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An assistant was so surprised that the expression of his usual paralyzed face finally broke, he opened his mouth wide, rubbed his eyes, and looked hard, for fear that he was wrong.

This is really a strange rumor, female soldiers have always been hard enough to train during the day, and after training, many of them complain that they are miserable, and they can't go to rest immediately.

Especially the new female soldiers, it is difficult to keep up with the intensity of training, and they trained in person this night, which simply shocked his eyeballs.

Duan Yanhao's eyebrows were tightly frowned, his lips were pursed, his face was cold and hard, and he didn't speak.

"Young marshal, I'm not mistaken"

Duan Yanhao said coldly: "If you feel that you are mistaken, you can go back first." ”

"I don't, where the young marshal is, I am naturally there."

The corners of Duan Yanhao's mouth twitched, on weekdays, this assistant was said to be facial paralysis, and only he understood what this assistant looked like in private.

Bai Yaoyao didn't know that there were people watching this side not far away, she was just training, constantly practicing her body flexibility against the stake, and constantly jumping.

In the end, her whole body was sweating, but she still didn't give up, and kept insisting on the same movements, which was very enduring.

Her gaze was firm, and sometimes she felt that her strength was exhausted and she couldn't hold on, but when she thought of the past, when she thought of her goal, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Only by working harder than others and persevering can she give herself a direction and a way out.

It can be said that in the army, she has a sense of belonging, and she does not feel like duckweed, unable to find a direction.

In fact, to be honest, Xirong Ziye fell in love with other women, and it was also related to the other party's family background, her parents died, she no longer had any background, and only by her own efforts could she have the opportunity to stand on a high place.

She wants to become the strongest female soldier, she is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, she has the most tenacious heart.

She told herself that this was a new beginning, a new beginning, and that she was going to do better than anyone else.

Time passed little by little, an hour, two hours, three hours

Duan Yanhao also stood there and watched all the time, with a look of emotion in his expression.

An assistant changed from the initial surprise to the final stunned, and then to the current reverence, his expression changed, but he also had a high respect for this female soldier from his heart.

It's hard to have a woman like this newcomer, he admires it from the bottom of his heart.

Duan Yanhao and the assistant didn't speak, they kept watching, until Bai Yaoyao stopped, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief from their hearts.

Bai Yaoyao was almost unsteady, she held on to the stake to prevent herself from falling, she kept standing, trying to calm her breathing, after a long time, when she was no longer out of breath, she looked at the sky, her eyes were firm, and her eyes showed the brightest and brightest light.

She saluted to the moon, and she didn't feel tired at all now, physically tired, but happy in her heart.

She will also train against the moon in the future, although she is lonely, but she must make her heart not lonely.

"Moon, you'll be with me, right?"

"Moon, only you will not abandon me."

She thinks that in addition to love, there are more important things in life, she has dreams, she has a starting point now, she just needs to work hard, so she will be more attentive than others.

Bai Yaoyao smiled brightly at the moon, and then went back to the dormitory briskly to sleep.

Duan Yanhao has been standing in place and has not left for a long time, and an assistant has looked at the sky, and it is almost dawn in more than three hours. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.