

"Which aspect?" Xi Luo spread out her palms and raised her chin, "Give one."

Zong Zhan naturally stuffed the cigarette case back into his trouser pocket, "Smelling the smell of cigarettes can satisfy your hunger."

Xi Luo: "..."

Although life in the camp is the same, there is one good thing. She has smoked a lot less recently.

The main reason is that there are no women's cigarettes in the camp supermarket, and every time she asks someone to go out of the camp to help bring the cigarettes, the other party either forgets or loses them.

Xi Luo turned sideways, looked at the shooting range in the distance, and absently started the conversation, "Is the tracker in Brother Jack's leg still there?"

Zong Zhan squeezed his cigarette and narrowed his eyes, "Why did you suddenly inquire about him?"

"Curiosity." Xi Luo turned over the phone, lowered her eyelids to cover the irritability in her eyes, "Don't tell me that I can't solve it within three months, I have to stay in the camp."

"I won't stop you if you want to leave now, but only at your own risk."

Zong Zhan became more and more adept at threatening her.

Seeing Xi Luo glaring at him with a bit of annoyance, the man added in a good mood, "I will do what I say."

Zong Zhan believed that Xi Luo did not have the courage to leave.

This woman is the most knowledgeable about current affairs, and the accident that happened in Nanyang that day is still vivid in her memory. She can't put herself in danger.

Xi Luo lowered her head and fiddled with the phone, and after a while raised her head and asked, "What did you just say?"

"no sooner said than done."

"last sentence?"

Zong Zhan flicked the cigarette ash, raised his thick eyebrows lightly, "I won't stop you if you want to leave."

Xi Luo smiled slyly, "You are so generous."

There are probably some bad intentions hidden behind her smile, but Zong Zhan is confident that she will not act impulsively.

After half a cigarette, the commander trotted over, stood still and shouted a report.

"Boss, the first rifle training is over, do you want to practice more?"

Zong Zhan scanned the shooting range, "Two more rounds."

The commander turned back in response, while Xi Luo waved her hand in a disinterested manner, "I'm back to the office."

"Wait." Zong Zhan suddenly called out to her, flicked away the cigarette butt and crushed it with military boots, "Do you really want to leave the camp?"

Xi Luo said it was a lie, a fool.

Zong Zhan was not angry either, and pouted his mouth at the shooting range, "Competition, I will give you two days off if you win."

"Are you so kind?" Xi Luo suspected that he had other plans.

Seeing this, Zong Zhan rolled up his sleeves slowly, and sarcastically said, "Since the fighting spirit is gone, from now on..."

Xi Luo walked towards the shooting range without saying a word, "Come here, come quickly."

She is not afraid of the marksmanship competition, the only worry is that Zong Zhan will regret not being a man.

Therefore, Reporter Xi called the commander and Xiong Ze to testify, but both of them are under Zong Zhan's subordinates, and it is not impossible to betray the water together.

Xi Luo wondered whether to gather all the comrades who participated in the training together, after all, there is strength in numbers.

But Zong Zhan sneered and teased, "Do you want to call your Uncle Zong?"

"That's too good to be useful." Xi Luo walked to the wooden table on the far side, picked up an ordinary pistol and looked at it, "How do you compare? Two out of three rounds?"

Zong Zhan inspected her method of dismantling the magazine, raised his thick eyebrows slightly, "You decide."

There are tricks.

Xi Luo's mind was active, and she instinctively began to suspect that this guy might have no good intentions.

She hesitated for a while, and a sly light flashed in her eyes, "You will listen to my rules?"

Zong Zhan made an invitation gesture nonchalantly.

Xi Luo greeted Xiong Ze immediately, "Take a blindfold and cover his eyes."

Sure enough, she started to make bad moves.

Zong Zhan nodded and agreed without changing his expression, "Do as we should."

A few minutes later, Xi Luo and Zong Zhan stood in front of two shooting platforms respectively. The only difference was that the man was wearing a blindfold.

One is the uncompromising head of the battalion, and the other is a recently popular female reporter.

The news of the two men's marksmanship competition in the shooting range quickly spread throughout the battalion.

The training teams from other venues also quietly came to the shooting range to watch the battle, and even the three of Fang Zhengrong in the communication room rushed over after hearing the news.

For a while, the shooting range was overcrowded.

Before the start of the competition, the commander dutifully asked all the staff to retreat five meters, then walked to Xi Luo very cautiously, and patiently taught her how to hold the gun, how to load it, how to put the safety on...

In short, there is no lack of worry and vigilance in her words, for fear that she will accidentally hurt innocent people.

Xi Luo pointed the muzzle of the gun at the shooting platform, and looked at Zong Zhan with a smile, "If you dare to repent, do you think my gun will go off?"

Zong Zhan lightly raised his thin lips, raised his gun to the bull's-eye in front of him, and pulled the trigger first.

He wears a blindfold, but it doesn't affect his aim in the slightest.

This shot hit the bull's-eye directly, only a few millimeters away from the tenth ring.

The onlookers looked calm and indifferent, not surprised at all.