Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Stroking the dark body of the gun, Leng Yiyao's eyes were almost contented slightly: "Who designed this?" Even though the sun outside was mostly blocked by curtains, once the black cloth was lifted, cold light bursts. , The kind of killing in the air is too stunning and too surprising.

Supporting the bottom plate of the gun butt, she used her wrist to hold the sniper directly. The cheek rest was unexpectedly flexible and could be flexibly adjusted according to the arm, height and position.

The icy sounds of mechanical dismantling, collision, adjustment, and loading and unloading in the huge space became more and more empty and alarming. Obviously, it should be a series of irregular combination sounds, hitting people's hearts, bones and souls with one blow.

Rao is Frey's guess, but at this moment, looking at her in a camouflage military uniform, her eyes are awkward, her fingers are moving flexibly through the gun, the shock of the flowing water still cannot be expressed in words.

Hemo was closer to her, taking every movement of her fingertips into the bottom of his eyes.

Her fingers, joints, limbs, and even the spine, when holding up this sniper, instantly seemed to be put on a layer of steel armor, every movement, every ups and downs, whether it was disassembly or adjustment, the black arm The murder weapon is in her hands, as if she has full consciousness. She seemed to close her eyes, she could find all the key points of it, similar to a lover's touch, as if she had completely turned it into a part of her body.

"A master of ordnance, a rare encounter in a century." He walked to her side and answered her question as if lightly sighing. When D City asked Zhai Mu to try out the CheyTac Intervention M-200, the king of snipers, he had already discovered that the impact of recoil could not be ignored by ordinary officers, let alone ordinary soldiers. It was at that time that this idea came up.

How to start with ordnance, reduce weight and reaction force!

Leng Yiyao glanced sideways at him, her gaze brought a sense of wildness, her fingertips stopped on the gun, and she let out a sigh of satisfaction: "The calf design uses a lot of titanium, aluminum alloy and glass steel as materials. Body weight has been significantly reduced."

The moment she opened her mouth, Hemo knew that not only did she use guns to the extreme, she was even more surprised by the principles of guns.

"The receiver made of aluminum alloy extends forward to form a barrel shield with heat dissipation holes, and extends backward to connect to the **** base. This fully adjustable length **** base plate and the cheek support plate that can adjust the position and height, The dedicated rear tripod can be fully adapted to any combat conditions. Fine-tuning the height of the rear tripod allows the shooter to rest directly during long-term sniper missions or even put down the sniper instead of using the shoulder socket to hold the **** against the butt, which can effectively reduce muscles Fatigue." Leng Yiyao disassembled the whole team, reorganized, reorganized and debugged. Every link is under control. It is a kind of encounter with fanaticism, undisguised appreciation, and even more one. This kind of addiction and obsession makes people surging.

The icy female voice has unconsciously brought out a sense of satisfaction and joy: "This designer is very smart. The design of the muffler looks ordinary, but it can directly minimize the muzzle flame of this sniper. The dimly lit viewing angle can also effectively hide the direction of fire."

It only took five minutes, but it was just a cup of tea between the breaks, and she had actually controlled the inside and out of the DSR-1.

Hemo's eyes were turbulent, it was more uncontrollable fanaticism than when Leng Yiyao saw this sniper.

It's like a whirlpool. Every time, when others think that they have approached her, understood her, and became acquainted with her, she would always flash away and let people discover the wider space behind her!

When he was in D City, this sniper was just a model, and even the mold was not built. It was polished step by step by the designer's hands. In this world, he was sure that there was no second person to see this gun before him. So, what on earth did she rely on to understand all the principles and composition of this sniper?

The scorching sun shines on the ground. In this desert country, every day is spent like this. At this moment, he feels that there is a dryness in his throat. The heat that is far from being extinguished by water makes him whole Everyone's fingertips are numb.

"Try the gun now?" Leng Yiyao found that Hemo hadn't been heard for a long time. She turned her head in surprise, but saw him turn around and walked to the window.

The window was pushed open by one hand, and the curtain was lifted by the breeze outside the window, and the whole room was instantly illuminated. She tilted her head in amazement, watching him leaning forward, brushing one hand on the edge of the window, and lowering her eyes slightly, as if blowing a wind.

The breeze seemed to consciously support his face, and then fell tremblingly between his neckline, the white shirt opened slightly, and it swayed gently in the direction of the wind. At this moment, he was like a painting in front of his eyes, cold, determined, and unattainable, even the skin texture exuded a kind of extreme temptation that evoked blood.

Leng Yiyao moistened the tip of her tongue, and suddenly felt that the quietness of this room was not comparable to that of him leaning in profile.

But is it hot in the room?

Why do you always feel that his sniffles are a bit unreasonable?

"Now the people on the training ground are all there. The test shots are too conspicuous during the day. After evening exercises are over, I will take you to the gun room." In the strange calm, Frey had to break the silence. He felt that he was really wrong today, a big mistake!

These two people stand together like a magnet, the magnetic field is completely different from ordinary people.

