The Third Rebirth

Chapter 5 The Fifth Little Tail

Chapter 5 The Fifth Little Tail

At this moment, Ling Chen realized very deeply that there was a huge generation gap between himself, who was 27 years old, and Ye Xiao, who was 18 years and three months old.

It was frustrating.

Ye Xiao tied the bandage back to his right wrist again and asked hesitantly, "Do you think... it's not cool?"

Facing Ye Xiao who was eagerly waiting for an answer, what else could Ling Chen do? The youngest commander-in-chief of the second department answered sincerely and without any perfunctory attitude, "It's very cool, it will form a particularly strong deterrent to the enemy."

With Ling Chen's affirmation, Ye Xiao's uneasiness disappeared. He lowered his head to tie a knot at the end of the bandage. Because he tied it with one hand, the knot was crooked and ugly.

Ling Chen couldn't stand it anymore, so he reached out and pulled Ye Xiao's hand over, put it on his thigh, untied the ugly knot, and re-tied a standard bow.

Ye Xiao raised his wrist and looked over and over, his tone was very pleasant, "Your knot is much better than mine!"

Ling Chen sighed, and felt that his brain was indeed malfunctioning - he was actually a little happy to be praised for tying a bow.

In the cab, Jiang Cancan listened to the conversation floating from the roof of the car, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled, and his hands holding the steering wheel were almost twitching. He had to vent his heart full of chatter, but he had to keep his voice down so as not to be discovered by the two people with excellent hearing on the roof of the car. It was extremely hard.

"Hahaha, You making Master Can laugh to death, hahaha!" He spoke in a breathy voice, as if there was a fish bone stuck in his throat, "Our Brother Chen has been running wild in the military area for so many years, and finally he met someone who can teach him a lesson! Hahaha, Master Can so happy!"

Jiang Mu was flipping through the three-dimensional map to identify the direction, and he tilted his head to glance at him, "Does Master Can want his head to be stepped on and rubbed on the ground by Brother Chen?"

Jiang Cancan said cheerfully, "They are on the roof of the car and don't know, haha"

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Ye Xiao held the long sword in his left hand, frowned and said worriedly, "You just released so much, is your hand okay?"

"..." Ling Chen realized that in order to prevent the person from leaving, he still had to pretend to be injured.

But it's not too late, it can still be remedied.

So, when Jiang Cancan handed over the driving position to Jiang Mu, he popped his head out of the roof window, and what caught his eyes was the scene of his own Commander Ling covering his right arm with his left hand, frowning and pursing his lips to pretend to be weak.

Jiang Cancan was full of shit - this fucking acting is so bad, does anyone really believe it? Where's the cold sweat? Where's the pale face? It's just a dry action, without any supporting details!

There are really people who believe it.

Ye Xiao was so anxious that he didn't even care about the sword that he always carried with him. He stretched out his hands to support Ling Chen, his eyes full of anxiety, and asked repeatedly, "What's wrong with you? Is your arm weak? Is it serious? As expected, there is no tripod, and the recoil of the heavy sniper is too strong..."

Jiang Cancan was silent. If he remembered correctly, Ling Chen was called the "Sniper King" at the age of 16. He carried a heavy sniper like a gust of wind and went around looking for people to compete. Whoever lost had to help the winner wash his socks for a month. According to reliable information, Ling Chen relied on this inferior method and has never washed his socks so far!