C34 The Guards Are Under My Wings

Ever since Yung Qianxia decided to properly exercise her body, she would go to the sports field on time to jog every day.

Although she did not ask Soong Lengge to participate in the military exercise again, she insisted on using her own actions.

After dinner, the sky was dark and the light rain fell on the ground, bringing with it a bone-piercing chill.

When Yung Qianxia appeared on the field again, she found that there were already people waiting for her there.

Looking at the tall and straight back of the man, Yung Qianxia raised her eyebrows and quickly walked forward.

Standing one meter away from the man, Yung Qianxia straightened her body and performed a standard military salute.

"Chief!"

A clear voice called back a certain person's mind. Soong Lengge looked at the person who appeared in front of him. He was still wearing a green camouflage uniform and looked valiant. Standing there, he looked like a different scenery.

The woman's face was delicate and her skin was as white as porcelain. She looked obedient, but her eyes were slightly hooked. The tail of her eyes was sharp and sharp, with a bit of stubbornness and coldness.

Soong Lengge pursed his lips and his dark eyes stared straight at Yung Qianxia. His expression was hard to distinguish. After a while, his thin lips slightly parted. "Yung Qianxia, do you really want to participate in the military exercise?"

He knew Yung Qianxia's persistence, and she trained here every day.

He had already made a decision, but the stubborn behavior of a woman still made his cold and hard heart loosen a little.

Perhaps, he should not have protected this woman under his wings...

"Shouldn't I go?" Yung Qianxia raised her eyebrows when she heard the man's words. There was a hint of mockery and arrogance in her eyes.

As a military doctor, she loved this profession and did not want to give up this rare military performance opportunity.

"Very good!" Her ink-black pupils looked deeply at Yung Qianxia. Soong Lengge turned around and left. His deep voice rang in Yung Qianxia's ears.

"Follow me!"

Seeing the man's back getting further and further away, Yung Qianxia followed him without hesitation.

Military training room.

Oval-shaped structure, enclosed venue.

Every room was a specialized training subject, and it was equipped with international advanced military equipment.

Along the way, Yung Qianxia could not help but exclaim. When she looked up and saw the back of the man in front of her, she could not help but curl her lips.

Without Soong Lengge's permission, she probably did not even have the right to enter this place.

Soong Lengge's footsteps stopped in front of a metal door. The door opened and the two of them walked in.

Yung Qianxia raised her head and looked around. This seemed to be a shooting training room.

In the spacious and bright room, rows of shooting targets were neatly arranged on the other side of the room. Next to Yung Qianxia were all kinds of handguns, spears, and even military submachine guns.

"This is the shooting practice room." Soong Lengge's voice seemed to echo in the empty room and became deeper and deeper.

"I will give you a chance. If you can achieve seven rings in shooting within two days, I will let you participate in this military exercise!"

Soong Lengge frowned and looked at Yung Qianxia with a pair of cold and dark eyes. His voice was loud and clear.

"Seven rings, do you keep your word?"

Yung Qianxia's eyes instantly lit up. She was eager to give it a try.

She had also participated in the shooting training organized by the school and the army. She had some experience in shooting targets.

"Did anyone teach me?"

She reached out and picked up a small and delicate pistol. She looked at it carefully and Yung Qianxia frowned. She looked a little embarrassed.

She had never seen these models and standard guns before. If no one taught her, she would not be able to learn them in two weeks, not to mention two days.

"I will teach you!"

A dark light flashed across the bottom of his eyes. Soong Lengge looked at Yung Qianxia's excited eyes and said in a deep voice.

Yung Qianxia turned her head and looked at Soong Lengge with disbelief in her eyes.

This man was a major general!

Did he have so much free time to teach her how to shoot?

Although she was a little puzzled, Yung Qianxia still nodded when she saw Soong Lengge's cold face.

Her red lips curled into a proud arc and Yung Qianxia's bright face was full of confidence.

"Let's start now!"

Soong Lengge nodded. His voice was calm. "Let's choose a gun you like first!"

...

Three hours later.

Yung Qianxia stood where she was and stretched her arm forward. In her hand was the largest military assault rifle.

Sweat dripped down from her forehead and flowed into her eyes through the corners of her eyes. Yung Qianxia narrowed her eyes and looked at the man sitting on the sofa. Her eyes were stubborn.

She clearly chose a minigun the size of her palm, but Soong Lengge let her carry the largest submachine gun. She had been standing there for three hours.

Her arm was numb from the soreness and trembled slightly.

However, if her posture changed slightly, even the slightest movement would be discovered by the man. Then the man would expressionlessly place a special small cylinder on the tray in front of her.

The top of the tray was connected to the muzzle of the submachine gun through a thin thread.

Although the thing was small, it was heavy and instantly made Yung Qianxia's arm sink.

Now, there were three small cylinders under the submachine gun. Yung Qianxia's arm was completely numb and she could only clench her teeth and rely on her tenacity to hold on. She did not dare to relax at all.

Because if she made any movements, the small cylinder would increase by one and the time she held the gun would increase by another hour.

Time passed minute by minute.

Soong Lengge sat by the side and looked at Yung Qianxia's pale face. She was still expressionless and cold like a rock.

He picked up the second watch in his hand and when the second watch turned to the last round, Soong Lengge finally opened his mouth and pressed the second watch heavily.

"Time is up!"

Yung Qianxia's tensed nerves also stopped at the same time as the timer.

As soon as the man finished speaking, Yung Qianxia almost instantly put down the gun in her hand and collapsed onto the chair behind her.

Her arm no longer seemed to belong to her. It drooped unnaturally and trembled slightly. Yung Qianxia tried to move her finger but only saw the trembling of her finger.

But before she could recover, Soong Lengge stood in front of her.

The tall figure of a man instantly enveloped her, carrying a heavy sense of oppression.

"Stand up! Pick up that gun!"

Soong Lengge's face was cold. He pointed at the gun Yung Qianxia had chosen at the beginning. His tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation.

"Pick up the gun, or... leave!"

Seeing the man's cold and expressionless face, Yung Qianxia gritted her teeth and her small face tensed up. Finally, she stood up from her seat and slowly but firmly raised her hand. She picked up the small and exquisite gun and clenched it tightly.

Walking to the shooting position, Yung Qianxia once again assumed a standard posture. Looking at Soong Lengge's eyes, there was a strong stubbornness and unyielding arrogance in her eyes.

Her red lips slightly hooked up with a stubborn smile.

"Again!"