He was holding desserts and juices, standing here dumbfounded, it was just a huge light bulb, or the kind that he disliked himself.

But, isn't the main purpose of coming today to accompany Leng Yiyao to test the gun?

The marshal suddenly did not speak, so he could only speak for him.

Frey closed his eyes, and he didn't want it to be dark right away, thinking bachelor in his mind, it's better to test a gun than he is standing here now, watching the ambiguous atmosphere of the two men more comfortable. How much.

"It's getting late, you should go back to the training ground." Hearing what Frey said, Hemo finally turned around, the expression on his face has returned to a calm, as if everything just now was nothing but other people’s fantasy, "I It seems that the relationship between the girls’ academy and you is not bad. After your evening exercises, I will ask someone to find an excuse to take you to the gun room."

Her temper seems not to be anxious, but in fact, she is cold-hearted. Hemo originally thought that she could not refuse to come to the military academy, and she had other plans, but never thought that she would make friends with those female officers and would sit on the lawn to enjoy the cool in the afternoon.

"Okay." Leng Yiyao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to think so well. The first day she came to the military academy, she made a high profile so that all officers had to start differentiated treatment. After evening exercises, if she went out casually, she was afraid that it would arouse more people's speculation and doubt. However, if it were him, it would be much simpler. After all, the entire military academy is nothing but a children's playground for him.

Leng Yiyao re-covered the DSR-1 with a black cloth, turned around, and walked towards the door. The light and shadow fell behind her, making her shapely figure even more extreme. The beauty of the combination of movement and stillness, even when Hemo closes his eyes, can portray it perfectly.

Just as she was about to step out of the room, he suddenly whispered: "At night, I will let the cafeteria have more meals."

Leng Yiyao was silent, and then there was a touch of ecstasy on her face without any secret.

Turned his head and looked at someone half leaning against the window: "Really?"

"I lied to you?" Hemo found that, perhaps, in this life, when he hadn't completely touched all of her soul, at least one corner had been clearly touched. Obviously, to grasp a man's heart, he must first grasp his stomach. But why, after arriving at him, the other way around?

"Chef here in person?" She suddenly thought of the desserts, and as soon as her eyes blinked, people walked towards Frey. No, it was walking towards the delicious food in Frey's hands.

Sweet butter, sweet and slightly sour cranberry, strong flavor of matcha tea...

I haven't seen how fast she eats, and even the curvature of the fingertips on the dessert is extremely elegant, but the dessert on the plate disappears quickly.

Frey watched her stunnedly after drinking the last sip of juice, and licked her lips leisurely, only to feel that she was a little messy.

This, how much do you like to eat so that you can have such a good appetite again and again in front of the marshal? Girls from other people's homes, no matter how careless they are, they will be somewhat restrained. Didn't you see that the group of female officers with wheat-skinned skin and no delicate faces just saw the marshal walking by, did the girls' hearts burst directly? So, did this take the Marshal too seriously, or did he already regard the Marshal as his own family?

As soon as Leng Yiyao looked up, she saw Frey who was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. Her wide-open eyes, as if she had only taken a few minutes to solve the dessert for three people. solution.

Ok?

Three people?

She lowered her head and looked at the clean disc, she was ashamed: "Sorry, I ate all of you."

It is estimated that the fat chef really thinks it is just a simple afternoon tea, so there are not too many cakes prepared, but according to the head, it is also the rhythm of three people each.

"It's okay, I don't eat sweets." A smile flashed under Hemo's eyes, his eyes flashed from her still flat belly, and then he smiled faintly.

"No, no, just like Miss Leng, I'll bring some more next time." Frey was panicked, and was fed a ration of food with the spoiled smile of the marshal in the distance. He looked away and laughed quickly: " The military academy is full of big pots of rice, which can’t be seasoned carefully. The chef said that he will come over to make pasta at night, as you like."

Leng Yiyao said, don't look at that chef who looks chubby and squat, he can't hold others on the road. This is all considered, and he is really an expert in cooking.

"Okay. Then I'll go to the training ground first. The instructors should be back in a while." She glanced at the sky, made sure she couldn't delay any more, waved her hand, smiled, and disappeared instantly.

The green figure disappeared so quickly and so silently that the two people in the room were silent for an instant.

"Just now, did you see it?" Hemo pushed the window wider, and the whole person was bathed in sunlight. For a moment, it made people feel like he could disappear into that light circle in the next moment.

"Miss Leng is well aware of the structure of the sniper rifle." Frey was startled and blurted out subconsciously.

The kind of familiarity that is almost carved into the bones, even the whole sniper has become a prop in her hand. How to change it, it will obey and obey. For a moment, it is obviously a dead thing, but it seems to be alive. .

"What else?" Hemo didn't turn around. On the contrary, he seemed to ask casually, as if he was testing Frey's observation.

"Also?" Frey was taken aback, unable to guess the Marshal's mind for a moment. What else can there be? Miss Leng did not shy away from playing guns in front of the two of them, which in itself meant that she was not ready to hide her talents. What else did the marshal discover?

