Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

Song Mingchen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and swung his fist to smash the iron plate of the cab.

The iron sheet of the cab was slightly deformed.

The team member who was driving was so frightened by the noise that he slammed on the brakes.

The Jiefang car made a sharp and squeaking emergency brake sound.

The people in the cargo compartment were thrown all over the place.

Anna's face almost hit the wooden board of the cargo compartment, but fortunately the team members next to her were quick to pull her back.

Anna couldn't control her body balance. As the car shook again, she fell into the arms of the team member. Her nose was hit and it hurt so much that tears came out.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Song Mingchen jumped down with his hands on the cargo compartment railing.

He opened the driver's door and pulled the driver down.

"You go to the back, I'll drive." Song Mingchen's tone was obviously angry.

The team member didn't dare to touch the tiger's beard, and agreed obediently. He couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, finally he had the opportunity to meet the beautiful girl face to face.

Anna pushed away the team member who was hugging her, and in a rage she wanted to jump out of the cargo compartment and go to the cab.

But her speed was not as fast as Song Mingchen's.

Before we had time to unload the cargo box, the Jiefang truck had already set off again.

The team member who was pushed away by Anna felt embarrassed and shy, his heart pounding.

He couldn't help but recall the feeling of holding a soft and warm girl in his arms for the first time in his life. It was a feeling that really couldn't be described in words. It was like an electric shock, and his whole body felt numb.

"Well, Comrade An, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I-I saw you were about to hit the big box, so I pulled you back."

The young soldier hesitantly said that he had indeed never thought that he could hold it so tightly.

"It's okay, I know." Anna's tone was firm.

"Well, Comrade An, our Captain Song didn't do it on purpose. He must be mad at Mu Ying. Mu Ying should have informed Captain Song in advance that you were going on a mission with us."

Anna's expression softened a little.

Maybe Song Mingchen was really just angry that the command center did not notify him in advance?

She wanted to believe that he didn't hate her, he was just dissatisfied with the headquarters' arrangement.

She just likes this kind of upright man who is not tempted by beauty.

The other two logistics officers who were hitchhiking in the cab looked at Song Mingchen curiously.

"Captain Song, what's going on? What happened?"

"fine."

Seeing that Song Mingchen looked unhappy, the clerk did not ask any more questions.

I just complained in my heart, okay? If it's okay, something strange must have happened.

Your face is almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

Who is so bold as to provoke this living devil?

The other staff member was not very perceptive and suddenly said, "Captain Song, the person who just got on the bus was Comrade Anna from the Meteorological Monitoring Department, right?"

Song Mingchen acted as if he didn't hear anything, his face was expressionless and he said nothing.

"Comrade An is the most beautiful girl in our special operations force. She is usually very arrogant and never greets anyone she meets. Did she also hitchhike to the city? Was she going to follow our car back then?"

After saying this, I was secretly happy in my heart. How wonderful it was to be able to sit in the driver's seat shoulder to shoulder with the goddess I admired in my heart.

The car drove for about another half an hour and finally arrived at the government guesthouse near the city railway station.

Everyone got out of the car, and Anna suddenly called everyone.

"Everyone come here, let's take a group photo together."

The soldiers were very happy when they heard this, because taking photos was not something that ordinary people could afford these days.

Not only is it expensive, but there are also very few photo studios. There are none in ordinary cities. Only big cities like Beijing and Shanghai have photo studios.

"I have enough film. I can take a picture of each of you later. I'll develop the pictures for you when we get to the capital."

Anna said as she secretly glanced at Song Mingchen.

She just wanted a photo of Song Mingchen alone, so she had to spend a lot of money to take a photo of everyone.

As a result, I heard that person's magnetic and pleasant voice coldly scolding, "Everyone, stand at attention, stand at ease, and count."

After the order was given, Song Mingchen acted as if he hadn't seen Anna and ordered the two staff members from the logistics department to leave. "Comrades, you can drive away now."

The two staff members looked at the camera stand that Anna had already set up, and then looked at Song Mingchen who had a serious face. They didn't want to leave and wanted to take pictures.

The members of the Saker Falcon Commando were all silent, and no one dared to step forward and cause trouble.

Although they also wanted to take pictures.

Song Mingchen turned his head and looked at Anna, his peach blossom eyes, which carried a thousand volts of high voltage, narrowed. He had no awareness at all that his peach blossom eyes could be so charming.

"Comrade An, the organization sent you to participate in the operation, not to let you use public property for personal purposes. The camera belongs to the country, and the photo paper also belongs to the country. What right do you have to use it at will?"

He said this coldly and turned his attention to the team members.

He didn't say anything, but just scanned everyone's face, and the little tigers on the training ground all turned into little cats.

Finally, Anna was the only one left in the courtyard of the guesthouse, standing there quietly with tears in her eyes.

Next to her stood the already installed camera.

The team members looked out through the window cracks and talked in low voices.

"You say, could it be that Comrade An has taken a liking to our boss?"

One of the team members spoke first with a gossipy gleam in his eyes.

"No way? I heard that the eldest brother has a wife in his hometown."

Another team member opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of crooked yellow teeth, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Who said that? I've never heard the boss mention his wife. I don't know who spread the rumor. The boss should not be married."

The third team member spoke with an authentic Hunan accent and seriously refuted the rumors for his boss.

"That's right. If the eldest brother had a wife, why would he give me the home visit leave during the Chinese New Year? Wouldn't I be in a hurry to go home and hug my wife?"

The fourth team member had an ambiguous and shameless smile on his face.

"This Comrade An is really pretty. I have never seen a girl as pretty as her. If you don't want her, give it to me. I want it."

Then, this shameless guy was beaten up by a group of people.

"You are such a shameless person, a toad wanting to eat swan flesh. Do you think you can match up with a fairy-like figure like Comrade An?"

"That's right, only the boss can be worthy of such a beautiful girl."

"Stand at attention, rest for a while!"

As soon as Song Mingchen's voice sounded, the eight team members immediately changed their faces, put away their playful smiles, and stood straight like javelins.

"You're all very free, right? Before dinner, everyone should recite the information alternately. Those who can't recite it will not be allowed to eat."

The crowd howled.

This is equivalent to increasing the workload eightfold per person.

There is also a part in English, which is really killing me.

Song Mingchen wanted to close the half-open window, but the window hinges were a little rusty, so he had to push the window open completely, hoping to move the hinges to make it smoother.

The moment all the windows were opened, he felt a wisp of smoke floating in front of his eyes and heard a slight clicking sound.