Chapter 29 Section 16

The boat kept shaking violently. Richard is a minion with big ambitions. In this battle concerning the destiny of mankind, Richard didn't even have the chance to see the face of the enemy. On a normal day, Richard was responsible for helping everyone cook in the dark pantry, stirring lettuce salad, chopping beef, smoking salmon and so on.Of course, there's a mess of dishes to clean up and an expensive vanilla slush machine to clean regularly. Da Bing loves to make jokes, and whether it is intentional or not, Richard is always ridiculed. "The kitchen soldiers are really nice. We are training outside, and you only need to be responsible for cooking the beans."

"Richard? Or Charlie? Look at your hand scooping soup, tsk tsk, so thin, how long has it been since you held a gun?" "Hey, when you wrote to your girlfriend, did you mention that you never shot a cannon? Haha!" Richard never got used to the insults, and he got into a few fights over it. It would be nice if time could come back. Richard has always had a feeling of resentment... If it wasn't for being unable to suppress his anger during the special training, he punched the immediate commander, and now he is not fighting against the enemy with a machine gun on the deck, the worst, Be sure to help reload the shells by the side.

Too bad it's not that kind of "now". Now, even in the tense moments of the battle, Richard could only stay in the small kitchen, squatting on the floor eating chocolate bars to pass the time, staring at the other three kitchen soldiers. The decks overhead seem to be buzzing. The sound of shelling is endless, and the sound of fighter jets piercing the air is even more handsome, and it can be heard clearly even here. No one urged Richard to hurry up, and no one complained to him about the bad food. Those bastards who used to taunt him and fight him were busy. And Richard, there's no fucking chance of dying.

The ship shook violently again. He thought of Lei Li. Richard had slept with Lei Li for three months when he was receiving basic training at the government school. He didn't feel that he was inferior to that stupid Lei Li at all. Whether it was push-ups, sit-ups, running, horizontal bar or even target shooting, Richard didn't feel that he had lost any of the training.Even Lei Li is not as good as himself in tidying up the bed and eating fast! Now...the real life version of the now... Lei Li, who was trained with him, is now the top F22 fighter pilot. This is shit luck, Richard snorted through his nostrils.

If I didn't choose the navy after I graduated from the military academy, but went to the air force with Lei Li for training, how could Lei Li be confused?I blamed myself for looking down on the Air Force at the time. I felt that such a high-ranking battle was not manly at all, and I didn't bother to join it. In contrast, the combat troops of the navy are much braver. If you can join the amphibious special forces, you will enter the brave world of confronting the enemy head-on. They are covered in camouflage, holding bayonets, carrying guns, and shouting complicated tactics. Code, beach, cover, blast, continuous shooting!

That's right, in fact, there is no need to envy Lei Li, who can only have good luck. Air Force, forget it, the uniforms look good! A few days ago, the majestic F22 fleet was defeated by Little Japan, shame!Shame! The F22 fighter jet is the cutting-edge technology in the world. It must be designed to be super easy to drive. Anyone who learns can drive it, right?It is a basic requirement for the entire army to triumph unscathed in a fighter that is sure to win, but it is even possible to drive it until the entire fighter plane is wiped out by Little Japan. Look at how funny it is! Pooh!disdain!

Compared with those lucky guys who just owed themselves a chance, God must have other arrangements. "Father in heaven, I am not afraid of enemies, I am not afraid of evil, I beg you..." Richard clasped his hands, lightly placed them on his forehead, and prayed sincerely: "Give me the opportunity to show courage, to face the enemy, and to fulfill the mission of enlisting, even at the cost of my life." "Richard, are you crazy?" A kitchen soldier gave him a blank look. "I joined the Navy for training, not to squat here and eat chocolate." Richard stared back.

The head of the kitchen, who was eating an infinite refill of vanilla sorbet, gave Richard the middle finger. For a pretentious person like Richard, the head of the kitchen has watched too much, and said coldly: "If you are really qualified to go on the deck, you won't be sitting here eating chocolate now." "I just lack a chance! A chance to prove myself." Richard looked at the head of the kitchen with disdain: "As long as the people on the deck are almost dead, I will go up to kill the enemy immediately. In fact, I should have gone up a long time ago. "

"Don't think too much here. Four people are needed in the kitchen, and one is indispensable. No matter how many people die on the deck, you still have to help cook the beans... Oh no, it's your turn to cook the soup today. Speaking of this, the other day Has the box of tomatoes been washed?" Richard spat: "Don't compare me to your trash, I won't be here forever." At this moment, the kitchen door was kicked open heavily. God always responds to requests. An oriental woman in a tight black leather jacket with her breasts ready to show stood at the door. Behind the woman, there is a dark figure.

Here is one of the three shortcuts to the command tower. "Ninjutsu! Sakura Kill!" With a gasp, her big breasts flickered. The heads of the four big men in the kitchen were all kicked into pieces at the same time. Poor Richard... or Charlie?I haven't finished eating the bar of chocolate in my hand!