Hemo lowered his eyes, moved his fingertips, and landed between Frey's eyebrows: "Is it just a sniper?"

Frey was stunned for an instant, as if a flash of lightning suddenly split his brain.

Yes!

More than sniping? Miss Leng glanced away from this weapons depot, except for the first surprise at all weapons, she didn't even show the slightest shock!

She was clearly used to seeing these, these weapons that even the world's top armorers would see crazy, in her eyes, they are nothing but vulgar things.

Only the DSR-1 sniper is worthy of the eye.

This shows what?

The corners of Frey's lips trembled suddenly.

If it is said that the things that Miss Leng has just revealed without evasiveness are just the tip of the iceberg, then what kind of vastness is still hidden in her heart?

Evans can be beaten in three and a half minutes, and Kings Camp can be knocked out in ten minutes. In terms of fighting level, let alone looking at the empire, it is looking at the world, and there are rare opponents. The key is that she can still see the most advanced and violent weapons of these imperial powers. At the age of sixteen, even if she didn't eat or drink, she couldn't reach such a height.

While Frey was shaking and speechless, Hemo faintly curled the corners of her lips, lowered her head, watching Leng Yiyao walk out of the main entrance of the small building, slowly swaying towards the training ground, her eyes were bright and dark--

On the other side, the female officers who had no training minds for basically the whole afternoon, when they saw Leng Yiyao, almost immediately rushed on.

"You know the marshal!" Lola's voice can be heard clearly by people in a radius of five kilometers. Thanks to all the male officers who have been dragged to the back mountain to practice, otherwise after hearing Lola's words , What exploded is the entire military academy.

"The marshal is still alone with you!" The voice of the deputy squad leader of the women's squad was almost in the mist. Who doesn't know, there is not even a woman in the Marshal's Mansion, and the Marshal never talks to women alone, let alone gets along alone. But just now, the marshal just walked away with her like this, gone! It's been more than half an hour! What did they do during this period? What did you say? What to do, I really want to know!

"What's the matter with the creamy smell of your hand?" Someone with a sharp nose sniffed at Leng Yiyao's side, with a strange expression on his face.

"Well, I'm hungry, I'm looking for food." She confessed shamelessly, with a face full of reason.

You pull it down! Getting along with the marshal, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, would you patronize and eat? Even if they were about to starve to death, ordinary people wouldn't do such things, okay.

Lola's eyes turned sky high and she was about to speak, but the deputy squad leader next to her gently pulled her hand, "What's wrong?" Lola was curious. Didn't the deputy squad leader wait to see Leng Yiyao?

"I remember that before she left, she seemed to say the last sentence, it was indeed ‘hungry, no energy.’" The deputy squad leader blinked and thought, it wouldn’t be true. The first general of the empire went to the military academy to feed Leng Yiyao? Just thinking about it is impossible.

But what was the last sentence the marshal said before he left?

Everyone in the women's class quickly went through the scene just now, and then, with a weird look and dumbfounded, Yuan, the marshal seemed to really say "follow me" to the hungry Leng Yiyao!

So, in front of me, this shining one is really a foodie.

If someone else said something like this, all the women in the empire would drown with saliva in seconds!

"By the way, didn't you say you want to take me to see the dormitory?" The lunch was too ugly. She walked along the shade of the tree for a long time without finding any game that could be used for barbecue, but it was time for a nap It was wasted. Leng Yiyao looked at Laura, who was obviously unable to return to God, and smiled refreshed.

"Yes, but it hasn't reached the resting point yet." Laura shook her head subconsciously, but was put on her shoulder by Leng Yiyao: "No one is supervising either."

All the instructors have moved to the back mountain to abuse the food. Today they are in the three-regardless zone. She had originally thought of practicing physical fitness starting this afternoon, but the sniper just now made her completely change her mind. There is such a fun thing to do in the evening, and now I am not going to the dormitory to catch up. I am simply sorry that I have been looking forward to the after-school program for so long.

"But..." As the head of the women's class, Lola had never skipped class, and was about to refuse, but she was pulled away by an unstoppable force.

"Don't do it, hurry up." As he said, he pulled Lola out.

All of a sudden, the women's class paid their attention. What's wrong with Leng Yiyao? Before I left clearly, I was still lazy, but when I came back after a meal, it was like a chicken blood?

"Shall we follow along too?"

Everyone looked at the female squad leader, waiting for her opinion.

Who knows, she shook her head. Even the marshal did not hesitate to come to the military academy to find her personally. Would someone like her be influenced by the curiosity of others? Besides, in terms of her skill and courage, they are not opponents at all. Instead of annoying her, it is better to wait and see what happens.

"Look at it at night." Aren't you going to sleep? Sleeping at this point must be another plan at night, so I don’t know, but who else would be the person she made appointments...

It's just that they wouldn't be able to imagine killing them. Leng Yiyao's "beautiful lady has an appointment" tonight is definitely not something they can afford to "see"...