Chapter 417

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"Team Leader, could you do me a favor and transfer my girlfriend into the Langya?"

Without waiting for a reply, Chen Guotao hurriedly chuckled: "I just saw that Spider even washed your boxer shorts!"

"Although a girlfriend isn't a tool for doing laundry,"

"it's just so much more convenient to be in the same unit."

"At the very least, we can be lovey-dovey without having to leave the camp, don't you think?"

MMP, can I say no?

The key is that this guy is becoming increasingly treacherous and cunning.

He laid the groundwork beforehand and used Xie Sixiao as his leverage!

Not wanting to drag out this nonsense, Lin Feng thought for a moment and said: "Your girlfriend is a surgeon; transferring her into the Langya won't be difficult."

"But you need to think it through—do you want to transfer her now?"

Chen Chen Guotao was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Exactly," Lin Feng nodded: "It's not just you,"

"Xiaozhuang, Old Cannon, and Shi Dafan—their girlfriends are all at the Theater General Hospital."

"If we transfer one, we have to transfer them all; we can't favor one over the others!"

"The main thing is that our Lone Wolf will be upgraded in the future and will need its own camp."

"If we go through the trouble now, we'll just have to do it again later, understand?"

It was a simple principle, very easy to understand.

As for whether Lone Wolf Team B will be upgraded in the future?

Chen Chen Guotao believed in it firmly, and he was more eager than anyone else.

The reason is simple: an upgrade for the unit means an improvement in position and military rank...

"Team Leader, I understand. Then I'll just have to endure a bit longer."

While speaking, Chen Guotao grinned: "Spider has been completely wrapped around your finger, right?"

"Get lost. Do you believe I'll smack you?"

"Alright, alright, you keep playing, I'm rolling!"

Chen Chen Guotao rolled back to his bunk, took out his phone, and started messaging.

Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to pay attention to that.

However, when he turned his gaze back to the screen, he found that his character had already become a corpse.

Most importantly, 'Bad at Gaming but Loves to Play' was laughing wildly.

"It's only been a month, and your skills have become this rotten?"

"May I ask, Comrade War God who raises fish: can cultivating one's character cause one to regress?"

"Oh, I just thought of something—are you about to retire?"

MMP, it's obvious they're mocking him for being an old man, right?

"A cat just broke into the fish pond, and I was delayed chasing it off."

"Let's start over, and I'll show you what real skill is."

"If you get carried, don't be stingy with your praise, OK?"

'Bad at Gaming but Loves to Play': "I'm lying down ready to be carried, let's start?"

Without further ado, the game restarted and they played until dinnertime.

It was satisfying and enjoyable, and at the same time, he harvested several rounds of admiration!

"Let's go, let's go, call them to go eat."

"Hey, I thought you were having so much fun playing that you wouldn't even eat!"

"It's the final banquet, how could I not eat?"

Tonight, not only must he eat, but he must eat and drink well.