Chapter 91: Chapter 91 The Smell of Alcohol Hits the Forehead (2)

Damn it, if I don't teach her a harsh lesson when we get back, she won't realize how tall the heavens are or how thick the earth is.

Too focused on considering the exercise, Xie Mingcheng didn't notice the abnormality in the back seat and continued, "Boss, remember last time during the exercise when the deputy commander boasted he would wipe us out? In the end, an entire division's forces were 'killed in action,' and they didn't even touch a hair on us. And they still dare to talk about combat effectiveness? In a real war, that bunch of good-for-nothings would only be fit to serve as targets..."

Completely unable to make out what Comrade Lieutenant Colonel Xie was saying, Xing Liehuo's mind was somewhat pounding right now; the little woman in his arms recklessly threw herself at him again, that itchiness as if ants were burrowing into his heart, his blood boiling, he couldn't help but casually respond, "Mhm, get this sorted out quickly."